Pretty little pitiful always in the Shura field [unlimited]

"How is it? Is there any pain?"

Feng Jiang dragged Jin An out, and with Li Jue's help, he untied the wooden thorns that hung his trousers and pressed the soft flesh, so the rest was much easier.

Jin An was dejected, feeling that he had lost face. Although he felt that his butt was being squeezed, he was afraid that Feng Jiang would ask more questions, so he shook his head and said no.

Bai Nen's little face was lying on the ground covered with ashes, smelling pink, looking pitiful and cute, Feng Jiang's Adam's apple pressed down, "Mm": "Then let's go."

Jin An nodded: "Yeah."

Before leaving, Feng Jiang didn't forget to block the small hole with weeds. Jin An squatted aside and whispered thank you to Li Jue. The people inside couldn't speak, so they only knocked on the wooden wall twice in response.

The dungeon task was not completed, and they were restricted by the rules and could not leave the village. The only place the two could go was the ancient tomb.

Jin An whispered to Feng Jiang as he walked, "That evil ghost said that the ancient tomb doesn't belong to him, and he doesn't seem to be able to get in."

The second half of the sentence is Jin An's own deduction, and he was not very confident when he said it. After all, the time parameter is not enough. He and Feng Jiang only went in once, and the evil spirit may have something to do and didn't follow.

Feng Jiang gave a light "um" and said to go in first.

In the five days since entering the dungeon, he went up the mountain three times. When no one was watching, Feng Jiang also went to the village to explore the road, and he had completely figured out the course of action of the villagers.

In the past, he didn't go out very often, let alone approach Jin'an's house at the head of the village, but today's situation is special. Feng Jiang was worried that if he walked the same way, he would meet a group of people who were beating gongs and drums outside Jin'an's earthen house in the morning, so he had to take a detour.

The detour is another mountain that Jin'an ran into in a hurry last time. Compared with the ancient tomb mountain that was specially developed by the villagers, it is obviously much more rugged. Jin'an was led along the way. , the feet are muddy, and there is still fog in the mountains and forests in the early morning. Jin'an can't see the road clearly when he has something to do, and he has to look down at his feet.

It took almost half an hour to go up the mountain. Jin An was standing panting in front of the ancient tomb when he suddenly heard a sound erupting from the bottom of the mountain.

"Run away! The bride has run away!"

The village head's angry roar came from the foot of the mountain through the mist. Jin An and Feng Jiang looked at each other, and quickly opened the cave door to enter.

The wolf-shaped stone sculpture was still standing at the entrance of the ancient tomb. Feng Jiang pressed the secret door switch on the wolf, and the sealed mountain immediately opened.

"Let's go." Feng Jiang flashlighted, leading Jin An to walk ahead.

The moment the two of them entered, the mountain closed again. Jin An noticed that the small holes dug out by Fengjiang last time were all sealed together, as if someone would replace the damaged wall regularly.

It was Jin'an's first time entering the ancient tomb. There was no light from the entrance of the cave, and the inside was a completely closed space. It was dark and the oxygen was thin.

He was afraid of this kind of environment, so he couldn't help getting closer to Feng Jiang, almost half of his body clinging to Feng Jiang's arm.

"Don't be afraid." Feng Jiang comforted Jin An in a low voice.

Jin An hummed, but still followed the person closely.

The darkness next to it seems to be able to eat up, and the bright light of the flashlight can only illuminate a small area in the past. Jin An despises the ugly rubber shoes. The patterned cloth shoes he wears these days are as wet as the mountain road. Jin An walked for a while The soles of my feet feel cold.

The trail behind the secret door is very long, and Jin An felt like he had walked for a long time before he finally saw the new wall.

The light from Fengjiang's flashlight shined on it, showing a relief of white cranes, standing or flying, with different things in their mouths, such as flowers and grass, ears of wheat, jade pendants and so on.

"The mute said that the most they can go is here. Judging from the distance, it should be in the middle of this mountain."

