Along the scent, under the astigmatism of the flashlight, a wide staircase made of black stone leads diagonally to the depths of the ground, and the light range of the flashlight is limited, and you can't see the farther away.

Several people were full of praise for the strange skills of the bear fat man, and they were surprised that such a rough man had the potential to be a mathematician.

But it seems that when I think about it, I really don't seem to have a graduation certificate for this strange technique, so I had to talk twice and quietly put it back. But don't mention the smugness between the eyebrows and eyes, the eyes are raised and the forehead is almost squeezed.

Kexin looked excited, and asked the fat man where he learned this knowledge and if he could teach her.

The fat bear pouted with a big face, chirped his lips, and said in a thoughtful manner: "My knowledge, is an ancestral ability, from the Song Dynasty to the present, the male is not female, the leaflet is not double, this is the secret door." ”

When Kexin heard this, he pouted and was unhappy.

The fat bear saw that Ya was angry, and hurriedly ignored the ancestor, and said in a changed voice: "But, if you want to learn, I will be beaten to death by my father, and I have to teach you!" But this thing has patience and time, I'll teach you by hand! Hey! ”

Ke Xin said happily: "Okay! That's right! "I didn't see the problem with hand-to-hand teaching.

Yunya Nuan until this bear fat man blew cowhide, which could blow for three days and three nights, their flashlights could not support it for so long, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to go down the steps.

Inside the underground entrance, they saw a turntable that looked like a ship's rudder, and the fat man looked at the pattern on it and said, "This thing can open this door directly inside." ”

Yun Yanuan smiled: "It's easy to go out and hard to get in, it seems that in ancient times here, there may really be people living in it!" But it's a weird thing to live in the depths of the earth! ”

Xiong Pang said: "It is estimated that the desert outside is too hot, the underground is cool, and it is estimated that there is underground water, so I choose to live here!" ”

His argument seems somewhat probable.

At the beginning, they were worried about what ancient hidden weapons were underneath, and they were cautious when walking, especially the fat man, who didn't let Yun Yanuan lean forward and explored the way in front of them.

With a weight of more than 200 catties and big feet like a bear's paw, walking on the stone steps, there was no sound coming out, which made Yun Yanuan secretly speechless, and begged: "This bear fat man has practiced walking a dustpan!" Otherwise, there will be no such foot strength! ”

The so-called dustpan is a training method for practicing body footwork in traditional martial arts, and it is also said that it can be a light work, but Yun Ya Nuan has not seen it, but it does have a good effect on the balance of the body, and it is better than the plum blossom pile.

The training method seems to be very simple, that is, to make a large dustpan for drying grain, load stones in it, and then walk on the edge of the dustpan, and when it is cooked, slowly remove the stones inside, and finally reach the empty dustpan, this kung fu is considered to be practiced.

After the success, the cornices walked on the wall as if walking on the ground, and the ground was silent.

Yun Ya Nuan has walked for a while, he can walk fast but not slowly, and he can barely walk an empty dustpan, but his weight is light, only more than one hundred and thirty pounds, and the fat bear is almost twice his weight.

Now in various sects, there are also those who specialize in practicing this kung fu, it seems that there are only natural doors and Baguazhang, especially the most refined kung fu in the natural door, and the inner circle hands practice to the end, that is, walking on the dustpan, can be fast and slow, and the body is like a ghost.

This step is long enough, it is estimated that at least from the entrance vertically into the ground twenty or thirty meters deep, and when you go down to the end of the steps, the eyes suddenly open up, and a corridor about thirty or forty meters wide and about seven or eight meters high appears.

The surroundings of the corridor are no longer pitch black, and the walls on the left and right, I don't know what treasures are inlaid with them, exuding a white soft light, forming a wonderful pattern.

The most visible of them are some curved and downward-hanging figures, which look like the roots of a large tree, extending and forming countless umbrella nets.

The most bizarre thing is that on top of these umbrella-like net whiskers, there are hanging in the shape of human heads, with eyebrows and eyes, and there is no body under the skull, which is a series of intermittent dotted lines.

A group of strange-looking creatures stretched out their grips on the hanging heads that looked like fruits, with their mouths wide open, their fangs bared, and even the spit dripping vividly.

"Damn, is this a ginseng fruit tree?" The bear fat man scolded.

The light was soft, shining on three sides, and spread throughout the corridor, like the earth under the fifteenth full moon. You can see everything, but it's not real.

There seemed to be no end to this corridor full of white light, stretching far into the distance until it turned into a white point of light.

If these frescoes that exude light are enough to shock people, then what is in front of them is simply a miracle.

The ground of this entire road is like a modern highway, and in the middle is a white strip nearly five or six meters wide, which divides the ground into two along the direction of the road, and intersects with the invisible white dots in the distance.

It is here that the strange fragrance in the corridor is emitted.

It was a myriad of white flowers, shining like crystal under the white light on three sides, and even the stems were just as white when you looked closely, without leaves, densely packed together.

A few people approached these fragrant flowers, and for a moment it was difficult to determine whether these things were jade or real plants, if they were carvings, then this creator could simply be called a god, and no flower was exactly the same, what kind of skill was required for this.

Kexin looked at these white flowers, pondered carefully for a while, slowly squatted down, and was about to reach over and touch them, probably to see if these flowers were real plants.

Yun Yanuan hurriedly grabbed her arm and said, "Don't be careless, this is weird, don't be a poisonous thing!" ”

Ke Xin slapped Yun Ya Nuan's hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, these flowers are not poisonous, I just want to see what they rely on to survive!" ”

"Are these really plants?" Diana asked in surprise.

Anyone who sees such lush plants growing dozens of meters underground, where there is no sunlight at all, will be surprised, because it is almost impossible, and plants are more dependent on sunlight than animals.

Ke Xin nodded and said: "That's right, these are indeed plants, known as the Flower of Hell or the Flower of Death, but don't look at the name scary, in fact, this thing is not only not poisonous, but can also be eaten as a wild vegetable!" ”

As she spoke, she opened the flowers, revealing the location of the rhizomes, and in the light of the flashlight, it could be seen that the plants were rooted in something fat and moist, reddish in color.

Ke Xin flicked the saber twice on the red thing, pulling the texture of the muscles on it and deforming it, but as soon as the saber left, it slowly returned to its original shape.

"That's amazing! You can think of a way like that! It's amazing! Ke Xin sincerely admired.

But the others didn't find anything magical, and they always felt that the reddish things under the roots were like animal muscles, slimy, disgusting to look at, and very scary.

"Kexin, what is this?" Diana couldn't help but ask.

The little girl seemed to understand the study, so she stood up, pointed to the white plants, and said:

"This plant is called the Flower of Death, and it also has a very elegant name called the Crystal Orchid, but it does not belong to the orchid family. Its biggest feature is that there is no chlorophyll, it cannot carry out photosynthesis at all, it belongs to semi-saprophytes, and sunlight is only harmful to it.

Therefore, they grow in particularly shady places, relying on the decay and decomposition of fungi to obtain nutrients, and they can grow here for thousands of years, but they rely on these fleshy lumps of flesh at the roots......"