My brother is so strong, I am also disappointed

On the second day, it was Yan Jiu who led the way. He walked in the front, but from time to time he turned his head and smiled flatteringly at Song Mingguang, and occasionally nodded and bowed, which made me sick to my stomach.

At any rate, this person was also the altar master of Qian Chongxue. This time he was down to the point of being exploited by others, but he still had freedom of movement, and the spring tide did not break out from time to time. My life is only in Song Mingguang's hands, right?How can you be so selfish?

Song Mingguang wanted to pretend to be a good person, but he was also worried that Qian Chongxue would not hand over the thousand-fold lock or that he would not be able to escape after getting the thousand-fold lock, so he would personally support me after getting on the snow, and at the same time put his ingenious ring on the ground. I took out a whole piece of silver spider silk from the inside and wrapped it around my neck several times, saying it was just in case, and nothing would hurt me if nothing happened, but in fact, as long as there was any abnormal movement, he could tighten this unique silk at any time. The killer weapon tore me apart.

I don't think it matters, even if Song Mingguang accidentally slipped his hand, I probably won't die in pain, that's all.

It's just that I walked in the deep and shallow snow all morning. I was so exhausted that I almost fell halfway several times.Song Mingguang didn't see any signs of weakness at his age. He walked steadily by himself, and he still had enough strength to drag me.

The most irritating thing is Mo Yuanshan. This guy said that I tortured him and bullied him. In order to avoid me, he deliberately stayed behind and refused to go forward.

I was stumbling all the way by Song Mingguang to the entrance of the secret passage where the legendary Yan Tianan hid a thousand locks.

This place is located in a shallow ravine, and it looks like two ordinary big rocks joined together, but the snow covering them is only a thin layer, which is far less thick than the surrounding ones.

Yan Jiu said that the mechanism at the door was buried in the snow, and after obtaining Song Mingguang's consent, he lay down on the ground and put his hand under the snow to feel for a while.

To be honest, I didn't see him touch anything at all, but he pouted his buttocks there and made a lot of ugly appearances. He actually let the two stones move slowly to the two sides under the traction of the outline of the aircraft, revealing a... Big dog hole.

"Master Shushou, please!" Yan Jiufang pressed his face on the snow, half of his face was flushed from the cold, and he stretched out his hands and bent his waist, grinning too hard, which made him look strangely excited.

Song Mingguang looked at the dog hole, waved his hand without saying a word, Yan Jiu understood immediately, and explained: "Master Shushou, there was originally an ancient tomb under here, it was discovered by Yan Tianan and rebuilt to hide the thousand-fold lock. I stole it I took his blueprint and went down to investigate, and accidentally found this hidden entrance that was not marked on the map. It is the safest way to go this way. Jumping from here is the most extended side room, and no one will ever— - I'll go first, I'll go first."

Song Mingguang asked, "Where's the blueprint?"

Yan Jiu rolled his eyes twice, with a troubled look on his face: "I accidentally fell into the dark river when I came last time, and the blueprint was soaked in water, so I simply crushed it and washed it away."

Song Mingguang nodded without blaming him, but just indicated that he could go down to explore the road.

The passage connected to the hole is not straight up and down, but extends obliquely downward. Yan Jiu climbed half-climbed and half-sliding on the protruding stones, and quickly went down, lighting a fire at the bottom.Song Mingguang felt relieved when he saw a star of fire appearing there, let go of the silver spider thread and let me follow him down.

"I don't want him to pick me up!" There was only Yan Jiu at the bottom, and I refused to go down.

"Then Yuanshan will go down first, and I will follow Yixi later." Song Mingguang is quite generous to me in such trivial matters, anyway, it is Mo Yuanshan who suffers.

"Yes." Mo Yuanshan has always obeyed Song Mingguang's orders, but when he passed by me, there was a ray of resentment in his eyes.

"Be careful, hold on to the stone over there, see?" Song Mingguang watched me slide down a little bit, and pointed out the stones that I could cling to.

"I..." I actually saw it, but I couldn't move my left hand, and I couldn't reach my right hand. After thinking about it, I didn't say anything. Instead of grabbing the stone, I just let go and let myself slide down the steep passage.

Anyway, Mo Yuanshan is the one who suffers.

I rolled into Mo Yuanshan's arms with a body of dust and gravel, he staggered back two steps, and hit his back against the wall before he stood still.

"Brother Mo, you are really the best in heaven and earth." I think it's really unlucky for him to be entangled with me in eight lifetimes, so I should praise him at this time.

"Young master Xia, you are really the most important thing in heaven and earth." Mo Yuanshan put me on the ground and beat his waist with his backhand.

