A dried corpse was crooked on a stone bench in front of it. The corpse's leather armor had decayed, but the katana in his hand looked good. The firelight shimmered coldly, and the blade was still sharp.

Perhaps sensing the approach of the living, two green and faint cold lights suddenly lit up in the eyes of the dry corpse. It creaked to its feet, glared at Xu Changqing indifferently, and raised its long knife. Xu Changqing jumped on the spot and put on a boxing stance. It seemed that he despised such slow-moving monsters, and did not even draw his sword.

The dry corpse is staggering closer, and it is a knife in the neck!

Seeing the cold sword blade rushing towards him, Xu Changqing twisted his waist and turned around, kicking high! The dry corpse didn't know how to change, and still swung the knife according to the original trajectory, and was kicked in the face head-on. The force of this kick was not small, and even the corpse and knife flew up. The small body of the dry corpse was not strong, and it hit the wall with a click, and it fell apart immediately. The big skull fell and spun around twice, and the green light in its eyes gradually dimmed. The knife swirled into the wall, and there happened to be a crack in the stone that was stuck in it.

Xu Changqing glanced at the crack in the stone, revealing a puzzled expression. "It's not like a natural ......," he said, as he walked over and shook the knife from side to side. Dust continued to fall down, and the cracks in the stone became larger and larger.

Suddenly, the stone wall collapsed with a thud. Xu Changqing had already prepared and jumped away. If he still stands in the same place, he will be buried alive.

Behind the wall was a hemispherical depression with an iron bar in the middle, just big enough for a person to reach into.

"I see," Xu Changqing reached out to hold the crossbar and twisted it vigorously, "After it was built, the mechanism was sealed, no wonder no one could find the passage." ”

The moment the crossbar was twisted, all four walls of the stone chamber hall shook. Thin sand flowed out of the cracks in the stones, and the ground shook with a low rumbling sound. In many places, the walls sank, revealing hidden rooms behind them. In one room, rows of dried corpses lay on a stone bed against the wall. They all died calmly, showing no signs of struggle.

Obviously, these people were the laborers who built this place. They blocked the passage from the inside, and then closed the only switch as well. It would be impossible for anyone to find the entrance, because it would not be possible to open it from the outside. ”

The effect of twisting the crossbar is not just to expose the room. The dried corpses - they were all moving. Green fire danced in the parched eye sockets, rope-like muscles clinging to the gray bones. With a low roar, they stood up.

"It's time to move again," Xu Changqing pulled out the Moon of Yellow Springs, "Come on, bone racks." ”

In an instant, a dark whirlwind of steel swept through the room. The staggering corpses were chopped to pieces almost without resistance. Xu Changqing opened the Evil Spirit Illustrated Book and began to absorb these souls that had been bound for a long time. Hard work is not unrewarded. After almost all the souls were swept away, the banshee Kuroki finally suddenly appeared in front of Xu Changqing's eyes.

Xu Changqing smiled: "I can summon again, it's good to see you again, Red Dew Magic Tea." ”

"I can't fight yet," the banshee said in a low, faint voice, "I can't be invisible, I can't pounce, I need to recover." ”

"Okay, let's go ahead and rest." Xu Changqing lifted the summons.

After inspecting the hidden rooms one by one, Xu Changqing found an arched passage that was hidden.

The corridor is dim and damp, maybe an open flame would be better. Xu Changqing thought about it and grabbed a few pieces of wood to make a torch. There were dead people's bones all over the place, and the skulls were full of oil. The dry strip of cloth is dipped to the full, and the light is bright and long-lasting.

The road has not been walked for a long time, and the walls are covered with thorny vines, which are illuminated by torches and give a disgusting dark green hue.

The sound of sighing and sighing passed through the vines, and Xu Changqing stopped vigilantly, as if he sensed something. He stopped and pressed his torch against the wall. I didn't expect to stab the hornet's nest this time. Suddenly, there was a bang, and dense black shadows escaped from the firelight. These are beetles the size of fingernails, with dark blue metal veins on their backs.

As the beetles fled in all directions, the vines clinging to the stone walls began to shake violently. The thick dark green stems and leaves churned, and the brushes pulled and clicked. The beetles scattered in all directions, revealing the heavily corroded and bulging stone walls beneath the vines. The vines swayed, emitting a pungent fishy smell.

Xu Changqing recognized those little beetles. That's a corpse worm, something that eats carrion.

None of the most experienced warriors will be afraid of corpse worms. This little thing is afraid of sound, light, fire, and is very timid. They would never dare to attack living creatures, unless they were dying and could not move at all. Some tyrants in ancient times liked to use them to kill people. Stripped naked and tied up and thrown into a swarm of corpses, their sharp black needles will make the victim want to die sooner.

Focusing on the corpse insects, it is inevitable to ignore the feet. Suddenly, Xu Changqing stepped on a loose stone brick. Not good! He was immediately alert: there is a mechanism!

With the sound of the wind, a stainless steel short arrow was held by Xu Changqing, and it was less than a slap away from his face. The short arrow seemed to have some kind of aggressive drug attached to it. As soon as Xu Changqing grabbed it, he immediately threw it away. Even so, there was a dark mark on his hand. Fortunately, his physique has now broken through the legend, and his recovery power is amazing. In just a few minutes, the palm of the hand was back to normal.

Arrows are shot from the wall. A smooth round hole appeared between the gaps in the dark green vines. He carefully watched his feet. From here, there are more twisted lines on the gray and black floor tiles, like words. Xu Changqing carefully and slowly identified the ground, moving forward little by little.

The bricks are burned with Danwen. During the Heian period, some people in Fuso once made a special trip to the mainland to learn the art of alchemy. Danwen is a secret text that circulates among these people. It is usually used to record the experience of Danfang and alchemy. Because it's hard to understand, it's occasionally used in tricks. It seems that the floor tiles here should not be stepped on. If you step on it wrong, these dark crossbows can be quite troublesome, if not deadly.

Xu Changqing seriously tried to step on the bricks little by little, and did not dare to be negligent.

At the end of the corridor, a stone gate stands quietly. Xu Changqing showed a rare hint of excitement: "Okay, I've found the secret entrance!" My guess was correct! ”

After removing the vines that covered the stone door, it was clear that there was a picture carved on the door. The painting depicts a young girl in a coffin, flanked by samurai with swords in hand and men in high black hats, as if about to be buried. The thick stone gate was quite tight, Xu Changqing pushed it tentatively, and the stone gate made a tragic rattling sound, but only some stone powder fell, and it still didn't move.

Obviously, there must be a mechanism nearby.