If Ye Wudao was allowed to choose by himself, he would definitely choose to enter from the Qinglong Gate instead of from the White Tiger Gate, but unfortunately, they refused to listen to Ye Wudao's words.

Although Ye Wudao was a little helpless, since he agreed to Song Yuhan and took over this commission, he had to protect He Xiuyan's life no matter what, since he couldn't stop her from sending her to death, he could only follow her into the most dangerous White Tiger Gate.

After a group of people entered the White Tiger Gate, there was a long and pitch-black passage inside, everyone wore headlamps, and held a strong light torch in their hands, and three guards walked in front with guns to prevent any danger inside.

After passing through this long passage, everyone came to a hall again, but this hall was different from the hall outside, in this hall, there were many strange mechanisms, and there were many strange patterns on the walls, and in this hall there was a golden statue of a white tiger, this white tiger was not angry but mighty, and its golden eyes seemed to be contemptuous of these intruders who came here.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this place? It's amazing. ”

Those who came in, after seeing these magnificent scenes, all of them had their eyes lit up, especially the archaeologist, who was even more excited to even commit occupational diseases, holding a magnifying glass to the pattern on the wall, looking at it and admiring it.

"Rich, rich, this statue turned out to be golden. ”

When the guards saw the white tiger statue inlaid with gold leaf, they even drooled out, and rushed to the white tiger statue.

And He Xiuyan was not interested in any of this, I saw that she was like a demon, and walked to a dusty yellow canvas bag on the ground and squatted down, and suddenly saw that she seemed to be crazy, and quickly opened the yellow canvas bag with both hands, and took out a crumpled notebook from it, as well as an old clockwork watch.

"It's my father's stuff, my father must have been here. He Xiuyan held the thing in his hand and said excitedly.

At this time, the archaeologist saw a button with a white tiger pattern on the wall, and he didn't know what it was for, so he pressed it with his hand.

And Ye Wudao walked at the back, and when he came in, he happened to see an archaeological expert pressing the mechanism on the wall, this is the White Tiger Murder Position, can things be moved?

Ye Wudao's ears immediately heard a sound of whims, which immediately made him secretly say something bad, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

Then he immediately pounced on He Xiuyan in front of him, holding her on the ground and rolling constantly, only to see fist-sized holes emerging from the ground, and high-temperature flames erupted from these holes, setting all the people hired by He Xiuyan on fire, burning them screaming, except for Ye Wudao and He Xiuyan, only three people escaped because they were not within the range of these holes.

And the worst thing was the archaeologist who activated the mechanism, I saw that he had turned into a burning man, and he wailed heartbreakingly, and after he took a few steps in the flames, he was suddenly burned into a charred corpse by the flames and fell down, emitting a scorching smell.

The team that came in was burned to death five at once, and the other three who escaped the catastrophe were already frightened, screamed hysterically, and subconsciously ran out of the exit.

"Don't go over ......"

Ye Wudao hurriedly shouted at them, but it was too late, and the three of them hadn't run to the exit yet, and with a few pops, several flames suddenly erupted from the ground, turning the three of them into burning people.

Except for Ye Wudao and He Xiuyan, all the people who came in were burned to death, and the death was miserable, Ye Wudao sighed, he knew that this would be the result, it would be strange if the White Tiger was not in danger.

After waiting for a while, I saw that these fire-breathing holes on the ground had been retracted, which meant that the mechanism had been lifted, but the door that came in landed with a bang, locking Ye Wudao and He Xiuyan inside.

"Ah!!h

Seeing this scene, He Xiuyan covered her ears with her hands and screamed, the whole person trembled with fright, Ye Wudao hurriedly hugged her, and gently swiped her with his palm, and a cold breath entered her brain from his hand, making her gradually quiet.

Just now, Ye Wudao used the Pure Heart Technique to help her calm her mind, otherwise, she would not be crazy at the moment, she must have collapsed, a girl saw such a cruel scene, and the impact she received can be imagined.

"Ye Wudao, Ye Wudao......" He Xiuyan grabbed Ye Wudao's hand and shouted loudly, like a child who was overly frightened.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here. ”

Ye Wudao soothed her emotions, and after a long while, He Xiuyan quieted down, but it could be seen that she was still scared at the moment, if it weren't for Ye Wudao here, even if she wasn't burned to death, she would probably be scared crazy.

"Ye Wudao, what happened just now?" He Xiuyan asked with tears in his eyes as he looked at the charred corpses all over the ground.

"That archaeologist just now moved the mechanism on the wall, and I warned you before I came in, this place is a big culprit, but unfortunately, none of you will listen to my advice. Ye Wudao said helplessly, now that even he is locked inside, he can only complain.

"Ye Wudao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I killed them. He Xiuyan said guiltily.

"Miss He, you can't blame you for this, but you have to blame their greed in their hearts and disrespect for our ancient Chinese culture. Ye Wudao said to her.

Although Ye Wudao said this, He Xiuyan was still very uncomfortable, if she hadn't hired them, they wouldn't have died here.

"Miss He, now it's useless for you to blame yourself, you can't save them, if you still want to find your father, then you need to make yourself strong, otherwise, we may all die here. ”

Ye Wudao had to use a serious tone to make her think of the task of her trip again, instead of thinking nonsense here, self-guilt and self-torture here.

Sure enough, Ye Wudao's words worked, making He Xiuyan stronger, she looked down at the yellow canvas bag in her hand, and said to Ye Wudao: "This is my father's bag, I am sure that my father must have been here." ”

(End of chapter)