By decree and pro

Chapter 51

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Everyone was shocked.He watched Yan step on the pedal of the mechanism.

"Crack."

The organs hidden behind the floor tiles and walls made a stiff start-up sound, but as Yan said, they were already very old, and they could only emit a few puffs of black smoke from the small holes in the masonry. Shaoshi paint dripped down the holes, some of which flowed from the burnt places. At first glance, it looked like a scorched human face was burned on the wall, slowly shedding tears.

The women were too frightened to look at them, they all lowered their heads, Yan walked straight forward, and was the first to pass through the stone gate.

Behind the stone gate is a corridor, but it is not long, and after ten or so steps, there is a wide empty stone room.

The room is square and square, the floor is covered with dust, and there is a group of human bones under the southeast wall. The clothes are so rotten that the original color and appearance cannot be seen. It can only be seen from the thickness of the pelvis and leg bones that it is an adult. The man may have fallen here after being burned by a trap.Except for this pile of bones, there is nothing in the house, and there is no sign of collapse.

"Your Highness, have we reached a dead end?"

A man said behind Yan, his face full of frustration.

"Do you still need to ask? You don't have eyes." A young man said, he sprained his right ankle when he fell down, and it hurts to walk, but he gritted his teeth and walked for so long but the road turned out to be a dead end. resentment.

But even so, he didn't dare to vent his anger on Yan, and could only stare blankly at the middle-aged man who was speaking.

"I think you deserve a beating!" The middle-aged man immediately became angry, "You walk so slowly, you don't want to drag everyone down, but you dare to talk about it."

"What are you talking about! I just sprained my leg, but it didn't break. How can I drag everyone down!" The young man also got angry, and rushed to the middle-aged man on tiptoe, "You still want to beat me, I think you are Want to court death!"

"Stop arguing! Why are you arguing! My head hurts." The old man was laughing, raised his hand and said, "Since it's an empty room, let's sit down and rest, and look for the way later."

Yan Yan heard their quarrel with his ears, and his piercing eyes were still patrolling the house.

Although it is true that what is in this stone house is obvious at a glance, but since they are in a trap, even if it is just an empty room, they should not be careless.

Yan walked along the wall, and when he reached the bottom of the room, he suddenly had a surprise discovery.

"It turned out to be an illusion of using the eyes?"

Yan was very surprised, because at first glance, the wall that looks like a dead end actually hides a mystery. As long as you walk to the end of the house and turn left, you will find a way out behind the wall, but this way out is different from the bricks and stones of the empty house. The colors and patterns are exactly the same. When people are in a panic, they will think that what they have broken into is just an empty room.

And not only is there a way out on the left, but also on the right.But it is also arranged imperceptibly.

"What kind of master can devise such a blinding method." Yan thought of the bone brother, he mistakenly thought that he was trapped in a secret room and could not get out of the underground palace, so he huddled in the corner and waited to die, but he didn't know that he was caught by the "eye" To be deceived, as long as you go forward to the end and look to the left, you will find that there is actually an exit in the empty house.

When Yan was filled with amazement, everyone followed Yan and screamed because they discovered the corridor that "appeared out of thin air". All of a sudden, everyone crowded around the two crossings, looking around curiously.

"Your Highness, should we go left or right?" Everyone was waiting for Yan to make up his mind.

"Let me think about it..." Yan wanted to discuss with Usman, but when he turned around, he saw that he hadn't entered the house yet, no, he hadn't even passed through the flame trap.

I saw Usman grabbing Frost Fang's fat claws with both hands and pulling them in. Frost Fang's head and claws passed through the door frame, but its butt seemed to be stuck there...

"That wolf... looks scary." Someone said in a very low voice.

"Hush, that's the king's first clawed guard."

"That's right, it's the wolf king."

"But that is also a fierce beast that kills without batting an eye..."

Probably because Shuangya's grinning face was too frightening, and the claws were sharper than a sickle, so even if they wanted to help, they didn't have the guts to come forward.

"You guys rest here for a while." Yan noticed some people, especially women and old people's faces full of fatigue.

"Okay, okay." Everyone responded quickly, but they didn't dare to sit down.After all, Jun Shang was still busy standing there, so they all stood there and watched.

Yan came to Usman and asked him, "What's going on?"

"This door frame is too narrow, people can only walk through, Shuangya has a big butt, so they can't get through." Usman sighed, and put down Shuangya's right paw on his shoulder for the time being.

