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With a plop, it landed heavily.

The falling distance is actually not high, about five or nine meters.

But it was pitch black all around, and nothing could be seen, which directly caused Master Yong to lie down on the ground in a very unsightly manner.

There were mud and stones on his back, and his back and buttocks hurt from the crackling.

Fortunately, no big rocks fell, otherwise, he would have been crushed to death in this inexplicable place.

The ground shook gently, slowly calming down.

Yong Bowen shook off the mud and sand on his head and face, slowly got up, it was pitch black, there was no light at all, and when he looked up, it was dark and he couldn't see it clearly, so he pinched the formula, snapped two fingers of his right hand, and automatically A small flame appeared from the fingertips.This is the authentic Sanzhenhuo, but Yong Bowen's mana is limited, so only a small handful can be produced. In addition to occasionally being used for emergency burning talismans on weekdays, there is no flashlight for lighting at night. role.

The light from the tiny flames and candles can only illuminate a range of several meters in front of and behind the body, and it is impossible to see clearly from farther away.

The only thing Yong Bowen can be sure of is that what he is currently in is not a very narrow pothole, but a space with a considerable capacity.

He pondered for a while, knelt down to brush off the floating dirt, and looked at the ground carefully.

The ground here is actually smooth and flat, all paved with large stone slabs.

An artificial space.

Under the small temple, there is such a darkroom-like space, which is really unexpected.

Yong Bowen was waiting to take a closer look, when he suddenly heard a faint moan not far away, he quickly followed the sound with a flame in his hand, and after walking two steps, he saw a person lying on the ground, it was Haruko Sakurai.

At this moment, Haruko Sakurai was disheveled, her face was disheveled, her clothes were torn, and her leg was covered in blood. It was obviously seriously injured, and she was struggling to sit up.

Yong Bowen hurried over, supported Haruko Sakurai, and asked, "How is it?"

"I hurt my leg."

Sakurai Haruko's voice was trembling, as if she was in extreme pain and fear.

Yong Bowen was about to go over to check how the injury was, but Haruko Sakurai suddenly hugged him tightly backhanded.

This sudden attack startled Master Yong, and the three truths in his hands were wiped out.

Darkness returned to the surroundings, the fragrance in front of the nose was lingering, and Haruko Sakurai's flustered and weak voice came to her ears.

"Don't leave me, don't leave me."

Repeatedly, just these five words, but the arm around Yong Bowen is getting tighter and tighter.

Yong Bowen felt that his neck was about to be strangled, his breathing was short of breath, and he was almost suffocated. He struggled to break away Sakurai Haruko's hand, took a long breath, and comforted him in a low voice: "Miss Haruko, don't be afraid, I will To see your legs."

However, Haruko Sakurai hugged Yong Bowen's shoulder tightly again, refusing to let go no matter what, just kept whispering: "Don't leave me, don't leave me."

This chick is afraid of the dark?

Yong Bowen hurriedly freed his right hand, chanted the mantra silently, and rubbed out a wisp of the Three Real Fires again.

Under the faint light of the fire, Sakurai Haruko's face was pale, as if she was dead, her lips trembled slightly, it seemed that she was quite frightened.

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave, let me see the wound on your leg!"

Yong Bowen comforted softly, Sakurai Haruko relaxed slightly, and slowly let go of her hand.Yong Bowen moved the flames to her leg and saw a long gash on her thigh, the flesh was rolled up, and the blood flowed horizontally. Simple wrapping treatment.

What needs to be said is that the kimono Yong Bowen is wearing is still made of pure cotton, light and soft, which is quite suitable for bandages.

After bandaging the wound, as soon as Yong Bowen straightened his body, Haruko Sakurai hugged him tightly again, hanging on him like a koala.

Yong Bowen felt that the two gentle masses on his back were close together, and he couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart. Fortunately, he has practiced Taoist magic since he was a child, and his spiritual platform is clear, and his will is still firm. : "Miss Haruko, are you afraid of the dark?"

"I'm not afraid of the dark." Haruko said after a moment of silence, "I have claustrophobia."

Although I don't know much about medical knowledge, it's easy to understand that you can guess the approximate name of the disease just by hearing it.Moreover, Yong Bowen remembered that this disease was also mentioned in a horror movie I watched before. People with this disease often panic so much in a dark closed space that they lose their mind and do some crazy things Come.

"It's not an enclosed space."

Yongbo tries to comfort Haruko Sakurai.

"I saw the ground just now. It is paved with stone slabs. This place should be artificially built. There must be an exit. Even if there is no exit, there is still a hole for us to go out. You can take a rest here first. I will look around. look."