Feng Jiang raised his head slightly, looked at the reliefs on the wall, and said: "They don't know how to open this door. According to the records of the Xia Dynasty, the national teacher is cold, noble and pure, and likes the crane pattern the most. This door may be related to him." related."

"However, there are very few records about the Xia Dynasty's national teacher in the history books, and I don't know him well."

Jin An was stunned when he heard Xia Chao's national teacher, his eyes widened slightly.

The hand holding Feng Jiang's arm was unconsciously clenched. Feng Jiang thought he was afraid, and looked down at him: "Don't worry, there is no mechanism here."

Jin An replied humbly.

Time was running short, Feng Jiang was worried that the village chief and the others would guess that they went up the mountain to enter the tomb, so Feng Jiang hurriedly changed the topic back.

"If we can't find the secret door switch, we can only try to blow it up."

There is a miniature bomb in the bag that Feng Jiang is carrying, which was brought by the character set when he entered the dungeon.

Jin An felt uncomfortable. Using explosives in such a confined space might be injured by the splashed stones. If the movement is too loud, it might attract the villagers down the mountain, but it seems that other suitable methods have been found. up.

Jin An pursed his lips and looked up at the paintings on the wall, trying to find clues to open the door.

This copy is about him.

This is the premise that Jin'an has identified from the very beginning. He needs to help the player complete the mission, and the player's mission can also provide clues for his mission.

The experience of the last dungeon told him that there must be something related to him in the dungeon, maybe caught in a series of small difficulties for the players, this dungeon is a punishment dungeon for the players, maybe because they don’t know about Jin’an, Without Jin'an, players cannot find the correct answer to clear the level from unknown and unmentioned clues.

Jin An followed his inner guess, looking for things related to himself from the relief murals, and finally found something familiar from the mouth of a crane.

"It's here!"

Jin An's eyes lit up, and he pointed to the mouth of the little crane covered by the wings of a big crane.

The little crane is petite, almost completely covered under the wings of the solitary crane, with only a small head exposed, which is easy to miss if you don't look carefully.

And there was an earring in his mouth.

Feng Jiang followed Jin An's gaze, then shifted his gaze to Jin An's face, as if he was excited to find a clue, his beautiful face was pink, like a porcelain doll under the light of a white flashlight.

The excited expression is also the same as that of the little white crane in the painting.

so cute.

This was Feng Jiang's first thought, and the second was how did Jin An know?

Jin An didn't know that Feng Jiang doubted his thoughts, so after finding the switch, he directly tapped the earring with his finger.

The raised relief immediately retracted into the mountain wall, followed by the sound of the mechanism ringing, and the sound stopped abruptly after only two seconds.

"Why don't you open it?" Jin An knocked on the stone wall twice with some doubts, but the stone wall remained motionless.

He frowned and looked at Feng Jiang, seemingly puzzled. Feng Jiang lowered his eyes and was about to speak, but he didn't know what he saw, and pulled Jin An back.

Jin An only felt that his body was empty, and then his body fell uncontrollably.

Jin An didn't even have time to scream, the speed of gravity's pull blocked the sound in his throat, Feng Jiang held Jin An's waist tightly with one hand, and pulled him into his arms as much as possible.

No one expected that the secret door of the ancient tomb was at the foot, and the flashlight fell at the same time. With the flickering light, they could see the hollow dodging the dark vines on the mountain wall, and there was the sound of rushing water in their ears.

Before landing, Feng Jiang quickly grabbed one.

The huge gravity made him continue to slide down after grabbing it. Fortunately, the friction between the palm and the leafy vines slowed down the speed, and finally stopped at a certain moment, hanging in the air.

Jin An was tightly bound by his strong arms, and he hugged Feng Jiang's waist with his eyes closed. Although he was wearing long-sleeved clothes, they were scratched a lot in the friction with the mountain wall, and the sides of his hands were burning and painful, but Jin An was afraid of affecting Feng Jiang, so he didn't dare to say a word, and he dared not open his eyes until he stopped.

The flashlight fell to the bottom, and was washed away by the water with a splash, and it was dark when I opened my eyes.

"do not move."

