Brother Feng looked around near the stone wall and found that it was a huge rock more than two meters high and more than three meters long, and for some reason there were some small openings on the surface.

"Ah, there are dead man's bones!"

Good luck pointed to a pile of rotting vines, and when he looked at it, there were two white bones that had completely rotted away.

"You are also a female soldier king, and when you see two skeletons, do you make a fuss?" Brother Feng said unhappily, and was frightened by her startled appearance.

"Dead people are not terrible, hauntings are terrible, you don't think this place is eerie and scary, do you think there will be many unjust souls!" Good luck looked around, and only felt that the grass and trees were soldiers.

"Don't be afraid, ghosts won't harm a beauty like you!" Brother Feng comforted.

"Anything else?" Good luck said ignorantly.

"Of course, when they see you so beautiful, of course they will have enough fun first, how can they be willing to kill you!" Brother Feng smiled evilly.

"Shut your foul mouth!" Good luck has to stomp your feet.

He examined the boulder closely, and found a long push trail on the ground, which the skeletons must have moved to its position before they died.

"What are they trying to cover up?" Brother Feng frowned, believing that there must be a mystery behind the stone, and the voice just now came from behind the stone.

Brother Feng's arms shook and pushed the boulder hard to move away, but the boulder was extremely heavy and did not move at all.

"Come and help me get this stone out of the way!" Brother Feng said.

"Don't move, don't move, most of the back is a ghost cave, maybe there are a lot of ghosts, and if you release it, it will be a disaster for the world!" Good Luck worried.

"Girl, you've seen too much horror, haven't you? How can there be ghosts in the world! Brother Feng said painfully.

After preaching for a long time, good luck agreed to help.

But the two of them pushed with all their might, let alone move the stones away, and there was no sign of loosening.

"Who are these two dead people, the strength is unimaginable!" Brother Feng was shocked in his heart.

This stone is estimated to weigh 10,000 catties, and the owners of these two white bones actually pushed more than a meter hard, which shows that their strength before their death is extraordinary, at least above the two-star move realm.

Before they died, they did not forget to push the truth behind the hidden boulder, what is the mystery in it?

Brother Feng's appetite was completely suspended.

Ding Ding Ding, he swung the Dragon Sword and slashed at the boulder.

Dazzling sparks flickered in the darkness, and the monolith was made of granite and was very hard.

It took more than an hour to chop a corner half a meter square.

"Hey, are you bored? I said that there are ghosts in it, you really want to break into the ghost gate! Good luck teased.

Brother Feng didn't care about it, he went his own way, went all out, and chopped for more than two hours, and the stone finally fell one meter square.

"Oh my God, there's really a hole in the back of this!"

Good luck tightened his expression, and saw a rusty iron door exposed behind the stones, and behind it should be a mysterious cave.

"This is a bomb shelter, moreover, a bomb shelter from decades ago!"

Li Huaifeng said solemnly.

The bomb shelter was built during World War II to escape the bombing of aircraft, and in addition to that, it was also used to store supplies.

The valley is extremely secluded, surrounded by cliffs, and the bomb shelter was probably built here to serve as a secret storehouse, and it is supposed to contain ordinary supplies.

He became intrigued by what was inside.

In the next two hours, Brother Feng worked non-stop and dug with all his might.

Every time he waved the dragon, Brother Feng regarded it as a way to cultivate and improve.

Good luck watched from behind, from dissuasion in every possible way, to hazing, and fell asleep unconsciously.

After a few hours, Brother Feng's physical strength was completely overdrawn and he sat down to rest.

It wasn't until noon the next day that he completely split the boulder and saw a large rusty iron door behind it.

"Why are there so many handprints and fist prints on it, this is definitely not something left by people, there are ghosts in it, it's terrible!"

Good luck blinked wildly, and saw that there were disorganized handprints and fist prints on the iron gate, and there were seventy or eighty of them, as if they were going to break through the iron gate.

Seeing this, Brother Feng looked solemn.

can make such a deep fist mark on the thick steel gate, and the opponent's strength is more than a step stronger than himself, and even more powerful than the master nameless.

