Chapter 615

Thoughts were so confused that wasted time stood there for a long time.

When he reacted and looked at John again, he was suddenly happy.

This goods, unexpectedly, the whole person has been tightly attached to this stone wall, and the face and lips have been kissed, and the saliva has wetted a large area of the mossy stone wall.

But looking at his appearance, although he is crazy, he is helpless.

Finally, he should have felt that he could not open the wall, so he looked at the waste with his hot eyes: "Buddha, how can this stone wall be opened?"

"I don't know." Waste light said, but his eyes slowly swept to the stone wall.

Just now, he only wanted to use his divine sense to see if there were any treasures in it, but he really forgot to search where the mechanism of the stone wall was. Now John asked like this, which suddenly reminded the waste and forgot it.

So his eyes looked at the stone wall bit by bit, and his hands were not idle, but stroked on the stone wall and knocked from time to time.

Under the tap, the beeping sound gradually began to change, until it became solid.

The wasted eyes have seen one place, but they are different from others.

Because the lines on the stone wall here are different from the peeling marks.

He was stunned, then subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it gently.

"Click!"

His palm immediately sank, and a sound of gold and stone intersection suddenly rang in his ear.

Another moment later, I saw the stone wall in front of them, but it suddenly turned upside down, turning both sides.

In fact, it should be said that this stone wall, no, is a stone gate. It is the same on both sides. At the moment, it is on the inside, on the inside, on the outside.

"Buddha, are we in?" John looked at the waste with a strong color of shock, but in the depths of his eyes, he was overjoyed.

Idleness makes me happy immediately. In fact, I have long wanted to go in for treasure hunting, right?

It's just that I'm afraid I'm angry, so I'm so cute to ask, isn't it?

Well, anyway, I've seen it myself and there's nothing good in it. Let him go in.

Moreover, it's impossible for him to want to walk fast.

So he smiled in vain, but patted John on the shoulder: "John, you don't care about me, just look for your baby."

As soon as John was happy, a grateful smile appeared in his eyes, and then excitedly said to him, "Buddha, don't worry, I won't monopolize the baby when I find it, and I will let you decide."

In fact, this is really what he thinks at the moment.

It should be said that he is very clear now that he has wasted his strength and left wasted. He is here and has to wait for death.

Therefore, he naturally did not dare to do anything that made waste unhappy.

He didn't care about idleness. He waved his hand gently and asked him to look for treasure.

"Thank you, thank you!" John shouted with joy, and then ran in.

Then at the next moment, vanity heard a scream from John.

With the scream and the angry and dissatisfied voice of John, he shouted, "mud horse, is this a treasure or a ghost place? How could there be so many terrible bones? Moreover, there are many weapons. Are these people looking for treasures? As a result, they all wanted to swallow it alone, so... "

His voice went lower and lower, and in the end, it was almost invisible.

Even with the strength of wasted listening, I can't hear it.

But John himself spoke these words to his heart.

Because he suddenly remembered something.

Now, there are two people here, he and idleness.

And this treasure, but

Will the Buddha himself because of the treasure

His back was in a cold sweat in an instant. When the wind blew, it was so cold that he couldn't help shivering.

Then he felt his legs soft and sat down.

"Ah!"

As soon as he sat down, he jumped up again.

Then, he saw a knife inserted in his ass, blood gushing, and his pants were wet.

"Ha, this luck?" Idleness happened to come over, but he was surprised when he saw this scene.

He really didn't understand how John was stuck in his ass by the rusty broken knife?

In other words, this is a technical job!

So he walked up to John with a smile, frowned slightly, and asked softly, "John, what's the situation?"

"No, nothing." John saw the waste, but his face changed slightly, and then he waved his hand quickly.

But when he saw that he was bleeding like a column, his palm turned, and a porcelain vase immediately appeared in his hand. Then he walked towards John with a smile.

John's face had just changed color, but at this moment, it suddenly became extremely pale and without a trace of blood.

Moreover, his body trembled violently, subconsciously retreated, and his hands swung again and again.

In his mind, he thought of his own wishful thinking before. There was an idea that he wanted to kill people and monopolize the treasure!

So he subconsciously begged for mercy towards the waste and said, "Buddha, Buddha, don't, don't kill me, I, I don't want the treasure!"

When he heard this, he was stunned. Then he suddenly understood why he was so frightened. He immediately shook his head and said with a smile, "John, what are you thinking? If you wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have saved you."

Then he shook the porcelain bottle in his hand in front of John, and then said with a faint smile: "this bottle is my self-made healing medicine. Take it and apply it to yourself. Otherwise, just such a bleeding method, you don't need others to kill you, and you'll die here!"

"Ah?" John looked at vanity with disbelief. Then he saw that vanity stretched out his hand and threw the porcelain bottle directly to him. He subconsciously took it. He was trying to speak, but he saw that vanity didn't pay attention to him at all, but walked straight inside.

He was stunned for a moment, but the sharp pain in his ass woke him up. He reached out and touched it, but it was stained with the blood of his hands.

Moreover, he felt a little dizzy and dark eyed. When he thought of what he had just wasted, he immediately believed most of it.

Subconsciously, he opened the porcelain bottle, pulled out the broken knife inserted in his ass, and then sprinkled the powder in the porcelain bottle.

A cool feeling immediately passed from the ass. then, the originally severe pain seemed to stop in an instant.

No matter how stupid John was, he knew that the porcelain vase contained healing medicine, not murder poison.

As a result, his face suddenly turned red, but a thick apology poured out, but vaguely, it was also mixed with a sense of joy.

But in the twinkling of an eye, he suddenly became nervous again.

In my heart, I thought: would he be angry when he just talked to the Buddha like that?

If the Buddha is really angry, will he kill himself?

Or go out without yourself?

In such a mood of worrying about gain and loss, he moved forward at a loss. Unconsciously, he had walked through a long passage to the end of the chamber of secrets.