Chapter 291

"Every assistant has a father's heart."

"Well, little PI, please give me one mouthful of milk, just one mouthful, OK?"

"Little pipbaba, it's my birthday today. Can you kowtow to me?"

"Daddy, your bird is so small."

Su Rou's mouth twitched as she watched the volcanic barrage in the studio.

At this time, Jiang Xiao is walking forward honestly. The birds on his head were chirping and jumping, but Jiang Xiao didn't dare to skin any more.

After all,

Well, the shoe marks on the buttocks have just been wiped off.

Xia Yan looks at Jiang Xiao walking beside Han jiangxue. She can't help snickering in her heart. She hasn't seen Han jiangxue carry out the family law for a long time. Just now, she has such a big reaction. Doesn't she like this sister-in-law?

Cainan's xiaochumo is so beautiful and gentle. He is also a rare awakened person in the medical department. Is it more than enough with Xiaopi?

Is it

Does Han jiangxue feel that her skin is not good enough for others? Are you afraid that Xiaopi will harm other girls?

The more Xia Yan thinks about it, the more she thinks it should be like this.

Under the guidance of the birds, people really found the entrance to the next floor.

This is a dark corridor of stone stairs. I can't see my fingers.

Li only holds a long handle hammer high, and flames are burning on the hammer. This large "Torch" plays a very good lighting role.

All the way, they whirled down, and finally reached the bottom, but there was a huge stone gate in front of them.

Shimen?

What is the situation? Why don't you have the first few floors?

Li only held the burning hammer and took photos everywhere. He didn't find any mechanism.

Xia Yan also went up, raised the huge burning blade, and illuminated the heavy stone gate from top to bottom.

What people didn't expect was that the stone gate was so exquisite that there was a huge figure carved on it!

"Ah ~" Xia Yan was startled and subconsciously stepped back.

The portraits on the door have no color, but are made up of simple lines. However, the carving is lifelike and ready to come out, which makes people afraid that it may resurrect from the door at any time, jump out and kill people.

What's the situation?

Jiang Xiao said in a low voice: "does the ancient military corps have this kind of painting talent?"

Han jiangxue said more definitely: "there has never been any data to show."

In front of Jiang Xiao's eyes, he said, "it's not artificial, is it?"

Han jiangxue: "hmm?"

Jiang Xiao shrugged his shoulders and said, "behind the door should be the guard base camp on the fifth floor underground. Those soldiers are stationed here every day, aren't they?"

Han jiangxue nodded thoughtfully. Now the question is, is this door carved by a certain guard alone, or are the carved patterns on the stone walls of the previous layers carved by him?

If it is the latter, then the amount of work is not generally large!

"Ah..." Jiang Xiao stepped forward, gently put his right hand on the stone gate, touched the huge portrait of the soul of ancient martial arts, and said, "do you smell it?"

"Smell, smell." The crowd sniffed around in a hurry, and their noses shrugged.

Everyone looked at each other. They really didn't smell anything.

Especially Li Weiyi, as the only contestant with perception, his heart is full of doubts.

What do you smell? Why didn't I smell it?

"What do you smell?" asked Xiong Chumo

Jiang Xiao gently stroked the exquisite huge portrait on the stone gate, lowered his eyes and sighed: "the taste of loneliness."

Xiong Chumo

someone else:???

"Poof ~" far away in Jiangbin City, Su Rou, who was biting a straw and drinking lemon and grapefruit tea, directly spurted out.

"Cough, cough, cough." While coughing, Su Rou quickly pulls out the paper towel on the table and goes to wipe the camera in a hurry.

"You are the first anchor in the whole network to spray me positively. You have paid attention to me ~"

"Don't throw the pomelo after drinking. Send it to me with a straw."

"@ Zhou Cang, come out and be beaten!"

"Force the king!"!? Is that you Force the king!? Why are you wearing jiangxiaopi's clothes? "

"Force the king!"@ When did Zhou Cang of Qicheng No.1 middle school enter the competition? "

"@ Zhou Cang, it's up to you. I broke my little pipbaba. I beat you on the chest

"Bai Yipeng." Li only stepped forward, pushed away Jiang Xiao who lowered his head to pose, and called for Cainan shield battle.

"Here we are." Bai Yipeng came forward, and Li only one person a door, holding a heavy stone door, "1, 2, 3!"

The huge and heavy stone door opened slowly. At the door, there were several figures standing, which made everyone jump again.

It's only when you look at it that you can see that it's one of the guardians.

The elder soldiers looked very serious, and said, "you are on the fifth floor under the ancient imperial mausoleum. If you can go down to this level, it means that you have a bright future. Don't lose your life just because you try to be brave. "

Several people nodded repeatedly, and the guard turned away.

