I kind of understood, the blue-eyed heart was not an ordinary distortion at all, and I didn't feel happy until I was cut by a thousand knives and divided by five horses, and if I had time, I should really let Bu Chip persuade him to see a psychiatrist.

"Where's Xiao Xiao?" At the beginning, Xiao Xiao was arrested by them, and I don't know if anything happened.

The blue-eyed footsteps did not stop, and walked straight forward, entering a secret door, regardless of whether the people behind followed or not. I thought to myself, if I wasn't familiar with the terrain here, I really didn't want to go with him.

It took a long time to hear him say in front of him: "I care about her so much, she is your wife?" ”

With a twist of his feet, he was so frightened by his words that he almost tripped over himself, what kind of eyes and brains did he have, could he think of something normal: "My wife is free, a person like me, it's good to have a few friends." ”

"It's self-aware." Blue Eyes replied without thinking, and seemed to be very satisfied with my words, "However, people like you should not even have friends, and the people who stay by your side will be killed by you sooner or later." ”

"Hehe......" I didn't say anything this time, and the atmosphere between the blue eyes eased slightly, at least he wasn't like before, and his mind was full of wanting me to die.

The dark passage was very spacious, and the four of them walked in it, without the slightest feeling of crowding, and after a few turns, another stone door was opened, and this time, I smelled the familiar smell of corpses and burnt smell again, and the two black-robed people behind me invariably pinched their noses.

The smell is really unbearable, the moment I first smell it. I also had a burst of sour water in my stomach, and I almost threw up: "Where is this?" ”

"Aren't you trying to get those companions back?" As soon as the words fell, he raised his hand and fired a shot inside, the sound of the gunfire echoed in the dark passage, and it was inexhaustible for a long time, and the gunshot sounded in his ears, and then he heard a sound of "rustling" inside, and he couldn't help but feel a little numb in his scalp.

Blue eyes glanced back at me with a cautious face, and sneered, "Let's go." ”

This posture is like the black and white impermanence that comes to hook the soul.

The squirming sound. It makes me really uncomfortable. In addition to the Monkey Man in my mind, it is the strange thing under the sarcophagus that resembles a miniature version of the Monkey, and if there is anything, it is the group of bugs called Flower Marriage.

Then I thought about it for a long time. Only then did I realize that those bugs were obviously ice blue. But it is called the reason for the flower marriage. Because all those who have been poisoned by flowers. Eventually, it will turn into a pool of blood, like wearing a bright red wedding dress.

These bugs are the last thing I want to face in my subconscious. The fear of them is similar to that of blood spores.

Following behind the blue eyes, his right hand quietly touched the handle of the dagger, and his whole body was on guard, but there was no danger except for the smell of corpses that was even stronger.

The road under my feet was fairly smooth, but it was all wet, and I couldn't tell whether it was black-red or colorless under the light of the flashlight, and strange moss-like climbing objects grew on the walls on both sides.

Hundred miles are they in this kind of place? Damn, what about the one who said he would save them and give them the necessary supplies? How many words can you believe in the words of blue eyes?

The further inside, the temperature became lower and lower, the humidity became heavier and heavier, and the smell of corpses was gradually overshadowed by the strong smell of blood, and there was a cold smell everywhere. There are water droplets falling down, making a regular "ticking" sound, which is particularly loud in the empty dark passage.

"Here we are." Blue eyes suddenly paused, waved their hands behind them, and the two black-robed people immediately walked in a distance, "Before looking for someone, I think you should let you know those things first, and then you decide what to do." ”

There was a shock under his feet, and the large area that he was stepping on with Blue Eyes began to sink, moving down in a slow and steady manner, like the action of an elevator.

In the dark, the two of us faced each other, staring at each other, each on guard.

It continued to sink for more than three meters, and a faint blue light came out from the opposite side, and looking at the inexplicable smile in the blue eyes, the uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger.

He led me in the direction of the light, and as soon as I entered, I saw a wall full of framed photographs, some in black and white, some in color; There are posters as big as a poster, and there are also as small as half a palm. Under the dim blue light, there is a feeling of time travel, and it is like looking at an exhibition in a museum.

"Have you ever tasted betrayal?" Blue Eyes stopped in front of a wall and looked up at the picture above, looking at it with great interest. Looking at his line of sight, it was just a set of black and white photos.

It was his tone that made me feel depressed: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Do you know who the person in the photo is?" He turned back to me and raised his chin and squinted his eyes, "Guess what." ”

He's talking about the set of photos he just saw. In the photo, a teenager, about ten years old, is wearing a Chinese-style practice uniform, and his moves are clear-eyed.

Divination? No, it's not, Bu Chip's chin has a scar since he was a child, and the child in the photo is obviously not him.

"Don't go around in circles, just say what you have, I don't have time to spend here." I saw a poster-sized photo at the bottom, it was this child, wearing a black cloak, mixed in the middle of a group of black-robed people, and the moment he looked back, he happened to be photographed.

Looking at this child's dress, most of them are also their people, who have been trained since they were young, similar to the encounter between Bu Chip and Blue Eyes. If someone I know asks me if I know what it feels like to be betrayed, then I already have two alternative answers in my heart - Gu Fei, or sissy.

"Do you think that the descendants of the Li family, except for Li Yuan's sister, really don't have any?" The blue-eyed bull head said such a sentence to the horse's mouth, and threw another question at me.

Li Yuan, should refer to Uncle Yuan, his sister is Gu Fei's mother, strictly speaking, Gu Fei's surname is Gu, and he cannot be called a descendant of the Li family, so the Li family is indeed only an orthodox descendant like Gu Fei's mother, but what does his words mean?

"The Gu Fei you know should actually be called Li Fei, and he is Li Yuan's son. Li Yuan's sister is infertile, and it is impossible for her to have children. Blue eyes stared at me, paused, and didn't continue.

At this point, I looked at the person in the photo, and my mind went blank. Gu Fei is Uncle Yuan's son, his surname is Li, does he know about this matter himself? Oh, he should already know, otherwise how could there be people in this world who left their parents and looked for death for their uncle's wishes?

So the person in the photo is Gu Fei, why is his photo displayed here, and looking at it, it is still a photo of a child, is he really a person from the mysterious man's side?

But shouldn't the Li family be on the same side as Yang Yunshi? How could he be on the side of the person who wanted to kill "Yang Yun"?

His brain is so messy, why did Uncle Yuan hand over Gu Fei to his sister to raise, and took the initiative to let Gu Fei get involved in these things? Gu Fei has obviously practiced since he was a child, why do he have to pretend to be useless? Why did you pretend to be a ghost-faced man and attack me again when you saved me? ……

Countless questions are swirling and entangled in my mind, and I can't figure out my thoughts. (To be continued......)