"Hiss......"

He took a hard breath and tried to wake himself up. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

His head was groggy and groggy, and his internal organs were also in pain, he covered his chest hard, grabbed half of the metal spear in his right hand, and subconsciously made defensive movements.

"Huh, what about the monster?"

The scene in sight was dim and dark, with stones resting under his feet and no wind around.

The left elbow slammed backwards, and a dull sound rang out in the space.

Mo frowned slightly, slowly withdrew his left arm, and turned his head towards his back.

The hard rock wall seemed to be poured with gold and iron, enough to open the mountain and crack the rock, but it did not leave any traces on the rock wall.

He was slightly surprised, but after thinking for a moment, he leaned against the slightly safe rock wall and stared at the darkness in front of him.

Because there is a wide passage in front of you, which leads to the depths of darkness.

The air around is not dull, and there are clearly vents.

This discovery made Mo breathe a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to be careless, after all, dozens of experienced desolate people, without the power to resist, were dragged in by the monster, this level of existence, obviously not something he could provoke, but, at the moment, I don't know if the monster was catching them for the purpose of hunting, or just treating them as creatures that invaded the territory, and made some fierce responses.

Mo didn't know this, and he didn't have time to think about it, and the main thing he had to do now was to find an exit where he could leave and escape from this ghost place.

As for the dozens of companions who were also sent over, Mo Cai didn't bother to take care of them, after all, everyone didn't know each other at all.

Essentially, Mo is a desert man who walks in the wilderness, he has no tribe and no relatives.

However, secretly, he accepted a person's sponsorship, and in his spare time, helped that person solve some small troubles.

He met that man about sixty-seven years ago, because of a failed ambush, Mo was almost killed by another desolate man, and then that man appeared and saved him......

Things are very simple, but for him it is very complicated, a desolate man who has been lighting a fire on the verge of life and death all year round, it is indeed the first time that this kind of thing has encountered this kind of thing.

After the initial confusion, I meditated on it and felt that I wanted to repay him.

He can't say this kind of emotion well, but he vaguely remembers from some memories when he was a child, and his father once told him to repay his kindness.

He probably didn't understand that emotion before, but now that he understands it, he can't figure out what to do.

Later, the man helped him solve this problem, he said: "I have some trouble, just help me deal with it when you have time." ”

After listening silently, he was stunned for a moment, and then immediately nodded. Since then, he has kept in touch with him.

In the course of sixty-seven years, the man contacted him seventeen times, in addition to asking for some information, and to solve some strange troubles.

Sometimes, you have to kill some people who don't matter.

Silence does not exclude killing, after all, every desert person walking in the wilderness is a character with a lot of blood debts, and the so-called morality and gods are not of much use to them.

But after doing something, for some reason, Mo began to gradually get tired of this life, but he didn't know how to refuse him.

It wasn't until a while ago that the man contacted him again to ask him to help with some trouble, claiming that it was the last time.

Mo naturally couldn't refuse him, so he had to deal with the matter.

But after arriving at the appointed location, he found that this time things may not be so simple.

After all, when that person contacted him in the past, he always asked him to do some things alone, but in this matter, there were dozens of people in that place, and the aura of the same kind exuded from his body turned out to be desolate.

It seems that that person is really in a big trouble, otherwise he would not have sent so many people to help him solve this trouble.

Mo doesn't care about the size of the trouble, what he cares about is how to repay that person's life-saving grace, but now it seems that as long as he helps him solve this big trouble, he should be able to repay the other party's life-saving grace.

With this thought in mind, Mo galloped with these people all the way, following the traces of those "troubles".

On this night, they finally arrived at each other's range of activities, and after roughly grasping the location of each other's camp, they planned to launch a surprise attack on the camp in the middle of the night.

But the plan couldn't catch up with the change, and the people who were waiting silently outside the pile of rocks were suddenly attacked by a monster.

In the dark night, no one could see the appearance of the monster, only a long black shadow, piercing one companion after another, and then the black shadow dragged slightly, and the pierced companion disappeared.

