I walked slowly against the wall on the left until I entered the darkness.

At this time, be careful and make no mistakes, and would rather believe in what you have than believe in what you don't.

My eyes can't see, but my heart can cover everything, and I can see clearly the murderous opportunities hidden in the darkness.

At this time, Song and Jin are mortal enemies of each other, and once there is a fight, there is no room for maneuver at all, and a life-and-death battle will immediately break out.

I took twenty steps forward and was about to reach the corner.

Gradually, I heard the sound of long, small breathing.

I pressed against the wall, and when I reached the corner, I made a quick and quick leap to cross the corner and see the situation on the other side of the tunnel.

There were at least ten people lying there, all dressed in gray soft armor and covered with gray masks over their faces.

Among the ten people, one person seemed to be dressed differently, with his hair scattered, and he was supposed to be a woman.

"Help me." The woman suddenly struggled.

The sound was like a *, making the battle between the two sides imminent.

These people have knives in their hands, all of them are thin blades one and a half feet long, and when they move, there is a faint fishy smell, and it can be seen that all the blades are quenched with poison.

I can't help but wonder in my heart, it stands to reason that the Jin people in the north are not good at making and using poison, because most of the plants in the bitter cold land outside the border are not poisonous, unlike the humid and hot barbarian land in the south, where poisonous insects and poisonous weeds are everywhere.

Throughout history, the Northland people are good at horse warfare and sports warfare, but they are not good at intrigue and drug warfare.

I rushed into the enemy line, grabbed the sword in an instant, and knocked down three people.

Someone scolded in a low voice, which made me suddenly realize: "No, these are not northerners, but Dongying Fusang people." ”

Even people who do not know the minority languages and the Chinese language of the island can tell the difference between the two. Of course, there are also essential differences in martial arts, sword skills, and fighting methods between the two.

The culture and martial arts of the island country have developed greatly in China's Tang Dynasty, and the two Song dynasties were in a state of forbearance and tempering, and in the later Ming Dynasty, it caused the "chaos" of Chinese mainland's East China Sea border defense. Therefore, from the Tang Dynasty to Zhu Ming, in fact, Dongying martial arts have been developing, but they have not been reflected in the pen of mainland historians.

I showed no mercy and struck like lightning, knocking out all nine knife wielders.

"Help, help......" the woman cried out breathlessly, struggling to get up.

"Don't be afraid." I didn't go over to her, but I still stood alert against the wall, fearing something else to happen.

"Who are you? These people are going to be bad for the Holy One, so go and report it, and go and ...... it," she said.

I ignored her, crouched down, and pressed the short knife to the neck of one of them.

In the chaotic battle just now, this person kept shouting, as if he was directing the others to set up the formation.

"How many of you are in town? By whom? What is the goal? I asked.

He spoke a string of words, but not in Chinese.

It is absolutely impossible for these people to break into the mainland without speaking a word of Chinese, otherwise they would have been exposed and arrested by the government as spies.

"Speak Mandarin." I strained my wrist and pressed the blade tighter.

"We're looking for 'Scorched Wood', we don't want to kill anyone, just find that thing and leave. We are Dongying pirates, as long as we have things, we don't kill them. He said.

My mission is not to defend the Emperor, but I have come here because I have strayed into an illusion. Unexpectedly, both the Emperor and the Dongying Pirates mentioned "Scorched Wood", which gave me a glimpse of hope for the future.

"Where does 'Scorched Wood' appear?" I asked.

"Star Picking Tower." He replied, "Right ahead." ”

I suddenly realized that the tall building I was in when I was talking to that person just now was the Star Picking Tower.

"The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands" - only the highest place in the city will be named the Star Picking Tower.

"The front is the Star Picking Tower, kill him quickly, you can't let these people do anything wrong and startle the holy driver." The woman cried again.

"I'll take you to the Star Tower, but don't play tricks." I ignored the woman, and only spoke to the Dongying man lying on the ground.

"Okay." He didn't show weakness and agreed.

I pulled him up and slowly backed away into the corner.

"What are you doing? How dare you work with the Assassins? Do you know that he is going to be bad for the saints, but you still want to be in the same boat with him? What's your name, don't you want to live anymore? The woman screamed.

"Don't bark, don't bark." I whispered to her.

Finding the scorched wood is more important than anything else, even if you can't take it with you, as long as you can find some new clues, it's worth the trip. Therefore, at this moment, it doesn't matter what the woman says, she has the "Three Principles and Five Constants" that she believes in, and I, as a modern person, cannot be consistent with her values.

I led the Dongying man around the corner, and suddenly found that the man who had followed me was gone.

The woman stumbled after me and grabbed me by the sleeve.

I looked the way I came, and there was no trace of it under the lamp.

"Go to the Star Tower." I screamed at almost the same time as the people of Toei.

"You can't go, you can't go, that's where the saints and the heavenly immortals talk, ordinary people can't go up, it's a forbidden place, it's a forbidden land......" the woman cried out.

"Don't pay attention to her, she is a woman raised by the Dog Emperor, and she is a shameless woman in Wazi Lane." The people of Dongying also shouted.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of rolling at the end of the tunnel, as if some kind of machine was activating.

At the same time, I had a premonition of great danger.

"Is there a fork in the road?" I asked the woman.

She shouted disdainfully: "The safety of the saint is the most important thing, don't want me to be in the same stream as you." ”

This tunnel resembles a modern subway passage, and once a huge object rolls in front of you, no one is immune to this narrow space.

