Is there a statue of the Great! Ling Hong was indignant and took out the golden pickaxe from the thief's backpack, let's start with you!

"If you want to blame, you can only blame the form of this statue carving is too arrogant, I can't see it, Master Linghong, then let's start with you first!"

Ling Hong swore that he was definitely not envious of Lao Mai for having his own statue, and it was so exquisite, but he was really unhappy.

"Ping~Ping~~"

As soon as Ling Hong went down with a pickaxe, he smashed one leg of Lao Mai's statue down, so enjoyable! I have to say that this statue is really high, Ling Hong is not easy to hit the head of the statue with a pickaxe, Ling Hong gathered strength, and the statue is a kick, and the statue more than three meters high fell to the ground in response, which feels so cool, just like when I was in school before, I fantasized about smashing the statue at the school gate, but I didn't dare at that time, I just wanted to have a good time.

"Hehe, today the little master is going to destroy the demon!" Ling Hong had a wicked smile on his face, raised the golden pickaxe high, and with a single pickaxe, he also removed the head of the Lao Mai statue, and then threw it directly into the backpack.

It couldn't be more cool!

When Ling Hong disassembled the entire statue and put it in his backpack, he saw something in the dirt where the statue had been placed, and a trace of dark orange metal was exposed.

"What is this?"

Ling Hong squatted down, pushed the dirt aside with his hand, and a dark orange slate about a meter long and wide appeared in front of Ling Hong, this material was definitely not gold, Ling Hong was sure, could it be thulium ore? The most powerful ore in the starve world seemed to be this color.

With Ling Hongzhou's character, if he realized that this material was not simple, he would definitely not let him stay here, bringing him back to the camp was the king, and it was all his own.

After lifting the slate, a tunnel appeared under the slate, Ling Hong felt incredible, is there such a thing in the famine? Why didn't he seem to have seen it! Could it be a passage to the underground? There was no reason to be under Lao Mai's statue!

By the way!Monil!!Monil seems to have said that there will be opportunities here, is it referring to this tunnel? Ling Hong began to be a little entangled, the unknown is the most terrifying, who knows what is under the passage, Ling Hong is still a little cautious.

But in the face of this kind of exciting underground exploration, who wouldn't be tempted, what is down there, leading to the underground world, or an ancient tomb, or a treasure cave?

In the end, Ling Hong was still bold, put on the miner's lamp hat, lifted the spear in his hand, and decided to go down to the end, it was really curiosity that killed the cat! Of course, before going down, Ling Hong did not forget to stuff the dark orange slate into the thief's backpack.

The stairs leading to the bottom should be made of marble, but there are more or less cracks on each step, and there are some mosses growing on them, Ling Hong can feel a sense of age when he steps on them, although Ling Hong is not archaeological, but he can also roughly feel that the bottom of this place should be very ancient.

On both sides of the steps were some withered vines, and the small space made Ling Hong feel very uncomfortable.

As Ling Hong went deeper and deeper, the tunnel was about five or six meters down, and the light shining on the ground was already very weak, Ling Hong opened the miner's lamp hat above his head, and the appearance of a ray of light made Ling Hong feel a little relieved, a little weird.

The tunnel was terrifyingly quiet, Ling Hong went down another three meters, and the front began to widen, and then a small open space of about ten square meters appeared.

There was a skeleton in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by stone walls, like a secret room, and Ling Hong didn't find anything.

Ling Hong began to look at the bones, the age of the bones looked a long time ago, judging from the clothes, the person in front of him must also be very noble, although the robe on his body was very old and very torn, Ling Hong did not doubt the preciousness of the robe at all.

The most eye-catching thing on the corpse is a brown ancient book in his arms between the two bone hands of the corpse, Ling Hong doesn't know the words on the book, the font of several tadpole symbols, which gives Ling Hong a very familiar feeling, as if he has seen it somewhere, Ling Hong can't remember it for a while.

I don't know why, Ling Hong feels a bit like Hu Bayi now, how does the painting style feel like it has become the painting style of tomb robbery notes!

Ling Hong gently took the book from the deceased's hand, the surface of the book was wrapped in a strange animal skin, and carefully let go of the book, there were still a large number of tadpole words on it.

Ling Hong was also depressed, even if it wasn't Chinese characters, then oracle bone inscriptions would work, I could barely guess the meaning, even if it wasn't Chinese culture, I would have recognized the English, but what is a bunch of tadpole scripts!

Ling Hong now felt like he was guarding a big treasure chest, but there was no key! There was no key!

......

"Stinky monkey, you seem to be very sad~" A black shadow appeared behind Ling Hong.

Originally, it was very quiet in the secret room, but suddenly a voice came from behind him, which almost didn't scare Ling Hong out of his heart attack, Ling Hong immediately turned around, and his heart was put down, it's not good that he is not an enemy.

"Lamp God, it's you! I'm scared to death!" Ling Hong breathed a sigh of relief.

"What is the god of lights, please call me Uncle Monil, stupid monkey!" Monil said dissatisfiedly, wriggling the tail behind him, "Dressed like this, tasteless monkey."

"That's better than you leaving no clothes on, rascal!" Ling Hong pouted.

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"Let me tell you a story, once upon a time there was a boy named Aladdin, by chance, he was lucky enough to get a magic lamp, and there lived in the lamp, and the lamp god looked similar to you, but he was blue, and you were black! But he should be much cuter than you" Ling Hong looked at Moniel and said seriously.

“......”

Moniel clasped his hands with a look of surprise in believing you.

"Do you know what kind of book this is?"

"The Complete Explanation of Aka's Magic, a once-famous magic book, was written by a powerful magician named Acre. Monil said lightly.

"You say that's what I need?" Ling Hong asked weakly, the magic solution seemed to be exactly what he needed, but he couldn't understand that there was an egg to use.

"This was something that many people couldn't grab if they wanted to!" Monier didn't look particularly happy when he saw Ling Hong, but a bitter gourd face, and he was also a little puzzled.

"You can't be illiterate, are you?" Moniel suddenly thought of something, and laughed, "Uneducated monkeys, it's really scary! Haha, give Uncle a little time, Uncle Rongben laugh! You wait for me ......"

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