Standing on top of the sun, Ding Zhu took out a dagger from her pocket, squatted down, and struck it right in the middle of the sun with the hard handle of the dagger.

"Bang bang." The voice was muffled.

Then she struck the handle of the dagger against the patterns outside the sun.

"Bang bang." The sound is very solid, and compared to the sound coming from the center of the sun, the sound here is very small, and there is no echo.

After a few back-and-forth shifts, tapping on both sides, Ding Zhu had already made the final conclusion that there must be a very empty environment under this sun pattern, otherwise there would not be such an empty sound.

After deciding what happened, the remaining focus now is how to open it.

Obviously, this place is a secret passage, and what switch should be needed to open the secret passage, it is like the switch in Queen Mary's room, but unfortunately, no matter how much Ding Zhu searched in the church, she did not find a switch to turn on this sun.

As time passed, Ding Candle finally gave up on continuing to look for the switch, she didn't have so much time to waste, she didn't know when Queen Mary's story would end, she had to find evidence after Queen Mary had whetted all her appetites, otherwise her mission would not be completed.

After giving up looking for the switch, Ding Candle's method was much simpler and rudeer, she went directly to the worship place, picked up the golden lampstand placed on it, walked to the edge of the sun, raised the golden lampstand in her hand and smashed it to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

Again and again, although the golden lampstand and the hard marble touched each other, only the firelight was splashed, but it was not without clues, and soon, Ding Zhu saw that under the destruction of the golden lampstand, the gap outlining the sun began to appear obvious deformation, and the place where the pattern was originally well maintained gradually appeared faults, some places were high and some places were low.

"Hey! Who are you! What are you doing! While Ding Zhu was still concentrating on dealing with the sun on the ground, a majestic voice sounded behind her, and when she looked up, she saw a bishop in rich clothes walking briskly towards her.

"Smack!" Ding Candle only felt that when she looked at the other party, a white light appeared in front of her eyes again, and the crosshair fell on the opponent's neck, without hesitation, she immediately pulled out the one-handed crossbow from her body, stood up directly, and pulled the trigger towards the bishop cleanly.

But in the blink of an eye, the bishop had stopped his march and stood still, clutching his neck, gasping for air, gurgling through his throat, but at last he had not uttered a word, and fell to the ground completely and lost his life.

His arteries were pierced directly by Ding Candle's arrowheads, and blood gushed out of the wound.

Blood began to flow along the smooth central pattern, and the destination of the flow was the position of the sun.

When all the blood flowed to the center of the pattern, the blood began to seep into the pattern little by little, no, to be precise, into the metal hook just now.

Ding Zhu ran over and touched the bishop's corpse, put away a box, she threw the box directly into the package, she didn't have time to check what was in the box, her mind was full of thoughts that there must be something strange in it.

As the goal becomes clearer, the means to achieve it become clearer.

Ding Zhu didn't know how many times she had swung the golden lampstand and let it smash on the sun's pattern, but in the end, even the golden lampstand had been transformed, and she finally saw the lower limit of the sun's pattern.

Standing on the edge of the pattern, Ding Candle stretched out a foot and stepped on it tentatively, and the marble sun pattern then sank even more, and Ding Candle stepped on it a few more times, and finally, she only felt that her feet seemed to be empty all of a sudden.

If it weren't for the speed at which she retracted her feet, she would have fallen into this huge hole with the vanishing pattern.

The quiet and damp wind kept rising from the empty hole, blowing on Ding Zhu's body, making her unconsciously have a thick layer of goosebumps, she stood next to the hole, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, exhaled, and jumped directly.

There was a long, steep staircase inside the hollow, and Ding Zhu continued to walk down this staircase, as if there was no boundary, no end.

She could only feel the air around her getting colder and wetter, and the bone-piercing cold was constantly seeping through the air into the cracks of her bones, making her feel cold all over her body.

I don't know how long I walked, but Ding Candle's eyes suddenly widened, and the cold and biting wind became less aggressive, just wrapped her like water.

After walking in the dark tunnels for a long time, Ding Candle's night vision ability has improved significantly in the dark, and she can even see that in this open space, facing her is a beautiful sculpture, holding an oil lamp in the sculpture's hand.

There was an oil lamp in the lamp tray, but Ding Zhu did not have much hope for this oil lamp.

In such a cold underground, she still wanted to light the oil lamp, which felt like a dream, but even so, she still tried it with the fire on her body.

Unexpectedly, the oil lamp was actually lit.

Looking at the lighting of the oil lamp in his hand, the only thought in Ding Candle's mind was that there must be people here who come often.

Who comes here often?

Needless to say?

Holding this oil lamp, Ding Zhu began to walk inside, although it was damp and cold, but the ground was very clean, and there was no growth like moss, on both sides of this long aisle, there were a lot of stone coffins, and the coffins were carved with exquisite carvings of different pictures, and different characters, which should be the image of the coffin owner when he was alive.

The further you went along the road, the more empty the place became, and in the end there was not even a stone coffin, all of which were empty, as if they were intended for the prince and his descendants.

Standing in this empty place, a bright smile suddenly appeared on Ding Zhu's face, and her eyes quietly looked at the back of the tomb, where there was a wooden door.

Heavy and gloomy.