We kept walking along that half of the road, combined with my aunt's memories, and soon arrived at a place with a wide view.

The ground is very flat with almost no gravel.

Behind is a towering mountain, and it is obvious that there is no road.

And all around there were hills and rocks as tall as a person, and the sudden appearance of the ground seemed very abrupt.

My intuition tells me that there is definitely a tomb under this flat ground, but the surrounding area is very open and you can see far away at a glance.

But even so, there was still no sign of the fat man, even if it was something deliberately left behind.

There must be some mechanism or secret door leading underground around here, otherwise there would be no way behind and the fat man would never disappear out of thin air.

Sure enough, just as I was thinking, my aunt suddenly ran aside. She quickly ran to a rock standing on the ground.

Then I saw her put her hand on the rock and started groping for it.

Just when I was wondering, my aunt suddenly stopped, then took out the dagger, pointed the tip of the knife at the rock, and inserted it hard.

Immediately, the part of the rock where the tip of the knife touched was dented in an instant, looking like a mechanism.

Immediately afterwards, my aunt took back the dagger, took a few steps back, and then waved to me, signaling me to come over.

I nodded immediately and ran behind my aunt.

Just when I stood firm, I heard a "bang" and the ground began to tremble.

I cursed in my heart and thought it was an earthquake, but then, the rock in front of me started to move!

I was suddenly shocked. The scene was extremely shocking. After a few seconds, the rock moved to the side, and a deep pit as wide as two people appeared in the place where the rock was.

It suddenly dawned on me that this rock was both a mechanism and a tomb door. It was so ingenious! It was wonderful!!!

It's not surprising that my aunt knew this was a mechanism. After all, she had been here before. Although the time was a little far apart, she could still remember the location of the mechanism.

My aunt was very professional. She took off a small bundle of nylon rope from her waist and tied it to a rock. Although the rock was relatively small, it was very strong.

Then he looked up at me and said to me:

"I'll go down first and wait until I respond to you before I go down."

As soon as I finished speaking, I held the rope with both hands and jumped down. I jumped with determination and a prodigal son who never looked back. I didn't even have a chance to respond.

Before I could react, it disappeared. I stared blankly at the deep pit like a black hole.

When the flashlight shines on it, it looks like there is nothing there, and the penetration is almost zero.

I called my aunt down several times, but after a few seconds, I didn't get any reply.

At that time, I thought that the sound could not be transmitted, so I picked up a few gravels at my feet.

I thought to myself, since the sound can't be transmitted, then if I throw a few stones, I can always hear it!

Then I judged based on the length of the nylon rope that the pit might not be deep.

Then if my aunt wants to respond to me, she can throw up the gravel again.

Thinking about it, I threw a piece of gravel down without hesitation. After about a few seconds, there was still no response.

I thought maybe I didn't hear it, so I threw a few more pieces, but this time.

As soon as the gravel was thrown down, a shout was heard from below.
Chapter completed!