"I, heavy?" When I was in good health, Xia Yu occasionally resisted me and carried me, and...he refused to let me fall to the ground all day. No one said that I was heavy. It was obvious that Mo Yuanshan couldn't catch me, so I came first I'm to blame, I don't admit it, "I have two or two diseases buried in a catty of bones, Brother Mo not only caught me, but also took the disease, so I naturally feel heavy."

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me, blame me." Mo Yuanshan said, "You are like a big rock, always hanging above my head, pressing down on my heart, and occasionally hitting me."

"Why don't you claim to be your subordinate at this time?" I deliberately exposed him.

"Ah, this was discovered by you too. I'm the next one. You're a young master. You're above me." Although Mo Yuanshan often complained that I bullied him, he was never really angry. Remove the dust from the clothes.

While talking, Song Mingguang and his guards also went down to this side room. As soon as Yan Jiu saw Song Mingguang, he stood up quickly, walked to the door respectfully, and bowed his back in a "please" gesture.

Song Mingguang was not in a hurry, he walked up to me, stretched out his hand and stroked my neck a full circle, put the long silver spider thread on the ground back into his hand, and then held my wrist again, Take me behind Yan Jiu.

From this point of view, he has already treated me very well, otherwise he could have directly used the mechanism on the ring to drive the tiny iron thorns originally pulled by the silver spider silk into my flesh instead of pulling out a loose one. Put me on.When walking, he could also hold the silver spider silk and lead me like a dog, but he didn't do it.

But I didn't feel any nostalgia for him because of this. He was thankless, and I really couldn't understand him.

I don't know if what Yan Jiu said on the ground is true, but this place is definitely different from other orthodox tombs, especially the side room just now, which can be said to be isolated from the world. When you go out the door, it turns out to be a narrow domed passage. The two straight brick walls trap people in a gap filled with darkness, and they don't know where they lead.In order to hide our whereabouts, we even extinguished the fire folder and followed Yan Jiu in the dark.

The footsteps of several people, the sound of breathing, the sound of rustling clothes rubbing against each other, all crowded on this stone road that only allows one person to walk, I was caught between Mo Yuanshan and Song Mingguang, I couldn't see anything, and felt There is no end ahead, just nothingness.Bearing the oppression and urgency here, I could barely breathe.

I started to think about it again, if only there was some hidden mechanism in this passage.For example, if I step down with my foot, or slap a slap somewhere on the wall, countless long arrows shoot out from the front immediately. The iron arrows used by Situ also work well, piercing all the people here, leaving blood and pieces of flesh Flying and splashing, scattered all over the cracks!

Yan Jiu walked in the front, Song Mingguang was also in front of me, they must have died before me, and I blocked the fatal blow for Mo Yuanshan, holding my last breath to let him who survived tell Xia Yu, I die Here, the bones and flesh are broken, if it is inconvenient to collect the corpse, then forget it, remember to burn some paper money for me during the holidays.

"Master Shu, Shushou, we are almost there." When Yan Jiu's voice sounded from the front, I also saw a faint light.It's just that his voice was still full of vitality, and I just recovered from my imagination, and I felt disappointed again.

When I got closer, I found that the exit was another big hole downwards!

I was convinced by Qian Chongxue's ancestral ability to fly over the eaves and walk the walls and disdain for ordinary roads. How did he hold the map but find the cracks on the top floor that are not even on this map?

But this time the situation is very different from the previous dark dog hole side room - this time the hole is not connected to the passage, it is directly opened on the side roof of a certain "hall", and the location is also very ingenious, there is exactly one The stone was born at the bottom of the cave, which can block the view from below. Even if you stand a little outside, it is difficult to be found.

It's just that the hall is brightly lit, obviously someone is there.

Song Mingguang stopped my footsteps, and looked at the entrance of the cave by himself, but turned around and waved to me with a smile: "Yixi also come and have a look."

I carefully stepped on the edge of the cave with a protruding stone and looked down. Right below the rock wall was a slender stream of water, as if a emerald beauty's skirt was embedded in the edge of the large black stone in the center. To caress gently.But the deep and shallow lines on the stone do not look like natural craftsmanship, but more like the painstaking efforts of mortal craftsmen. Maybe it is a swan, or a goshawk, after all, it is a gesture of flapping its wings to fly.

I looked forward along the water flow, and the skirt broke before it stretched too long, and it fell helplessly to a deeper depth.And the entire stone bottom was also broken there, like a disc being cut in half from the middle. A detective came in to take one piece, but afterwards thought the half was empty, so he put in another one and propped it up with chopsticks. A small bowl raised from the ground - a funnel-shaped stone pillar inserted out of nowhere, looking brave and lonely.

Just like Xia Yu standing on the pillar.