Jin An let go of his hand and wanted to touch the side, but Feng Jiang stopped him with a muffled voice.

Jin An raised his head and asked, "Have you arrived yet?"

He thought he was about to reach the surface.

In the darkness, he couldn't see clearly the veins on Fengjiang's forehead and arms exposed. The weight of the two of them plus a backpack made his arm holding the vine almost congested.

Feng Jiang hugged Jin An tighter, then gritted his teeth and said: "There is water below, the sound should be not shallow, we have to jump down."

Feng Jiang's hearing is keen, and he can hear the cracking sound between the fibers of the vine. This vine will not last long.

"Don't be afraid, hold me tight."

Jin An trembled in shock, and quickly buried his head in Feng Jiang's arms.

Feng Jiang took a deep breath and forcefully lifted the vine before letting go.

Two seconds later, there was a "plop" sound of a heavy object falling into the water.

Jin An was hit in the face by the rapids, almost breathless, the clothes on his body sank crazily with water, Feng Jiang hugged Jin An's waist and leaned to the side, he swam for a long time before touching the stone wall.

Jin An had already been beaten by the current so much that he couldn't open his eyes. It was as if he was alive when Feng Jiang carried him ashore and touched the ground with his feet.

Feng Jiang took off the backpack. The waterproof material kept the contents inside from getting wet. He took out a spare flashlight and turned it on. Only then did Jin An see what the tomb looked like.

A crooked river, hidden under the mountains, the water flow is clear, but you can't see the bottom. There are caves of all sizes in the surrounding mountains. Jin An and the others are now on the buffer zone between the caves and the river.

"They shouldn't be able to catch up. Let's take a break and dry the clothes."

Jin An shuddered and turned his head to look at Feng Jiang.

The other party's hair was also wet with water, and clusters were scattered on his forehead. At the moment, he was squatting halfway, looking for emergency items in his bag.

Fortunately, their persona is a professional archeology professor. The dungeon rules have prepared a lot of professional tools for them, such as surveyors, markers, compressed biscuits, and even portable gas tanks and lighters. , the only downside is that they didn't think that there would be a river in the tomb, and they didn't bring spare clothes.

Feng Jiang quickly lit a fire with a gas stove and dry ice, and quickly took off his clothes under Jin An's gaze, revealing his lean waist and chest covered with muscles.

Jin An's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly glanced away, but when he turned his head, he felt weird again.

It doesn't seem strange for men to look at each other shirtless, and it's not like everyone hasn't seen it during the grade assessment. Feng Jiang swayed in front of him for several days with bare thighs and upper body.

Thinking about it this way, Jin An felt that his reaction was outrageous.

He rubbed his ears, and just about to turn around naturally, he heard Feng Jiang say, "You're about to take off too, the water is cold, and the tomb is cold, and you'll get sick easily if you wear it for a long time."

Jin An's whole body froze, and he reacted quickly with two "ah, oh", but he couldn't move his hand that was only on the hem of his clothes.

Feng Jiang hung his clothes aside, turned his head and saw Jin An's twisted look, he couldn't help being slightly stunned.

I realized that Jin An might be shy. Although I saw Jin An's body when I was helping Jin An take a bath, I don't know if it was driven by Jin An's shyness or because of his older mother. Reminder a little uncomfortable.

"You, if you don't want to take off, get closer to the fire." He coughed lightly.

When Jin An heard these thoughtful words, he immediately felt that he was making a fuss out of a molehill, so he said no, gritted his teeth and took off his clothes.

The light of the white flashlight mixed with blue dry ice flames shone on Jin An's body, and the pink and white skin all over his body became more white in the dim mountain. Seeing that bit of pink, the cool river water fell, as if someone had sucked it maliciously.

Soon, Feng Jiang's ears turned red unnaturally, covered by wet hair, hot and cold.

He looked away uncomfortably, but soon, Jin An hugged the wet clothes, slowly moved in front of him, raised his head naked and asked him obediently:

"Just take off your clothes?"

The author says:

Barrage: No, no, take off all of them! !wife! !

Thank you for your irrigation, hehehe, kisskiss——