C139 (1/2)

After returning to the tunnel filled with fog, the surroundings were completely silent.

Fang Zishu and the others who had previously attacked Qi Sanpang had not managed to hide where they were. Fang Zishu and the others had advanced for quite a while, but they were still unable to find any traces of them. It was as if these extremely aggressive creatures had mysteriously disappeared after they finished sprinkling the lime, leaving no traces behind at all.

”The situation might have changed. Everyone be careful!”

After giving his instructions, he walked with Qi Sanpang to the front of the group.

Just in case, there was a cloth bag the size of a bowl hanging on the left side of the book.

The things in the bag were not other things. They were the powders that he had collected from the pit.

Previously, they had taken a total of three big backpacks, but in the group, other than the team members who were unconscious due to the corpse poison, there were a total of six people.

Even though there was a lot of Stone Dust in the three bags, it wasn't enough for six people.

Fortunately, before Fang Zishu set off, his backpack had quite a few waterproof small bags, so after exiting the hole, they all sat down next to a relatively bright spot. They divided the three bags evenly into six portions.

With each of them holding a portion, even if they were to encounter the Redbud Bat again, they wouldn't be flustered at all. They would be able to use the powder in their hands to attack the Redbud Bats.

However, along the way, not to mention the traces of the Red Bat, even the ordinary bats, Fang Zishu, had not found a single one. This caused Fang Zishu to feel a strange feeling in his heart, and the worry in his heart grew stronger as time passed.

He had the feeling that up ahead, in the unknown, there were many difficulties that were hard to deal with. This difficulty might be even more formidable than the difficulties he had encountered with the Redbud Bluetail Bat, the black snake, and even the red army ants.

Thinking of this, Fang Zishu's heart skipped a beat, ”Qi Sanpang, I feel that something is not right. We must check every inch of the road, and do not fall into the trap set up by the lord of the tomb!”

As someone who spent most of his time in the tomb, Qi Sanpang did not have a long time of vigilance, so the silence that followed made him feel strange. However, since Fang Zhoupao did not say anything, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

”I had felt that there were too many anomalies on this mist-filled path a long time ago. Now, it seems that you and I have the same guess, and it seems that we have to be extremely careful for the rest of the journey!”

The tunnel filled with fog was very long, so long that one could not see the end of it.

If the police officer had not fallen asleep, Fang Zishu could have asked the police officer about the situation in front of them, but the police officer was fast asleep under his Spirit Suppressing Technique and would not be able to wake up in a short period of time. Thus, Fang Zishu did not know where the end of the tunnel led to.

Time slowly passed.