Black shallow cloth shoes, black ankles, black slender legs......

The thin man's gaze subconsciously moved up little by little, but he didn't want to see a pair of blue-green glittering demon pupils where he should see his face.

"Ghost ......" didn't come out of the word, his mind had flashed the intention of the cat, and he was even more scared when he thought about it, who had ever seen a cat grow on a person?

The thin man didn't know what to do next, but Qing Man solved his troubles by dropping a hand knife.

Seeing the thin man fall to the ground, she pulled the briquettes away from her face, "Isn't it staring at the nose and face?" Is my head still comfortable for you to sit on? ”

The briquette meowed, and the interesting one immediately jumped onto Qingman's shoulder.

Qingman was about to pick up the thin man's clothes, but he heard footsteps from far and near from the "hole" again.

After knocking down the fat men and taking the access card from them, she staggered towards the other entrance of Rongdian.

Unlike the main entrance, this back door, which handles garbage, miscellaneous people, etc., is much more rudimentary.

The rough brick stubble was exposed, and an incandescent light line tugged at the top of his head. The passage is only a meter wide and the surrounding darkness forms oppression, and the lack of air flow traps stuffiness and odors.

Qingman walked very slowly, and after touching the door with one foot deep and one foot shallow, she thought that the next environment would be better, but she was greeted by a heavy blood, a strange aroma, and all kinds of uncomfortable sounds.

To her left was a cage stacked on a high wall, containing all sorts of strange animals, including a bird with emerald green feathers the size of a finger, a bear with red eyes and white hair, a purple snake with two heads and two bodies, and a blue mantis with the thickness of an arm......

To her right, the heat is like a battlefield. Spooning, stir-frying, picking and washing...... Busy feet don't stick to the ground, and no one has time to glance at her. The only young apprentice tried to turn his head to satisfy his curiosity, but before he could act, he was slapped and cursed.

In this way, Qingman walked through the kitchen and entered the escape passage as if he had entered a no-man's land.

It doesn't seem to be accurate to say that it is an escape route. Because the setup here is not much better than the inside. Except for a closed door where soft music can be faintly heard, a simple spiral staircase leads up to the upper floor, leaving the space with nothing but dust and the dampness that has not seen sunlight for years.

It's very likely that the garbage on all floors of Rongdian was cleaned up from here, right?

When Qingman came to this conclusion, he didn't care about self-deprecation, and climbed the stairs again, all the way to the third layer.

The staircase leading to the fourth floor was locked with a large lock, like a closed box, tightly enclosing the entire ascending staircase.

Qingman couldn't even sit on the edge of climbing, so he could only be anxious to circle outside.

"What are you hesitating about? Think about it, with more than a billion assets, how many children should be able to get out of the mountains? ”

"Of course it's good to be able to get out of the mountains...... It's just that if their hometown is polluted because of this, they may not even have a place to settle when they come back in the future. ”

"Who said this project would pollute?! Our technology is imported from abroad, and after strict research and practice, there is no pollution, right? ! Besides, even if it's a little bit polluted, so what? Some sacrifices are also necessary for the sake of the mountain economy. You tell me, if people can't make their lives better and broaden their horizons, what's the point of looking at the mountains and rivers that they are tired of looking at all day? ”

……

The Purdue Glory member door on the third floor is still having a heated discussion. The sound of the argument reached the briquette's ears, but only one of its impatient ears twitched.

It glanced up at the enclosed staircase and leaped up with a hard kick on its hind legs.

It didn't take long for it to jump down from top again, only with an extra bunch of keys in its mouth.

"Well done!" Qingman opened the staircase door, and finally entered the outside of Yiye Bodhi on the fourth floor. She peeked through the crack in the door, and sure enough, she found that the setting was as described by the briquettes, but those high-ranking members had already received the holy water, and at this time they had all returned to their respective rooms, pressed the protective button, and blocked all kinds of distractions to rest.

"Do you dare to go in and have a look?" The briquettes whispered in Qingman's ear.

Qingman squinted at it, not to be outdone, and casually took out a card and scratched it a few times at the crack of the door, and actually opened the door from the outside.

The moment the door was pushed open, the reverse formation was completely unobstructed in front of her.

The surging black gas and connected pipes are like the scenes seen in the midnight dreams of many years.

She walked forward step by step, forgetting the crisis and mission at the moment, as if going to a date or disaster that had long been doomed.

The unrecognizable emotional dependence, the accompanying woman Turan, the collapse of Stone Town, the cursed Turan and eternal life...... All the scenes flashed in front of her eyes as she pulled out the stone from the black air.

For the first time in her life, she suddenly had a certain realization and reflection: why did the stones that should be buried forever in the underground stone city appear here? Why would anyone raise turbidity privately? What has happened to her over the years, is it really just due to her own fault and greed? This disgusting turbidity is a disaster for the world, and no one is taking advantage of it?

Unfortunately, no one answered these questions, only the black stone engraved with the star array exuded a slight warmth, as if it had nourished the heart of a living person.

Qingman got goosebumps in disgust, and wanted to throw it back to the spring, but changed his mind again.

She put a finger in her mouth, took a small bite with ease, and squeezed the blood drop by drop on the stone.

Whew——

The stone seems to encounter hot water, and it evaporates a white steam. But when the white vapor dissipated, more and more thick black gas gushed out from inside.

What's going on?

Qingman couldn't see the doorway, and he smeared blood on it more and more carelessly. The blood dried, smeared, smeared, and dried; I don't know how many times I tried, but the black gas around the black stone finally disappeared.

Could it be that the mana has been reduced? Is the briquette promise near?

She glanced thoughtfully at the innocent-looking briquettes, and circled around the small rooms before turning to leave.

Passing through the kitchen again, the people inside were much quieter. It's just that a busy night is the extreme, and at the moment they are all hanging their heads listlessly.

Back above the ground, the sky was already starting to turn slightly white. Qingman saw that the fat man and the thin man were still groggy and showed no signs of waking up, and worked tirelessly to pose for them, so he calmly climbed over the wall and left.