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Innocent...who is it?

The "corridor" is very long, so long that the fat man thought he could drill a hole and get out directly.

"Grandma's, how far is it? This, I must have run at least five kilometers! Fatty, I'm going to be exhausted."

Zhang Qiling slowed down and quickly looked around, groping on the walls from time to time.

The walls next to this road changed from wood to stone walls, which were very smooth and were dug manually. They didn't go the wrong way, but they didn't know why there was such a long "corridor".

The fat man saw the younger brother groping for the mechanism, while he secretly rested against the wall. Just take a break, just a little while.

My legs are a little numb, but that shouldn't be a big problem.

There are no twists and turns or other traps. Either this road is so long or this road is a mechanism.

It's also possible that the road was the same and they were following it in circles unintentionally.

Zhang Qiling left a mark at a place, turned around and called the fat man out.

The fat man was unconscious and leaning against the wall. His face was a little pale. The blood on his face had solidified and some of it had dried and fallen off.

Zhang Qiling raised her hand and touched the fat man's forehead. The temperature was normal, as was his neck, but his lips were black.

Poisoned!

When the fat man rolled up his trouser legs, the area bound by the bandage had turned purple due to lack of blood circulation. After untying it, before Zhang Qiling could take a closer look at the wound, red blood flowed out from the wound.

Is there no poison in the blood?

Zhang Qiling quickly tied it up again, but it was not as tight as the fat man's, and the blood would still slowly seep through the bandage and flow out. Then he opened a not-too-deep wound on his arm and let blood drip into the fat man's mouth.

Kirin blood can detoxify and kill people.

He didn't know why he did this, he just knew that this person was very important and nothing could happen to him. After resting on the spot for twenty minutes, the blood had some effect. The fat man's lips were no longer so black, and his consciousness became somewhat clearer.

After Fatty Youyou woke up, Zhang Qiling stood up and said, "Let's go."

The fat man was a little silent along the way. He was not a fool. The taste of rust in his mouth was the little brother's blood. Even if he is given by heaven, he will still care about his brother.

I really don’t know whether to be happy or worried.

The two of them left a mark every ten steps they took, and tied ropes around their bodies, with a gap of ten steps. They walked and stopped in the "corridor" to look for exits or connections.

His body became more and more exhausted, and before he could find the exit, Zhang Qiling fell to the ground in a daze in front of the fat man. The fat man wanted to catch him, but exhaustion and weakness made him move slowly.

The fat man's trembling hands tested Zhang Qiling's breath, which was weak.

"It's okay, it's okay. Tell me why you didn't say anything that you couldn't hold on any longer."

"It's also my fault. You weren't feeling well, and you had your blood taken out, and you were ordered by heaven. It's all because of Fatty's carelessness. We two brothers will rest here for ten minutes, and Fatty will take you out in ten minutes."

Lie on the ground and look above your head. I've been going around for a long time, but I still haven't found a mark. Could it really be that long? Wouldn't it be hollowing out the mountain?

Awesome!

Ten minutes later, the fat man carried Zhang Qiling on his back and limped forward. He used the other end of the rope to hang the backpack behind him and walked leaning on the inside. If there are slowing turns, the pack will be stopped, so you can know whether one of the judgments is correct.

Stop and go, one mark for every ten steps.