33. Finger pit

33. Finger pit

I sat down to smoke and died. If I didn't do it well, I really died.

The second master also sat down to smoke. Looking at this picture, the more I looked at it, the more angry I became. What is this picture? The more I look at it, the more confused I become. The second master didn't seem to be confused. He was still sitting there looking, looking from afar, with his eyebrows locked.

"That's the entrance, nothing wrong."

I always feel something is wrong. I'm afraid it will be wrong, but it's just killing me.

The second master got up and walked that way.

"Second Master, I don't feel right. You see, this person can't draw pictures. However, there are a lot of tricks. Isn't it a problem that he draws such a simple picture in a mess?

"You think too much."

The second master didn't listen to me. Go north, that's the position.

I followed, and the second master stopped at that position. It is a wall. There is a dent on the wall, and the wall is the same color. The finger-sized dot is a small pit, finger-sized pit, which is exactly the finger pressed.

The second master stretched out his index finger and pressed it down.

"You'd better not press it. There's nothing wrong with listening to me."

I have never talked to the second master like this. I have always listened to him. The second master was stunned for a moment, looked back at me, and said for a long time.

"Listen to you once."

He handed me the drawings, if they are still drawings.

I sat down and looked at the drawing and felt a little strange. Normal people would not draw such a simple thing so complicated. If he did so, he should be more complicated and not let people see it at a glance. This is really strange.

The second master seemed to look down on me a little, and the expression told me that I really should let him press it, and he would know the consequences.

I'm really sure that there is something wrong with it.

I have never felt so strongly. I don't look at the second master, I just look at this drawing.

"Second master, hold it for me and stand far away."

The second master stared at me and stood up reluctantly and took the drawings.

"Far away, further away..."

The second master retreated.

"Okay, that's the position."

I stared, just like looking at a three-dimensional painting. My eyes met and I jumped up. It's really not wrong. The second master was shocked, turned around and looked back, saw nothing, and then turned his head and said.

"You are purely sick."

"Second Master, it's really not that place, but the location in the south."

"This is impossible."

"That's right. This drawing looks too bad. It's actually a three-dimensional painting. I didn't expect it at all. I saw it, just in the south."

The second master was stunned and said for a long time.

"This is impossible."

The second master looks at the drawings, but he can't see it no matter how he looks at it.

"You are old."

I brought the drawing over and looked at it for a while. Sure enough, there was nothing wrong.

I went south and found the finger pit on the wall. I didn't hesitate to reach out and press it. The second master knocked off my hand and said.

"Don't be so short of it. If there is no consensus, you can't press it."

"What about you..."

The second master just doesn't believe me. He looked there with the drawings and couldn't look at them. He just decided that he was right.

"Why don't I press mine and you press yours."

The second master hesitated, and no one would joke about his life. I lit a cigarette, the second master snatched it to smoke, and I lit another one.

"Second master, sometimes, you may not be all right, so don't be too stubborn. It's no good."

"Teach me a lesson?"

"It doesn't mean that. Think about it yourself. I know that you are the first axis in the world and can't persuade you."

The second master stretched out his hand and punched me. I ignored him, stood up and turned around. The second master hesitated for the first time, and he had been unable to make up his mind. In fact, he still insisted on his idea, so he hesitated and said that he was hesitant, just to convince me, but he couldn't convince me.

The second master finally stood up.

"Then I'll believe you once, and I can't kill you."

This is like playing with his life. The second master said this, which made me uncertain. I took the drawings over and looked at it again. Indeed, yes, unless the boy deliberately harmed others, there was absolutely nothing wrong.

It's rare for the second master to believe me once, but don't be wrong. If you are wrong, there will be no chance.

I walked over there, walked to the wall, stretched out, and my hands were trembling.

"Can you do it?"

The second master said a sentence.

"No, you can come."

"You choose to come."

I pressed it and moved. But motionless, the whole wall was pushing. We retreated and found that the other three walls were also pushing, and the lampstand actually fell down. This means that we had to squeeze us to death.

The second master ran over there to press the finger pit, but it was gone.

"It's over, little gravekeeper, your choice is wrong."

"How could this happen?"

"You are too confident, pray!"

The second master sat down and smoked.

"Enjoy it. This is the last cigarette."

The second master sat in the middle, and I stood there, feeling uncomfortable.

"Is there any way to stop?"

"You can try that again."

"No, the finger pit is gone."

"Forget it, that's fate."

The second master turned out to be very plain. Maybe he has experienced too much life and death. But I'm different. My sweat keeps flowing. If I flow a little longer, I feel like I'm bleeding and can die.

I finally calmed down, sat down and lit a cigarette. The speed of the four walls slowed down, as if it gave me a chance to finish smoking this cigarette.

I smoked fiercely, and the second master looked at me and said with a smile.

"People will eventually die. Relax, nervousness is also death, and relaxation is also death."