Yan walked half a circle along Shuangfang, and it was indeed stuck, and the fluffy hair was crushed flat.

"Let it back and try first." Yan commanded.

Usman made Frostfang back, Frostfang looked very unhappy, maybe everyone can pass, but it can't.

Shuangya took two steps back, finally got out and stood outside the stone gate.

"Let's push outside." Yan said.

"it is good."

Usman and Yan came outside and stood behind Shuangfang's white and fat buttocks.

Shuangya was not used to having people behind him, so he kept turning his head to look.

"You go forward, let us try to push you." Yan clenched his hands into fists, eager to try.

Frostfang glanced uneasily at his master.

Usman encouraged: "Listen to Yan and move forward."

Shuangfang moved, and it burrowed into the door frame again. It squeezed its head and shoulders with all its strength, and when it reached the fattest buttocks, Yan and Usman pushed the wolf's buttocks halfway.

"Oh." Yan's hand touched Shuangya's buttocks, it was really fat, the whole palm was covered with meat, the whole one was fleshy.

Fat but not greasy pork belly instantly appeared in Yan's head, and the delicious barbecue meat sprinkled with colorful spices on Pan Street... Good guy, how delicious such fat legs should be.

Yan licked his lips subconsciously, who would have thought that touching a wolf's butt could make him hungry.

"Woo..." Shuangfang let out a low growl suddenly.

"Why, does it hurt?" Usman asked Shuangya.

"Ahem." Yan coughed twice, thinking to himself: This wolf's vigilance and intuition are really powerful.

"Yaya is angry." Usman said in confusion, "I don't know why."

"Tooth?"

"A nickname for Frostfang."

"Do you treat me like a pet? That's why you call me Yanyan." The veins on Yan's forehead twitched.

"Yaya is not a pet, but my confidant and guard, and you are my favorite person." Usman smiled, "Yanyan, that's different."

"It sounds the same to me!" Yan pouted, "Hurry up and push hard."

Usman pushed with his hands, and Yan also pushed with his hands. Frost Fang squeezed in little by little. Gravels kept falling from the door frame. Yan turned his head and pressed his back against Shuang Fang's buttocks. Pedal hard on the ground, sending Shuangfang inward.

It finally reached the fattest part - the crotch. Yan doubted whether Frost Fang had mixed blood with a bear or something. How could he have such a big butt?

Unfortunately, even though they tried their best, Shuangya really couldn't get through, the door frame was almost cracked by that strong buttocks, Yan was sweating from exhaustion, he and Usman stood behind Shuangya's buttocks, Helplessly looking at the big mess of white hair, like a big Lantern Festival that has been soaked, Yan felt his chest was pressed against his back, and he was getting more and more hungry.

I am so hungry that I have no strength.

And Frost Fang was really stuck now, stuck so hard that he couldn't move forward or back, and it was still hurting, making a pitiful whine.

"I told you to eat less, and you're not eating your enemies," Usman said with a sigh, "Look at you, you can get so fat after eating a chicken, it's all right now, it's completely stuck."

"Also, you can eat as much beef and mutton as the head of the family pays. Can't you save it for the New Year?" Usman took the opportunity to teach Shuangya a lesson, "You are a wolf, not a bear."

"Woo~" Shuangya pawed the ground with her front paws, very sad.

This interaction between a man and a beast made Yan burst out laughing, but he quickly froze, pretending he wasn't being amused.

"Forget it, we can't force it in anymore, its leg bones will be crushed and broken." Yan looked at the door frame and said, "And if the door frame collapses, we will all be buried alive."

The door frame supported the ceiling overhead, and those slats would surely kill someone if they fell.

"Then what should we do?" Usman said with a headache, "You can't leave Shuangfang."

"Of course I won't leave it behind." Yan said, thinking in his heart: If he was trapped for ten days and half a month, at least it was a reserve grain.

Yan's firm answer obviously won Shuangfang's favor, and it flicked its tail, sweeping across Yan's face like a mop of dust.

"Ah!" Yan sneezed loudly, the door frame rustled, and some powder dust fell down.

"By the way," Yan suddenly thought, "Then I'll smash it."

"Huh? This can't be broken, the corridor will also collapse." Usman pointed at the door frame.

