After swimming for an unknown amount of time, when I came to the surface again to breathe in the air, I was surprised to find myself in a large underground cavern.

With the help of the faint spark in the cave, I noticed that I was floating on a small naturally formed lake at the moment, and a few slightly white stalagmites were arranged irregularly on the shore of the lake.

Fearing that there might be some unknown danger in the lake, I hurriedly kicked my legs and swam to the shore.

Struggling to climb ashore, I lay limp beside a stalagmite, gasping for air. Even for a cultivator like me, after a battle with Death Drift, and being washed away by the underground river, it is already a miracle that I can still lie here and gasp for breath.

After resting for a while, feeling that my strength was almost recovered, I stood up and unloaded my backpack to check that the contents of the bag were in good condition. Even though this marching backpack is waterproof, I've been tossing in the water for so long, and no matter how well it is sealed, water will always seep into the bag.

When I opened the zipper, I saw that it was wet in some places, and several pieces of rune paper were also soaked. I took out the rune paper and hung it on the ground, comforting myself: "Father said that all of these rune papers are waterproof, even if they are moistened with water and roasted over fire, they can still be used." ”

So the question is, where to find fire? The lighter he was carrying was washed away by the current, and there were a few candles in his backpack, but there was no lighter or matches, so how could he make a fire?

It's not the main thing that the rune paper is wet, the worst thing is that after such a toss under the water, my clothes and pants are completely scrapped, and I haven't changed my clothes yet.

The whole body was wet, the cold wind was blowing, and the feeling of being cold was really refreshing. If it were an ordinary person who encountered this situation, he would have caught a cold and had a high fever, but I am different, after all, I am a cultivator, and I can mobilize the true qi in my body to maintain my body temperature, at least I can ensure that I don't get sick.

I don't know what happened to the blind man, Lao Xing, and Ling Qingyao, I touched my pants bag and wanted to take my phone out to see the time, but there was nothing in the pants bag, and it seemed that my phone was also washed away by the current.

Being in a dark and damp cave, with no sense of time, I knew I couldn't stay here for long, but the clothes on my body were so wet that I couldn't take off all of my pants and go out, right?

From the very beginning, I was very curious about the sporadic fires in the cave. This is a naturally occurring cave, a typical karst formation, which I have drilled with my father more than once in the past. Since it is a natural cave, why does it have fire? Is there anyone in the hole? Thinking of this, I couldn't help but raise my vigilance a little.

After I put my things away, I put on my backpack, pulled out the Tiangang sword behind my back, and walked towards the light source as if walking on thin ice, for fear that my whereabouts would be exposed if I made a big move.

When I got to the light source, I saw that the fire was actually an oil lamp embedded in the rock wall, and I had always had a good sense of smell, and before I could enter the oil lamp, I smelled a pungent stench. I often deal with dead corpses, as soon as I smelled the stench, my heart suddenly tightened, and I whispered in my mouth: "It's corpse oil, isn't this oil lamp made of corpse oil?" ”

When I looked closer, the lamp turned out to be a white skull of a dead man, the head of which had been artificially split in half from the middle, and an old porcelain bowl was placed inside, and the porcelain bowl was filled with the foul-smelling yellow corpse oil.

Seeing this strange scene, I couldn't help but shudder.

A few steps to the side, the same oil lamps came into my eyes, these oil lamps "packed" in the skulls of dead people were neatly embedded in the rock wall, and the faint light of the fire reflected in the dark and cold cave, coupled with this chilling scene, added a bit of horror.

If I'm guessing correctly, this cave is supposed to be the secret meeting place of the Star Picking Society, and this group of brutes is the only one in the world who can come up with the idea of making lamps out of dead people's skulls and corpse oil.

Thinking that the skulls on the rock wall were likely to be the innocent people who were brutally killed by the Star Picking Society, I clenched my fists, the blue tendons on my forehead burst out, and I silently swore in my heart: "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, you can go on the road with peace of mind, I, Chen Xiaofu, will definitely wipe out the bastards of the Star Picking Society and avenge everyone!" ”

Just as I finished my silent mourning, there was a faint sound of talking in my ears, and I vigilantly hid behind a huge stone platform next to me, holding the Tiangang Sword in my right hand, ready for a surprise attack at any time.

My attention was all about the voice of the voice, completely unaware of the danger behind me.

Out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew straight up the back of my head, and I turned around to look back, only to see an old man standing behind me, looking at me with a gloomy expression, with a strange and gloomy smile on his face.

I looked at it with yin and yang eyes, wasn't this the crazy old man who warned us to leave the village and fall into the well? This guy is indeed dead, and at this moment he is a ghostly ghost.

I was worried that the old man was not good, and was about to take the initiative, when suddenly, he raised his hand and whispered to me, "If you want to live, keep your mouth shut!" ”

Before I could react to what was going on, the sound of talking was getting closer and closer, and I leaned to the edge of the stone platform to look out, only to see two strangely dressed black-robed men sneaking into the cave and talking in whispers.

I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, and when I heard one of the black-robed men say that three of the four outsiders who had broken into the village today had been caught in the "Inquisition", my heart suddenly cooled.

The blind man, Lao Xing and Ling Qingyao fell into the hands of this group of cultists, but I didn't expect that a few of us were attacked by the enemy as soon as we entered the village.

Another black-robed man whispered, "The High Priest has ordered us to catch the fleeing outsider before the moon breaks tomorrow. However, I expected that even if he had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to escape the village, and he must be hiding somewhere in the village now. ”

After that, the eyes of the two black-robed men looked at me in unison, and my heart tightened, and I couldn't help muttering: "These two goods should not be aware of my existence, right?" No, I was holding my breath......"

The black-robed men walked slowly with a strange step, looking like a crawling snake, and they held a pitch-black scythe in their hands, and the scythe had a very strong yin qi attached to it.

I clenched the Tiangang Sword in my hand, and was about to rush out to kill them, but the ghost of the crazy old man grabbed my sleeve and said in a serious voice: "If you want to rescue your friends, it's best not to act impulsively!" ”

Coincidentally, when the black-robed man was less than ten steps away from me, he suddenly stopped, and one of them said, "The escaped outsider can't know about the existence of this cave, and it's only in vain that we're looking for it here, so I think we'd better look elsewhere." ”

Another chimed in: "That's right, let's go!" ”

After the black-robed man left, the cave returned to a dead silence again.

After confirming that they were far away, I threw a series of questions at the old man: "What's the matter with these black-robed people?" What did they do to the villagers of Spirits Village? Where are my friends locked up by them? ”

The old man shrugged his shoulders and said to me helplessly: "Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly!" ”