In fact, their base camp is nearby. It's a huge stone house with torches on it. It's like daylight.

Different from the base camp of the Guard Corps on the previous floors, there are exquisite portraits carved on the outside of this stone house, all of which are the spirits of ancient martial arts.

There are those who stand, those who lie on their sides, and those who raise their palms to give orders. All in all, they are the spirits of ancient martial arts in different shapes.

If it's just a portrait, Jiang Xiao will still think that the sculptor is very powerful, but the whole story is full of portraits of the soul of ancient martial arts, which makes Jiang Xiao feel a little thrilled.

I'm afraid this guy is not a big fan of guwu soul?

Anyone else like this old white haired zombie?

Even if you carve the ancient martial arts bow generals, the ancient martial arts bow soldiers, these little zombie sisters, are better than you carve this old and ugly ancient martial arts soul?

Look at the little sister of the nurse in silent hill. She doesn't even have a face, but there are a lot of fans.

Aren't men all pig hooves?

I don't care if you have a face or not. I don't care if you want to prick my ass with a small needle. As long as you are forward and backward, I like it

Jiang Xiaoxun thought, the shape condition of the soul of ancient martial arts is not good, and it's still a man, where is it attractive?

Since we want to pursue stimulation, we should carry it out to the end?

Anyway, it's already a necrophilia. Let's add an old corpse who likes men

Bear Chu Mo again reluctantly released the yellow and Green Parrot: "go, help mom... Er, help me find the location of the treasure box."

After a close look, the entrance of this floor is not in the open space, but inside the stone corridor. There is only one way to go.

All the way forward but a minute, people will hear the "Ding Ding Dang" sound.

Maybe it's because it's close to the base camp of the Guard Corps. They haven't met the guwu Corps yet.

In this dark corridor, hearing such a sound, people quickly entered the fighting state, carefully turned the corner, but saw the bright and dark fire in the distance.

Is that a torch?

Li only looked into the distance and saw a figure in a dark cloak.

I saw the man standing on the ladder, with a chisel in one hand and a hammer in the other, concentrating on depicting something on the wall.

They all looked at each other and walked forward.

What everyone didn't expect was that the closer they got to the cloaker, the more weird and frightening they felt.

The little stone hammer fell on the chisel, very rhythmic, almost keeping pace with the heartbeat of the people.

Then, the cloaker moved faster and faster!

The chisel smashed on the stone wall, but it seemed to chisel in the hearts of people.

The sound of a crisp ring drives the heart rhythm of the people, suddenly accelerated, the people's breathing disorder, are almost out of breath.

"Ding... Ding... Ding... Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding."

Just as the crowd passed behind the cloaker, there was a loud noise!

"Ding!" The cloaker suddenly stopped, stepped on the ladder, still speechless,

A crowd of breathing disorders, looking at the cloak man on guard, no one spoke.

In Han jiangxue's eyes, people speed up their pace and leave quickly.

To Jiang Xiao's dismay, the ugly marks on the wall in front of the cloakers are very different from the exquisite stone carvings they saw before.

A crowd left quickly,

For a while,

The cloaker slowly stepped down the ladder, turned around and looked at the figure disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Under the hood, only the lower half of the man's face could be seen, covered with fine stubble.

He just stood quietly in the middle of the corridor, quietly looking at the end of the corridor, no one seems to see, such a picture is somewhat strange.

I don't know how long later, the man in the cloak finally moved. The long cloak was suddenly blown up, and a gust of wind swept behind him.

The ladder leaning against the wall was swept away by the strong wind, and a burst of stone chips flew on the wall.

When all the dust is settled,

The ugly strange shape on the wall finally revealed its original exquisite appearance.

To be exact, the long Stone Gallery has exquisite patterns on the potholes and walls.

This is not an independent stone carving of characters. This stone carving of corridor can be described as a masterpiece.

It's just,

It seems that the picture is too bloody,

It seems to tell the story of the encounter between a soul of ancient martial arts and a team of four human beings. From meeting to deciding on life and death, the picture is extremely tragic. The first member of the human team was crushed into pieces by the bone wall. The second member of the human team seemed to be buried alive in the sea of the corpse. The third member of the human team, who was imprisoned by the bone prison, cried loudly until he hid his face and cried. But the last member of the human team was pressed on the wall by the spirit of guwu, Finally, he was... Finally, he was nailed to the wall by the spirit of guwu with a stone chisel and a stone hammer!? The soul of ancient martial arts? With stone chisels and hammers? Unfortunately, no one can appreciate such a scene, because the wind also put out the torch. The wind roared again behind the cloak man, cutting this exquisite long stone carving like countless knives, and finally crushing the bloody artwork. And the cloaker, carrying a small stone chisel and a small stone hammer, walked along the direction of the disappearance of the group