He nodded in answer and continued to crawl forward, followed by me.

After climbing about three meters or so, Mo Yanchen stopped, his hand reached up and forcefully lifted a stone slab above our heads, and then climbed out first.

I climbed out to take a look, it was really a commotion in the old man's girl's heart, this place is beautiful. The red gauze tent looked extremely ethereal and light under the flashlight in my hand and the miner's lamp that was not stained, and there was a large bed inside with a bright red mattress. The bookcase and square table surrounded by red lacquered wood look elegant and exquisite, and are full of scrolls of calligraphy, paintings, and antiques and jade. I don't know if I entered the boudoir of someone's daughter, or the cave room of a local tyrant, ordinary people must not be able to see it.

Mo Ranchen's expression made me a little incomprehensible, he frowned and walked gently around the room, his hand caressed the things in the room inch by inch, and there was an inexplicable sense of dazedness in his eyes.

"Don't really say it, if it weren't for the prince's heavy traps and traps, it is estimated that this place would have been hollowed out by tomb robbers a long time ago, where could it still exist so completely." I sighed as I walked over to the bookshelf and picked up one of the scrolls in the tube.

The ancients generally loved to paint landscapes, and some liked to paint beautiful people, of course, this painting in my hand may also be just a word. I took it in my hand and my curiosity arose, and I didn't know what kind of brush it was.

I slowly untied the rope and pulled the scroll downward.

At the bottom of the canvas is a dark green backing, and I pulled it down a little bit to see the paper. As soon as the paper came out, I was sure that it was a beautiful painting, with the hair in a small bun coiled around the head like a ball head now, and the hair underneath was obviously loose.

I didn't bother to pull it away a little more, so I simply stood on tiptoe and hung it on the shelf, then let it unfold with a release of my hand.

This stretch is unfolded, and the beauty of the whole picture scroll is immediately revealed. The slender beauty wore a red wedding dress, and her black hair hung down and danced lightly, like a fairy. And the surrounding little cold plum, elegant and simple, there is a taste of silt without staining.

But when I saw this beauty's face, I was stunned......

She had a light smile on her face, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and between her eyebrows seemed to be a lonely plum in a cold spring, clear as snow. But...... She looks exactly like me! It's just that the temperament and taste are completely different.

This made me sweat a hand, not only as if I was curious and interesting to see my past life, but also with a chilling feeling, as if the woman in this painting would come out of the painting in the next second and replace my existence.

When I came back to my senses from the picture in front of me, I turned my head and found that Mo Ranchen was also looking at this painting with a fascination. But the strange thing is that the way he looked at this painting was soft and even faintly smiling like I had never seen before. It was different from the look in his knife, but it was also a rare touch under his indifferent appearance.

"Mo Zhanchen, do you know who the person in the painting is?" I looked at his rare human touch and asked in a whisper.

However, Mo Ranchen just shook his head, said that he didn't know, and gently rolled up the scroll and carried it on his back with a rope.

I was stunned by his strange appearance, and I didn't look at him to take out this painting for money, otherwise he would definitely choose a more valuable antique, after all, he is not the kind of person Liu Yang who wants to lick it when he sees money. So why did he want this painting? Is there any special origin?

"Let's go." Mo Ranchen's tone was slightly lighter, not as low as before, and seemed to be ...... Good mood.

He walked to the innermost part of the room, and without looking back, said, "I know where there is a road." ”

Hearing him say this, I relaxed a lot in my heart, and thought: It's better to follow others Mo Zhanchen is reliable, this is called the mentor of life, the light in the dark, and the charcoal fire in the snow. If you follow Kong Xian, tsk my God, he is the last straw that broke the camel's back, a northwest wind that blew out the candle, and the last bullet in the revolver when playing the Russian turntable. Anyway, if you follow Kong Xian, you have to understand a philosophy of life, fire prevention, theft prevention, and teammate prevention......

To be honest, I'm now completely beginning to agree with Kong Xian's speculation. Unless Mo Ranchen is really as Kong Xian guessed, he is a former confidant of the prince's side. Li Buxiao used a special method to make him sleep for a hundred years, and finally was inadvertently awakened by Nangong Xu, who broke in. This makes sense, otherwise I really can't imagine why he could suddenly find such an ancient Xuantie knife in the small black house, and hang it all the way, and come to this ancient city as if he was returning to his home.

I didn't say much, and quickly took another picture scroll from the painting tube behind me, how can I say that I have to leave a souvenir for a trip, right? After pinning the painting to the backpack behind, he walked a few steps quickly to catch up with Mo Zhanchen.

