I was horrified inexplicably, because I saw Xiaobai being caught in the hands of Xia Mandarin Duck, the dragon's body twisted, and the dragon groaned to the sky, but he couldn't move.

"What do you do?"

I yelled, pushed the ancient book in my hand to my waist, and rushed to the door.

But Xia Yuanyang just glanced at me, and as soon as his body moved, he went out of the door, and when I rushed out of the sandalwood door, he was nowhere to be found, only an angry dragon roar echoed in the lonely and dark tunnel.

He's not a summer mandarin duck!

I knew in my heart that being able to subdue a young dragon suddenly and disappear in front of me in an instant was definitely not something that Xia Mandarin Duck could have. It's just that the person just now is exactly the same as Xia Yuanyang's appearance, could it be that he was possessed by something underneath?

Thoughts were racing in my head, but at the same time I kept running down the deep tunnel, trying to catch up.

Along the way, I saw that there was a door like the study on the stone wall from time to time, but I didn't pay attention to it, but chased all the way down the tunnel, and now the situation is getting more and more weird, the master and Xia Yuanyang who suddenly disappeared, the words written in blood on the desk, and an ancient book left by Xu Xiake...... Even though I am strong enough to kill Yun Chongwei now, I still feel chills all over my body, which is a kind of human fear of the unknown.

As time passed, my heart became more and more anxious, this tunnel seemed to have no end, I definitely ran more than ten kilometers in ten minutes, but it was still dark ahead.

"That's not right! I felt like I was going around in circles. ”

I stopped, my eyes getting colder, and turned to walk towards a closed wooden door behind me. This door is also made of sandalwood and closes tightly.

This time I didn't open it rashly, but carefully observed the carving on the door. Then I felt a sigh in my heart, because there were many strange symbols carved on this sandalwood door, like ghost paintings, densely packed.

I recognize that these should be from the Taoist charms, but I don't know what the specific use is, after all, there are countless branches of Taoism in the world, and each faction has its own unique secret techniques, and I, a half-baked little Taoist, don't have any in-depth research on these.

"Illusion or seal?"

My voice echoed through the tunnel, and there was something eerie.

I gritted my teeth, kicked open the sandalwood door in front of me, and rushed in with my sword.

However, the contents of it startled me a lot, because it was actually a study, and the layout was exactly the same as the one I had just entered, with a desk in the middle with a faint candlelight, and a large bookshelf hidden in the shadows behind.

I shuddered, because I had been running forward in this tunnel and hadn't taken a step back, so it was unlikely that this was the study I had used to be. And the most important point is that when I chased out of the study, the sandalwood door was not closed at all, even if I unknowingly went back and forth, the door could not have closed by itself, right?

Although it felt like things were getting more and more evil, I still had the courage to go forward and want to check again.

Approaching the desk, I couldn't help frowning, the style and appearance of this thing were exactly the same as the one in the room just now, under the faint green light, three blood-stained characters on the desk met my eyes:

Kill me!

I suddenly felt a shudder in my heart, could this be that I had returned to the place I had just been. My eyes lit up, and I noticed a slight difference in the three words on the desk, which looked much brighter and more flexible than the one I had just had. I still vividly remember that the writing in the first study was dark red and almost black, but here it was a little close to the color of blood that had just condensed, and the handwriting seemed much more agile than before, as if it had not been written by one person.

The candle flame on the table flickered gently, and the strange green light illuminated the entire stone room in a dark green, and my shadow was cast on the wall, trembling with the candle flame, hideous like a monster.

I couldn't help but curse secretly, thinking of Xia Yuanyang and Master who disappeared inexplicably, as well as Xiaobai who was captured, I was even more angry. I strode towards the bookshelf behind me to see if anything else could be found, and sure enough, after I searched for it, I found a broken old book in the ashes of a pile of books.

When I held this book, I was stunned, because the appearance of this book was the same as the notebook of Xu Xiake just now, I was nervous, and quickly flipped back, and through the flickering candlelight, I saw that the line named Xu Hongzu was also written at the back.

I swallowed hard and reached for the ancient book that I held around my waist. However, it was empty......

Layer after layer of goosebumps crept up my body, and the irrepressible fear continued to spread in my heart.

The handwriting on the desk became more and more conspicuous, and the flickering candlelight became more eerie, and even the shadow I cast on the wall became larger.

What's going on? Did that book fall out of my run? According to common sense, such a situation is also possible, when I was worried about Xiaobai in my heart, I didn't notice the ancient books that fell on my body at all.

But even if it drops, what is the matter with the book in my hand now, the position, the cover, the content and even the final message are exactly the same, I don't think anyone will copy the same note twice.

At this time, I realized that except for the three words left on the wooden table just now, the other decorations were completely carved out of a mold.

I shuddered, and wanted to turn around to look at myself on the table again, but as soon as I turned around, I saw a figure standing fixed outside the sandalwood door, holding Xiaobai who was constantly struggling, and looked at me coldly.

The candle flame on the desk flickered softly, and the demonic green light shone on the man's face, allowing me to see through.

This is the Xia Mandarin Duck who disappeared before, the corners of his mouth turned slightly, and he showed an extremely evil smile at me.

"I'm your ancestor!"

This time, I completely exploded, and rushed out as soon as I lifted my sword, and the speed simply exploded to the extreme.

However, after a few seconds, when I jumped into the silent corridor, I found nothing, only darkness shrouded the entire underground world.

"That's not right! I also know Xia Yuanyang's strength, he will never be faster than me, and he has no strength to subdue Xiaobai. But even if it's controlled by something underground, it's impossible for the strength to grow so long, right? ”

This time, I didn't come forward to catch up, but stood at the door and kept thinking about the suspicion of this matter.

As I pondered, the handwriting on the desk became more vivid, writhing like a snake in the swaying of the candlelight, and the shadow behind me became more and more hideous, even larger than my body, swaying closer to me......

"Something must have gone wrong! No, I'm going back, there's definitely something weird along the way! I let out a low sigh and felt a chill run down my back and looked back.

As far as I could see, there was endless darkness in the depths of the corridor, and there was not a single sound or light, only the green light shining from the candle fire in the study.

Touching my back, which was crawling with goosebumps at some point, I shook my head in confusion, then turned and ran in the direction of return.

This time I used all my strength to run all the way back to where I came from.

One minute, ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour......

I finally stopped, my teeth biting my lip, a touch of saltiness spreading in my mouth.

You know, I had run for a maximum of ten minutes to get to the study, but now it took me half an hour to turn around, and I haven't reached the place where I came from, and there is still a dark abyss ahead.

This thing is not scientific at all! Either I'm caught up in illusion, or I'm surrounded by some magic circle.

I set my eyes on a closed sandalwood door ten meters ahead.

I gritted my teeth and kicked it open, and sure enough, it was the same kind of study decoration, flickering candles, eerie desks, and bookshelves hidden in the dark.

This time, I specifically touched the ancient book on my waist, and after confirming that it was still on my body, I walked in one step.

When I walked into the desk, there were still those three big characters on it, but what made my whole body tremble was that the three words on the table seemed to be written with the blood that had just flowed out, crookedly, and I could even see the round beads of blood inside.

I froze in place, cold sweat falling like rain.

The candle flame on the table flickered softly, and the shadow behind me writhed on the wall with the candlelight.

The black phantom of the head slowly turned towards me......