Tomb raiding: It all started with shocking the archaeological team.

"Little Tiger! Little Tiger! Little Tiger!"

Yan Wanlei yelled three times in a row, his neck veins bulging.

Because the vertical width of the passageway is not large, the sound travels very far along the passageway and also has an echo.

But after the shouts subsided, there was no response.

The special operations team that was just following closely behind seemed to have vanished into thin air, as if they had evaporated into thin air.

"Qiu Jing! Qiu Jing!"

Yan Wanlei was unwilling to give up, and then called Qiu Jing's name several more times, but still received no response.

This is really weird. It's such a short distance, and it's in an interconnected passageway. The group was following behind us just fine, and then suddenly the people disappeared. We can't even hear their voices anymore.

"Mr. Chen, what should we do now?"

Wang Haichuan was also sweating profusely at this moment, and looked at Chen Yibai and asked.

The feeling of "going in circles" in the passageway was already eerie, but now that a teammate has mysteriously disappeared, a strong sense of foreboding makes the atmosphere even more eerie and heavy.

"What else can we do but go back and find them!"

Before Chen Yibai could speak, Yan Wanlei immediately said in a serious tone.

As the captain of the special operations team, Yan Wanlei certainly couldn't just abandon his teammates like that.

In a soldier's dictionary, there is absolutely no such word as 'abandoning teammates'.

Moreover, Yan Wanlei had never told anyone that Xiao Hu in the special operations team was his own nephew.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Yibai waved his hand to stop Yan Wanlei.

"What, what are we waiting for? Are we going to wait for Xiaohu and the others to come looking for us?"

Seeing Chen Yibai wave his hand to stop him, Yan Wanlei became even more anxious and excited, turning around to go find someone himself: "If you won't go, I'll go myself!"

"It's not that we don't want to look for solutions, but rather that we first need to find out where the root of the problem lies!"

Chen Yibai stopped Yan Wanlei: "You shouted so loudly just now and no one heard you. Where can you look if your voice can't even carry? If you can't find a solution, you'll only get more anxious and confused!"

Chen Yibai's words calmed Yan Wanlei down a little.

What Chen Yibai said does make sense.

At this moment, among everyone, only Chen Yibai's mind was still barely calm and clear.

He claimed to be clear-headed, but that was only his own perception of being clear-headed.

It is precisely because he thought he was too clear-headed that all these bizarre events seemed so illogical.

I have absolutely no idea where the problem lies.

After calming down a bit, Yan Wanlei took out his walkie-talkie again and searched for a channel.

The walkie-talkie kept making a hissing sound, indicating that there was still magnetic interference.

Needless to say, cell phones are out of service, and even satellite phones can't make calls.

Now we need to figure out the tunnel first, to determine how the person disappeared, in order to find them.

Chen Yibai took out the compass again and examined it.

I just checked the compass needle and it looks normal.

But when you look at it again, the magnetic needle in the compass's celestial pool is pointing straight at the meridian and doesn't move.

"Mr. Chen, why isn't the compass needle moving? Is it broken again?"

Wang Haichuan also peered at the compass needle and asked in surprise.

Chen Yibai frowned, a barely perceptible glint of something unusual flashing in his eyes.

It's not broken, the magnetic needle is stuck!

A vibrating magnetic needle is an ominous sign.

If the magnetic needle gets stuck, it indicates 'imminent danger'!

This "urgent misfortune" is different from "good fortune and misfortune." It means that one has already entered a dangerous situation, and the misfortune is imminent. Every minute, every second, at any time, could be fatal!

"It's alright! We're facing south right now, so the compass needle isn't moving..."

Chen Yibai immediately withdrew the strange look from his eyes, feigning composure.

Because telling them these things is useless; it will only increase their psychological burden and make the team more chaotic.

Since the compass can no longer determine the direction, and the brain's sense of direction can no longer determine the direction, we can only try to use physical surveying methods.

Chen Yibai suddenly glanced at Yang Qingyun.

Yang Qingyun felt a little uncomfortable under Chen Yibai's gaze: "Why...why are you looking at me like that?"

"Your cardigan is very pretty. Take it off and let me use it. I'll use the thread to pull on it and see what's going on in this tunnel!"

Chen Yibai said directly.

"Huh? But this is the only outfit I'm wearing!"

Yang Qingyun's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"You can wear my clothes!"

Yan Wanlei immediately took off his shirt, revealing a white vest underneath.

"Change here?"

Yang Qingyun took Yan Wanlei's shirt, then looked around at all the grown men around her, and frowned a little embarrassedly.

"Or what? Are you going to walk back another few dozen meters?"

Chen Yibai raised an eyebrow at Yang Qingyun and asked her a question.

The team that was right behind us has lost contact, let alone if we retreated even a few dozen meters further.

For Yang Qingyun, the thought of someone getting lost in this passageway was terrifying.

"Then... all of you turn your heads around, and don't peek!"

It's just taking off an outer garment; you're wearing a bra underneath, aren't you?

Everyone immediately turned their heads away.

Less than a few breaths had passed when Yang Qingyun quickly changed out of her knitted sweater and handed it to Chen Yibai.

Chen Yibai took the knitted sweater, picked out a thread from underneath, and with Yan Wanlei's help, rolled it into a large ball of cotton thread that was several hundred meters long.

"Now I'll walk forward while holding the line and counting off. You guys stand here and listen to my counts to provide backup. Don't move!"

Holding the cotton thread in his hand, Chen Yibai gave Yan Wanlei, Wang Haichuan, and the others a serious instruction before walking forward alone.

"1!"

As he walked, Chen Yibai loudly counted off the numbers.

"2!"

Yan Wanlei listened to Chen Yibai's count and was ready to provide support at any time.

This method doesn't involve much technology, but it's the only option available right now.

If you manage to meet Yan Wanlei and the others again while holding onto the rope this way, then it means you've truly encountered a "ghost wall".

Conversely, if you don't meet them, it means it's not a ghost wall!

"85!"

"86!"

When Chen Yibai called out a number with each step, and when he called out 85, Yan Wanlei's voice immediately came from behind, indicating that they could still hear each other.

However, the response from behind Yan Wanlei had barely faded away.

Sure enough, at the end of this passageway, a familiar 'Y'-shaped fork appeared again, with two identical openings.

There was a row of incense sticks stuck in the niche on the right side of the cave entrance!

"Damn it, we've come full circle again?"

Chen Yibai felt like his head was about to explode, so he quickly shouted out the number again: "87!"

"88!"

The next second, Yan Wanlei's response came from behind.

This is even more bizarre and outrageous!

If it really did go in circles and come back to the beginning, shouldn't Yan Wanlei's response have come from the front?

Why is the sound still coming from behind?

"89!"

Chen Yibai continued shouting, preparing to enter the right-hand passage again.

But just as he stepped inside, the cotton thread he was holding suddenly and inexplicably broke!

There was no further response from Yan Wanlei reporting his numbers behind him.

"89! 89! 89!"

I shouted three times in a row, but there was still no response.

Chen Yibai immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly grabbed a flashlight, rushing into the incense burner on the right. He saw that apart from the incense sticks that were originally stuck in the burner, he did not see Yan Wanlei and the others.

There was a ball of cotton thread on the ground!

And half of the purple knitwear that Yang Qingyun took off!