The rooftop is about seven or eight meters square, one side is against the mountain and three sides are suspended in the air, the semi-arc surface of the suspension is smooth and tidy like a knife and an axe, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine that there will be a scene like artificial carving on the rooftop. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The rooftop is covered in silver and frozen. The wind was whistling all around, making people unstable on their feet, and it seemed that if they were not careful, they would be thrown below like leaves swept away by the wind. What was even more surprising was that the stone platform was empty, and there was nothing to be seen except for a stone pier and a few pieces of gravel.

Could it be another scam?

Thinking that there was another rooftop behind the mountain, Qiao Mengchen tried to stabilize his body and look: the left and right sides were covered by the round stone wall, and there was not even the slightest crack in the stone wall.

He also had a personal feeling, and this situation was also encountered in the tomb of Yu Bo. That is, the void here contains some invisible ingredient that makes the air much thicker, and being so entangled makes his every move slow down by half a beat. However, there is no feeling of wetness on clothes, skin, or hair, which proves that it is not moisture that is at fault.

It was so cold on the rooftop that the sunlight was in vain, leaving only the lighting. While it was still early, Qiao Mengchen simply took out Wen Daoyi's family heirloom sword, and struck inch by inch the only place where the traces of Baguio Cave might be hidden: the mountain wall.

Will there be a miracle? Will the gates of Baguio Cave appear behind the smooth stone walls?

After beating for more than an hour, all I heard was the sound of "橐橐橐", and I did not find a place that might be hollow. To be honest, Qiao Mengchen had no experience in this area, and his purpose in doing so was only in the hope that he would happen to touch the switch that opened the cave door.

No.

When Qiao Mengchen put away his sword in disappointment, there was a headwind behind him that was among the many tailwinds, but it did not attract his attention. The search for the last and only place failed, and the traveler and adventurer kicked him a few times, spreading his anger on the stone pier that had existed for an unknown number of years.

Clank, this kick came out in exchange for the sound of broken glass.

Something that only happens in the mythical world appears: a colorful and auspicious stone gate appears from behind the stone pier as if by magic. There is a half part of Rui Fu on the left and right sides of the stone gate, and the Rui Fu strokes are redundant like some kind of ancient totem, and the light and shade of its surface are changing and bursting out with dazzling white light.

The stone door, which was more than one person high, opened slightly, and a golden light immediately came out from inside. The one behind the stone gate was noticeably warmer than on the rooftop, and as soon as it appeared, the ice sheet outside the door melted rapidly. Qiao Mengchen hesitated slightly, and slammed the door open. The stone door looked very heavy, but it was quite light to push, and he pushed it open without much effort.

The space is very large, and the charm is full of light. With the dark stone wall as the background, the distant mountains contain daisies, the water is murmuring, the white cranes linger in the green pines, and the scarlet lotus leans against the blue waves, which is a long and beautiful dynamic picture, which blooms in front of Qiao Mengchen's eyes like a real illusion. On the stone walls on both sides, there are more gold-like Rui charms that appear and disappear from time to time. The Rific is endlessly changing and fleeting.

Behind the stone gate is such a fantasy world!

This must be the so-called Baguio Cave, and those elf-like Rui Fu must be the collection that Yong Yikai dreamed of.

Although there are thousands of characters in Ruifu, as long as you calm down and copy one stroke at a time, it should not be difficult. The difficult thing is that there are more strokes and a little weird appearance, I don't know which sinister bullshit thing patted the head to come up with the shape of the pit daddy, these luminous symbols keep changing size, changing shapes, changing positions, and even tilting to the left one moment ago, and the next moment a small number does not say that it also changes the direction, although it is the same symbol, but it makes others tremble and dare not recognize each other!

After watching it for a while, Qiao Mengchen was dizzy and his heart was beating faster. As soon as he thought about it, he stared at it more, and if he couldn't get it, he would vomit out all the five organs of his heart, liver, and liver.

The funny is not only that, in the middle of the Baguio Cave, there is actually a chaise longue, covered with thick fur, pillows, and foot pads. It seems that the designer is very humane - don't be in a hurry, look at it slowly and study it slowly, you can lie down when you are tired and you can sleep until you see you alive!

After climbing such a long ladder, the steel body can't stand the tiredness. He sat down in his chair in a daze, thinking about closing his eyelids for a while before making a decision.

No, this chair is so hard to sit on, it's bumpy like sitting on a crater!

As soon as he uncovered the fur cushion that he didn't know who it was, he almost didn't paralyze Qiao Mengchen: seven calcified adult skulls, with hollow eye sockets, stared at him together!

Qiao Meng drew his sword in the dust, and looked around in fear, only worried that some cannibal demon and ancient relict beast would flash out of thin air. After waiting for a long time, the cave is still the same, and the inaudible fishing song seems to come from the painting, and there is no side sound for the rest.

What about the bones of these people? It was another embarrassing wait, but there was no vision in the cave mansion where he had escaped from the world, and Qiao Mengchen had the courage to search for the possible remaining bones of the skull's owner one by one in the corners. In fact, you don't have to do it, the cave has long been unobstructed: excluding the illusion of blue bricks and black walls, he is indeed the only one in this cave.

