Self-cultivation of cannon fodder through books

Wang Ding just sat on the ground blankly, staring blankly at the sea of ​​flames in front of him, which was dazzlingly red, scorching hot, devouring everything...

This fire was definitely not an ordinary fire, as if it had the power to burn the soul, it burned the main houses in Liu Xiu's courtyard to nothing in an instant, and after a while, only the charred ruins remained.

But it extinguished quickly, just like when it was burning, and it never spread to other places in the yard. Among other things, Wang Ding was sitting less than five meters away from the door, but he was not harmed at all. The flowers, plants and trees are still flourishing and dense, and there seems to be an invisible barrier between them and the charred houses.

Wang Ding was completely stunned and confused.

In an instant, good friends disappeared, enemies spontaneously combusted, and houses were destroyed. One thing after another was like a combination of punches.

It wasn't until the house was slightly leveled that even a trace of black smoke stopped coming out that Wang Ding became slightly sober.

Now, he seems to be the only living person left in the huge Kongtong faction.

As if he was the only one left in the world.

……

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, causing the branches to sway and vibrate, making a rustling sound.

The sound came to Wang Ding's ears, like a slap in the face to wake him up, he woke up like a dream, Lao Bian and Hu Zi!

They fell from the secret passage in Liu Xiu's room!

But where is there any room in front of him, looking at the pile of ruins in front of him, where can he find a mechanism to go down?

Wang Ding's chest felt as if he had been punched hard, and he was about to go crazy. He couldn't help but yelled and beat the ground under his feet.

what! ! ! ! ! ! !

God damn it, why did you treat him like this, what did he do wrong in his previous life, to bring him here to be punished over and over again!He would rather be the one who is missing and the one who suffers, rather than bear the most painful torment.

The sweetheart is missing, the good friend is also missing, and the place where he can look for clues has been razed to the ground, what should he do?

He endured the discomfort, stood up, and took a few deep breaths, until his lungs ached.

No, he can't be defeated. If he admits defeat now, isn't that following the will of the bastard system?

He doesn't believe in this evil, he must rescue them!

He forced himself to calm down. If he collapsed at this time, there would be no room for improvement. He had to calm down.

I don't know when he built the secret tunnel in Liu Xiu's room, but since it is a mechanism, there may be another entrance that can be connected. If there is only one entrance, it is neither safe nor logical.

In this Kongtong faction, there must be another secret entrance that can lead to that secret passage!

Thinking of this, Wang Ding felt a lot of comfort in his heart.

But the Kongtong faction is on this verdant mountain, a vast area, where should he find the entrance.

After much deliberation, Wang Ding decided to look for secret passages in this yard first.

Since it was Liu Xiu who created the secret way, there must be clues in this courtyard.

Looking around, Wang Ding saw the utility room he had entered in the basement.

A flash of light flashed in my mind, would there be any discoveries there?

Wang Ding decided to go there first to have a look.

The utility room was still the same as when he visited late at night a few months ago. The farm tools on the ground, the dilapidated tables, chairs, candlesticks, and the very abrupt landscape painting on the wall were all exactly the same.

Fiddled with the landscape painting with a stick, the hole in the basement was opened.

Even in broad daylight, the hole is still deep and dark, like a monster with its fangs grinning, waiting for its prey to throw itself into the net.

But he had to go even if he threw himself into a trap.

Wang Ding picked up the broken candlestick again, lit the fire, and jumped in without any hesitation.

Everything was as usual, and Wang Ding didn't encounter any dangers or hidden weapons until he walked into the place where Miss Liu's body was placed.

He looked around with candlelight, and there was nothing inside except the ice coffin that was still there emitting a chilly air.

Strange, Liu Yanying has been buried for several months, why is this thing still placed here?

The ice coffin that Liu Xiu ordered had no lid, only a box. Wang Ding took a closer look and found it was empty.

But there is only this thing in this basement, if there is a doorway, the doorway is fixed on this ice coffin.

Heartbroken, Wang Ding jumped into the ice coffin.

If someone told him in his previous life that he would step into the coffin where the dead were released, he would definitely get goosebumps all over his body, and then greet the eight generations of that person's ancestors, but now he doesn't have any hesitation. The concept of "fear" has never existed before.

Just as Wang Ding jumped into the ice coffin, before he had time to take a few steps, he felt that his feet were empty, and his whole body lost weight immediately—the bottom of the ice coffin suddenly opened, and Wang Ding fell in.

