Less than a breath after Xu Qingyan was pushed out, the wall was restored to its original state.

The bright sunlight shone on the wall, and it actually reflected a very special fiery red streamer on the wall that Tang Zhengxian did not understand, like jade and not jade, like stone and not stone.

"Smack." A few people slapped on the wall, but to no avail.

Tang Zheng tried to find the contact again, trying to push back the "revolving door" with its own platform, but it didn't work.

Could it be that this revolving door still has a cooldown?

Ning Mo was a little anxious: "Oh no, he was unwell just now, and now he is alone outside......"

"Hey, can you hear me?" Tang Xiaotang was anxiously afraid of the wall, and shouted Xu Qingyan to the wall.

Tang Zheng shook his head: "He won't have a problem." He is more familiar with the structure of the mausoleum than we are, and it is not impossible to return the same way and wait for us. Or maybe he'll find a way to keep up. ”

"Are you so sure you're okay?" Ning Mo asked.

"He is Xu Qingyan, a man who wants to become the king of the pirates...... Ah, the person who wants to assist the Lord Ming to establish the family can't die like this, otherwise, it doesn't meet the setting. ”

"......" Tang Xiaotang stomped his feet, "Master, when is it, can you not joke?" ”

"Can you rush Xu Qingyan back?" Tang Zheng asked with a smile.

"......" Tang Xiaotang was speechless.

Such a clean and bright underworld hall, it is as if a maid will pour a cup of hot tea and say something like "Please wait for young masters and young ladies", but it clearly rejects Xu Qingyan and does not welcome Xu Qingyan to come in as a "guest".

Ning Mo sighed: "That being said, I said. But the entrance is sealed by a waterfall, even if he is a three-star warrior......"

The water flow of the waterfall is not small. If a three-star warrior wants to swim against the current, I'm afraid that something that doesn't have some leverage will not work.

But. There is Meng Fenghua left above, and Tang Xiaotang can only hope now that Meng Fenghua and Xu Qingyan can come up with a way to communicate, so that Meng Fenghua can take Xu Qingyan up.

"The question is, what do we do now?" Tang Xiaotang said, "Only Xu Qingyan knows more about the structure of the mausoleum......"

Tang Xiaotang's question was not raised out of thin air.

The entire temple has two floors, with six doors upstairs and eight doors downstairs. There are fourteen doors in total.

Everyone remembered what Xu Qingyan had said when he entered the mausoleum not long ago-entering from the front entrance, there would be no danger to the underworld, but if you didn't choose the right way to the dormitory after passing through the underworld, it would be dangerous......

Fourteen Doors......

If you choose randomly, the chances of choosing the wrong one are too great!

Click-click-click......

Along the slide rails on the ground, the stone maids were very "busy" shuttling through the underworld, just because the slide rails could only be installed on a flat level. Therefore, the maid on the first floor is on the first floor, and the maid on the second floor is on the second floor, and it is impossible to go up and down the stairs.

Tang Zheng looked at them for a long time, but he didn't find any key.

It's so beautiful.

Leng Xian is willing to use the price of the extermination of the Fei Bird Clan. In exchange for the astonishing beauty of Feishi City, the faint blue light emitted by the sky and the ground, it has become one of the wonders of the Star Continent. And his cemetery is so beautiful and not gloomy. It's not dark, it's so warm and beautiful.

Every movement of those maids. Bending over, bowing your head, nodding, shaking your head, and even reaching out to wipe your sweat are all so vivid.

There are even two maids who come together from time to time, and then cover their mouths together, as if secretly telling some funny joke, if you only look at the back, you can't see that they are two stone sculptures, running their own movements according to the track.

"Leng Xianyuan's mausoleum can be built into a large playground. The NPCs that brush the scene have basically been built, and a few real people are needed to play the task NPCs. Tang Zheng couldn't help but complain.

Of course, Tang Xiaotang and the others couldn't understand what Tang was saying, so they all took care of themselves and walked around in the underworld, carefully pushing open every door by covering it......

The temple was quiet and peaceful, not only did not smell of rancid animal carcasses, but seemed to smell of flowers and earth.

Behind any of the doors, there was nothing hidden, as if it were just an ordinary door.

A total of fourteen doors upstairs and downstairs were pushed through.

Soon, the situation after each door was pushed open was counted by them one by one......

"Outside the first door on the first floor is a large garden, and there are also stone-carved 'gardeners' working in the garden, and of course, there are slides underneath to make a show."

"The second door on the first floor is a door to a storage room, and inside is a lot of boxes and cabinets."

"Third door on the first floor......"

"Fourth ......"

After the statistics of the situation of a total of fourteen doors came out, before the others could react, Tang Zheng's face had already changed.

There are no lethal weapons behind the door, and there are study rooms, bedrooms, pantry rooms, and maids' rooms inside......

However, there is no passage!

Except for the front and rear two gardens, none of the doors open to the outside.

"Leng Xianyuan seems to have a virtuous helper before his death, and every room is neat and tidy." Tang Xiaotang has a special talent for astrology, so she has no scruples when she pushes open the door, and she pushes the door the most, she sees one scene after another of warm life scenes, and she can't help but feel a little envious, and looks forward to her life after getting married......

However, just as Tang Xiaotang's words fell, the voice of the cold war came out a little abruptly.

"If I'm not mistaken...... Leng Xianyuan's predecessors seem to be ...... He never married. The phrase "Cold War" seems to have been uttered after a long period of thought.

"It turns out that he is a senior single ......" Tang Zheng didn't finish his sentence before he was choked by himself.

In an instant, everyone's faces turned white at once, including Cold War himself!

Leng Xian wishes not to marry in his life?

If it is said that this underworld temple was built to reproduce the life of Leng Xianyuan before his death, then at most it can only be said to be the beauty of "ingenious workmanship", which has been admired by Tang Zheng and them for a lifetime.

And such an orderly work scene, the maid with a happy smile on her face, and the desks, chairs, bookshelves, etc., which are clean, bright, and dust-free, all indicate that his wife must be a woman who knows how to live.

But what did the Cold War just say?

Never married?

Never married!

Isn't it a hero with a beauty since ancient times? How could a big hero like Leng Xianyuan never marry in his life? This is even more out of place!

"Husband...... Master...... "Tang Xiaotang pulled Tang Zheng's sleeve,

"Huh?"

"So, in Leng Shuai's cemetery, there shouldn't be any hostess, right?" Tang Xiaotang, who has never been afraid of heaven and earth, actually trembled a little in his voice.

It's not dark or scary at all.

However, the layout of the underworld, which was full of the atmosphere of the hostess, suddenly became very, very abnormal because of the words of the Cold War!

Click-click-click......

The maids walked along the tracks, repeating their daily toil.

She ...... They're really ...... Laughing? Tang Xiaotang even looked at the stiff smiles on the faces of those stone carving maids, and the more he looked at them, the more unpleasant they became.

In the entire temple, there is obviously a bright sunlight shining in, and there is a warm and beautiful atmosphere of life.

However, in their eyes, there was only a chill left.

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The second shift was sent, and the work was called a day.

(To be continued......)