The sinkhole is about twenty or thirty zhang deep, and the surrounding pit walls are steep, and it is impossible to climb the pit wall to the bottom of the pit. Fortunately, on the cliff in the direction where Yi Sha and the two are standing, there is a path that leads directly to the bottom of the pit. The path is overgrown with vegetation and wild flowers, and there are several hanging springs on the pit wall not far away, and they can't see clearly when they stand on the edge of the pit no matter how deep the scenery is.

Su Musha had never seen this kind of sunken terrain, so he couldn't help but have some questions, and asked again and again: "Is this naturally the case here, I have never seen such a deep sinkhole, and it is really different from the ordinary place where it collapses due to ground movement...... Those places are just a few dents...... I've read in books that if a place collapses due to ground movement, it means that there is an empty underneath, and there are some caves and burial chambers underneath the ground...... But there shouldn't be a tomb here, otherwise it would have collapsed so deeply, how big the tomb must be, I'm afraid it's bigger than the Mausoleum of the First Emperor......"

Dongfang Yi didn't answer, as if he hadn't heard it.

"Lingyun Villa chose to settle in this kind of place, it must have taken a fancy to this terrain, but at first glance, although it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, in fact, as long as it is surrounded, it is difficult for the people at the bottom of the pit to fly...... Anyway, I only listened to the stone bullets that were smashed in the past, and I didn't listen to the ...... that flew in the past."

Dongfang Yi looked up at Su Musha.

At first, when she spoke, he adhered to his usual principle: listen and not hear. Because he knew that this Su girl would habitually talk to herself, and she couldn't stop talking, and most of the words went on and on, and she was where she thought of it.

So he also habitually forgets when he hears it, which is the so-called "filtering".

But who knew that after listening to her words this time, it seemed that she had heard something reasonable, Dongfang Yi couldn't help but wonder if she had a deep meaning in saying this. With this thought in mind, he carefully observed Su Musha for a while, only to see her looking left and right as she spoke, her expression relaxed, and the words flowed from the corners of her lips like beads, but she let them flow to the ground and did not pick them up.

Is it just a matter of thinking about where to go?

Dongfang Yi let out a low laugh in her heart: she didn't seem to realize it at all. In fact, I can often get to the point, but it's a pity.

"Let's go."

Dongfang Yi interrupted Su Musha's muttering and took the lead in slowly descending the mountain road by the pit. After walking two steps, he suddenly paused.

Su Mu couldn't hide his feet. With her feet slipping and her toe sinking into the mud, she frowned, pulled out her foot, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Dongfang Yi staring at her with an unpredictable expression.

"What's wrong again?"

"Ahem. That's the rule here, don't make a fuss about it. ”

Su Mushi was confused, and before he was about to ask again, he saw Dongfang Yi open his mouth, and suddenly from his dantian luck, "hey" soared into the sky, and then hey,

Su Musha's jaw almost fell to the ground. There are many ethnic minorities in Yunnan, and every time there is a major event in life, the death and burial. There will be people who sing and hum tunes, and on weekdays, they are even endorsed by songs, Mingzhi's expression, Su Musha grew up there, and he has seen a lot of this, and he likes to hum a small tune or something when he has time.

But Dongfang Yi, a young master of Yongjing, would even "babble" and "hey, hey, hey", which was really disobedient, and she couldn't help but imagine in her mind that he was wearing a colorful dress. Download the scene of singing and dancing in the sunshine......

Cold, cold.

Dongfang Yi sang two sentences, and there was a wisp of singing at the bottom of the pit, as if he was singing with him. It's just that the tune is weird, and it seems to be slang. Su Musha stretched out her ears to listen, and found that this song was difficult to understand when she only heard its voice, she listened to it again and again, and barely made out that there was a sentence that seemed to be singing "There are more double flying butterflies among the flowers", and the rest was no longer understood.

Singing at the bottom of the pit. Dongfang Yi's singing stopped abruptly, the expression on his face was gloomy, and after a long time, he said to Su Musha: "Keep going." ”

Su Mu looked at his face, feeling that he was in a bad mood at the moment, since he was a normal heart, he could just spit out his doubts to him, just chat:

"The last time you came, you also 'sang' like this?"

Dongfang Yi's face stiffened, and he snorted.

"Is it the friend who showed you the way that told you to do this? What is this? Notification of identity? Su Musha asked again.

"It should be the secret sentry that informed this villa that we came to the door with a commission, not an invasion by foreign enemies."

"And what happens if you don't sing?"

Dongfang Yi brushed aside the vines on the side of the road and snorted, "I'm not that interested in finding out." ”

"Maybe there's going to be a strong attack and a quick crossbow whizzing over...... It is said that this Lingyun Villa is not very far from Yongjing, if it acts like the Dark Village, it cannot be called low-key, and the imperial court actually turns a blind eye to it, it is really strange...... Maybe it's the same as Yanxia Villa, and there is also government power behind it! Alas, no wonder it is said that learning literary and martial arts and selling them to the emperor's family is really, I thought I could be free in the rivers and lakes...... "Su curtain kept covering up, and followed Dongfang Yi to "cut through thorns", but he was so tired that he was panting in a moment.

Dongfang Yi couldn't look down on this kind of personality that had to speak no matter how hard and tired he was, and said coldly: "If you're tired, let's say a few words." ”

"Don't you think it's strange," Su Musha didn't feel sorry for his words at all, and still said persistently, "I haven't seen anyone along the way, is it only us who came to entrust us?" Only one business a day, how can you feed so many killers......"

Dongfang Yi didn't tell her, if ordinary people have difficulties and want to entrust them to Lingyun Villa, they can go directly to the reception points in various parts of the villa to place an order, and they will not trek through mountains and rivers to the location of the villa.

It's not a lie, she didn't ask.

“…… Unless ordinary people don't come to the villa to place an order at all," Su Musha couldn't move, standing in place, leaning over and panting, "Then I want to ask the eldest young master, you, accompany me on this trip, or rather, what is the intention of deliberately letting me go on this trip?" ”

After she finished asking, she pressed her knees with both hands, raised her head with strength, looked at Dongfang Yi who was looking back at her, and raised the corners of her mouth after a while: "What are you doing?" Didn't I think I had a brain? ”

"If you have any doubts, you can go back the way you came now," Dongfang Yi stood in the middle of the mountain road with his hands behind his back, half-turned back, and his naked clothes looked particularly dazzling in the emerald grass, "I will not stop it." However, whether you go or stay, I will move on. ”

Su Mushi glanced at him angrily, pointed to the bottom of the pit that was close at hand, and then pointed back to the edge of the pit far above his head: "I've come here, you let me go back?" That's it, I already knew that you were not so simple to accompany me on this trip," she coughed twice, squeezing out the cool air in her chest, "It's still the same sentence, and squeaked before moving. ”

"Relax, no one wants to do it."

Looking down from a high place, it is a little strange, obviously it looks like it is already within reach, but it will be a long, long time to walk, Su Musha gradually realized a conclusion in the careful march: this place actually does not need a dark whistle at all.

She glanced back at the muddy and damp mountain road, looked at the pit wall full of mossy springs, and once again convinced in her heart: with this terrain, even if there is a light skill like worm uncle, she can only obediently rub down the mountain road.

Thinking of the bookworm, the corners of her lips slowly fell back.

(The heroine's diary 87, July Wangqi and make up again, really, don't care how much anger you have, how strong your sharpness, you are so tired that you lose your temper when you slip all the way down the mountain road) (To be continued.) )