According to the local chronicles, many people were buried in the anti-thief pit. In every dynasty and every generation, at the end of the war, it will become the first place for murderers to kill prisoners.

In a metaphysical sense, this kind of place is called a "soul pit". The souls of the dead gathered here and were driven together to the Netherworld.

In the 21st century, any superstitious ideas are criticized by the public. I am only talking about the theory of metaphysics here, and metaphysics is a part of science and philosophy, and it is by no means superstition.

"Lan Zhou, don't think about it." I shook my head.

Paddle Lanzhou took out a signature pen from his sleeve, and with a slight twist, the pen turned into a narrow-bladed knife.

"Give it to me." As I spoke, I took the knife and gently pressed the tip of the knife against the depression in the sand table.

If there is solid ground under the sand table, then this knife will be blocked after piercing the cement layer, and it will not be able to continue forward.

"I just felt the sound of my heart beating as it went up, and I felt it." Paddle Lanzhou said.

I didn't respond, and I didn't echo it.

"The heart of the desert is real—" Ranzhou looked up at the narrow hole in the top of the chamber, "The stone tower must have a deep meaning here." ”

I took a deep breath, gripped the knife in my left hand, and struck lightly on the tail of the knife with my right palm. With a click, the inch-long blade pierced through the cement layer and sank underneath.

"Pounding, pounding, pounding", my ears rang with a rapid heartbeat.

The sound was so strange that we drew our swords and pulled the oars back three times.

"The heartbeat of the wounded...... Could it be that this knife went down and stabbed ...... Impossible, impossible! I looked down at the blade, and for a moment my mood was freezing cold, because the silver blade was covered with blood.

In other words, I stabbed a person or an animal, and the person's or animal's heartbeat suddenly increased several times because of the severe pain.

"There's someone down there." Paddle Lanzhou said.

I couldn't explain what was happening in front of me, it was incredible.

If a person or animal carries a sand table, in what state does it exist? How to survive underground? More importantly, what is the point of doing this? Who created this chamber and the sand table...... There were so many unsolvable questions piled up that I was overwhelmed in an instant.

To be honest, the bloody blade made me mess up for a moment, but I quickly calmed down again.

"As you wish, we have destroyed the sand table. Now, go up right away. I whispered in my ear.

I'm not afraid to face Zuo Fengshou, after all, it's a fair game between people. On the contrary, here, I racked our brains with Oaran Zhou, and we couldn't imagine who the enemy was.

This time, the oars did not refute, and followed me up the wooden ladder step by step.

When I reached the point where the wooden ladder turned horizontally, I took a breath and shouted upwards: "Mr. Zuo, we are coming up, we have made a new discovery." ”

Since my goal is to leave the secret room, even if it is tantamount to fighting with the tiger at this moment, I have to take a risk.

Soon, Bao Toad's face appeared in the mouth of the cave.

She held a powerful flashlight in her hand, and a beam of white flowers of light was cast down and landed on the wooden ladder.

"Mr. Zuo asked me to ask, what's new?" Bao Toad spoke.

"There is an anomaly under the sand table, I pierced the sand table, and the blade was bloody." I raised my left arm and held the blood-stained pen-shaped knife upward.

The pillar of light brightened and shifted to my left hand.

"Mr. Zuo asked, did you find anything else?" Bao Toad spoke again.

"Nope." I replied instead of Oaran Zhou.

Indeed, the oars found nothing in the secret room.

Bao Toad's face was removed, and Zuo Fengshou's face appeared.

Looking at each other in this situation, his face was expressionless, and his facial features were like clay statues in the mountain gate, glowing with a layer of majestic and strange oil.

"The big man came from thousands of miles away, and after several setbacks, he risked his life to rush to the stone tower of Luopan Village, for the things in the secret room. Now, you said that you said that you didn't find anything, should I believe it? Zuo Fengshou asked.

The flashlight was handed to him, and the pillar of light passed by me, illuminating the oars below.

Man is a sword, I am a fish.

Now, we are condescendingly teased and humiliated, and it is also helpless.

"What secrets does the Yellow Flower Society hide? For the sake of this secret, even the Pentagon turned its face and uprooted the power of the Yellow Flower Society in the United States of America? Miss Oar is the only orthodox heir to the mantle of the Yellow Flower Society, I don't believe it, even Miss Oar doesn't know what this secret is? Zuo Fengshou shook the flashlight, and the pillar of light swirled back and forth on the head of the oar.

"Previously, I didn't know anything, and after the Pentagon incident, I still didn't know anything. I came to the stone tower, just the procedure arrangement of the strain manual of the Huanghua Society, only what to do here, the manual is not indicated. Paddle Lanzhou said helplessly.

Now, I am more than two meters away from the entrance of the cave, and even with all my strength, it is impossible for me to jump up and get out of the hole.

Standing here for the second time, I made a new discovery.

It turned out that the horizontal deflection of the wooden ladder was not just my hallucination, but the result of another metaphysical thaumaturgy - the technique of Qimen Dunjia.

There are a lot of discussions on the art of Qimen Dunjia in the classics of the rivers and lakes, and the most exaggerated is to include it in the category of the art of immortals, claiming that as long as you practice Qimen Dunjia, you can call the wind and rain, scatter beans into soldiers, cut paper for horses, draw talismans for Sichuan, and have the infinite power of the gods.

In fact, Qimen Dunjia is only a thaumaturgy related to "geographical location and organ ambush" in metaphysics, focusing on the aspects of attack, killing, fighting and defending, and army scheduling, and can only play a role in large-scale wars and small-scale ambushes.

Returning to the situation in front of us, after I entered the secret room with Baolanzhou, a master used the technique of Qimen Dunjia to change the three-dimensional structure in the secret room.

