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Jiang Yuqiao lowered his throat and shouted, "Bao'er! Boa! ”

But there was no response quietly, Jiang Yuqiao and Uncle Hua glanced at each other, knowing that something was wrong, gritted their teeth, and the two jumped in.

The foothold was only more than one person above the ground, and the two of them stumbled and slipped down a downward passage, and they were in a hurry, and their hands were scratching everywhere, but they could not find a place to support and grasp. At first, he could barely maintain his balance, but then he continued to roll and crawl until he hit a wall-like obstacle with a "bang".

Dizzy and dizzy, Uncle Hua finally got up, but he heard someone "ha" in his ears, and he couldn't help laughing.

Uncle Hua hurriedly touched his waist, but fortunately the sword was still there, so he took it out and held it in his hand, and shouted, "Uncle!" Where are you? ”

"Here."

A lazy answer came from behind Uncle Hua, and then a star lit up. Uncle Hua Huo Ran turned around and saw Zhang Bao'er sitting on the ground for a long time, using the firewood in his hand to light Songming.

When looking closely, although Zhang Baoer had her hair scattered and her monk hat had been thrown away, she was full of smiles, presumably just encountered the same as Jiang Yuqiao and Uncle Hua.

Jiang Yuqiao asked nervously, "Bao'er, are you okay?" ”

"Well, it's okay."

Jiang Yuqiao and Uncle Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yuqiao complained in a low voice: "Why didn't you answer just now? It's good to remind me, but it caused my old man to fall this big fall. ”

Standing up, Zhang Bao'er dusted off her body: "I thought that my father-in-law and Uncle Hua were both good at martial arts, and they wouldn't be as embarrassed as me!" ”

"You ......" Although Jiang Yuqiao knew that Zhang Baoer did it on purpose, he couldn't attack.

Zhang Bao'er replied as if nothing had happened: "I am alone underground, pitch black, the situation is unknown, how dare I answer at will to expose the target?" Naturally, I found a corner to hide first. ”

What Zhang Baoer said also made sense, Jiang Yuqiao didn't care anymore, he suddenly felt a slight tingling in his palm, and when he raised it in front of him, he looked at it, but it was scratched when he was propped up on the ground, and there were several black moss marks.

Looking back, the trail is covered with moss, no wonder it's so slippery.

"This is the origin of the imprints on the hands of Jingxiu and Yuanjue. Moss grows not only in the mountains, but also in damp places underground. Zhang Bao'er held the pine light and took a picture upward, and there were water droplets seeping out of the side wall: "The soil here was originally dry, but the top is exactly where the bamboo pipe sink is. ”

"In other words, the two of them have been here before!" Uncle Hua was excited, "Sure enough, I didn't find a mistake!" ”

Zhang Bao'er glanced at Uncle Hua listlessly, but the words she said seemed to be a basin of cold water: "Not only have I been here, but I have died here." ”

In the darkness around, the only source of light was Song Ming in Zhang Baoer's hand. The surrounding walls are all made of rammed earth, and it seems to be a long time.

"Why is there such a tunnel under the tower? It looks even older than the temple. ”

"It's not surprising that the Buddha Gate Temple Tower often has a kind of underground palace to collect secret treasures and holy relics. My guess is that this tunnel has been around before. ”

After taking two steps forward, a passage appeared in front of me, and it was pitch black and I didn't know where it leads. The entrance to the passage is less than five feet high, and it is narrow enough to accommodate only one person. Fortunately, Songming is still burning, and there is no sign of thin air, so there must be another ventilation inside.

"Come on."

Zhang Baoer did not hesitate to bend down, bowed down and walked in. Jiang Yuqiao and Uncle Hua followed closely behind them, a little apprehensive in their hearts, but seeing Zhang Bao'er's confident appearance, they immediately settled down.

The smell of earth came to the face, almost giving the illusion of entering a grave. Zhang Bao'er walked very slowly, while walking, he looked around, but his footsteps did not stop, and the surroundings were so silent that only the two of them could be heard.

Stepping over a stone ridge on the ground, there was a "whew" sound, and the wind was blowing in his face, and he quickly took a step back and stretched out his other hand to protect the fire. In front of me, we had reached a slightly open place, about seven paces wide, facing a stone chamber.

"Look!"

Uncle Hua couldn't suppress his low exhalation, and the stone door and the ground next to the door were covered with dark brown bloodstains.

"Well, it seems that Jingxiu was killed that day, and this is it." Zhang Bao'er quietly leaned over to inspect the marks on the ground, then stood up again and stretched out her hand.

"Uncle Hua! Give me the sword! ”

Uncle Hua hurriedly handed it over. Zhang Baoer motioned for Uncle Hua to stand aside, first looked carefully around the stone door, and after making sure, he inserted the knife into the crack of the door and pulled it, and immediately dodged. As expected, there was no hidden weapon or anything like that, so I came to the door and pulled it open.

Scanning the room, at first glance, it was empty, but there were traces on the floor, as if someone had recently arrived.

Shaking her head, Zhang Bao'er said, "It seems that you and I are late." There should have been something strange here, maybe a treasure, maybe something else. Jingxiu and Yuanjue should have discovered the secret here and were killed. ”

Just as she was about to walk inward, Zhang Bao'er's face suddenly changed, and she turned her head and said, "Be careful!" ”

As soon as the words came out, the heavy stone gate had fallen to Uncle Hua. didn't have to think about it, Uncle Hua rolled around, and with a bang, the stone gate fell to the ground, shaking the loess flying, and before he could get up, a cold thing had already caught his throat.

Feeling a bone-chilling chill coming from his throat, Uncle Hua didn't dare to make the slightest movement. He barely turned his head sideways, and along his dry hand, he saw a man with gray sleeves and a blade in his hand faintly shining.

Zhang Bao'er sighed and then sounded: "Once you have entered the Buddha's door, why be persistent? ”

The person in the shadow lit Uncle Hua's acupoint, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Everyone in the world is persistent, is it only me?" ”

Even though his life was in the hands of that person, Uncle Hua couldn't help but shout: "Host Hongzhi!" ”

Yes, the old voice is unique to Abbot Hongzhi.

"Sure enough, I was alert, and I could guess that it was me."

"It's not a guess, but I have proof!" Looking at the man in the shadows with a smile, Zhang Baoer didn't seem to realize that he had a murder weapon in his hand at all.

"Evidence? How do you have proof? Abbot Hongzhi seemed to be a little unconvinced.

"I'll tell you something, and you'll understand!"

"You say!"

Zhang Bao'er said slowly: "Three years ago, Master Hongbo, the presiding abbot of the Temple of Mercy and Grace, died violently in the meditation room. The reason why I say violent death is because Kobo is in good health on weekdays, has no chronic diseases, and is in the prime of life, and suddenly dies so inexplicably. The doctor and the doctor examined the body and concluded that the cause of death was unknown, because the body had no scars on its body at all, and it did not look like it was poisoned. Some monks and servants said that it was a demonic act that had taken away the abbot's spirit. Zhou Xian checked for a long time and didn't find out the results, so he had to report the speculation of the evil ghost asking for his life to the imperial court, and let the one hundred and eight monks in the temple recite the 7749 Heaven Vajra Fu Mantra to drive away the evil spirit. Fortunately, His Majesty did not pursue it much, and only ordered the abbot of the Dharma to be buried in a big way, and the death of the abbot of the Temple of Mercy and Grace became a mystery. It didn't take long for you to take over as abbot! ”