"Someone has activated the trap in front, you listen--" I gestured ahead.

There was a strange "boom" sound in the tunnel ahead, and it seemed that a huge iron ball was rolling rapidly.

Dongying people screamed: "It's not good, this is the organ of the Star Picking Tower, it's a 'giant killing'." We're playing, we're going to be crushed here. ”

The woman let out an "ah", trembled all over, and sat down on the ground.

All subway passages have sunken refuge areas or escape forks, which are the most important safety measures and must not be missing.

Otherwise, this passage becomes a long and narrow murder chamber, and once something happens, no one can get away with it.

"What about the fork in the road? Is there a fork in the road? I squatted down and patted gently on the woman's back.

At this moment, it is useless to get angry in a hurry, and the only person who knows is her.

"In ...... Front, probably...... Twenty paces away, there is a mechanism on the left-hand side, move ...... If you remove the lantern, you can ...... The door will be opened......" she said in a trembling voice.

Without a second of hesitation, I took her in my arms, and rushed forward with all my might, taking twenty swift steps.

It is not uncommon to use the lampstand to make a secret door start switch, the only headache is that there are too many permanent lights in this tunnel, if it is not for the insider to accurately point out which permanent light is the key, then it needs to be tried slowly one by one, and the time is simply too late.

I put the woman down, grabbed the base of the one-foot-tall lantern with both hands, and tried to push it in.

The stone wall to the left of the lantern shook, and a small door slowly opened inward.

I picked up the woman and flashed into the door, and the Dongying people followed.

Inside the door was a twenty-pace-square space, and the four corners were lit with lanterns.

"Hide here, and you'll be fine." Dongying took off his mask and waved his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat on his head.

"I hope so." I still don't dare to take it lightly.

"There are a lot of traps in the Star Picking Tower, and we came all the way from the tunnel, and we were very cautious, but we didn't expect to trigger the traps in the end--" Dongying said with palpitations.

The rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, and when it reached the door, it was swiftly swept by the black shadow and fishy wind.

It turned out to be a large black iron ball with a diameter of two meters, and the surroundings were extremely smooth, and as long as the ground sloped slightly, it would roll rapidly, bursting out with huge inertia and unable to stop.

On the battlefield during the Song and Song dynasties, there were countless times when the "iron pulley" was a high-slope defensive weapon, and there was also a classic repertoire of "Pick a Pulley" in Peking Opera.

The killing principle of this iron ball is the same as that of "picking a pulley", and the tunnel comes from the direction of the Star Picking Tower, which is high over there and low here.

"Holy Heavenly Authority, thoughtful, how can you people think of it?" The woman sneered.

I shook my head: "It wasn't you who triggered it, but someone released the trap on the side of the Star Picking Tower, activated the big iron orb, and wanted to wipe us all out in the tunnel." ”

Things are quite obvious, it's just that the ancients were stupid and loyal, first, they refused to imagine the emperor as a bad person, and second, even if the emperor was a bad person, but according to the principle of "three outlines and five constants", the king and his ministers could not die, and they could be given death by the king.

"Could it be that none of the guards around the Holy Lord have escaped, and they are still protecting the Holy Driver? These people are loyal, they are really the ministers of the Great Song Dynasty, and they must be greatly rewarded. The woman said.

I don't want to puncture her illusions, which were too cruel for the ancients.

The man came from the tunnel with me, fled by himself, and then activated the mechanism to destroy all the people in the tunnel, so as to prevent future troubles.

This kind of wolf ambition is in line with the consistent image of ancient emperors. It's just that the subjects of that dynasty were too simple in their thinking and were imprisoned by feudal etiquette and law, and they would not break through the shackles of thought at all.

"Let's go?" Dongying asked.

"What about the other organs of the Star Picking Tower?" I asked the woman.

"Many, many, many, at least hundred." She replied.

"I'm asking about the tunnels, is there anything else?" I asked again.

As long as you leave this tunnel and reach the open area, there are many ways to escape.

"And 'oil killing'." The woman replied.

Dongying nodded: "I've heard of it, but that's the last trick of destruction." As soon as the oil arrived, the ground was full of flames, and the tunnels were destroyed. I don't think the emperor could have made such a decision. ”

In the wild history, the mechanism of "fire oil killing" has also appeared.

The so-called "fire oil" is the sesame oil used for blessing in the temple, but the most ten cylinders or dozens of cylinders in ordinary temples are just that, what can really constitute "fire oil killing" is hundreds of cylinders, thousands of cylinders, which can pour thousands of miles and spread all over every corner of the tunnel, so that the enemy has nowhere to hide.

"Yes, when this tunnel was excavated, it took time and effort to complete, and it took a year to complete. The Holy One won't destroy it easily, absolutely not. The woman said.

They are just thinking about this matter with the ordinary thinking of ordinary people, what is a small tunnel compared to the "difficulty of Jingkang"? Compared with the three thousand miles of rivers and mountains in the Northern Song Dynasty, what is it? It is even said that even if this tunnel is destroyed, as long as the emperor wants to dig, he can dig hundreds of tunnels at any time.

The low status limited the imagination of the two of them, and they could not consider the emperor's thoughts at all.

"Wait, perhaps, the worst is yet to come." I say.

"What are you waiting for?" Dongying asked.

I don't want to stay here and miss the plane, but my gut tells me that the road to the Star-Picking Tower from here is not safe.

Before the destruction of the country, the emperor made a mad move - this kind of example, there are countless examples in history, Emperor Chongzhen pulled out his sword and killed his daughter, is it not the same situation?