Chapter 1886

If it weren't for waiting to meet him, would the old ladle handle condescend and come here to be the person who opens the door?

What's more, Fang Quan is right. If he hadn't waited for him long ago and knew he would come to the door, would he have been courteous? Is there something hidden in it!

While the Pulsatilla and the square fist were alert and thinking, the old lad's handle moved his eyes, fell on the Pulsatilla again, and looked carefully again. It seemed that it was hard for him to believe that the once frightening Baiqi Shuai would come to such an end.

"Come with the little old man!"

Finally, old Ladybug took back his eyes. There was an unexpected situation in the sky, and people had misfortunes and blessings overnight. He himself ended up like this. What's more, he lived at the height of the temple, colluded with the dignitaries of the imperial court, and surrounded by countless hundreds of cavalry commanders?

If the Pulsatilla doesn't end now, he should be incredible.

Old Ladybug carried the lantern and turned to walk into the Millennium locust tree, but he didn't see the action of the Pulsatilla. Then he turned back and stood in the dark. The light set off his face and looked like Shura hell, staring at the world.

He said impatiently, "haven't you caught up yet?"

Xu is the reminder of the old ladle handle, or the Pulsatilla also wants to know what the hiding place of the living Bodhisattva is, and immediately follows into the Millennium locust tree.

When the Pulsatilla goes in, how can the square fist fall behind?

But I didn't expect that after entering the Millennium locust tree, the appearance seems ordinary, but there is a unique cave inside. At the foot of a long corridor and stone steps, they rest and go straight to the depths of the earth, like beasts with huge mouths, waiting for prey to throw themselves into the net.

Old Ladybug was familiar with the road and walked into the corridor in the dark. With the deepening, the darkness around him became deeper and deeper. Even the lantern in his hand became dim in the dark, like a residual candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

"Patter, patter, patter..."

The footsteps trampled on the stone steps and made a rattling sound. The corridor echoed constantly, and the lights shone on the walls on both sides. They were all made of green bricks, which can be said to be smooth.

The corridor is very long. It took half a incense to reach the end, but at the end of the corridor, there is still no light, even dark and deep, like a curtain in hell, which can devour all the light.

Through the faint light of the lantern, you can vaguely see that now you are in a huge space, in which countless forks extend to the depths of the unknown.

Moreover, the darkness of this maze seems to be a boundary of its own, in which there is no light. The darkness spreads boundlessly, cold and lonely as tarsal bones.

Where the Pulsatilla is, it is standing at the entrance.

Even the Pulsatilla and Fangquan were shocked. No one would have thought that there was such a huge maze under the huge Chang'an ground.

How much manpower did the living Bodhisattva spend to build this maze?

Moreover, the Pulsatilla believes that even if someone finds the ghost house, discovers the secret of the Millennium locust tree, and even walks into this maze, it is absolutely difficult to escape from the maze.

He can even be sure that there are many mechanisms in the maze. If he doesn't know the way out, he won't be trapped and die, and it's difficult to escape those mechanisms.

From this, we can imagine how greedy the living Bodhisattva is to save his life!

"Keep up with the old and remember the road."

The old Ladybug stopped at the entrance, suddenly turned his head and smiled. He looked gloomy and terrible in the dark. He said something inexplicable. Before the reaction of the Pulsatilla and the square fist, he suddenly shook his hand. The lantern, which was already a candle in the wind, was swallowed up by the darkness and completely plunged into darkness. Even if he tried his best to operate his eyesight, he still couldn't see his fingers.

So that the Pulsatilla is awe inspiring. What does the old ladle handle do?

But at this time, at the bottom of the earth where I don't know the depth, there was a gust of Yin wind blowing on my body, as if it could blow into every inch of skin, which made my heart shudder.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's just the wind. I'm not afraid of Lao Fang

Perhaps the Pulsatilla can accept this evil wind, but the square fist that fears ghosts and gods can't help but be frightened. It almost screams, but it feels that it is regret heaven fist. Even if it is not as good as the Pulsatilla and the old ladle handle, it can never lose its prestige. Therefore, it has to hold back and constantly endanger itself.

But no matter how comforted he was, fear could not be contained, and eroded his courage, making him feel boundless fear, like being possessed by a ghost. He would not have followed him if he had known such an evil door here.

"Boys, you have to follow closely. If you accidentally lose your life, no one will collect your body."

The reaction to the square fist may have been expected, but it may be ridiculous. The old lad kept sneering, reminded again, and took the lead in stepping into the darkness.

If the Pulsatilla dares to come here, he is not afraid of demons and monsters. Moreover, he also has an idea. The living Bodhisattva is waiting for him to come and let the old ladle handle greet him. It is enough to prove that he attaches great importance to him. Even if they are not friends, they will never be enemies.

At least now.