What kind of flood beast is imprisoned in this?

"Stay away, I'm going to open the door!"

Brother Feng said fiercely.

"You madman!"

Good luck knows the temper of the other party's donkey, and will not listen to his own advice, so he can only stand cautiously and watch.

Zilala, the iron gate has formed a lot of rust on it due to the accumulation of time, and there is a sound of destruction and decay.

The door opened completely, and a pungent smell of decay came from inside.

The valley is not bright, and the faint light shines into it, and inside is an air-raid shelter three meters high and more than ten meters deep.

Large and small wooden boxes, messily arranged in it.

Brother Feng lit a torch and walked in cautiously.

Jingle bells.

He kicked a metal object, and when he looked down, it was a canned food box, which was scattered all over the ground, many of which were already covered with mold and a foul smell.

"Who's in there, come out!"

Brother Feng screamed coldly, and he felt that at the end of the air-raid shelter, there was a figure hiding behind the wooden box.

As soon as the words fell, there was a rustling sound in the wooden box behind him, which looked creepy.

"It must be a ghost, a ghost is afraid of light, you throw a torch in it and burn him!"

Good luck hurriedly reminded.

Hearing this, Brother Feng suddenly thought that if there was a living person in front of him, the other party would definitely not dare to come out.

Living in a dark hole for a long time, the eyes cannot adapt to the light for a short time, and if they come out immediately, they will lose their sight instantly.

"I'm in trouble so far, I just want to find a way out, and I have no other malice!" As he spoke, he extinguished the torch in his hand.

The light in the cave is getting darker, and Good Luck hides behind Brother Feng, feeling cold from the inside out.

After more than ten minutes, a figure shook in front of him, and gradually poked out a little small head.

"Hell!"

Good luck screamed, the jade legs were crazy, and they ran outside in a panic.

She actually saw a human head covered by long white hair, and she couldn't see the face at all, wasn't it a ghost?

"It's so fun!"

The man let out a strange laugh and walked slowly.

Brother Feng's sword eyebrows were tightly locked, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, he didn't know whether the other party was a human, a ghost, or some terrible monster.

The man staggered and gradually stepped out from behind the box.

Seeing him appear, Brother Feng suddenly gasped, and the dragon behind him suddenly pulled out.

He actually saw that the other party had white hair more than two meters long, and many of the hair was covered with rotten things, I don't know if it was mold or parasites, it was extremely terrifying.

Bang.

The humanoid monster waved its hand, palms like dead branches, long curly nails.

Wherever he passed his wrist, the cave seemed to be like a hurricane, and a wooden box full of cans flew like a cannonball.

With a click, Brother Feng split the wooden box with a sword, and the military cans inside were chopped and spilled onto Brother Feng.

He licked his lips and saw that the cans hadn't gone bad, just tasteless, soft as a bubble of dog shit.

"Are you a human or a ghost, why do you come up and fight?" Brother Feng retreated again and again, extremely vigilant.

The monster didn't speak, and walked slowly towards Brother Feng.

With a whoosh, he waved his hand, and another box flew in.

Brother Feng concocted it in the same way and split it again.

However, the opponent seems to be happy to be loyal to this throwing game, waving his wrist again and again, and the sky is full of wooden boxes.

Brother Feng used all his strength and struck them one by one.

After cutting off the last box, he saw an old, wrinkled white face, staring straight at him under the long hair.

"You didn't use the Changbai Gate move, who are you?"

The old man asked, and as soon as he finished speaking, his palm suddenly popped out, and he grabbed Brother Feng's neck.

It's too fast.

The opponent's movements were like lightning shots, so that Brother Feng didn't even see how he made a move, and he was caught hard with one move, he had never seen such a powerful opponent.

Brother Feng held his breath, and with a flick of his wrist, the dragon sword drew a graceful arc and stabbed at the strange man.

With a click, the strange man flicked his fingers, and Brother Feng only felt that his wrist was like being struck by lightning, and the tiger's mouth was about to explode.