He really didn't lie to me, there was a secret door in the innermost part of the room, and I glanced inside and asked, "Do you know where this leads?" Can you join Jin Ye and them? ”

After listening to my question, he leaned against the edge of the secret door, his expression was a little entangled, as if he had experienced very complicated brain activities, and then said: "If that road is not destroyed, we can wear it in front of Jin Ye and them, but the possibility is very small, let's take a walk." After saying that, he took the lead into the secret door, and I quickly followed him inside.

The road he said could be ruined, and it was ruined. I don't know if someone blew up a pile of rocks with explosives, or if it collapsed through the evolution of the mountain, in short, it was like the demolition team had come, and it was blocked by large and small stones.

But after I moved a few small stones, and after careful research, I found that this is not completely impassable, as long as the road is not too long, it should not be difficult to pass all the way.

"Do you think, we can go out with planing?" I held my chin and asked Mo Ranchen's opinion.

He shoveled the black iron knife in his hand as a shovel and said, "You can try it, but if you can't do it, you can only take a long detour." ”

I answered, used my waist knife as a shovel, and dug into it in a section. But we were lucky, digging and digging to the back was almost all empty, it should be just that the front section was blocked and collapsed for some reason.

"Hey, Mo Zhanchen, I'm a lot luckier with you." I patted the dust on my body and sighed at Mo Ranchen who came after me.

He raised his hand and pointed to the depths of the corridor in front of us and said, "If it goes well, we'll be at the top of an auditorium in five minutes." It is possible to run into Jin Ye and them when they go down from there, but it is not true, there may also be a fork in the road where they run, so it is difficult to say. ”

I know, in fact, Mo Ranchen doesn't know much better than me in his heart, he also reasoned based on the direction and guess, if I can meet Kong Xian, it would be best, if I can't meet them, I plan not to meet them first, and find the right way as soon as possible.

The front piece is very easy to walk, and there is no collapse or a position that cannot be walked. We soon reached the top of the auditorium that Mo Ranchen was talking about.

The opening we are in is like a vent in the auditorium, and the auditorium below is not big, some like the base of the Demon Sect in martial arts movies, and it is more than two meters high to jump from above, and there is not much challenge.

Around the hall are carved seven boys in stone, in various forms, some standing on one foot, some raising legs, some in flying postures, and some half-squatting, each holding a small plate in his hand, standing around the auditorium. Just looking at their movements and postures, it is really a lively and lovely scene, just like a kindergarten cafeteria, but when I look at their faces, a chill directly escapes from my back.

There was no so-called childishness on their faces, and there was a slight smile in the eyes of the two black holes, and there were no eyeballs carved in the eye sockets, but a vivid spider carved on the side. The cheeks sunken deeply, protruding from the sharp teeth in the mouth. The teeth weren't carved from human teeth at all, each one was sharp like a zombie's fang, and it was one of the top 10 dangerous animals in a documentary of the animal world.

"Where's the artist? Designing such an ugly imp? I sighed and walked over to take a closer look, and there was some oil in their little plate, and the wick was still there. Since I had to wait for Kong Xian and them here, I didn't know how long it would take, so I simply put out the electric fire in my hand to save energy, and then took out a lighter to light the oil lamps in the hands of these boys.

Mo Ranchen stood in the middle of the lobby, looked at the direction of the passage where Kong Xian and they would come, and said coldly: "These children are not designed or carved, but poured cement on the corpses of real people and dried them. ”

"What?" I couldn't help but shake my hand as I lit the oil lamp, and then I saw that the boy next to me was almost weirdly about to come to life, "Then what's going on with this face?" Nor is it carved? How could there be a child who grew up like this? ”

"That's a ghost kid." Mo Yanchen said.

I quickly shook the lighter in my hand to keep myself away from these boys, and then "hissed" suspiciously, and asked Mo Ranchen: "Who is the ghost you keep talking about?" Do you have the same face as these kids? ”

Mo Ranchen said: "The ghost is a human being who has been deteriorated by resentment, and in the early years, some people raised little ghosts, but in fact, they raised ghosts. They will be locked in a cage or a confined space when they are infants, and the whole parenting process is like raising Gu, after continuous brainwashing and fighting, their physical characteristics will change in order to survive, and there will only be the mission of the caregiver to them in their minds. ”

"How powerful are they?" I looked at the long wound on Mo Ranchen's body, and I couldn't help but feel extremely uneasy in my heart.

"They're so powerful that we can't imagine them." Mo Ranchen said: "Ghosts are the same as ordinary humans, their abilities and intelligence levels are different, but their tyranny is very great, and the evolution of their bodies for fighting and survival makes them have hidden powers that we can't imagine when it comes to killing." ”

I said, "Since you've fought with them, can you evaluate what are your chances of winning if you do meet us?" ”