Death Inquisitor

After he turned on the flashlight, the light from the flash immediately illuminated his eyes. He was all stone bricks on the top, bottom, left, and right, and he looked like a corridor.

However, Zheng Haifeng has not seen such a strange corridor in his life.

Zhao Shangao also woke up at this time. When he saw all this in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person's face became very ugly.

He asked in panic: "Where is this place?"

Zheng Haifeng turned his head and said with a slight trembling voice: "I don't know where this is, but I seem to remember that the two of us received the death notice."

Zhao Shan was silent for a moment, swallowing hard, swelling his throat knot, and sweating coldly on his forehead.

After a while, he suddenly knelt down on the ground and shouted loudly: "Death magistrate, magistrate! I already know wrong, I beg you, okay, just let me go this time."

His voice was very loud, echoing throughout the corridor-like place.

The nervous Zheng Haifeng was shocked by Zhao Shangao's sudden shock.

Then he slapped on Zhao Shangao's head and yelled: "Are you **** sick? Do you think it's useful to ask for death judges like this? I tell you, death judges will never let you go. ."

Zhao Shangao turned his head and said with a cry: "Then tell me, what should the two of us do now? I don't want to die yet!"

"Don't **** quarrel." Zheng Haifeng said impatiently: "Me too, I don't want to die!"

His face looked very annoyed, and he regretted it.

But there is no regret to buy medicine in this world, and people who have died can't be resurrected.

There is no need for people like him to continue to survive in this world.

"If you want to survive, you can only rely on your own death to judge, and you will never let us go."

Zheng Haifeng said in a deep voice: "Have you ever seen a death magistrate let go of a person who has been tried? Don't be naive, asking for mercy is useless."

Zhao Shangao became embarrassed: "Then... what should we do now? We don't even know where this is, how can we get out from here."

At this time, Zheng Haifeng had no patience to talk to Zhao Shangao.

"I don't care about you! If you are willing, just go with me. If you don't, you will stay here and wait to die."

After talking, Zheng Haifeng, without any hesitation, just found a direction to start walking forward.

Anyway, I don’t know where to go, so all directions are the same. In this case, Zheng Haifeng can only choose to bet his luck.

Zhao Shangao looked at Zheng Haifeng really gone, and immediately panicked. He immediately got up from the ground and followed Zheng Haifeng with a flashlight.

The two did not go far, they saw a wall, as if they had reached the end.

Zhao Shangao wanted to ask Zheng Haifeng what to do now.

Zheng Haifeng turned around without hesitation and walked back, saying at the same time: "If this direction is wrong, we will go the other way."

But he just turned around and took two steps, and he felt as if he stepped on something protruding.

After a series of "click-click" voices, a downward stone ladder appeared in front of them.

There was some consternation on the faces of the two people, showing that they did not expect that there would be an organization in such a place.

Zhao Shangao looked at Zheng Haifeng again: "Where should we go now? The Six Gods who have been scared now have no masters, and they have no idea of ​​their own."

Instead of remembering to answer Zhao Shangao's words, Zheng Haifeng began to look around carefully. After a while, he was not very sure and said, "Are you two of us now in a tomb?"

"Look at this road, I always feel like a tomb." Zheng Haifeng did not know whether to convince himself or Zhao Shangao to say such a word.

Zhao Shangao didn't think about it in the first place, or he didn't dare to think about it. But now that Zheng Haifeng came out like this, he suddenly felt that there was such a possibility, and the possibility was very great.

Zhao Shangao said: "Then that... there will be no dumplings here? Is it a zombie!"

Zheng Haifeng was shocked, but said on his mouth: "You read more **** grave robbing novels, how could there be any zombie in this world. Don't **** scare yourself here."

Zhao Shangao hesitated and said, "What should we do now? I think this is really a tomb."

"What else can I do?" Zheng Haifeng said with a helpless look: "Trying to get out from here, otherwise what else can you do?"

Zhao Shangao knew that Zheng Haifeng was telling the truth, and he could only sigh heavily and fell silent again.

At this time, Zheng Haifeng said to himself, "Since this stone staircase road appeared only after I stepped on the organization, then it means that this road can lead to the tomb?" Should I go back now?"

Then he thought about it again: "It's not right. If it's really a tomb, how could it be possible to build such a secret passage that leads to his tomb."

Things are related to his own life and death, and Zheng Haifeng can't make a decision.

After a while, he just gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, let his mother continue to move forward. The big deal is death!"

Zheng Haifeng, who had made up his mind, immediately made up his mind and walked down the stone ladder.

Zhao Shangao followed Zheng Haifeng without a word, and he was ashamed at this time.

The two followed the stone ladder to the bottom. What appeared in front of them was a tomb, which was empty and nothing.

But at this time, the two of them can also be sure that this place is indeed a tomb.

Opposite them there is a stone door with an iron ring on it, which should look like it can be pulled apart.

Both have reached this point, and there is nothing to hesitate. He walked straight to the front of the stone gate, Zheng Haifeng reached out his hand and began to pull it up hard.

As a result, he found that the stone door was very difficult to open. He had exhausted his full strength, but the door was still. There was no response at all.

Under desperation, he had to say to Zhao Shangao: "Come and help!"

Zhao Shangao only reacted at this moment, "Uh" shouted, and hurried over. ..

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