Sure enough, there was a miserable scream in the dark sky outside the pavilion, and he gritted his teeth and tore open his eyelids in pain before dragging the white-haired rat down and throwing it away. The hole in the eyelid was gurgling with blood, and it looked embarrassed and hideous. The white-haired rat rolled on the ground, got up and chased the rats around him, and chased a group of rats to scurry. Dahei was so naïve that he couldn't care about speaking half-baked Chinese dialect anymore, pointing to the pavilion and scolding with his feet in Japanese language, holding the whistle and blowing desperately.

But it couldn't have been more effective. The rats around the white-haired rat were chased by it and there was no way to enter the ground, where could they still care about listening to the command. Ma Wanli took advantage of the chaos to stuff the back of more than a dozen black mice in the pavilion that were drunk with rat fruit and threw out chili peppers, each mouse was so crazy that it bit on the ground, and the crazy atmosphere instantly infected the entire rat group, and soon tore into a ball.

For a while, the sand and dust outside the pavilion flew together, and the whistle and the mournful roar rose together. Da Heitian, who blew the whistle wildly, also became the target of the rat swarm after a while, and Da Heitian was so frightened that Da Heitian hurriedly threw the whistle into the poison pool. As if the anger of years of enslavement exploded in this out-of-control, the crazy rat swarm still chased after the big black sky.

This is one of the seven gods of good fortune who has always been majestic in China, who has made plague and opened tunnels, but he didn't expect to be beaten to the sky by a wise veteran.

The only thing that is safe at this moment is in the pavilion with the door closed, but of course Ma Wanli and Zhao Biao refuse to open the door of convenience to Da Heitian. Da Hei Tian panted and ran around the pavilion in a circle, gradually weak, at this time there were already a few mice chasing Da Heitian and began to bite, Da Heitian looked at the pavilion for the last time in despair, and shouted: "Huaxia old man Baga Ya Ludi!" "Rushing headlong into the swarthy River Styx.

Ma Wanli's face changed, and he hurriedly opened the door of the pavilion and shouted: "Taijun, don't think about it, come in, come in!" "It can be said that it was too late and that it was too fast, and the desperate Da Heitian had already plunged into the river. Ma Wanli opened his mouth wide and stood speechless, seeing that the rats chasing behind the big black sky couldn't bear the torture and jumped down the river, the pool surface rippled in circles, and soon a small skeleton floated out of the water. Two lines of cloudy old tears slowly seeped out of the corners of Ma Wanli's eyes.

Zhao Biao said sympathetically: "The death was quite miserable. But Uncle Ma, don't be too sad for them, don't we have no choice but to do this? Ma Wanli slammed his chest a few times before he could breathe and speak, crying: "Can you not be sad!" Can you not be sad! Oh my shiny golden beans! All your life's savings are gone! Kill a thousand knives! If you want to die, give me back the golden beans first! ”

Before Zhao Biao could persuade Ma Wanli, there was a bang, startling the two of them. However, the wooden beam of the rice warehouse on the top of the cave outside the pass was burned and fell, and the hole where Zhao Ma and the two jumped down was cleverly blocked. Zhao Biao hurriedly said: "Uncle Ma, don't take care of your golden beans!" Our way back is gone! ”

Ma Wanli wiped his tears and snot: "Boiled salted duck eggs in salt water, what kind of idle are you doing, your uncle didn't want to go back from the beginning." Zhao Biao was happy when he thought about it: "Yes, we don't have to go, just wait here!" With such a big fire above, there must be a sentry brother who will come to our rescue when he sees it! Ma Wanli took a sip and said, "Be your baby's big head dream!" When is it, and there will be people above who will take care of this empty granary? Together with this fire, we are already two burned corpses in the eyes of others! plus six horses, seven horses, and four bodies, there will be no one who wants to collect our ashes. ”

As he spoke, some of the unused planks at the other end of the pass were also burned by the wooden beams, and the red fire reflected the Styx side as well. Zhao Biao panicked: "Then what should I do?" I knew that I would be trapped here and waiting to die, it was better to fight to the death with the devils outside the city a few days ago! Ma Wanli said angrily: "Don't take a bite and say a dead word." Sleepiness is not sleepy to kill you, worrying is that the wood is burning hot, and when the poisonous gas in the river evaporates later, then we will be smoked to death. ”

Sure enough, a thin veil of fog seemed to float up on the red river, and Zhao Biao panicked: "Then what should I do?" Ma Wanli didn't say anything and turned around and walked towards the Red Pavilion, Zhao Biao hurriedly followed, muttering: "Uncle Ma is not the right way, right?" Poison gas is not a mouse, it can float in like a closed door! Ma Wanli snorted: "Have you ever heard of the three holes of the cunning rabbit?" Zhao Biao nodded and said, "Of course I have heard that when we were hunters with dogs and rabbits, the three rabbit litters were all connected together." This end goes in and the other end goes out, so that you can escape. ”

Ma Wanli was stunned: "Your words are chaotic, but this is the reason." Lao Lin's house looked like a good person outside, and the underground actually secretly sacrificed with baby blood, can you arrange a way to come in? A big shopkeeper, it's okay to run the grain depot for a long time without seeing anyone, every three or five days with blood sacrifice birds, beasts and beasts, and then take a child in, aren't you afraid that the guy will suspect gossip? ”

"Therefore, the Tao in the granary must not be the way that the Lin family often walks. At most, after the sacrifice to the gods, I was afraid that someone would come to the house in a hurry, and I would smell the blood on my body and expose the stuffing, so I walked out from there to avoid the preparation. The real entrance and exit must be in the Lin family's compound within a radius of several miles. ”

