Chapter 218 Meeting Zhao Dehuo Again (3)

Yin Hui also turned on the flashlight he carried with him and looked behind him. He found that the back was also straight and there seemed to be no turning.

"What...what's going on?" Conan Doyle came up, curled up, and squatted on the pipe. Along the way, her knees were a little worn. Although this posture was not elegant, it could make her feel better.

The body quickly corrects itself and replenishes ### physical strength.

The remaining people also imitated Conan Doyle's posture, sitting on the pipe, holding their knees with their hands, breathing heavily.

"Yin Hui, haven't we encountered some Taoism or ghost magic?" Huang Helou asked. He knew that Yin Hui was an expert in this field and must know about it.

"There is a kind of ghost technique called enchantment. You generally call it ghost beating the wall. If a ghost with high magic power performs this ghost technique, it can also cause such horrific results. I will try using Taoism to see if I can break this

Maybe something will be discovered once the barrier is broken. You all make some space, I need oxygen, otherwise I will go into shock due to excessive physical exertion."

Ouyang Xue looked up at him, hugged Yin Hui's arm with some distress, then slowly turned around and tried to stay away from Yin Hui.

The remaining people also moved back quickly to make a large space for him, and they tried their best not to breathe, so as to supply Yin Hui with the little oxygen inside.

He lay cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated, made a mudra with his hands, and placed them gently on his legs.

His breathing gradually became steady, and his complexion gradually changed from gray-white to blood-red. It felt like he had finally accumulated some physical strength, and the muscles on his arms swelled into a small ball, which showed how powerful he was.

call.

Taking a long breath, he slowly raised his hands, and two blood-red light balls formed on his palms, steadily emitting a red and blazing light.

Bang.

The two light balls exploded on his arms, and the strong explosion turned into two flames, rushing in all directions.

Wuwuwuwu, Wuwuwuwu. The ear-piercing ghostly howl sounded in the ears, it was extremely miserable and even more chilling than the howling of wolves in the middle of the night.

As the two flames became more and more intense, the howls of ghosts and wolves became louder, and at the same time, some looming ghosts also appeared on the four walls of the tube. Female ghosts with disheveled hair, hanged ghosts with their tongues sticking out and staring, gnawing at their arms in their mouths

A starving ghost, and a burned ghost whose whole body is burning with flames.

"break."

Yin Hui roared angrily, and the two flames burned stronger and stronger, and finally exploded.

Those ghosts were immediately turned into ashes and turned into small fragments, swallowed by the endless darkness.

puff!

As the small fragment disappeared, Yin Hui was also exhausted, vomited out thick dirty blood, and fell against the wall of the tube, making a dull sound.

"Yin Hui."

Conan Doyle, who was closest to Yin Hui, hurriedly climbed up, helped him up, and slapped his face hard to keep him awake: "Wake up, wake up, are you okay?"

He slowly opened his eyelids and saw Conan Doyle's red face sweating nervously. He smiled slightly and said, "It's not bad. I was very exhausted just now. Just let me rest for three minutes."

"Well, everyone spread out and let him breathe some fresh air." She put Yin Hui down again and directed the people behind her to retreat.

The person slowly withdrew from the range of more than ten meters.

"Wow, boss, Yin Hui is really great. There is a turning place here." Sun Dong, who was at the end, shouted.

"The turning interface?" Conan Doyle stood up excitedly, but with a bang, she bumped into the wall of the pipe, and she realized that she was still in the pipe hole.

"Have we been wandering in the same place just now?" She said with a self-deprecating smile: "It seems that we have encountered a strong enemy again this time."

"What? Did you find the turning point?" Yin Hui, who had been resting with his eyes closed, also asked.

"Yeah, it's a turning point. It looks like it's been there for a while. It's all covered with yellow iron filings. A small winter melon has been broken in some places, and you can vaguely see the intricate pipes underneath." Sun Dong observed carefully.

He spoke.

"Okay, let's continue walking. The boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the front. Maybe this pipeline is just a single pipeline, and we can really find the secret room where the cult's acquaintances gather." After saying that, he let go of his legs in anticipation and became half-kneeling on the ground.

Climbing over: "Let's keep looking."

"But, you..." Conan Doyle looked at him with some worry: "Is your body okay? Otherwise, you can rest here for a while. We will find the secret room and then tear open the spell to let you pass."

He shook his head and tried to pretend to be leisurely and contented: "Tsk, this little injury and pain is just a little kiss to me. Come on, don't worry about me."

She looked at Yin Hui with some hesitation, and saw his perseverance in his eyes. Her words could not change his stubborn thoughts.

At the moment, he could only acquiesce, turned around with difficulty in the pipeline, and told everyone: "Just take the turning channel and set off now."

Sun Dong took the lead and climbed into the passage with difficulty, and the people behind him also curled up and got in.

A rustling sound echoed in the small space.

It is very dry inside, with no moisture at all, and the pipe wall is covered with a thick layer of yellow iron filings. It will feel a little squeaky when you step on it with bare feet.