"No, don't leave me." Haruko Sakurai seemed to regard Yong Bowen as a life-saving straw, not only did not let go, but hugged him even tighter, unconsciously wriggling her body.

Yong Bowen felt that the two balls clinging to his back kept rubbing against his back, and he was really fascinated, so he coughed dryly and said, "Miss Qingzi, I won't go far, we have to leave here as soon as possible. If there is another shock here If it collapses, we will be buried alive."

These words made Sakurai Haruko tremble involuntarily, "Then why don't you go and look for her behind my back?" Although the tone was pleading, there was no relaxation in the tightly hugged arms.

Yong Bowen had no choice but to stand up with all his strength, put Haruko Sakurai on his back, chose a direction at random, and walked forward cautiously.

This is a man-made space. No matter which direction you choose, you will not go far before you will hit a wall. At that time, you can make a basic judgment on the size and direction of this space based on the wall.

But to Yong Bowen's surprise, he walked for a long time without encountering any walls or obstacles blocking him.

People tend to lose the sense of time and space in the dark, so Yong Bowen kept his steps consistent from the beginning, and silently counted the number of steps he walked.

At this time, he has walked more than 3000 steps, and each step is about half a meter, which is a distance of [-] meters.

He actually walked a full three miles in the space on the ground, but there was still no end.

How big is it here.

Yong Bowen felt a little flustered in his heart, so he quickly took a few deep breaths to calm himself down as much as possible, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and then extinguished the three real fires at his fingertips. Although the small flames can't consume much mana, they can't be wasted endlessly like this .

As soon as the flames disappeared, Haruko Sakurai couldn't help but let out a low cry, and hugged Yong Bowen's arms tightly for three minutes, Le De Yong rolled his eyes, doubting that he would be strangled to death by this little woman if he went on like this.

Sakurai Haruko asked tremblingly, "Is there no way out?"

Yong Bowen explained: "This place seems to be very big. It's not an option to walk blindly. Let's take a break first and let me think about it." Sitting down, Sakurai Haruko suddenly yelled: "No, I can't stay here, I'm going crazy, I want to get out of this damn place!" He let go of his arms, and ran forward like crazy, but did he run away? In two steps, he fell to the ground in one somersault.

It's really fast to rise up and fall fast.

Yong Bowen quickly chased after him, trying to help Sakurai Haruko up, but just as soon as he bent down, Sakurai Haruko put his arm around his neck, brought him down involuntarily, and bumped his head against her. arms.

The sweet and greasy aroma fills the nostrils, and the two peaks on the side of the face are facing each other, warm and attractive.

"I don't want to die here, don't leave me." Sakurai Haruko murmured, her tone was crazy but there was a sense of emptiness, it sounded like she was sleepwalking.

"I won't go, let me go first, okay?"

It was really hard for Yong Bowen, his head was stuffed between those two breasts, not to mention it was extremely difficult to breathe. What's worse, under this strong temptation, the most natural animal nature of a man was lurking in him. Something was about to move, as evidenced by an organ that had swollen and swollen to the point of pain.

At this moment, Yong Bowen inexplicably remembered an ancient sage, Comrade Liu Xiahui.

When he read about the deeds of this true gentleman who is not chaotic in his arms, he didn't feel anything, but now he experienced this kind of temptation for himself, and he couldn't help but have some malicious guesses. It’s not hard, is it so hard that it hurts, and it’s really admirable to be able to bear it like this, but did you find a way to solve it afterwards?

"Don't, you lied to me. That's how you lied to me at the beginning. As soon as I let go, you will leave me and never come back! I will never let go again, never leave you again, we will be together forever Is it? Only by your side, I will not be afraid of the dark, and I will not be afraid of everything in this ghost place."

Hmm...Yong Bowen realized that Haruko Sakurai was obviously in a state of confusion, and he probably imagined him as someone who had left her, and judging from what she said, the relationship between the two was clearly Very ambiguous.

"I won't lie to you, I will never leave, you let go."

Yong Bowen swore sullenly.

"Then you kiss me first, and I will believe you."

Uh... this is really... embarrassing.

Yong Bowen struggled for three seconds, and finally decided that he should not be too rigid about the details at this critical moment, and immediately agreed, "Okay, let go first, and let me look up."

"What are you looking up, don't you like to kiss me the most? You always hold on to it and even reach in to kiss me."

Sakurai Haruko became short of breath.

Yong Bowen was feeling baffled, and just as he was wondering what the words meant, Haruko Sakurai tore open his skirt.

A pair of proud snow peaks were immediately exposed to the sky