Zhao Biao muttered: "Even if there is, where to find it for a while." Ma Wanli said proudly: "Your Uncle Ma is not your baby, the military advisor of the entire Yiliang Mountain - useless (Wu)." Didn't you just ask me why I was gnawing on that Wutong wooden statue in the pavilion just now? Tell you, Uncle Ma is trying to see which piece of wood on the Wutong Statue is different from other places, and there is a hidden mechanism! ”

Zhao Biaoqi said: "This wood is the same, can you test it out with your teeth?" Ma Wanli grinned and said, "Others can't, but your Uncle Ma can." Generally, if there is a real or empty underneath the wood, you can tell by tapping your fingers on the sound. But these five links seem to be carved from poplar wood, poplar is cork, and you can't hear the echo, so you can only bite it with your teeth. Bite down with the same strength, if the wood is empty and famous, it will feel more glutinous. If it's solid underneath, it feels a little tighter. It's easy to say, but you can't tell the difference if you haven't practiced! ”

Zhao Biao suddenly realized: "It turns out that Uncle Ma, you have also worked as a carpenter!" Is it a family heirloom like my dog? Ma Wanli's face was not good: "If your baby mentions another dog word, Uncle will throw you out of the pavilion!" While speaking, the two of them had already come to the statue of Wutong, and Ma Wanli stood still and bit down again, but he bit seven inches under the head of the wooden statue snake. The kung fu he practiced was worthy of his reputation, and after a while, he forcibly gnawed the wooden statue out of a fist-sized hole, and Zhao Biao was envious and surprised, and suddenly Ma Wanli screamed.

Zhao Biao exclaimed, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Ma Wanli smiled bitterly and took out half of his severed teeth from his mouth, shook his head and sighed: "It's old, it's old." This soft poplar can still gnaw off half of my teeth. Zhao Biao volunteered: "Then uncle, get out of the way, I'll gnaw for you." Ma Wanli scolded: "Don't jump the toad over the weighing pan - it's hard to charge a large piece of meat." Still gnawing, gnawing the tube is full? As he spoke, he put his hand into the hole he had gnawed out, and he didn't know what he had pressed, and there was a loud bang, and the stone slabs in the pavilion where the Eight Immortals Table had been placed collapsed step by step to form stone steps, revealing a dark passage of Hesse Sen and a slight cool air bubbling up.

Only then did Zhao Biao discover that there was a small hole in the wooden board that Ma Wanli had gnawed off, and there was a delicate small lock attached to the hole. Presumably, a delicate key as thin as iron wire had to be inserted into the small hole, and the small lock board behind it would be opened before it could pop open. It's just that the small hole is covered by the blood paint painted on the statue, and it is impossible to see it from the outside, if it is not for Ma Wanli to gnaw a good piece of wood, it is really difficult to find the mystery. Seeing that Ma Wanli's teeth were gnawed off in order to take him to escape, Zhao Biao, who had suspected that he was possessed by demons, couldn't help but feel deeply ashamed.

Ma Wanli didn't pay attention to Zhao Biao's expression, and cheered when he saw a secret passage: "Your Uncle Ma is right?" The closest thing to the rice shop in the Lin family's industry is the mansion. If this road doesn't lead to the courtyard, Uncle Ma will gouge out your eyeballs for you! Zhao Biao was about to go down but was stopped by Ma Wanli and scolded: "Your baby doesn't want to be careless, the rice potato cellar that has not been opened for many years can be drilled into it, and people can still be smoked to death, do you know how long no one has walked through this tunnel?" ”

Zhao Biao had already taken this Uncle Ma's words as a holy decree at this time, nodded obediently and flashed to the back to let Ma Wanli go first. Ma Wanli waited for a while before turning on the flashlight and going down, and Zhao Biao hurriedly followed. The dark passage is more than a meter high, and there are stone tiles on both sides, and I don't know how many generations it took to complete. Ma Wanli was better, Zhao Biao was tall, and when he left, he quickly folded his waist into two sections, and his speed was surprisingly slow. Ma Wanli looked back and sighed, and instructed Zhao Biao: "Give me the grenade." Zhao Biao hurriedly took out two grenades from his waist pocket and handed them over.

Ma Wanli shook his head: "You don't have to take them all, just one." Sure enough, he only took one, handed the flashlight to Zhao Biao, and then stuck the wooden handle of the grenade in the crack of the stone wall not far from the entrance of the cave, and twisted a cotton thread from the torn clothes on his body, tied it to the pull ring of the grenade, and told Zhao Biao to follow suit, twist the cotton thread from his body while walking, and then tie it with his head when the length of the thread is almost to the top, and then tie it with his head, about twenty meters later, Ma Wanli suddenly pulled the long cotton thread, even if it was far away, a huge muffled sound could be heard, The ash above his head fell down, almost blinding Zhao Biao's eyes.

Ma Wanli clapped his hands: "Okay, the crossing is blocked." Even if the other end burns through the sky, the poisonous gas will not be able to get into the hole. Zhao Biao was taken aback: "Uncle Ma, you are so bold, aren't you afraid that our head will also be blown down and buried alive with the two of us?!" Ma Wanli sneered: "Firing guns is also your Uncle Ma's ability to eat in his early years, if you don't have this ability, your uncle is old, can he still stay in the barracks?" The Lin family's house is still more than ten miles away, according to your baby's way, the poisonous gas will be chased into the dark passage before half of it, and if you don't seal the entrance, you want to pull Uncle Ma to be buried with you? ”