"Why can't I see anything? Arlene? Have you turned off the flashlight?"

The fat man shouted at me, but I didn't pay attention at all.

I thought that this fat man's performance once was not enough, but he did it again.

Without even looking at the fat man, I turned around and walked behind the stone gate.

Only when I got behind the stone gate did I know.

Why would that group of tomb robbers rather dig a hole next to it than open this stone door?

There are densely packed, very small mechanisms attached to the surface of the stone door.

And in the middle of those small organs, there is a large square organ connected to it.

I have seen this structure of the tomb door in my father's notes.

This is the extremely rare "Dark Death Door".

As long as this door is opened by external force from the outside, the pressure plate under the stone door will immediately open a large mechanism.

The big mechanism will be triggered together with countless small mechanisms, forming a butterfly effect.

In one moment, all hidden weapons and traps will be opened.

Although the tomb passage is long, it is narrow and there is no room to escape from the left or right.

It's easy to hide when one mechanism is triggered, but if multiple mechanisms are triggered at once, it will be difficult to fly even with wings!

If all the mechanisms happen to be stone arrows, they will be shot into a hornet's nest within three seconds.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but admire the cleverness and wisdom of this tomb builder.

This kind of design is no different from the "wooden ox and flowing horse" invented by Zhuge Liang, it is simply ingenious!

But when I thought that this thing was used to deal with tomb robbers, I suddenly felt a chill in my back.

I couldn't help but feel a little scared, thinking that I was lucky that it hadn't been opened. If it had been opened, the consequences would be really disastrous.

However, at this moment, the fat man shouted, pulling me out of this stone gate fantasy.

Just listen to the fat man yelling:

"Arlene! Where are you! Turn on the light quickly! It's too dark!"

I shook my head and sighed, thinking whether the fat man was childish or not, he was meaningless, and he didn't know what he was pretending to be.

I turned around impatiently and yelled at the fat man:

"I said, Fatty, are you done with it? Why are you making trouble if you don't do business?"

The fat man was bent over with his back to me. When he heard my voice, he immediately turned to face me.

I watched the fat man's hands spread out, waving constantly, groping around him.

When I saw it, it was definitely a prank by the fat man, and I thought to myself that this damn fat man was really good at it.

If I hadn't been deceived by fat people so many times, I would definitely believe it.

I shouted to the fat man again:

"Damn fat man! Stop acting! Go inside quickly!"

With that said, I turned around and prepared to leave.

Just when I turned around, I suddenly glanced.

There seemed to be something wrong with the fat man's eyes at this time.

He kept blinking, as if trying to see clearly what was in front of him.

I realized something was wrong, at least 12 out of 10.

He hurriedly ran to the fat man and asked:

"Fat man! What's wrong with you?"

When the fat man heard me coming, he stretched out his hand towards me. When I saw this, I grabbed the fat man's arm.

"Arlene! Stop playing around and turn on the flashlight. You can't see anything in the tomb. It's too intrusive."

The fat man raised his head and looked at me as he spoke.

The moment the fat man raised his head, I was shocked!

I saw that the fat man's eyes seemed to be covered with a white film.

It was tightly attached to the fat man's eyeball.

The entire eye turned white, and the pupils were not visible at all, only the whites of the eyes were left.

I looked into the fat man's eyes in astonishment and was at a loss for a moment.

I stretched out my hand and made a few gestures in front of the fat man's eyes, asking him if he could see it or even feel it.

But the fat man shook his head and said impatiently:

"Okay Arlene! Stop playing around and turn on the lights. Working in the dark is like playing the fiddle in your crotch. It's so nonsense!"

I swallowed my saliva and said to the fat man in a stuttering voice:

"Fat... Fatty! Do you think... is there a possibility... that this flashlight is on?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I have the flashlight in my hand, how can I know whether it is on or not?" The fat man asked back:

"It's not like I'm blind, just leave it here for me to relieve my boredom!"

I coughed softly and bowed my head.

"It's not you who are stupid! You should give me the flashlight..." The fat man suddenly paused, as if he realized something, and asked:

"I...am I blind?"

I didn't say anything and just hummed again.

The fat man heard my response and cursed:

"wipe!"

Then he asked me in horror:

"How could I be blind now? I was fine just now! How could I be blind!"

He quickly grabbed my hand:

"Arlene! Please help me! I can't be blind! If I'm blind, I won't survive!"

After saying that, the fat man sat down on the ground, his head dropped deeply to his chest, and he began to sob softly.

I looked at the fat man and felt heartbroken.

If you cover your eyes on a daily basis, even if you are surrounded by familiar surroundings, you will inevitably bump into them.

What's more, it's still in a tomb or a water tomb. There are too many uncontrollable factors.

It's not safe for normal people to be in there, let alone the fat man who is now blind.

If I encounter something again, I really want to run and I don’t know where to run.

I was thinking about it, and wondered why this fat man suddenly became blind? If he accidentally hit it, it would definitely leave scars.

But I looked around the fat man and didn't find a scratch or bruise on the fat man's eyes.

I couldn't figure it out, wondering if there might have been some kind of poison that made the fat man suddenly blind.

Thinking of this, I quickly asked the fat man:

"Fat man, have you ever had any discomfort in your eyes before, or were you rubbed by something?"

The fat man said nothing and still maintained the same posture as before.

When I saw something was wrong, I thought to myself: Could it be that my ears are also deaf?

Just as he was about to ask again, the fat man raised his head instantly.

Those eyes with only the whites really startled me!

The fat man faced me and said:

"Yes! When we walked past the Buddha statue before, my eyes suddenly felt as if there was sand in them. It really hurt me!"

I nodded. Indeed, I turned back and saw the fat man rubbing his eyes.

There were loess walls there, and there was a lot of soil. I thought it was sand, so I didn’t take it to heart.

At this time, I remembered that the fat man's blindness was probably related to that time.

But soon I felt something was wrong. If the sand got in my eyes, my eyes would be sore at most, but it would not lead to total blindness.

Could it be that there was something else that caused the fat man to go blind?

But if there was something else, and I was there at the time, why did the fat man become blind? But I was fine?

Or should I say that the thing that fell into the fat man's eyes was not the usual sand.

or......
Chapter completed!