Qingwen woke up, which somewhat diluted the fear and sorrow in Baoyu's heart, she stood in place, for the first time, plucked up the courage, and looked carefully at the skeleton that had been lying at her feet for an unknown amount of time......

After half a ring, he said to Qingwen: "He sat down and went naturally." ”

For some reason, Baoyu's hair began to wobble......

However, Baoyu was still squatting on the ground as if nothing had happened, staring at the pile of white bones with wide eyes as if he were looking for treasure.

The wind in the cave grew stronger, and Baoyu's hair began to swing wildly.

The strong "mystical music" could not hide the faint snoring......

Qingwen was afraid that if she didn't leave as soon as possible, she might not be able to get out of danger.

So, she grabbed Baoyu's arm with one hand, and raised the index and middle fingers of the other hand together, and pointed at Baoyu's hearing acupoint, trying to seal his hearing.

No, Qingwen's move was easily blocked by Baoyu.

"What are you doing?" Baoyu muttered as she reached for a book pressed under the bones.

It turned out that Baoyu squatted on the ground for a long time, all for this book!!

Qingwen just wanted to reach for it, but the wind in the cave first forcibly turned the pages of the scroll and rolled up the dirt on the book......

In an instant, flying grime obscured all directions.

The cave was filled with dust and smoke and a strange smell, and the "mysterious joy" dissipated instantly, and the cave began to collapse......

The stalactites that fell one after another smashed to the ground like a burst of thunder eggs......

See, the cave is about to be destroyed.

I don't know what was snoring like thunder, and in the face of this astonishing collapse, the thing let out a long, relaxed murmur, as if waking up from a dream......

The panicked Qingwen and Baoyu did not doubt this voice, because they were avoiding the stalactite "thunder egg", and after several explorations, they finally admitted in despair that they had no way out.

Overhead, a black shadow flashed, and when Qingwen looked up, a stone lotus that had not yet fallen was surrounded by the King Kong that he raised in a hurry, and the golden thread of King Kong did not urge the net was solid and powerful.

A few tenacious gold threads came out with Qingwen's thoughts, and they were firmly tied to several stalactites above her head, which could be regarded as fixing the momentum of collapse and suspending the crisis.

Qingwen picked up Baoyu on her back, grabbed the end of a gold thread with one hand, and swung her body up with the gold thread, intending to escape from the collapsing cave.

Unexpectedly, just in the middle of the air, Qingwen was swinging a new high angle of the golden line, ready to jump on a rock, suddenly, Qingwen was dragged back from the "golden line swing" by a mysterious force that I don't know what it was.

Qingwen landed and Baoyu came down, he couldn't help but shiver, feeling that the cold behind him was abnormal......

The "ghost hand" that dragged them was nothing else, it was the skeleton that Baoyu stepped on......

At this point, the collapse suddenly and inadvertently stopped.

The mysterious voice is gone.

However, it seems that the cave itself is alive and controllable. Thinking like this, Qingwen didn't feel a chill all over her body.

......

It was a yellowed scroll.

At this time, in the big cave, the stalactite pillars are crooked, barely able to support the rickety cave hall. A broken "young" stone lotus flower was being covered by a net, and it was not really shattered into powder.

Qingwen was quietly flipping through an ancient scroll as thin as a cicada's wings, while Baoyu was meditating on the ground.

Silence returned, and occasionally, there was the sound of water droplets.

Touching its softness with her fingertips, Qingwen turned her head and glanced at Baoyu, who was especially "settled", and said to herself: "Don't say that it is difficult to find when it is flooded with dust, but if you really put it in front of you, this yellowish earth color, on the ground, is also difficult to find." How many years does it take for this book to turn into such a color?!"

Baoyu opened her eyes, saw Qingwen's expression as if he was illiterate, and said, "This is the end of the paper, and when it is made, it is the color of earthy yellow. ”

The ancient scrolls are vertically arranged, and the breath of Shenyi wanders between the lines, spewing out the breath of Swen.

When Baoyu saw Qingwen's embarrassed face, she knew that she didn't know a word.

Taking the scroll, Baoyu suddenly frowned, his mouth pursed, his big eyes rolled in his sockets, and his eyes were a little unstable.

Qingwen was overjoyed when she saw it: "Haha, it turns out that you don't recognize Baoyu!"

Qingwen saw the cheeky Baoyu fingertips wandering along the pen on the ancient scroll like this, and she didn't talk to him, she was very anxious.

After a long time, Baoyu spoke calmly...... With this opening, the conversation box couldn't be closed: "This is Cangjie style, I have a master, and his old man has a manuscript "Tea Dictionary", which is this font. I really didn't expect that this was an introductory "Sword Book". If you are not mistaken, it is from the same person as the "Tea Dictionary", who is one of the four great tea saints, the "water" in the "ink and wash danqing" - the sage Shui Peng (peng). ”

"But ......"

After Baoyu said such a long list in a breath, suddenly, he stopped talking.

"But what?" Qingwen asked anxiously.

However, when the tea saint is gone, what is left around him is not the "Tea Codex", but a sword book, which makes people sigh. ”

When Qingwen heard it, her heart rippled.

She took the sword spectrum from Baoyu's hand, stroked it lovingly, and said seriously: "This sword spectrum is really an unexpected gain. ”

Isn't that the real reason why the old monk let himself go into the well?

Qingwen put the sword in her arms, clenched the embroidery needle in her hand, and didn't dare to relax her nerves in the slightest, she pricked up her ears to listen.

Sure enough, I don't know when the "mystical joy" came again......

Qingwen's consciousness flew over the stalactites, through the stone forest, and to the lake. There, a large whirlpool was spinning in the center of the well, and a cloud of white gas slowly rose from the well......

Qingwen patted his head, and he suddenly enlightened: it turned out that the "mysterious music" and the whirlpool were resonating in unison, triggering each other......

I don't know why, Qingwen seems to have a resistance to "mysterious music".

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, Qingwen dances casually, and sometimes rotates, sometimes fades, and sometimes pauses with the "mysterious music......

During the dance, Qingwen still felt dizzy and nauseous.

Therefore, Qingwen deliberately disassembled the "mysterious music" into individual notes, and reconnected the notes with the golden light on her forehead.

After a while, the "mysterious music" compiled by the golden light and reconnected was Qingwen's own unique "mystical music" sounded:

"The dragon in the sky comes to the tiger in the ground, the claw of the round pier dun'er......;

Baoyu listened to Zhile next to her, and thought to herself, Qingwen, have you used all your skills to see your family? What the hell is going on?!

What is the picture? Xianle has really never been obsessed with Qingwen and Baoyu's mind again.

"Mysterious music" shook the rock wall of the cave, and for a moment there was a dingdong, and for a moment there was a sonorous sound.

Qingwen followed the sound and walked into a dark hole at a high place.

The Xuanmen is being blocked by a stone lotus.