Chapter 225: Dungeon Secret Passage

After continuous rushing and fierce battles, Fat Man and Tang Jue and I haven't had a good rest for three days, and I really can't wait to sit on the ground and catch my breath right now.

But time is running out and there is no time to wait. In order to save Fan Pei's life, at this critical moment, even if he gritted his back molars, he had to hold on.

At present, although the defeat of the Maid Sect has been decided, the top priority now is to find the flaw of escape as soon as possible.

Only by catching this perverted female devil can Fan Pei be cured. It would be even better if we could take the opportunity to eradicate all those ancient demons and benefit the world.

However, the underground caverns of the Handmaidens are like anthills in all directions, and there are no exits in the entire dungeon except for the entrance we entered.

Tang Jue is one of the four protectors of the Maid Sect, but he has long said that in the Maid Sect, the secret passage to the Blind Song Room is taboo, and even he doesn't know how to go.

Miyazaki smiled slightly, and once again quoted a Chinese proverb, saying that the secret passage is far away in front of you, in this dungeon.

With that, he walked around us to the third torch on the left side of the dungeon, and reached out as if to press a button hidden in the torch holder.

Immediately afterward, we heard the sound of gears turning, and the originally solid ground slowly sank, revealing a wide tunnel.

This tunnel is different from the narrow corridor we came, it is quite wide enough for many people to move through it, and there is a faint fire beating inside, so it can be concluded that the air must be circulating.

"These prisoners have pulleys underneath the cages to facilitate transportation......

Miyazaki explained that during the days he was imprisoned, although he was taken care of by special care and trapped in an iron cage in the wall, his divine paper man could come and go freely through the gaps, and he had already explored this secret passage clearly.

It's just that the paper god can't press the mechanism that locks the wall where it is imprisoned, so it has been delayed until now, otherwise he would have done it himself.

His account was quickly confirmed, and the group of prisoners in the cage erupted in screams from the inside of the dungeon passage as soon as the dungeon's secret passage was opened, apparently terrified by the scene.

This situation can't help but make people sigh.

Everyone looked a little nervous, and I asked Miyazaki what was in this secret passage, and Miyazaki shook his head, saying that although he had known about this secret passage, it was really unclear what trickery was in it.

Even whether it leads to the room of the witch's flawed ode or to some other unknown place is a question mark, but until now, it can only be taken one step at a time.

Lao Bi muttered in his backpack: "Fourth, I feel that there is a gust of wind in this secret passage, and there is a faint smell of hexagram organs, you must be careful, you must not be careless!" ”

I nodded, and after some discussion with the others, I cautiously entered one by one.

The dungeon is a little dimly lit, but the path beneath your feet is unusually smooth and clearly well-designed. From a distance, the road ahead does not seem to be straight, but nine twists and eighteen bends, hidden in a dusk.

I don't know how long the torches on the wall have been burning, and I don't know what fuel has been used, but they emit an eerie glow that makes people trance. One of us took one of the lights in our hands and immediately filled our nostrils with a pungent stench.

"It's ...... Bone oil? Anna asked, confused.

Miyazaki frowned and nodded, saying no more.

To put it bluntly, bone oil is a specially refined corpse oil, and to be honest, this is the first time I have seen it.

In fact, corpse oil is not as combustible as ordinary animal fat, but bone oil has been specially refined by evil methods, and it is mixed with ashes, flesh, hair, and a lot of sensational raw materials.

It is said that in addition to the oil used in ancient tombs, especially in large tombs, which can ignite the East China Sea mermaids for thousands of years, bone oil is the second fuel that can be burned for many years.

And the taste of this kind of thing is deeply loved by evil things, and it is easy to attract ghosts. In this way, there is no peace in this secret passage, and I am afraid that we do not know how many difficulties and dangers are waiting for us.

The reason why Miyazaki did not pick up Anna's stubble, I am afraid that there is such a meaning, that is, he does not want to increase panic and affect morale.

We had advanced about 100 meters before we heard a commotion behind us, and the door of the secret passage that had been opened was slowly closing, and I don't know if someone had done something to do it, or if it would have closed at regular intervals.

In any case, this does not seem to be a good sign, and it makes people wonder whether their uncontrollable reverie will be trapped here.

As the door closed, I felt the air around me rise sharply, as if someone had ignited a raging fire around me, and sweat quickly broke out.

"Be careful, there's something!" Miyazaki Shi, who was walking in the front, shouted, and stopped his steps in an instant.

I heard a buzzing sound in my ears instantly, and it was a sound that was vague and nonexistent, but it sounded quite noticeable because it was so quiet in the secret passage.

It's the sound of an insect flapping its wings, like the sound of a swarm of flies flapping their wings.

When I raised my head, I saw that under the dim light of the fire in front of me, I didn't know when a cloud of white mist was rising. The mist fluttered and flickered, twisting and whirling like a whirlwind, not fast but blowing straight at us.

With the help of the earth's eye and the excellent vision brought about by the possession of glutinous rice dumplings, I quickly recognized that it was not a cloud of mist, but countless flying insects that were swarming together.

I saw that the number of flying insects in this group was huge, and the appearance was quite strange.

They resemble the hornets we see every day, but they are several laps larger than the largest hornets, and each one is the size of a thumb.

There are no tentacles or mouthparts on the head, not even eyes, but a short needle appears to be abruptly growing in the middle of the top of the head, about two or three centimeters in length.

The most striking sign of these flying insects is that each one has a round, blood-red belly. A pair of thin wings grow on its back, which is in stark contrast to the bloated body of the worm.

It may also be because they are so large that their flying posture looks weird, even a little funny, and people are worried about falling out of the air.

I've never seen such a strange-shaped flying insect, so I didn't dare to slack off, and the muscles of my whole body instantly tightened, ready for battle.

Whether it's a flying insect or a reptilian, as long as I get involved with insects, I hate them in my heart.

Don't look at these little things as inconspicuous, but they can't be prevented, the truth of ants eating elephants, I think you all understand.

But fortunately, I still have a bottom in my heart, after all, the glutinous rice dumplings in my body are invulnerable, and they are natural restraints against all kinds of poisonous insects, which has been confirmed when we rushed through the rainforest.

But just thinking about it, the little guy told me through the stream of consciousness that he had never seen these insects before, and he was afraid that he would not be afraid of them.

Don't, big brother, why did you suddenly fail at this critical moment?!

And Lao Bi, who boasted that he was the ancestor of eating insects, was also injured, and he was still cultivating in his backpack, so it was unrealistic to let it come out to fight.