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————Wu Xie’s perspective—————

"Did you hear anyone talking?" asked the fat man.

The porch is large and the echo effect is very good, but that's why we lost the Gu.

I listened carefully, indeed, it sounded like someone's voice.

"Hey! Here!" We shouted at once, trying to join the stray team.

However, the voice was erratic, and it was not close to responding, but seemed to surround us.

"Damn it! How many of you? Where are you?" Pan Zi yelled a few more times, but there was still no response.

We looked at each other, feeling something was wrong in our hearts.After listening for a while, Pan Zi frowned suddenly, and I asked him what was wrong.

"Little Third Master," Pan Zi listened for a while before saying, "Why do I feel... that voice seems to be calling you?"

I was stunned for a second, wondering if you heard it wrong, but Pan Zi would never joke about this kind of thing.

The fat man didn't believe it either, so he told me not to move, and just lay down on the ground.Within a few seconds, he jumped up, "I rely on Xiao Wu! It's really fucking calling you, and it seems to be a woman. Come here, lie down here."

I leaned over, not caring about getting dirty, and put my ears on the wooden floor.

The solid sound transmission effect is better, but in theory unless the sounding object is a connected solid, the consumption of different medium conversion will be greater.

But this time I did hear clearly, the voice was calling my name intermittently.

I saw that Pan Zi and Fatty looked ugly, so I guess I did too.So he tapped the floor, "Looks like it's underneath."

Fatty looked at me with a strange expression, "... What did you mess with again?"

My heart said why me again?Do I really have some supernatural physique?

But then I slapped my forehead and said, "Oh, it's not a supernatural phenomenon."

The two of them immediately asked me what to say, and I was already excited, groping for the cracks in the floor for them to find a place to pry them open.

This part of this spiritual palace is built on a steep slope, but the floor is flat, and there will definitely be a triangular space supported by beams and columns underneath. All buildings built on steep slopes or cliffs, such as the Potala Palace , is such a structure.

As for the female voice, there is only one female in our line of work.

Amo is below.

Things happened too fast, and the lighting was not good, so it was so flustered.Several people rolled into a ball, like fat meatballs, and fell into the bottom of the pit at once. The person Pan Zi and I brought him fell heavily on the slope of the brick pit. It was uploaded below.

My face turned pale when I heard it. I am too familiar with this sound. This is the sound of large-scale longitudinal cracking of frozen stone materials when we were doing building stress tests.

Before I could figure it out, there was a sudden shock around me, the whole pit sank down suddenly, and the stone corridor under the pit collapsed.Everyone didn't react, and suddenly lost their balance.The surrounding bricks smashed down on his head.

The slope is too steep, and the feet can't borrow strength at all.

This should be the lower part of the Linggong Hall, in the space above the steep rock.We're falling down a steep slope, and if it weren't for the rope, we'd be rolling down to the bottom.

Finally, Brick stopped, so I could raise my head and look around. It was a mess, and several flashlights were all wrapped up in the brick.Fortunately, the German products used for mountaineering were strong, and none of them were broken.But a little bit of light came through the gap between the people and the bricks, but it still couldn't clearly illuminate anything.A big hole can be vaguely seen above the head, which is the breach of the stone corridor, from which we slid down.

"Fucking copycat!" the fat man yelled below me, "There are zongzi!"

My heart tightened, but my waist also tightened. I was about to touch a brick and slap it in shock, but I heard another voice from the darkness, "Your mother is so big! You almost smashed me to death!"

I thought to myself, why is this voice so familiar, it really is that little girl, listening to it, she is pulling my belt.

The fat man didn't notice this at all, "I'm almost touching my thigh, I'm clamping him, pull me out of the fucking place, or else you, fat man, won't be able to keep my dick!"

"That's my hand!" Pan Zi on the side cursed, accompanied by Amo's breathless laughter.

I thought what a joke, you almost tore off my waistband.Dare to go back to the tomb under the sea and say that you will drag me if something happens in the future? Are you such a Rafa?

But after thinking about it, it is important to lift your pants.Amo was pulling the brick beside me, as if trying to stand still, he exerted force on his hand again.

Me: "Hey hey?"

"Brother Wu Xie? I was wrong." The little girl was aggrieved, and her voice sounded a little hoarse, probably from just now.

I couldn't laugh or cry, "Let go, I'll hold you, you won't fall."

The two of them got up with great difficulty, groped in the dark and pulled the bricks, and then pulled the bricks down the slope.

Pan Zi dug it out for me first, but his hand was caught by the fat man and he couldn't pull it out.We continued to dig, and soon the fat man also dug it out. He was relieved, panting and said: "Damn girl, is it you calling the soul? Damn it, this ghostly place is calling the soul, you are lucky if you didn't get crushed to death. "

"Didn't I think the name Wu Xie is better at suppressing ghosts?" Amo called out, "Besides, when will I find the organization if I don't call it?"

Only then did we find out that she didn't look much better than us. She was bruised, unkempt, and only had a pair of black eyes. She was still the familiar little fox.

"Why are you alone?" the fat man asked.

The little girl tilted her head and looked at us, "I want to say that we got separated, do you believe me?"

——————Your perspective—————

It can be regarded as seeing a living person, let my sister take a breath of yang energy... The sequelae of the hexagonal bell made me a little dizzy, and finally restrained the strange impulse, and told them that I escaped from Chen Pi Asi and his party.