It must be the "lucky one" who was sent to copy the collection before, otherwise, who would pin their heads high to the waistband of their trousers, climb all the way from the stone ladder where the three souls scared off the two souls, and then come to the rooftop where the person is frozen to death?

Seven ownerless skulls, seven unjustly killed lives! How much torment and torture did they go through before they died? Like Qiao Mengchen's fate, their failure to complete their mission meant a dead end! However, in the face of these unrecognizable, fleeting symbols, the only thing they could do was to watch and copy indiscriminately, and as time ran out, their last psychological defense line was completely defeated, and then they became crazy and stupid, until the mercilessness of death came.

Will Joe Mengchen be the eighth?

The bigger question is, who was so naughty that he had the heart to collect the seven skulls and arrange them neatly under the chairs, tricks, intimidation, or quirks...... Perverted?

Still unable to understand, the fatigue had already hit Qiao Mengchen and had no time to worry about it anymore, so he shook at the seven skulls, then put them aside, and then lay down in peace.

This sleep was very unsound, his ears seemed to be lifted, sobbing, babbling, sighing, screaming, beasts hissing, windswept clouds, all kinds of sounds mixed together, turned into thick cream and poured into it. In the dream, there was a female voice that seemed to have heard it, calling to him softly - open your eyes from the nightmare, do you want to be the eighth unjust ghost?

Bang! Qiao Mengchen fell off the chair on his heels, tried to stand but couldn't stand firmly, and fell again.

The characters on the cave wall are still in disorder, and I feel sick to vomit after looking at it for a while, where can I remember it? I don't remember it, Qiao Mengchen threw away the pen and paper, sat back on the terrifying chaise longue, took out the wooden vein meatloaf and chewed it. Eating until his mouth was dry, this led to another incident of being pitted: no water!

No one told him how to find the Baguio Cave, no one told him how to copy the characters, no one gave him the necessary water bags, and he was replaced by someone else, perhaps in despair!

He went out and grabbed a handful of snow in his mouth, and returned to the warm hole. The problem of drinking water seems to be solved, and the problem of learning is still there. Other things can be tried in other ways, but the dynamic characters are fast-changing and difficult to capture.

With his memory, Qiao Mengchen barely drew a few strokes. But there are too many Rui Fu strokes like visitors from outside the sky, and those who turn around are almost measured with a ruler. Hey, now it would be nice to have a smartphone by your side.

When my heart calmed down, I actually heard the sound of ticking water here. The search was unsuccessful, and under the boredom, Qiao Mengchen finally set his eyes on the picture scroll on the stone wall.

He clearly remembered that there were two white cranes in the original moving picture scroll, but now there was only one left, and the other one was gone, did it fly? The wings of the white crane were spread out, and it seemed to be flapping slightly. Below it, there are several vigorous ancient pine trees, and under the boulders where the ancient pines have taken root, there is a small puddle of water, overflowing with clear water, and droplets of water dripping from the bottom of the rocks.

I found the sound of dripping water! Qiao Mengchen himself was too careless, not only the Qingquan Stone was upstream, but even in the pond where Tiantian lotus leaves floated on the water, he could feel the slight rippling water waves.

Qiao Mengchen reached into the painting, and the calm of the pool water in the painting was broken, and when he took it back, his palms were wet and full of water. In addition to the surprise, he took a sip of water, which was delicious! He no longer doubted, and buried his head in the painting and drank violently.

After the cow drinks, the rhythm of Rui Fu's changing arrangement is slightly sluggish, and the original blink of an eye shit setting looks a little slower. Qiao Mengchen was secretly surprised, and took a few sips despite the distension of his stomach, and then observed. Sure enough, it was even slower.

Bingo! Find a solution. In addition to the surprise, Qiao Mengchen felt deeply sorry for the seven victims who died unjustly, and he would like to thank Yong Yikai and others, if it weren't for their stupidity to forget to fill the water, he would not have been thirsty enough to go to the painting to get water.

Ruifu was almost motionless, but it was still flickering, and the surface of the pond was about to bottom. Without doing anything, Qiao Mengchen sucked up the remaining pool water in one go. At this moment, the naughty Rui Fu was honest and hung there fixedly.

Good things and bad things are like twin brothers, and while he is happy, there is one more thing that makes him feel disgusting and strange: in the dry pond, there are no more than seven skullless skeletons, half-buried in the mud at the bottom of the water. Although these bones are small, they are all available except for the lack of a skull.

Qiao Mengchen's vest was cold, his stomach cramped, and he vomited loudly, pouring out the overnight's meal. But what he is most worried about is the Baguio Cave Collection, if he doesn't take advantage of the time to record the still Rui Fu as soon as possible, once they recover their stubborn nature, they will drink a "bubble bone water" in vain.

Enduring the surging nausea, Qiao Mengchen hurriedly raced against time and began to copy the collection in the cave.