I rely on the map to guide Xueba

Da Huang raised his claws to tear up a piece of yellow yarn, and pushed open a small black door at the end of the yard. Da Huang pushed hard behind the three rushing people, and turned around to meet the rushing weasel.

Wei Junxing only felt that his steps were empty, and his body fell rapidly, falling down with the people behind him.

It was pitch black in front of his eyes, his body fell rapidly, and soon he smelled a rotten, stench.

He covered his head with both hands, and the moment his whole body touched the ground, he rolled forward in a circle, taking off the force of his fall.

But the moment his body came into contact with the hard ground below, he was still thrown to pieces, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

Wei Junxing held his arm that hurt from the fall, panted for a moment, then groped the floor and stood up.

He opened the folding fan, and with the yellow aura on the fan, he saw that there were stone walls all around, and the ground under his feet was also made of bluestone.

He passed the folding fan forward, and saw He Jingshuo who was sitting against the wall at a glance, and he took a look around again, Zhuo Hun didn't fall down, there were only the two of them here.

Wei Junxing pulled He Jingshuo up and checked him up and down, and found that He Jingshuo was fine.

"Are you OK?"

He Jingshuo shook his head silently, stood up while leaning on the wall,

"This is where?"

Wei Junxing grabbed the folding fan and slapped it twice. After listening carefully,

"Not sure yet, but they don't seem to be chasing them."

All around here are bluestones that are half a foot wide and one foot long. It obviously feels like they fell from the top, but there is no hole in the top, only the bluestone roof.

He opened the folding fan and studied the map again, and saw that they were located in the north of the village, which should be near Wei Linggong's tomb, but he couldn't see a complete partial map.

Because after crossing the road, Wei Junxing felt that it was not within the scope of the village, and it was not drawn on the fan at all.

He stood up and touched the walls side by side, and found that the stones were tightly attached to each other without any gaps.

It's just that at this time, for some unknown reason, four palace lanterns suddenly appeared around the walls in the originally dark stone room, burning like will-o'-the-wisps.

Wei Jun walked forward and touched it lightly with his hand, and found that the palace lantern had no substance, as if it had been blurred.

But it does illuminate the stone chamber.

He Jingshuo sat there without moving, looking in a bad mood.

Using the light, Wei Junxing found a circle of murals on the four walls of the stone room. It seemed that there were quite a lot of people, and the paintings were very lively.

"Scholar, come and see, there are murals."

He Jingshuo stood up with a dignified expression, and took a closer look at the murals by the palace lanterns on the four walls.

The first mural depicts a troop of cavalry, led by a general in battle armor, holding a long knife, majestic, as if about to go to the battlefield.

In the second painting, the general is fighting another general in armor with a sword.

In the third painting, the general with the long sword pierced the general with the gun, as if he had defeated the opponent. The soldiers behind him raised their flags and shouted to celebrate the victory.

In the fourth painting, the head of General Long Sword is hung on the city wall, and the soldiers under the wall are all looking at the general on the city in grief.

In the fifth painting, the general wielding a knife fights with a group of monsters. Those monsters have human-shaped dog heads, cat heads, and goose heads, just like those they encountered recently.

Wei Junxing observed the general with a long knife for a long time, why did that long donkey face look so familiar?

He Jingshuo's slender fingers caressed the face of General Long Saber on the mural,

"The Long Saber General was clearly defeated, but why was his head beheaded and placed on the city wall?"

Wei Junxing's gaze also fell on the painting, and he sighed,

"Since ancient times, Wuqing has been the emperor's family. If you win a battle, you may not receive the treatment of victory."

He Jingshuo thought for a moment, then nodded with some understanding,

"It is."

He glanced at the general holding the knife again,

"Ah Xing, do you think this general looks familiar?"

"You see it too?"

"Zhang Heguang!"

The two announced the name at the same time, as if something suddenly broke into their minds.

Wei Junxing slapped He Jingshuo on the shoulder,

"We all want to go together."

He Jingshuo gasped, frowned and stood in front of the mural in silence for a long time, then his eyes were filled with lingering mist.

He lowered his head and sat down against the wall again, without speaking again, the air in the stone room became dull for a while.

Wei Junxing sat next to He Jingshuo, looking at his slumped side face, trying to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start, he thought He Jingshuo must be blaming himself for Gong Nianwei's matter.

But He Jingshuo was indeed sad when Gong Nianwei was eaten, but this kind of sadness was not just for Gong Nianwei, but felt like disappointment for himself.

Wei Junxing has always been suspicious of He Jingshuo, just like He Jingshuo has always doubted him.

Although on the surface they reached a consensus at some point, there are certain things that He Jingshuo would not say even if asked.

But now there is a more serious problem. Although they escaped from the weasel's cave, they fell into another predicament.

If Zhang Heguang is really the general in this mural, then there is no doubt that Zhang Heguang lived in this ancient tomb.

The donation box must also be in this ancient tomb. The only solution now is to leave the stone room and find the donation box as soon as possible. They don't have much time.

Wei Junxing was thinking about how to find the exit of the stone room, but a stone door suddenly opened without warning on the stone wall opposite him, and a person walked out from the door.

The man was wearing a light gauze white shirt, holding a white satin in his hand, a pair of hanging fox eyes, and slender eyebrows slanted into his temples, he was the white fox spirit who chased Xiao Hei just now.

Wei Junxing was suddenly furious, waved the folding fan in his hand, and ran towards the white fox. He asked sharply while making moves,

"Is everything about Xiao Hei true?"

The folding fan in the white fox's hand tapped twice in the palm of his left hand, the corners of his mouth raised evilly, his voice was high-pitched, his feet moved lightly, dodging his attack,

"Brother Wei, I don't think I need to explain this to you. I just paid back Xiao Hei's favor, but you didn't appreciate it.

Speaking of which, everyone fell into such a predicament because you insisted on going your own way, so you still have the nerve to complain about Xiao Hei? "

As soon as he finished speaking, the folding fan swung open, and he called Wei Junxing head-on. Wei Junxing dodged in a hurry, and his anger grew even stronger.

He still remembered the scene where Xiao Hei bumped into the wall and the door in the middle of the night, knocking himself to death in the yard abruptly.At that time he only thought it was rabies, but he didn't expect that there were weasels involved.

The reason for harming Xiao Hei, roughly Wei Junxing also guessed, was related to the time when he chased the weasel with Xiao Hei and knocked her down.

Li Bai is just a dog of the weasel, and he is still brazenly saying here that he returned Xiao Hei's love.