The words are simple and the reason is clear. It is difficult to do it. Maybe only the second master can do it. However, I don't know whether he is nervous or not. Maybe it's just to make a look for me.

The walls on all four sides are still moving. In fact, I am looking forward to a miracle. In fact, many things in life are about a miracle that has not happened.

The second master and I stood up, because we had to stand up. If we don't stand up, we will be squeezed off our legs, so the pain will come first. We should try our best to minimize the pain.

The second master and I are standing.

"I'm so sorry, second master. I should listen to you."

"Actually, you are not wrong. I think your analysis is right, and I also chose, so that no one is right or wrong."

I know very well that the second master is comforting me.

What I didn't expect was that when the four walls squeezed us out of breath, the wall I pressed opened a door, and my second master and I jumped in.

This is simply a miracle, an evil.

We jumped over, and then the second master and I screamed.

We jumped into the pit, where there were thorns and pierced our feet.

"At least he is not dead."

The second master is happy for me, a little like a child.

We climbed into the pit and took off our shoes. The foot was bleeding, and the thorn was an iron thorn. If we put it a meter long, the two of us would be pierced.

Second master, look at this place. There is a wall opposite, and there is a mouth on the left, and there is no door.

We stood up and walked that way. After entering the entrance, there was another wall. Walking along the wall, there was a mouth on the right side, and the second master stopped.

"I always feel something is wrong."

"Me too, left and right mouths seem to be a little abnormal. Even in daily life, when I encounter such a situation, I also feel something wrong."

The second master stood there and did not move.

"What should I do?"

"I don't know what to do now? Why don't I walk over first? If something happens, you won't come over. I'll shout when I'm not right.

I'm going, and the second master pulled me.

He walked over and entered through the right entrance. I didn't hear a sound, but in two minutes, I heard a cry, which was my voice. I went in. I was stupid at that time. The second master was actually inserted between the two walls. It was two swords, facing the wall and inserted the second master there. One sword was an arm, and the other was a leg. Blood flowed out. Just as I was about to pass, the sword on the wall rushed out and I dodged.

"Second master, you wait for a while."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called your name. I'm in pain."

You have to come in if you don't ask me.

I squatted and walked forward. I strangled it. A sword came out of the ground and almost plugged it in for me. If I plugged it in, it would be from the bottom to the top, a hundred times worse than the second master.

I won't move, because I know that the consequence of the move is the consequence of the second master, and I have to think of other ways.

When I wanted to retreat, the second master said.

"Stand there and see if there is any mechanism. Don't think about going back. I think the consequences are even worse."

The second master told me that it seemed that the sword was tied to someone else's body.

I looked at the walls on both sides and didn't find any organs.

"Actually, this is the most common organ, the same as the crossbow, ten thousand crossbows."

The second master said so. I don't think it's ordinary. If it's an ordinary organ, the second master would have seen it and avoided it. Li Fu is more aware of this. The second master is a gravekeeper. Of course, he has not been idle in his life. As for how many tombs he has entered and how many tombs he has entered, he does not remember. He doesn't remember how many organs he has gone through. Those organs are such as 10,000 tons of sand, overturning water, grinding top wheels...

Anyway, there are many and complicated people who meet are almost impossible to come out alive.

I can't always squat. I slowly stood up and came out of the wall with a sword. As soon as I dodged, a sword behind me pierced my clothes. I shouted. The second master closed his eyes. He looked at me and inserted it into my body. From the position of the ribs, it was basically not good.

My cold sweat came down and I didn't dare to move anymore. Looking around, I still didn't find the mechanism.

"Second Master, what is the principle of this launch?"

"Norm is a crossbow. Now it's a sword. The reason is the same, but this is irregular. It seems to move with people. This is a troublesome thing."

I understood as soon as I heard it.

After slowly breaking off the sword tied to my clothes, I took off my clothes, waved it and waved it forward. The sword was left and right, and there was no rules. It was really like the second master was afraid to say that there was an image, so he came with a sword.

The two walls are full of sword holes, because they are flat and down. Normally, they are walls and can't be seen.

I thought those swords were like crossbows, and it was over after shooting.

I walked forward and inserted a sword against the tip of my nose.

"How could this happen?"

"This is a water mausoleum, not a tomb. Once it is used, it will be abandoned. This water mausoleum is permanent."

Such a mechanism is also smart, which is simply terrible.

I went to the second master's side, but I was not stabbed. I helped the second master get the sword back.

"Help me, get out and go back."

I waved my clothes and rushed over. We went back, and the second master sat on the ground at once.

"Help me bandage it. There is something in the bag."

I will bandage the second master.

"What should we do next?"

"I'm afraid there's nothing we can do. At least it's just a fight."

"Should I rush over? That's a 20-meter long distance, which is nothing at ordinary times, but now..."

"There is no choice."

The second master took out a cigarette to smoke.

It seems that the second master has decided.

"You stay here first, and I'll go in and have a look."

"Come back."

I'm leaving, and the second master called me back.