Boom! Boom! Boom!

Listening to the sound of the man's door banging, the fat man and I realized once again that the Golden Templars and the Silver Templars were not at all comparable. Realizing that the wooden door was about to crack, I looked into the wooden house, and saw that the huge room could only rely on the iron shelves where the armor was placed to temporarily hold against the wooden door.

It's really not ordinarily heavy! One person could only move slightly, and sensing that his strength was not enough, I immediately shouted to the fat man next to me, "Come and help."

Oh! The fat man who came to his senses, standing on the other side of the iron shelf, combined with the strength of the two of us, finally began to move the iron shelf towards the wooden door little by little, "Bang, bang, bang", the open wooden door was suddenly pushed back again, I exhaled heavily, turned around, and was surprised to see that on the ground of the iron shelf that I had stood before, a stone suddenly protruded.

As it turned out, there was a good chance that there was something hidden under the rock. With this in mind, I did not hesitate at all, and stepped forward with a lunge, lifted the bulging stone, and in a short time suddenly saw a square groove. Inside the groove, there is a round ring.

I bent down, and after a fraction of a second of thought, I suddenly pulled the ring up. "Ahh Once again, I overestimated my strength, and the ring was slowly lifted up by me, much less quickly, and the fat man saw the situation and helped me lift it up together.

Gradually, the ring was exposed to the top. Then we heard a "click" sound, like the sound of a gear turning, and on the ground next to us, the stones suddenly moved to the side, and then we saw a large hole leading to the ground.

It's dark inside, and it's very quiet.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The agitated voice did not allow me and the fat man to think much at all, and the fat man took the fire fold out of his bosom at once, handed me one, and took out another one himself, and walked down the steps below.

About five minutes into it, there was a loud noise above the heads of me and the fat man, followed by a faint cloud of dust falling from above, but the Golden Templars were nowhere to be seen.

No matter how much danger lies ahead, a boulder has finally fallen in my heart. My body suddenly loosened, and my pace sped up a lot, and I felt deeply in my heart that I was almost at the end.

When I reached the end of the stairs, the light was not very bright, and I vaguely saw something hanging on the wall in front of me. The fat man and I each held a fire breaker, and we didn't forget to take the gun in our hands and walk slowly towards the wall. One step, two steps, and when we reached the fifth step, the vision in front of us had become clear, and the fat man's face became pale in an instant, and his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he asked uncertainly: "Xiao Ke, have the two of us broken into some forbidden place?" ”。

Faced with the fat man's sudden question, I really couldn't answer, first shook my head, and then nodded. I saw that on the wall in front of us, dozens of bones that had already been turned into corpses were nailed to the wall, and the fat man and I walked all the way from the beginning to the back.

In this dim light, the fat man and I saw a scene that we still can't forget. When I was about to go to the end, the last two boards were empty, and on the tags below these two boards, there were two names engraved directly, and this name was not someone else's, it was me, Qin Xiaoke, and the fat man, Li Feilong. Things have come to this point, completely beyond my expectation and the fat man.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the oppressive chill suddenly invaded, and the fire fold in the hands of me and the fat man was inexplicably extinguished. The surroundings suddenly became dark, "Xiao Ke, where are you?" The fat man took out a fire fold from his arms again, and said with palpitations: "It's good to bring a lot." Not long after the words fell, he leaned over to me, trembling all over his body, "There was a dark shadow just now, Xiao Ke, did you see it?" ”。

Hush! I hurriedly made a silent gesture to the fat man, dragged the fat man with him, and came to the corner next to him. Not long after the two of us stopped, there were a few terrible shouts in front of us, and then suddenly there was a light in front of us, as if we had returned to the past. In front of us, there were suddenly several more jailers, with long whips in hand, and beside us stood prisoners on their knees and disciples with scriptures in hand. No matter how much the prisoners wailed, they were rewarded with endless whips, and finally nailed to the planks of the walls......

I felt something soaking into my eyes, and as soon as I blinked, the vision in front of me suddenly changed, and the scene I had seen before was long gone, and then I realized that my whole body was already in a cold sweat.

"Xiao Ke, did you see it just now?" The fat man's pale face gradually regained a hint of ruddy, and he turned to ask me in a low voice.

Kindness! I nodded slightly, it was all so weird. By the light of the fat man's fire fold, I saw something carved into the wall in the corner. Sensing that there might be some unexpected clues, I hurriedly gestured to the fat man, and the fat man who reacted hurriedly brought up the fire fold. I saw that on the top of the wall, there was a long blood sword, and there were six identical flames around the blood sword, and I looked all the way down the French that I couldn't understand, and I was surprised to see that the two signatures left at the bottom were written in English, and the handwriting was different from the above, and I was surprised that the names of those two people and the fat man knew each other: John, Huali.

I took a sharp breath of air, John had died hundreds of years ago, and the famous Huali had suddenly appeared in front of me and the fat man a few hours earlier. Isn't this so-called Huali the same person? Or maybe the signature on it was written by someone else. I tried to keep my eyes open and read it a few more times, and it was correct, signed by John and Warley, both written by John in English. I don't know why John is Frenchman who writes English, but I like to drag up a long tick in the last letter of John, but I remember it vividly, because I have seen John's own name and his handwriting in my previous experience.

Before we could slow down, the fat man and I suddenly heard a "bang" sound in front of us, as if something had fallen to the ground. I and the fat man who were frightened one after another, but at the moment they were bolder, I took the lead, holding the fire fold, slowly walking forward, and when I felt that I was about to go, I handed the fire fold straight forward, I and the fat man suddenly glanced at each other, and saw the horror in each other's eyes, the coffin that I saw before actually reappeared in front of us, and the lid of the coffin did not know who covered it! (To be continued.) )