"Big sister, don't you think this is a bit strange?" the fat man said, "Chen Pi worked so hard to bring you up, but how could he let you go so easily. Don't have anything to do with him."

Fatty understands it very well, but the matter of same life Gu sounds too disgusting, and now is not the time to explain so much.

I shook my head, just as I was about to say that it was a long story, when suddenly a green light flashed, and the jasper-colored beetle landed on my shoulder.

"Fortunately, you gave me this," Wu Xie said, "otherwise there would be so many gnats, it would be very difficult for the three of us to escape unscathed."

My face turned dark when I heard it, and I thought to myself, haven’t you eaten unicorns before, and you are afraid of bugs anyway.And God knows that there will be gnats in such a cold place, otherwise I would not hand over Cuihua to others.

"Then," I pretended to be justified and blinked, "how are you going to thank me?"

"I'll send you a pennant when I go back, and I'll write a letter to you as a good friend of the underground laborers." The fat man said.

"You don't have to," I waved my hand, "Just save some more for me later when I dig up the diggers."

A penny beats a hero.I don't want to live on the streets without Chen Pi Asi.

Fatty laughed, "Hey, welcome to Mojin Squad, now you and Fatty are on the same front." He raised his eyebrows again, "But you are not very smart today, the mountain is right in front of you Don't you say goodbye?"

I saw him winking at Wu Xie, thinking about the hilltop of the Wu family?Do they charge twenty or five bucks?

Wu Xie looked at me, blinked and didn't make a sound, as if he was really waiting for me to hug his thigh.

I don't think Pan Zi said anything. He stepped forward and pulled Wu Xie's sleeve, "...Little Third Master?"

The other party looked straight at her with a pair of eyes, and her long eyelashes curled slightly.I finally got out of control and started talking nonsense, "Are you... taking a concubine?"

————Wu Xie’s perspective—————

The little girl giggled and sat down after she finished speaking, as if she was very happy to see me embarrassed.

In fact, I was really thinking about whether my small shop is enough to raise another little girl, but I feel a little embarrassed to mention this matter myself, as if I have a dark heart.

Amo explained to us that this is a kind of jade, which can deconstruct and suppress most Gu poisons, but it is completely non-toxic.She also got it by chance.

I vaguely feel a little strange, because this thing obviously has no intelligence, why it flies along Amo's position, obviously there is still something hidden.

"Damn, did you grab my things just now? Did you see that, it couldn't be Girl Mo, did you grab it?"

Amo's eyes widened, "Fatty Master, take a look at Master Pan's hands, they are all red. Why should I?"

"This is the corpse pavilion," she dug out a flashlight. "The dead people here are as frozen as stones, and they will shatter when touched. It's impossible to change from corpses. There should be no zongzi here."

I saw that on the steep cliff under the Great Hall of the Spirit Palace, there were simple terrace-like protrusions built layer by layer. On these protrusions, such frozen blue-purple ancient corpses were almost neatly filled, layer by layer. The first floor looks like the Arhat Hall in the temple, huddled together, densely packed, with hideous faces, it is obvious that they are all frozen to death, and all of them are sitting here meditating like monks. I don't know how many there are.

I looked down and saw a mummy that had been trampled into powder among the bricks under our feet.

"Then what was it that grabbed my foot just now?" the fat man asked.

A Mo said: "Maybe it happened to be hooked by the corpse's hand, otherwise if it was a zongzi, you still have legs? If you don't believe me, look at your trousers."

The fat man looked down at the trousers he grabbed just now, there was indeed a hole, and a dry hand in the shape of a hook was in the pile of bricks not far from his feet.I picked it up and saw that it was extremely hard, and it was impossible to stretch and stretch to grab other people's legs.

Immediately, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.Pan Zi also let out an exaggerated groan: "You are less courageous than other little girls, and you will be wrong if you read it."

The fat man was furious. He wanted to refute but couldn't find a reason, so he just sulked and muttered: "The hand just now really grabbed my foot. I can't tell if I was hooked or caught? He Mother's disbelief pulls me down."

Under the main hall, there is a lot of space.Because the corpses are so densely packed, we can't see the end, but apart from the corpses, there are no other suspicious objects.

Pan Zi asked, "Why are there so many dead people here? I haven't even heard of it."

Amo looked around and shrugged, "Maybe Wang Zanghai believes in Buddha. If we are destined to meet from thousands of miles away, it would be a good talk to sit and melt together."

I still have some doubts about her profiling ability. After all, all of this is out of her range of cognition. I guess she is also talking nonsense.

The facial features of the corpse were well preserved.The eyes are closed, and there are wrinkles on the face, but there is no beard, and the whole body is covered with a thin layer of ice. What is frightening is that the skin of these ancient corpses is blue and purple, and the mouth is wide open. It's fangs.

"These may not be human beings." The fat man looked at them and said, "Look at these teeth, a blow can take away the shame of others."

"It might be the snowman in the legend, but these are hairless." The fat man started talking nonsense.

Amo reached out and touched the teeth of the corpse, then grinned at me and said: "The teeth of these corpses were sharpened by themselves, which is a custom of ancient shamanism. Later, because it was too troublesome, it was replaced with a mask. You can see that the clothes of these corpses are very primitive, not in the style of Jurchen or Mongolian, and some of them are wrapped in linen. These are mummies formed by ice burials."

She suddenly turned her head and looked at me, "You said, the ancestors could live in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, so is it true now?