But he wondered how the living Bodhisattva and Yang Yan, as well as the relationship between the beheading enemy villa, could have done so. Is there something fishy in it?

However, all his doubts can be easily solved as long as he sees the living Bodhisattva. Moreover, he has come here and has no way back. What else can he do except move forward bravely and seek the truth?

So he became calm and followed the old ladle handle.

On the contrary, it was the square fist. He noticed that the Pulsatilla and the old lad had left. He wanted to follow up, but he was afraid of the strangeness in the maze and twitched in situ.

Neither advance nor retreat. I don't know what to do.

Just when he hesitated, the Pulsatilla followed the old ladle handle and had gone more than ten steps away. If they continued to stand in a stalemate, when they were fully integrated into the darkness, even the square fist wanted to follow up, but I was afraid they couldn't find a place.

So after hesitating for several times, he finally clenched his teeth, chose to follow up quickly, and merged into the darkness. The darkness completely swallowed them and became a part of the darkness.

Maybe someone wants to ask, is there only darkness here?

In fact, the reason is very simple. The Pulsatilla also guessed the clue. That's because the living Bodhisattva is the stallhead of the dark world. He has done too many evil things in his life. He is most afraid of the enemy's life, and naturally he is most afraid of seeing the sun.

Therefore, if he lives here forever and makes it a dark world, he can have enough sense of security. No matter who comes here, he can only walk in the dark without bringing any light, otherwise he will be regarded as the enemy of life and death.

It's ridiculous.

Walking in the maze, it was as silent as death, without any vitality or any sound. Only the pattering footsteps, three gentle breaths, and the inky darkness climbed onto them, into their skin and into their hearts.

As the footsteps move, the dark feeling becomes more and more obvious, which makes the square fist unbearable and almost on the verge of collapse. Moreover, the more you go in, the more invisible pressure comes, which is as heavy and depressed as a deep mountain.

"Seven, eight, nine, turn left, five, four, three

There is no light in the maze, so it is difficult for anyone to walk. They can only measure by their steps. Where they have gone, the voice of the old ladle handle suddenly reminds them, like the whisper of hell, guiding the Pulsatilla forward.

He also finally understood that the old ladle handle's reminder had such deep meaning that he kept all the steps in mind for future needs.

This is also a subconscious habit formed by him as a commander for many years. He is unwilling to give the initiative to others.

I don't know how long I walked, and finally came to the end. Now in front of the Pulsatilla, almost within reach, is an invisible wall, which virtually blocks the way.

Pulsatilla's heart is moving. Is this it?

"Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong, Dong Dong..."

The old Ladybug put his five fingers together, clenched his thumb inward, and knocked on the invisible wall with a special rhythm. The dull sound was in the dark, looking into the distance, and the echo followed.

In an instant, several voices intersected and echoed, forming a special frequency, like the nonsense of ghosts.

"By the order of the Bodhisattva, Mr. Xia is here!"

The echo gradually disappeared, and the old lad's voice sounded like an ugly voice like a night owl. In this dark space, it had inexplicable penetration, passed through the invisible wall, echoed in the dark again, and intersected with the disappearing echo, making the ghost's nonsense more clear.

It was this strange sound that made Fang Quan more afraid, even shivering, fighting with his upper and lower teeth, but he stifled it, and even covered his mouth with his hands.

If you let others know that the regret heaven fist of the Jianghu reputation is so timid, I really don't know how to laugh at him.

"Squeak!"

A moment later, the psychological endurance of Fangquan reached its limit, and an ugly "squeak" sound came from the dark, like the slow opening of a millennium old house and the reappearance of the nether world.

Still can't see anything, but it gives unimaginable depression. After hearing the "squeak", the old ladle handle laughed "hey hey", and then stretched out his hand to touch it forward. He found that the invisible wall had already disappeared and continued to move forward.

"Eight, seven, six... Move left, one, two, three, four..."

In the dark, the Pulsatilla continued to move forward according to the number of steps, and soon encountered the second wall. As before, the old ladle beat the handle first and reported that "in the name of the Bodhisattva, Mr. Xia is coming". After the invisible wall "Zhiya" was opened, he was able to move forward.

So repeated five times, only to completely get out of the darkness.

After passing through the invisible wall for the last time, it was no longer as dark as ink. The Pulsatilla followed in and saw two red lights burning quietly in the dark several feet ahead.

The candle light did not shake at all. It was like eternal stillness, emitting a faint light like beans. Occasionally, there was a "crackling" sound, which proved that it was a real lamp, not a hell ghost fire.

Between the two lights, there are three red lights arranged in pinyin. The red light is hidden in the dark and can't see the specific shape, but above the red light, there is a curl of smoke rising, which looks strange and inexplicable.

After the three points of red light, hidden in the dark, through the weak light, it is vaguely visible that it is a "human face", pale as paper, but plump as jade, with low eyebrows and eyes, overlooking the red light in front of him.

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