Your Friend Gu Mian Is Currently Splitting Up

Your Friend Gu Mian Is Currently Splitting Up

"Or do you want to go down?" Gu Mian took out a rope and made as if to tie one end around the fortune teller.

The fortune teller hurriedly waved her hands and backed away. "No, no, no. You go down. I'll stay up here and take a look."

Gu Mian was quick and efficient. In no time, he had driven an iron spike into the ground near the deep pit, tied one end of the rope around it with a secure knot, and fastened the other end around his waist.

The fortune teller watched the spike buried in the ground with great concern. Everyone had witnessed Gu Mian's famously awful luck. She doubted the spike could bear his weight, and she also doubted the rope wouldn't suddenly snap while he was climbing down.

She wondered whether to message Fatty in the apartment and tell him that his beloved doctor might soon be taking a free fall.

While the fortune teller fretted, Gu Mian had already finished getting ready.

Gu Mian knew perfectly well that the spike alone wouldn't be enough, so he also had Guigu and Xiao Qiao hold the rope from the ground. That way, even if the spike couldn't take it, there would at least be two people to catch him.

He handed the high-powered flashlight to Guigu, who was near the edge of the deep pit, and asked him to shine it below. Gu Mian took the fortune teller's low-powered flashlight down with him. The little tunnels were too small, and exploring them with a high-powered flashlight would risk blinding himself.

"Be careful." Guigu carefully adjusted the angle of the flashlight he was holding, trying not to shine it into Gu Mian's eyes.

Gu Mian braced his feet