He could feel that he had fallen into a deep space this time, and he could hear the whistling wind in his ears. He felt that when he was about to land, Wang Ding instinctively adjusted a posture so that he would not be thrown into the bones. fracture.

He rubbed his sore buttocks, and once again lamented that his martial arts saved his life.

The flame of the candlestick he held in his hand had already been blown out by the wind, and when he looked around, he could not see his fingers, and there was a dense blackness.

Now I can only perceive this place by touch and hearing, like a blind man.

This feeling made Wang Ding very panicked, but fortunately he still had a fire pocket.

He fumbled to light the candlestick again. Although the light was weak, he could roughly see a certain area, so that he would not be blind again, and the fear in his heart was also reduced by half.

So this is the meaning of light to people. It can make people brave in their hearts and regain the courage to move forward.

This is a very deep cave. Although the walls are rough, there are obvious traces of man-made chisels.

What's the matter with these martial arts sects, all of them like to dig holes in their own mountains and set up some messy secret passages and secret rooms, it's really harmful!

Wang Ding couldn't help but curse out.

But after scolding, he still has to find a way. Does he have other choices?

This place is called a cave, but rather a larger mountain road. There is only one road in this cave, which saves Wang Ding the trouble of finding the way.

Holding a candle that is better than nothing, he slowly moved forward on the mountain path.

I don't know how long I walked, but the rough-cut cave finally came to an end——because Wang Ding saw a light ahead.

His heart tightened, he didn't know what was waiting for him ahead, was it the person he wanted to save or the enemy who was waiting for him to die?

It wasn't either until he got to the light.

It was a small stone house with lamps on the walls. As soon as Wang Ding walked in, he saw two stone doors in front of him.

Behind the door on the left is darkness, like the mouth of a quiet abyss; behind the door on the right there is a wall lamp shining faintly, but there are occasional horrible voices.

Both doors are wide open, as if awaiting the visitor's choice.

"Grass mud horse!"

Don't swear in Wang Ding's previous life, he didn't even seldom talk, and it's only been a few months since he visited Chuanshu, and he has scolded all the swear words in his previous life.But even so, he couldn't dispel all kinds of angry emotions in his heart.

If you think about it with your toes, you know that these two roads are not the bright road. Which door to enter is probably the difference between skinning or bone removal.

left or right?

Fuck it, just go, or die!

If men are left and women are right, he should go to the left!

Wang Ding took a deep breath, squeezed the candlestick tightly, and walked towards the door on the left.

Dark, as black as ink.

As soon as Wang Ding entered, he was surrounded by boundless blackness, and even the light of the hut behind him disappeared instantly.

The air inside became thinner, and it felt sticky to breathe.

Wang Ding always felt that there was something abnormal in this passage, and he seemed to be able to smell some strange smells.

Fortunately, he had taken the Qudu Pill before, and he already had some immunity to these miasma poisons. Even so, he decided to hold his breath as much as possible to move forward.

Wuying Palm's internal strength has a special breath-holding skill. With internal strength, Wang Ding can not breathe for half an hour.

He quickened his pace and decided to walk out of this damn weird passage within half an hour.

Once there is a persistent thought in his heart, a powerful force will erupt, and Wang Ding walked out of the passage in less than half the time.

As soon as he walked out of the passage, the candle in his hand that was about to be extinguished at any time suddenly became vigorous.

It seems that there is enough air and oxygen here, so Wang Ding stopped holding his breath.

He came to an extremely large cave again.

How long will he have to go if this f*cking loop is looping around!

But this time he didn't curse aloud, he saw a lit torch sticking on the mountain wall - it was obvious that someone had been here before, or not long ago.

Suddenly there is hope in my heart!

He dropped the candlestick and almost trotted forward, but within a few minutes of running, he stopped suddenly.

At this moment, the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, and his heart almost stopped beating.

Wang Ding saw a prison cell surrounded by wood in front of him.

Inside was a man and a woman.

The author has something to say: The story is gradually coming to a climax (should be), it’s already more than 31 words, I really didn’t expect it, I thought it would be over with 30 words... (mud

I hope the little angels will continue to accompany me and give you a big treat

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Thanks to the two little angels "Ji Xie" and "Er Sheng" for taking care of them~ I will be more careful to you~(^O^)／