I was pushed down the pitch-black hole by Uncle Dao, and after bumping into it for a while, I found myself falling into a delicate stone path that had been carved out by hand.

The two walls of the stone road are carved with many intricate patterns, and the black paint extends to the front, and at a glance you can know that it is definitely not the ancient tomb builders who temporarily dug it for escape, but someone specially built a secret passage.

At this time, Zheng Tianweiyin was already sitting on the ground and began to take out the few medical supplies to bandage the medicine, and when he saw me coming down, he immediately stood up and asked me how the situation was above, before I could speak, Uncle Dao and Brother Qi also rolled down one after another.

"Heaven forbid, this time we have escaped a catastrophe." I looked at Zheng Tian and Wei Yin, who had been waiting for us in the secret passage for a while, and said in fear.

"Those bloody people didn't chase after them, did they?" Zheng Tian asked nervously.

So I took those countries. After briefly saying that the blood of the army and the blood of the Japanese army died together, Zheng Tian and Wei Yin felt extremely incredible.

"Okay, now is not the time for small talk, those ghost stings are still wandering around it, and there is something to say as they go." After coming down, Uncle Dao pointed to the dark passage in front of him and said.

During the walk, I saw that Wei Yin kept her head down, and I knew that she must not be feeling good at this time, her father suddenly disappeared, and her grandfather's body could not be brought back as she wished, and it was difficult to accept it on anyone.

I wanted to comfort her a few words, but I felt that everything I said now seemed pale and contrived.

At this time, I suddenly remembered something, and asked Uncle suspiciously: "Uncle, how did you know that there is a secret passage under the coffin?" ”

Uncle Dao glanced at me, pointed at Wei Yin and said, "She reminded me." ”

Wei Yin's eyes were full of confusion, and she didn't realize what she said to save everyone's lives.

Uncle Dao continued: "Miss Wei said before that the sting pool is the base camp of the ghost stings, and they ran outside from the pool. ”

"That's what I said, but what's so special about it?" Wei Yin was still puzzled.

Uncle Dao replied: "You think, those ghost stings are not like us humans who will use the switch to find the exit of the palace, proving that they must have crawled out of the palace from the bottom of the sting pool, in other words, this sting pool is not a closed dead pool, but is connected to the world outside the palace." ”

I nodded, feeling that Uncle Dao's analysis made some sense, but I still didn't understand what the connection was with the secret passage under the glass coffin.

Uncle Dao continued to explain: "The top of the high platform just now is a glass coffin with a picture scroll, and it is surrounded by stinging water, just imagine, if there is an outlet at the bottom of the stinging pool, then the bottom soil must be loose and paralyzed, and it is difficult to support such a huge high platform. Since it is difficult to support, then why would Mo Sect take this step to build a high platform in the middle of the sting pool? ”

"Is it because it looks domineering?" Zheng Tian replied weakly.

Uncle Dao glanced at Zheng Tian with the contemptuous eyes that usually glanced at me, shook his head and continued: "The real intention of the Mo Sect is actually to take advantage of the loose and sloppy soil at the bottom of the pond to open a sealed stone path from the bottom after the high platform is built. Then pour a corrosive sting water into the pool from elsewhere so that others will not be able to perceive the secret passage. ”

"Then how did you know that the entrance to the secret passage is under the glass coffin?" I asked again.

Uncle Dao said: "The secret passage is for people to walk, so there must be an entrance, and I just observed that there is nothing else on the high platform except a coffin, so I guess there may be a mystery under the coffin." ”

I nodded thoughtfully, but I still had some doubts in my heart, what was the purpose of the organization called the Mo Sect to build this secret passage back then? If it's just an escape route to the outside world, why bother so much?

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly noticed a silver-white stone door on one side of the stone path, so I stopped and said to everyone, "Do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

It stands to reason that we have now obtained the other half of the fragments, and we should go out immediately to avoid extraneous branches, but now this silver-white gate in front of us is too conspicuous, neither like the ordinary stone door we encountered before, nor like the kind of glass door that needs to be drawn to the blood, the first feeling is that there must be something valuable hidden in it, if we miss it this time, it is likely that we will not go in again in this life, and it is always not good to leave regrets.

So as soon as I finished asking, the rest of the people all replied in unison: "Go in!" ”

Uncle Dao stepped forward first and touched the surface of the silver-white gate to check it, but looking at it, his face suddenly became a little strange, I asked him what was wrong, he shook his head and said: "Unbelievable, this gate was not built by the Mozong of the Northern and Southern Dynasties at all." ”

"You can see that?" Zheng Tian said with a look of disbelief.

Uncle Dao continued: "Look at the texture of the surface of this gate, the silky and reflective silver white with a slight blue, it is impossible to achieve during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, it is obviously a modern process, if I guess correctly, it should be plated with a layer of chromium on the surface." ”

"This is strange, besides the Mo Sect, who else will repair the gate here, could it be Hong Xiuquan?" I asked.

Uncle Dao thought for a while, and said calmly: "No matter who cultivates it, there must be something strange in it, let's think about how to open this door first." ”

I nodded, and then I suddenly heard the seventh brother on the side shouting: "Look here!" ”

We searched for prestige and found a turntable on the stone wall not far from the gate, on which the word "ink" was impressively engraved, and around the turntable were thirteen numbers from zero to twelve, capitalized, like a wall clock.

"This should be the mechanism for opening the door." I said.

Uncle Dao's expression at this time was a little ugly, and he shook his head in confusion: "What's going on, why is this happening?" ”

"Master Dao, is there anything wrong with this?" Seventh Brother asked.

Uncle Dao pointed to the word "ink" on the turntable and said: "Just now I said that this door was not built by the Mozong of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, but built by the descendants of modern times, but now the matching turntable is engraved with ink, which is really puzzling."

"Maybe it's because the descendants who built this gate admired the skills of the Mo sect, so they carved a "Mo" character to pay tribute to them. I spoke.

Uncle Dao shrugged and said, "Maybe." Then he pondered the turntable.

Uncle Dao said while looking at it: "The turntable can be toggled, so that the word "ink" on it points to the thirteen capitalized numbers like the minute and second hands of a wall clock, so if nothing else, it should be determined a set of numeric passwords, and then rotated to the corresponding position in turn." ”

"How do we know the password? Alas, forget it, let's go, don't try and make mistakes when the time comes. Zheng Tian said with some fear.

At this time, Wei Yin, who had been silent for a long time, spoke: "Do you remember the numbers written on the cheongsam of the female corpse in the glass coffin?" ”

When Wei Yin said this, I remembered that there was such a stubble, and I didn't take it too seriously at the beginning, thinking that it was just a mark made by the corpse bearer to distinguish it, but now that I think that those numbers suddenly appeared on the cheongsam, it may not be accidental.

"Do you remember those numbers?" Uncle Dao asked.

"Remember, it's 9700." Wei Yin said.

I didn't think there was anything weird about this number when I watched it before, but when Wei Yin said this, I suddenly felt a little familiar, 9700? 9700？

Oh, my God! When I suddenly thought of something, my body couldn't help but tremble: when I was deceived by Zheng Tian and Dean Wei to do experiments in the Zanglongshan Mental Hospital, the number they gave me was 9700! This...... Is this a coincidence?

In my trance, Uncle Dao had already turned the turntable in the order of nine, seven, zero, and zero.

Soon, the chrome door was slowly opened with a screeching sound of rubbing.