"Ghosts beat the wall, ghosts beat the wall. This is the legendary ghost beat the wall. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. There are ways to crack it. There must be ways to crack it. Let me think slowly. I can think of it..."
The more he comforted himself, the colder and sadder his voice became in the dark.
He got goose bumps all over himself.
"It's over, it's over. I can't go out today. I'll die here..."
Suddenly he thought of Feng Chenglin's entrustment to himself.
"Those two guys, those two damn guys, they must have known that ghosts beat the wall here, but they didn't say..."
Otherwise, why does Feng Chenglin let himself stay where he is??
He also warned him that if you want to live, you should be honest and obedient.
Damn it, he killed himself!
Why didn't he resist sneaking out?
If you listen to them and stay where you are, you won't fall into the desperate situation of ghost beating the wall.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt oppressed and frightened. He couldn't help crying.
His cry spread through the long passage and spread all around.
In such a closed and tortuous environment, his voice is like a resonance on the echo wall, circulating, repeating and spreading around.
The spread of sound also produces vibration. The farther away, the more obvious the effect of sound vibration is.
Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu stopped almost at the same time.
They all felt the tremor under their feet.
Feng Chenglin was subconsciously nervous: "lying in the trough, we won't carry it like this?! When I first came here, I met an earthquake? "
Glancing around, he couldn't cry or laugh.
"In this place, the earthquake, we can be completely wrapped dumplings!"
Ling Luoyu put his palm on the stone wall and felt the vibration transmitted layer by layer: "it's not like an earthquake, but more like a vibration from our interior..."
Before the words fell, I suddenly heard the cry of Hua hammer.
"Sleeping trough, what's the sound?" Feng Chenglin seemed frightened and trembled: "can't we go to hell and hear ghosts crying and wolves howling?"
Ling Luoyu gave him a white look: "you just want to go to hell?"
"Nonsense! My beautiful life is beginning. What hell is going on? But... "
His expression was even more wrong, and his eyes became straight.
"Three, three little, you, you, you don't want me, you, you tell me the truth..."
"Say what?"
"Just now, just now, when it shook just now, there was a cry, that cry... You, did you hear it?"
Ling Luoyu shook his head silently: "I'm not deaf. I can't hear such a loud voice?"
"That's good, that's good, scared me to death!"
Feng Chenglin rubbed his heart. Finally, it eased Yang Qi.
"I thought I was the only one who heard the ghost crying and wolf howling just now..."
Ling Luoyu: "
This fat man is good at everything.
You don't even blink when you go up the knife mountain and down the oil pan.
But a tall man of 1.8 meters and a strong old man are not afraid of anything, just afraid of ghosts.
Feng Chenglin was still terrified and meowed around: "you don't know. I was cold just now. After hearing someone howling, I thought it was a fierce ghost in the hell. When he was fried and his tongue was pulled out..."
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