The floor display of the elevator has been completely extinguished, and Xia Min can only feel that the elevator is constantly descending.

"The Liberator Society, also known as the Mole Society, likes to build their workplaces in dark crypts, as deep as possible, and their sites are often found underneath office buildings, deep in coal mines, and under the sea..."

"Can you say a few words, you have joined us anyway, can you not be so buried?" Wang Mingliang couldn't help but roar the evil dragon.

"I'm sorry." Xia Min stood up straight, his eyes staring at the elevator door: "I'm a little nervous... You know, I'm nervous and maybe talking a little too much in the future..."

Finally, the elevator door opened, but Xia Min remained motionless.

Wang Mingliang frowned and urged: "Let's go, why are you doing here?" ”

"Director..."Xia Min's expression was serious.

"What for?"

"Do I step with my left foot or my right foot first?"

“…… Is there a difference? ”

"I'm afraid you have a rule, if you make a mistake, someone will shoot me down."

Wang Mingliang was speechless: "Where have you watched so many sand sculpture movies, and there are so many strange plots in your mind." ”

"Forget it." Wang Mingliang shook his head: "You follow me." ”

After that, Wang Mingliang stepped out of the elevator first, and Xia Min also walked out after making sure that there was no danger, looking around while following Wang Mingliang.

The elevator comes out of a long corridor with chandeliers holding dozens of candles at the top of the corridor every ten meters.

The corridor is about three meters wide, with black marble tiles at the foot, and stone pillars on either side every ten meters, with lamps decorated with the heads of strange beasts, and with ornate carvings.

On the walls between the stone pillars, the murals are beautifully painted, but Xia Min can't understand them.

"What kind of Jill, weird, so abstract, look at this painting, Director?"

Xia Min pointed to one of the paintings and turned his head to ask Wang Mingming, who was already on the verge of exploding.

Wang Mingliang once again did not restrain his emotions: "Can you speak a little level!" Did you really go to college? This is the painting of the witch facing the demon hunter alone, and that is her mount, the unicorn! ”

Xia Min was still a little unconvinced: "That's a unicorn?" I saw the horn, but what about the beast? ”

Wang Mingliang didn't say anything more to Xia Min, but took a deep breath, and his eyelids trembled involuntarily: "From now on, you don't talk more, if you say one more nonsense, I will arrange for you to brainwash immediately!" ”

Xia Min saw that Wang Mingliang was really angry, so he said: "I know, you person, hey, why can't you afford to play." ”

Next, Xia Min did not speak more, but glanced at each mural on both sides.

He found that in addition to the big events mentioned by Wang Mingliang, there were many different scenes, and the people who appeared in them were not necessarily the same, but without exception, the opposite side of human beings was a black distorted object, perhaps this was an abstract expression of the evil spirit by the Liberation Soul Association.

A company, a school, every photo of it records an achievement, a story, in ancient times there were no cameras, it was recorded with articles or murals.

Just looking at the fact that there are so many murals in this corridor of less than 100 meters, I can't imagine how many great achievements the Liberation Association has in the long river of history, and this is only the headquarters of China, if there is no headquarters in the world are these murals, it is okay, if there is no headquarters recorded in the events are different...

"It seems that the history of the Liberation Association is much more complicated than I imagined..."Xia Min thought silently in his heart, and at the same time, for the first time, he had a bottomless emotion in his heart.

He didn't expect that the Liberation Association, which he thought could be used at the beginning, was such a behemoth, and he couldn't use it for the time being, but now he had to be careful about being used by the Liberation Association.

Just the little power that was inadvertently revealed was enough to make Xia Min feel terrified, if one day his secret was exposed, and all the people in the world of the Liberation Association had bad intentions, wouldn't he have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth?

"It feels like this wave... It doesn't seem to be profitable..."Xia Min weighed the pros and cons, and even felt a little loss.

"Here we are." Wang Mingming's voice came.

The corridor of 100 meters was almost finished in more than a minute, and Xia Min looked up and found that at the end of the corridor was an empty hall.

The main hall is cylindrical in shape, with a diameter of about 50 meters and a height of about 15 meters.

There were no lights in the main hall, but five huge blue light doors that almost reached the top of the main hall emitted a faint blue light.

The entire hall is black, whether it is the roof, the floor, or the walls, it is covered with black marble, but unlike the smooth marble floor tiles in the corridor, the marble here is more like it has been unpolished, and the whole space seems to have been dug out of the middle of a giant marble.

In the middle of the main hall, there is a lonely Western-style desk, and a chubby white-haired old man wearing a purple robe and glasses is bowing his head and writing something on the paper.

A huge space that is incomparably empty, compared to a desk less than two meters wide, is like an ant living in a lion's cave.

However, this did not make Xia Min feel the insignificance of the old man, on the contrary, everything made Xia Min feel extremely natural, the old man sat there as a matter of course, and he alone was enough to fill the entire hall.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Min's eyes were attracted by the five gates, which were covered with a layer of light film, and he couldn't see the appearance of the door, but the occasional ripple on the light film was attracting Xia Min's mind.

Wang Mingliang walked towards the old man with Xia Min, in front of the old man, Wang Mingliang made a salute that Xia Min couldn't understand, the fingertips of the two hands touched, the forearms were crossed to both sides, the palms were placed in front of the heart, and he bowed slightly.

"Where to go?"

The old man didn't lift his head.

Wang Mingliang said respectfully, "The Council of Elders." ”

The old man nodded, handed Wang Mingliang a sign, and waved his hand.

Wang Mingliang took two steps back, and then beckoned Xia Min to follow, walking towards one of the doors.

On the way to the Light Gate, Xia Min couldn't help but touch Wang Mingming's elbow: "This... Who is it? ”

Wang Mingliang did not smile at Xia Min, but looked serious and respectful: "Former president." ”

……

There was a thunderstorm in the sky, and it was getting dark.

Feng Lao was in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding the saucer in one hand and the tea in the other, and took a sip gently.

"Shinji, it's raining, look at the sky, it's not good."

Zhao Zhenji stood beside the old man, looking at Feng Lao, who had not stood upright, like a high mountain, but showed fatigue in his twilight years, and said respectfully:

"President, your health is not as good as it used to be, and the doctor said that it is recommended that you rest more."

Feng Laole said hehehe: "The doctor is right, it's time to rest." ”

A hint of joy flashed on Zhao Zhenji's always stiff face of the national character, paused, and continued: "President, after Brother Yizhen left, I have learned a lot from you for so many years, so in the future, these small things will simply be left to me to do." ”

Feng Lao was noncommittal, but smiled heartily: "The former president is twenty years older than me, and now he is nearly ninety years old, he looks younger than me, everyone is old and strong, how can I easily serve the old?" ”

Zhao Zhenji lowered his head and echoed: "The president's heart has not diminished back then. ”