Specifically, the one-meter-square hole that enters the secret room from the first floor is the "birth gate", and it is the only birth door, without it, people outside cannot enter the secret room, and I and Palan Zhou cannot get out of the secret room. At the moment, the "raw door" has become "open door", which is visible, but it is impossible to get out from there. This is not the worst case, if the master changes the "door of life" to "the door of death", I and the boat will go out the same way, and we will fall into the death trap.

On the surface, it refers to the eight directions of "East, West, South, North, Northeast, Southeast, Northwest, Northwest, Southwest, and Southwest" on the floor plan, and when the portal changes, anyone trapped in it will be disoriented, and what they see in their eyes is contrary to the real situation.

What I am talking about is just a drop in the bucket of the Qimen Dunjia technique, the real essence of things, so far, few people in the world can understand its seclusion.

"Mr. Zuo, the secret room belongs to Luopan Village, you don't know the secrets below, let alone Miss Oars who came all the way from abroad? Let us go up first, and discuss something slowly. "I tried to convince Zuo to harvest.

"Hehe, it is said that after the Pentagon arrested the senior leaders of the Yellow Flower Society, they were all sent to the Guantanamo Sea Iron Prison, and interrogated with the ten tortures that the US military has repeatedly developed and practiced over the past 100 years, and squeezed out the secrets in the heads of these people gram by gram. I'm not that perverted, and I don't have that much time, so I can only do one thing, turn this secret room into a water prison, and when you have your last breath left, you will naturally exchange your secret for your own life. Mr. Long, if people are not for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed. I don't believe you, you are a gentleman who does not hesitate to sacrifice his life for the sake of justice...... Hahahaha, in this world, the gentleman died a long time ago, and he didn't live to be twenty years old at all. Heaven and earth are vessels, our generation is insects, and those who can survive well are not good......" Zuo Fengshou laughed, but there was no trace of a smile on his facial features.

Hundreds of years ago, during the Taiping Army campaign, Zeng Guofan once summed up such a sentence: "The Gu refiners of Miao Jiang are all worms dressed in human skin, and if they are obtained, they will be killed immediately, so that there will be no trouble." ”

Zeng Guofan was an important minister of the Qing Dynasty, both civil and military, and experienced in the world. All of what he concludes is absolute truth.

I don't regret going into the secret room to rescue the oars, in the current chaos, someone has to step up and clean up this mess. What I regret is that I have never seen the essence of Zuo Fengshou.

He is a Gu refiner, and he is exactly what Zeng Guofan said about the "insect bug in human skin", he should have chosen the opportunity to kill him a long time ago, and he should not have been left until now, but suffered from it.

"Mr. Zuo, kill Miss Oar, and you won't get anything." I reminded loudly.

"Miss Oar is the last generation of the Yellow Flower Society, and when she dies, the Yellow Flower Society will be extinguished. Then, as an important transit station of the Yellow Flower Society in Dunhuang, Luopan Village has enough appeal, and it can be operated well under the banner of 'Yellow Flower Society' in the future. Mr. Long, do you calculate, do all roads lead to Rome? Zuo Fengshou responded gloomily.

I shook my head, smiled bitterly, and said no more.

For two people with equal intelligence, it is difficult for either side to convince the other.

"Drain the water." Zuo Fengshou's face disappeared from the entrance of the cave.

"Mr. Long, I have a solution." The oars lapped my ankles underneath.

I crouched down, and she whispered in my ear, "I have an inner response, and I hide in Compass Village, and the joint code is 'The water is coming'." I had a hunch that the more critical the situation, the sooner Nei should show up. ”

"That's great news." I smiled bitterly, "But now that we are trapped here, without the rescue of the Qimen Dunjia master, the situation will be quite dangerous." ”

The secret room is equivalent to the bilge of a big ship, once it enters the water, the exit is sealed again, and it is simply difficult for the gods to save it.

The only way to fight back was to wait until the chamber was filled with water, and then I forced my way out of the hole. It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. Whether it is dead or alive at that time depends on the number of qi of the Yellow Flower Society.

In the past, on Hong Kong Island, I rarely used this kind of tactics of slashing and killing, and attacking head-on. Killing a thousand enemies and inflicting eight hundred losses on oneself - this is not the mode of modern warfare at all, it can only be the strategy of those barbarians who are illiterate and do not understand the art of war in ancient times.

At all times, maximizing the killing of the enemy and maximizing self-preservation are the elements that I consider. As a commander and soldier, I must allocate my forces reasonably, give priority to the integrity of my comrades, and take them into battle to bring them home safely.

Bao Toad's face reappeared at the entrance of the cave, along with a rubber water pipe.

This time, Bao Toad was still holding the flashlight, but turned it upside down and shone it on his face.

With a bang, a white and shiny column of water erupted from the rubber tube, rushing towards the depths of the secret room.

"Here comes the water." Bao Toad said.

Those three words were like a shot in the arm, which made me and Oaran Zhou suddenly cheer up.

I looked up, and Bao Toad stared deeply at us with a silent smile on his face.

Unable to suppress her excitement, she grabbed my ankle and clasped it tightly.

"Go and discuss with Mr. Zuo, Miss Oar has other valuable secrets in her head, and the prospect of everyone's cooperation is infinitely bright, don't be in a hurry. Besides, Miss Bao Chan, I came down to be a middleman for everyone, why did I get in with me? This doesn't conform to the rules of the rivers and lakes, right? I spoke loudly, masking the strange movements of the toad.

Bao Toad turned the flashlight, and the pillar of light pointed to the bottom of the secret room, and shook it a few times.

I understood what she meant, and immediately lowered my head and stared at the sand table.

The pillar of light froze on the sand table, and then slowly wrote.