After walking a few more steps, they encountered a curved pipe again. Fortunately, the pipe only had such a curved branch, so they didn't have to face the trouble of making a choice.

Next, they encountered no less than dozens of turning pipes, all in one direction. They could feel that they had descended no less than thirty meters underground without realizing it.

But for some reason, there is a lot of oxygen in the passage. It is even richer and denser than the one above, and breathing for several people is not a problem.

Huang Helou, who noticed this phenomenon, said with an excited look on his face: "It seems that we are really going to reach our destination. Do you feel that the oxygen is getting denser and denser? This means that there must be an oxygen supply system.

It leads to the secret room below, and a lot of air in the secret room flows out through this pipe. We will definitely find the secret room by following the pipe."

This sentence gave everyone great encouragement, and they all quickened their pace and hurriedly climbed down the passage.

After such a long period of correction, Yin Hui's physical strength returned to normal, and with sufficient oxygen supply, his blood color gradually began to change.

"Ouyang Xue, are you okay?" He suddenly noticed that Ouyang Xue's crawling speed had slowed down.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Xue suddenly collapsed on the ground, motionless.

"Ouyang Xue." Yin Hui yelled, suddenly rushed forward, spread her body out in the narrow space, and kept shaking her head: "Wake up, wake up, what's wrong with you?

?Wake up quickly."

But her eyes were closed, her face was peaceful, and she was lying motionless.

"Artificial respiration." Huang Helou came up to take a look at her. Her face was pale and her limbs were weak. It was obvious that she had not adapted to the oxygen-rich environment, which caused her weak body to go into shock.

"Artificial respiration?" He was stunned for a moment.

"Why are you still standing there? I'm talking about you. Why don't you give artificial respiration quickly?" Huang Helou cursed.

Only then did he react. Looking at her handsome and soft face, he also said without shame: "Kill if you want. Anyway, I did it to save you."

He pursed his lips and gently kissed the lips as fresh as orange petals. Immediately, the sweet and fragrant smell lingered in his nostrils, making him reluctant to raise his head for a long time.

"Cough cough, cough cough." After a long time, Ouyang Xue coughed and slowly opened his eyes. The black eyeballs and the white whites of the eyes were so clear, as bright and beautiful as a baby's eyes.

"You..." Ouyang Xue suddenly sat up from the ground, stared at Yin Hui in horror, and backed away: "You... actually..."

"What's wrong with you, Ouyang Xue? You were unconscious just now. I just gave you artificial respiration." He explained quickly. His heart was also full of doubts. Why did she become so panicked at this moment?

The person in front of her was just a stranger.

"Look at the good things you did." Ouyang Xue cursed angrily, with a touch of sadness in his bright eyes: "Did I be frightened by you and cast a spell on me, so I am obedient to you?"

He coughed loudly because of his surprise, and stared at Ouyang Xue in disbelief: "Are you... okay? I didn't unlock your formation?"

The people behind him also looked at each other in disbelief.

"Stop talking, I know it all." Two lines of bright tears that had been lingering in her eyes finally flowed out: "You shameless person, I will never forgive you in my life."

Choked cries echoed in the small space, and every sound made Yin Hui's heart tremble and bleed.

Perhaps, I hurt her too deeply.

"Ouyang Xue, I can prove that this is all a misunderstanding. This is not Yin Hui's idea, but..."

Conan Doyle stepped forward and wanted to explain.

But Ouyang Xue didn't appreciate it at all, she cried even harder, turned around and crawled in the opposite direction.

Seeing her beautiful body turning around and crawling away with some fatigue, Yin Hui's heart skipped a beat, feeling indescribable heartache and sadness.

"Hurry up and apologize." Conan Doyle nudged him, who was already dumbfounded: "When did it happen that your face is so important? Explain it clearly to her, and then we take action."

He looked at Conan Doyle with some surprise. She nodded sincerely.

"good"

He said one word, and then quickly crawled towards Ouyang Xue, explaining as he climbed: "Ouyang Xue, I'm sorry, this is all my fault, but please listen to my explanation..."

She seemed not to hear and continued crawling forward.

"Ouyang Xue, I'm sorry. I apologize to you for what I just did. Tell me, what do you think of me?" Yin Hui did not give up the opportunity to apologize at all.

"Get out of here, keep getting out." Ouyang Xue cursed angrily and quickened his pace at the same time.

Yin Hui was a little excited by the scolding. He knew Ouyang Xue's temper. As long as the person she scolded, it meant that he was not reduced to the point of being torn into pieces in her heart.

"Ouyang Xue, curse a little more to relieve your anger and refresh yourself." He had no better way, so he had to say this.

But she suddenly stopped talking and just continued walking forward.

Looking at the weird Ouyang Xue, Yin Hui was filled with doubts. Not to mention how she suddenly woke up from the formation, her behavior at this moment was completely different from the Ouyang Xue he knew.

It doesn't look like the Ouyang Xue I know at all.

"Ouyang Xue, stop here." Tormented by doubts in his mind, he finally shouted.
To be continued...