Shén Fó Dòng (Lower)

  There is no doubt that this cave must have a secret passage.

  It is impossible for a person to disappear out of thin air in this world, there must be some reason, and what can cause this reason to occur, and take a person away within seconds, only one possibility, that is, this cave hides a secret passage.

  The most likely scenario is that there was a hidden compartment underground. At the time, it must have happened so quickly that Old Iron didn't have time to react; otherwise, his shotgun would not have been left behind, and it would have been possible for him to touch it even if it were just half a foot away from him. Therefore, the most likely scenario is that someone snuck up from behind Old Iron's position, probably after he had finished praying, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him into the lower hidden passageway, all without anyone noticing.

  As for the other party's motivation, it is temporarily not considered, finding talent is the key.

  The theory may be sound, but reality doesn't work that way. Lu Xun and I crawled close to the ground, searching in a carpet-like pattern, tapping every inch of the surface as time dragged on, my heart growing increasingly worried, because this meant the possibility of Lao Tie being in danger was getting bigger and bigger.

  Suddenly, Lu Xun turned around and looked up at the top. My line of sight followed him involuntarily, and my face changed color in an instant. We were all wrong. The reason why Lao Tie didn't react in time was not that someone suddenly drilled out from under his feet to attack him, but it came from directly above! The trace is not obvious, if you don't deliberately look for it, you can't find it at all.

  Before I walked out of the cave, I remembered very clearly that Lao Tie was kowtowing on the ground with his whole body, murmuring to himself in a very devout manner, completely immersed in his own world. At this time, if a piece of the top was quietly moved away after I walked out, then...

  It's a rope! A noose was tied on top and slipped over Old Iron's neck, pulling him up and dragging him upwards. Old Iron couldn't speak at all, and when he reached the top, that person directly knocked him unconscious and took him away. So, I misjudged the timing - it should have been when I walked out of the cave, the other side started acting, and I heard Old Iron's muffled groan, probably being hung from the top, wanting to resist but was knocked unconscious by the opponent.

  The cave of the gods has a height of over 2 meters, and there is nothing to step on around it. He looked at me continuously, "Come, I'll carry you up, push that stone and see." I instinctively shook my head, and before I could say anything, he glared at me: "I'm not trying to take advantage of you, or else would you carry me up? Can you carry me?"

  She fell silent for a moment, took two steps in that direction, and turned back to see him still standing there motionless. She gave him a sideways glance with an expressionless face and said, "What are you waiting for?" He was taken aback by her straightforward attitude, then reacted and quickly walked towards her, standing behind her. He seemed to hesitate for two seconds before speaking in a low voice: "I'm holding on." In my heart, I secretly smiled, not even bothering to care anymore - what's he afraid of?

  If it were in normal times, this proposal would be directly extinguished, but at the critical moment, it is extremely urgent. However, when his hands wrapped around my waist and his breath approached, I still stiffened all over. This was also the first time he had such close contact with me, and as my body was lifted up, my furrowed eyebrows never relaxed. When he lifted me to a certain height, I stretched out my hands, but they were still not enough.

  Helpless, I could only say: "No way, still can't make it." Hearing the voice behind me asking: "How much more do you need?" I estimated and replied: "About a foot." He put me down, then said: "Okay, I'll hold your legs, let you try to balance in mid-air, can you control your body balance?" I understood what he meant, he wanted to lift me up, with most of my body above his head, if I didn't grasp the balance well, I would fall.

  "Come on."

  This time he clung to my leg and slowed down when lifting it, I couldn't help but urge: "Hurry up, don't dawdle."

  A faint hum came from below, but the speed was still slow, I really had nothing to say to him.