"Ghost hits the wall, ghost hits the wall, this is the legendary ghost hits the wall, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there is a way to crack, there must be a way to crack, let me think slowly, think slowly, and surely come out... "

The more comforted he was, the more cold and sad his voice appeared in the dark.

He got goose bumps on his own.

"It's over, it's over, I can't go out today, I will definitely die here..."

Suddenly he thought of Feng Chenglin's entrustment to him.

"The two guys, the two **** guys, they must have known that there was a ghost hitting the wall here, but they didn't say..."

Otherwise, why would Feng Chenglin let himself stay in place? ?

He also warned him that if he wanted to survive, he should be honest.

Damn it, he did it himself!

Why didn't he hold back and sneak out?

If you listen to them, stay in place obediently, and you won't fall into the desperate situation of ghosts hitting the wall.

The more Hua Tiehui thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved and terrified, and he couldn't help crying.

His cries traveled through a long channel and stretched around.

In such a confined and tortuous environment, his voice is like resonance in the whispering wall, looping, repeating, and spreading to the surroundings.

The spread of sound also produces vibrations, and the farther you go, the more obvious the effect of this sound vibration.

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu stopped almost at the same time.

They all felt the shaking under their feet.

Feng Chenglin subconsciously became nervous a lot: "Fuck, we two wouldn't carry it like this, right?! Just when we came here, there was an earthquake?"

Glancing around, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"In the earthquake in this place, the two of us were completely filled with dumplings!"

Ling Luoyu placed his palm on the rock wall, feeling the vibrations transmitted by the layers: "It's not like an earthquake, it's more like some kind of vibration from within us..."

Before he could say anything, he suddenly heard Hua Tiehui's cry.

"Fuck, what is this sound?" Feng Chenglin seemed to be frightened, and his whole body shivered: "We two went to the Yin Cao Jifu, did you hear ghost crying wolf howling?"

Ling Luoyu gave him a white look: "Do you want to go to the Yin Cao Netherworld?"

"Nonsense! My good life is just beginning, what kind of underworld? But..."

His expression was even more wrong, and his eyes became straightforward.

"Three, three young masters, you, you, don't miss me, you, you tell the truth with me..."

"Say what?"

"Just now, just now, when there was a shock just now, there was a cry, that cry... you, did you hear it?"

Ling Luoyu shook his head speechlessly: "I'm not deaf, I can't hear such a loud voice?"

"That's good, that's good, it scares me to death!"

Feng Chenglin rubbed his heart. Finally relieved a sigh of Yang Qi.

"I thought that the ghost crying wolf howling just now was only heard by me..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

This fat man is good with everything.

You don't even blink your eyes when you go up to the knife and down to the pan.

But a big and sturdy man who is one-meter tall and sturdy is not afraid of anything, just afraid of ghosts.

Feng Chenglin still had lingering fears and meowed his eyes around: "You don't know, I was abruptly just now. After hearing someone howl so loudly, I thought that the sound was a ghost in the Yincao Underworld, who was being fried and pulled out. What about the ghostly howling when the tongue is..."