"I didn't say it would collapse." Yan pointed to the door frame that was built of overlapping square bricks, "When I was young, I used to play a game of drawing sticks with Brother Huang, which was made of several pieces of wood of the same size. A square tower, two people successively took the wooden sticks until it collapsed."

"I've seen this game," Usman suddenly realized, "I understand what you mean."

"Yeah." Yan nodded, "Actually, if the door is broken a little bit, it shouldn't collapse directly, but it will allow Frost Fang to pass through."

"It's better to calculate carefully." Usman also looked at the stone beside the door.

"Here." Yan picked a spot by feeling, which was in the upper middle of the door frame, "I smashed here."

"Try it." Usman looked it up and thought it was feasible.

Yan clenched his fist and was about to knock, when Usman suddenly took his hand and said with a smile, "Maybe you can try it with your fingers?"

Yan thought for a while, and it made sense, the force of this punch must have been stronger.

Usman let go of his hand, and Yan stretched out his index finger to poke at the brick quickly. He only heard two clicks, and there was a clear knocking sound between the finger bone and the brick, and a small hole was sunk in the brick surface, and then With the sound of Kasha, the masonry and the surrounding walls were all cracked, as if split by an axe, the door frame was loosened immediately, and Frost Fang kicked in hard.

"It's still close, two more pieces have to be broken." Yan swished the bricks, and the bricks cracked in response.

Usman couldn't help but feel a chill at the base of his neck, if Yan hit his Ya acupuncture point with such force, his neck would probably be broken.

Speaking of it, he really thanked Yan for his mercy, but he just blocked his dumb acupoint.

"Okay!" Yan pushed Shuangya's buttocks, and shouted to Usman, "Go!"

Usman and Yan pushed Shuangya and rushed in, half of the door frame collapsed, and Shuangya flicked his tail in aggrieved way: it can be regarded as coming in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief seeing this scene.

"Sure enough, a husband and wife are of the same heart, and their benefits can cut through gold." Aya praised.

"Ah?" Yan was still patting the dust from his hair, and when he heard this, he was stunned.

"Your Highness, we all know that you and Junshang are married." A young man said with a smile, "This is an excellent marriage. No wonder Junshang wants to bet on you to win."

"That's right, it's really great that Xiliang and Dayan can become in-laws." The old man also grinned, and kept nodding.

Yan was dumbfounded, when did he become Usman's "wife"?No, it should be said, when did he give them such an illusion?

Because Usman didn't say anything, no, he didn't dare to say anything, so they shouldn't think about it.

Seeing Usman smiling, when he was about to say something, Yan hurriedly interrupted: "No, this is your misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Aya looked at Yan puzzled, "How could it be?"

"I just know him for a long time, and we don't have the relationship you mentioned." Yan repeatedly waved his hands and reiterated, "There is no such thing."

"Oh, Your Highness, you're still embarrassed to fuck," Aya covered her mouth and smiled, and everyone was snickering. Aya said again, "This kiss is always real, we saw it with our own eyes."

"Kiss, kiss?" Yan wanted to ask when did that happen?But in a blink of an eye, it quickly occurred to him that Usman deliberately fed him the antidote with his mouth in the Colosseum.

"That, that doesn't count!" Yan's face flushed, because he didn't regard that as a kiss, it seemed to be similar to breathing underwater... crossing... Wait, in the reservoir Did Usman kiss him when he was down there?

When Hou Yan realized that Usman actually "kissed" him no matter whether it was feeding the antidote or breathing out, his whole face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Usman stood there with a smile on his face, arms crossed, like a bridegroom accepting everyone's congratulations, very generous, and Yan was like an ant on a hot pot, I don't know how to explain it.

"Your Highness, you are so powerful in the Colosseum, I never thought you would be such a shy person," someone laughed, "It's us rude people who are rude."

Xiliang has been open since ancient times, and the love between men and women has never been hidden. As long as you love each other, you can get married regardless of whether you are a man or a woman.No one will make irresponsible remarks.

This intimacy, room, intercourse, and affairs are not mysterious or unspeakable things, but for Yan, it is really unimaginable to bring the kiss to the public.

"If my son can meet a handsome and powerful man like the prince in the future, I will let him marry him immediately." Aya added, "Or, marry him."

"No, this auntie, I really..." Yan tried to explain, but no one listened to him, and Usman just smiled without denying it.

But he remembered one thing, that Yan seemed to be hungry.

"Do you have any dry food with you?" Usman asked the crowd.