"Finally unraveled." The fat man took a deep breath, then turned and fell to the side.

"Fatty!" Seeing that the fat man was tired and paralyzed, Zhang Meng suddenly let out an exclamation.

"It's all right, he's just fainting." Zhang Shaotu quickly stepped forward to probe the fat man's snort, and after a brief examination, he motioned to Zhao San behind him to help lift the fat man up.

Seeing this, Zhao San had to pick up the fat man who had fainted, and he didn't forget to complain: "This little fat man is really heavy enough, if the third uncle hadn't practiced it back then, it is estimated that he would have been crushed to death by you directly!" ”

"The fat man should not be in danger of his life for a while, let's go down." Zhang Shaotu looked at the stairs that suddenly appeared in front of him and said to Zhang Meng.

"Good!" Zhang Meng nodded.

Lady Na also quickly turned around, found Mike and the Japanese mercenary, and helped the two to go down with the group.

At the bottom of the stairs is a secret room.

There was no light in the secret room, and the eerie green lanterns outside the main hall could not shine inside the secret room at all. Seeing this scene, Zhang Meng hurriedly ordered everyone to scatter their flashlights in the four corners of the secret room, and then shine them together.

Ye Jiu, Brother Jun, Lai Zi, and Zhang Shaotu each picked up their flashlights and walked to the four corners of the secret room.

Before Zhang Meng could see anything, they heard Xiao Lou exclaim: "Ah......"

Hearing Xiaolou's screams, Zhang Meng hurriedly walked over, grabbed her shoulders and comforted: "Don't be afraid, Xiaolou, there is Brother Ameng." ”

"Cut!" Seeing Zhang Meng's reaction, Zhao San, who was pressed by the fat man, scolded and said: "This little cute boy, when he sees a girl, he hugs him, and he is not afraid that someone will be jealous." ”

As she spoke, Lady followed Mike and the Japanese mercenaries in.

By the light of the flashlight, Lady happened to see Xiaolou who was being held by Zhang Meng, her expression changed, and she quickly turned her head.

"I ......" felt that Lady Na had misunderstood, Zhang Meng wanted to explain something with a bitter face, but was stuck in her throat by a sentence.

"Brother Meng, it seems that someone touched me just now, I'm afraid!" Saying that, Xiaolou sobbed softly again, and the tears wet Zhang Meng's clothes.

"Don't be afraid, isn't Brother Meng here?" Zhang Meng comforted Xiaolou, and then said to Ye Jiu, Brother Jun, Lai Zi, and Zhang Shaotu who were scattered in the four corners: "Okay, everyone turn on the light source." ”

With the influx of four pillars of light, the entire secret room lit up in an instant.

And at the moment when the secret room lit up, the expressions of the four people standing in the corner who looked at Zhang Meng became stunned.

Zhang Meng also immediately realized something, he quickly turned his head, it didn't matter, he was almost scared and sat on the ground when he saw it.

And Xiaolou, who got into Zhang Meng's arms, had already been frightened by the sudden scene in front of him.

Even Zhao San, who had always had a loud voice, fell into unprecedented shock when he turned around and saw the center of the secret room.

As for Lady Na, Mike and the others who came in later, they were simply completely stupid on the spot.

In front of him, piles of decaying human bones were neatly arranged in the center of the secret room in a fan-shaped shape. In the light of the flickering flashlight, the fifty dead bones sitting cross-legged were like evil spirits from hell, beckoning to everyone.

"Damn, what the is this?" Or Zhao San was bold, blowing his beard and glaring, and shouted: "Is this the secret room on the mural?" Why is it that there is a group of Taoist skeletons hidden inside? ”

"These dry bones ......" Zhang Meng paused and did not continue.

Truth be told, things have come to this point, and you don't have to guess who the owner of these bones is. Especially in the middle of the fan, those dry bones that are out of the ordinary.

If it weren't for Qiu Chuji and his personal disciples, who else could there be?

Who would have thought that the famous old Taoist priest Qiu would be buried in this inconspicuous secret room in front of him, and his body was not stored in a coffin, nor did he have any funerary goods, only his disciples accompanied him.

"Look!" Lady pointed with her hand, and in the center of the fan, behind the dry bone, there was a large number of characters.

Hearing Lady Na's words, everyone hurriedly raised their heads and stared.

"I have been poor all my life, and I have not succeeded in solving the mystery of immortality, so it turns out that I went in the wrong direction from the beginning and almost got nothing. Fortunately, with the help of Dao Ancestors, leaving clues, the poor Dao can finally return to the right path! ”

"It's a pity that Temujin's dog, thief, tiger-eyed and beaked, actually wants to exterminate my Quanzhen Sect and swallow the secret of immortality alone. Although I have lost the world, how can I be the traitor who seeks glory? Even if the entire Daomen is buried for this, the poor Dao will not allow the Temujin dog thieves to prolong their lives and continue to slaughter their Han compatriots. ”

"Poor Dao is willing to bury more than 50 disciples alive here with his own disciples to preserve my Han bloodline!"

"Temujin dog thief, poor Dao deserves to die! Die well deserved! ”

Looking at this sharp words, everyone also fell into silence.

"The Quanzhen Sect fell overnight, and nine out of ten disciples of the True Transmission were gone, and it turned out that those disciples who had the ability were all sitting here with the Qiu Zhiji." Looking at the dry bones sitting cross-legged, Zhang Shaotu sighed for no reason.

Lai Zi said thoughtfully: "It's really hard to say the merits and demerits of this hill, in order to seek immortality, he can devote himself to painting for seven years, and rob the tomb to Central Asia!" But in order to prevent Genghis Khan from getting the secret of immortality and continue to slaughter the Han people, he can ...... again"

Hearing Lai Zi's voice, Zhang Meng took a deep breath and echoed: "He can bear to bury these more than fifty personal disciples here." ”

"On his body, there is the shadow of Ye Ba." Ye Jiu said.

"No matter what, his heart is still towards the Han people." Zhang Meng said in amazement: "If Genghis Khan really lived for dozens or hundreds of years, with the killing of Mongolia at that time, I am afraid that our Han people will be wiped out......

Hearing everyone's speculation, Lai Zi secretly shook his head and muttered: "With Genghis Khan's eloquence, how can he succeed by hiding from death?" I always had the feeling that even though Genghis Khan didn't get immortality in the end, he must have known all the secrets. ”

"If that's the case, then Qiu is really not worth dying." Zhang Meng shook his head and said with some regret: "It's a pity that a generation of masters ended up like this!" ”

"What happened to him, it doesn't matter much to us, and we don't have time to feel sorry for him now, if he hadn't caused so much trouble, how could it affect us?" Zhao San reminded everyone: "I also have a wounded person on my back, and there are two sick people in Hong Kong who are haunted by nightmares, if this matter ends with these dozens of dry bones, then what should we do?" ”

"I thought that the source of the nightmare was hidden under this secret room, but I didn't expect that Qiu Jiji laid such a thrilling dragon stake, just to prevent others from discovering the ruins of his sitting." Zhang Meng shook his head and said with some disappointment: "It seems that the graffiti of the group of Taoist priests in the main hall before they died is just madness when they die, and it is not a nightmare at all......

Before Zhang Meng could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Brother Jun, who pointed to the dry bone in the middle of the fan, squinted and said, "Not necessarily!" ”