Tomb Robbery: Go Through This Pen-Stealing World!

It's dark and damp inside.

The surrounding environment is so dark that you can't see your fingers, and the smell is extremely unpleasant.

And it is not known how the structure inside the chamber was built.

It stands to reason that a dark and damp place like this should be very cold.

But it's so hot and stuffy that it's like you're in a huge sauna or a big steamer.

And perhaps because of the lack of air circulation, the air here is very thin and it is difficult to breathe.

In this unbearable environment, it is difficult for the temperature of the human body to maintain balance.

So as a result, after only a few steps, Wu Ling's forehead and the tip of his nose were already oozing a little fine sweat.

Fine sweat ran down his neck and collarbones and into his clothes.

As a result, he was sticky, damp, and wet all over his body.

A moment later.

As the two of them gradually walked down the stairs, the temperature in the space became higher and higher, and it had gradually developed towards high temperatures.

Wu Ling's hair was sweaty on his cheeks, and the skin on his neck and behind his ears had already turned a faint red.

Especially the little red mole at the corner of his eye, which is even more red against the background of pale pink skin.

"It's hot.

Wu Ling muttered as he wrinkled his face and tore the buttons on his shirt and fanned himself with his hand.

He felt thirsty as he unbuttoned it, and the tip of his red tongue licked his somewhat dry lips.

Then his sweaty fingers took out the small yellow duck kettle in his backpack.

After Wu Ling opened the lid of the little yellow duck kettle, the tip of his tongue slightly took the transparent white hose, and took a large mouthful of water, and his Adam's apple kept rolling up and down.

Tiny droplets of water slipped down the corners of his mouth and down to his collarbone because he couldn't swallow it.

Because the dark passage is narrow and cramped.

So when Wu Ling was drinking water, his eyes inevitably saw the old brother in front of him, although there were some beads of sweat on his body, his face was still as usual, as if he didn't feel the stuffiness here.

Wu Ling looked at his elder brother's appearance as if his heart was calm and naturally cool, tilted his head, and couldn't help but ask with some doubts

: "Brother, aren't you hot?"

Wu Xian turned his head to look at him when he heard this, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "I'm okay." "

His physical constitution is quite special, and because he has been injected with some kind of deadly drug, some of his body's perceptions have been severely reduced.

So although there were some beads of sweat on Wu Xian's body at this time, he didn't feel the heat.

Wu Ling blinked his eyes after hearing his brother's words, and puffed out his face and sucked a large mouthful of water.

As he swallowed the water, he saw that his brother's lips were also a little dry.

He held the little yellow duck cup and handed it to him: "Brother."

Wu Xian looked at the somewhat childish duckling kettle that was handed to his mouth and was slightly stunned, and then bent the corner of his mouth to take a sip.

The duckling kettle was bought in a brick-and-mortar store in Hangzhou.

Because there is a starry flower painted next to the kettle, Wu Ling can't like it, so he has to hold and drink two pots every day.

The water in the kettle is also the mung bean soup that Wu Ling likes to drink.

Because he loves to drink, Wu Xian borrowed the kitchen of the hotel last night, boiled a large pot for his younger brother with the small pot he bought, and then put it in the refrigerator to chill it overnight.

Maybe it's because of the heat preservation of the kettle, the mung bean soup inside is still cold, which is very thirst-quenching.

After taking two sips, Wu Xian felt the dryness in his throat be soothed, so he pushed the kettle towards Wu Ling.

Wu Ling saw that he only drank one or two sips and stopped drinking, and asked a little puzzled

: "Brother, don't you drink?" Wu Xian shook his head, pinched his face, and said softly: "Brother doesn't drink, you drink."

"Okay~"

Wu Ling didn't resist a trace when he was pinched in the face, he held the kettle and drank a big sip of mung bean soup.

When Wu Xian was drinking water, he saw that he was sweating all over his body, and his white shirt was about to become transparent.

Especially the skin on Wu Ling's body, which was red because of the heat, looked like a little shrimp that was almost ripe.

Wu Xian knew that his younger brother was afraid of heat and his body was impatient, but he was still a little surprised to see this scene.

He reached out and touched Wu Ling's sweaty hair, and asked, "It's hot?" Wu Ling's hair

curtain was lifted open by Wu Xuan, revealing a smooth forehead stained with a little beads of sweat.

After hearing his brother's words, he made a wilting sound in his nose, and said with a little depression in his mouth:

"It's hot, I feel like I'm almost steamed, and I can serve it directly in the next second."

Wu Xian was amused by his statement, his fingers lightly pinched the tender meat on Wu Ling's face that had been raised by himself, and asked with a smile in his mouth:

"Steamed crayfish?"

Wu Ling heard the meaning of his brother's ridicule, but he was really hot at this time and was about to smoke.

I didn't have the energy to take care of this old brother who always liked to tease himself, so he just snorted lightly in his mouth, threw himself into his brother's arms, and muttered in a low voice:

"I don't like to eat steamed, I like to eat spicy."

Wu Xian hugged the child who was almost hot in his arms, curled his lips and chuckled: "When I go back, my brother will make it for you." "

Okay~ I love you, brother. "

Good. The

two of them talked stickily as they buried their heads in the road.

Soon they reached the first aisle, but this aisle was not the end.

The staircase turns a corner here and continues downward.

Wu Ling stood in the aisle, illuminated the dark passage above with a flashlight, and found that the distance between them and the place at this time was about ten meters high.

He pondered in his heart, it seems that their current location must be underground.

Could this staircase lead to the basement?"

he thought to himself as he followed his brother down.

Before they knew it, the two had come a long way.

But the cement staircase still seems to be bottomless, going straight down, and it is as black as an endless abyss.

The deeper you go, the stronger the smell of corpses in the air, and the temperature around you continues to rise.

Wu Ling could feel the sticky touch of his trouser leg sticking to his ankle.

Wu Xian in front also unbuttoned his clothes, and beads of sweat fell from the outside of his chin.

In this dreary environment, people can feel unusually depressed.

Wu Ling fanned the wind with the palm of his hand while talking to his brother:

"Brother, do you think this will be the place where they studied human experiments in the mental hospital before?"

Wu Ling asked this question not out of nowhere, or on a whim.

It's because he once watched a TV series adapted from a real situation, and the place where the mental hospital studied human experiments was in the basement.

In that film, the patient is like a fish on a chopping block, being used as an experimental subject by the perverted doctors who have lost their conscience.

Since there are a lot of bacteria in the human body, coupled with drug injections, the bacteria multiply faster.

Therefore, those perverted doctors who study human experiments will need to use high-temperature water guns to wash the laboratory every day to destroy the bacteria.

This led to the temperature in the experiment in the TV series, which was in a state of high temperature all year round.

Human experiments have been studied for several years, and the high temperature has lasted for several years.

In the film, even though the laboratory has been abandoned for decades, the scorching heat of the blast is still there.

It is said that this is the karmic fire of humans who have been tested to death when they are in pain and grief.

Prolonged.