Suddenly attacked by this kind of monster, these temporarily gathered desolate people obviously have no need to hide, after all, compared with those "trouble" detection traces, their own net worth and life are much more important, so in the process of hasty counterattack, those "troublesome" dark sentinels can detect their traces.

However, the monster was elusive, and everyone had no power to resist at all, often just seeing a shadow, and a person around them disappeared.

When a gust of fishy wind blew in his face, years of experience on the line of death came into play, and Mo subconsciously raised his spear to block the overwhelming blow.

The metal spear in his hand snapped, and an irresistible force bombarded him, and Mo was knocked out, but before he could fall to the ground, he was wrapped in another black shadow and dragged away in the distance.

Mo didn't see the monster clearly, but it felt like he was leaning more towards the shape of a python, as if a huge snake tail was curling him up and dragging him towards the ground.

Mo clearly remembered that the monster's figure exuded a disgusting fishy smell, and the body was very slippery, with fishy mucus streaking across the skin.

In the panic, Mo used his strength to pierce the monster's body with the tip of the spear, but fortunately, the monster had not yet reached the point of invulnerability, the tip of the spear pierced straight in, and blood gushed out, and then the monster let go of Mo in pain, and he fell vertically and smashed to the hard ground.

Thinking back to the previous scene bit by bit, Mo probably figured out the current situation, he should have been dragged into the dungeon by the monster, at this time, it should be somewhere underground.

Looking up, it was pitch black, and you could vaguely see the smooth rock wall, which was probably the same material as the rock wall behind me, and it exuded a feeling of hardness and heaviness.

Mo looked at it for a moment, then frowned slightly.

In his mind, the idea of escaping from above had obviously failed, after all, he had just learned how hard the rock wall was.

The companions around him did not appear beside him, obviously there are a lot of complicated passages underground, but in this way, there may be many monsters, otherwise it would be a bit of a doppelganger to attack so many desolate people at the same time.

Thinking like this, he blinked slightly and sat up in the darkness.

After calming down the tumbling blood a little, he sat there and rested for a while, then took out a few rusty copper wires from his body, as well as sun-dried grease, and when he had done all this, he tore some strips of cloth from his body, tied the grease to the notch of the metal spear, and wrapped several circles of copper wire around the outer layer, and a simple torch appeared in his hand.

With the tip of the spear, he slashed hard at the rock wall, and a spark splashed slightly and landed on the sun-dried grease.

I don't know what material was added, but the grease burned when it caught fire, and the flames were vigorous, and the surrounding environment was super bright.

A long passage two zhang wide and more than six zhang high appeared in front of Mo.

After carefully examining what he was carrying, Mo drew a short knife from behind his waist, and then walked down the passage with a torch.

However, walking in this oppressive environment, Mo always felt as if some eyes were silently staring at him, but when he looked back, or looked around, he didn't find anything at all.

Is it a hallucination?

He thought silently, pondered for a moment, and then calmly continued to explore the unknown.

The sound of fine footsteps echoed in the passage, and heavy breathing rushed into the ears, in this almost closed environment, the sound was amplified several times, especially when walking alone, there was an eerie and terrifying atmosphere, as if there was something in the darkness that was releasing infinite malice.

After walking silently for a long time, this passage still has no end in sight, he doesn't know how long it is, but for this kind of long-term exploration, he will gradually feel tired, so after a long time, his heart gradually feels irritable.

This emotion surprised Mo a little, and after calming down, he felt that something was probably affected, because in the past, he had never been so irritable and irritable as he is now.

Could it be that the monster has some magical powers, which are constantly affecting his emotions in the dark?

Thinking like this, Mo couldn't help but sneer, took a deep breath, he tried to maintain his state of mind, and continued to walk towards the passage.

It wasn't until I walked for about half a pillar of incense that the surrounding environment changed somewhat.

The main reason for these changes is the sudden appearance of some murals on the walls.

Holding the torch slightly, he walked over to the wall and looked closely, but he didn't notice anything wrong with it except for the realistic creatures on it.

With this in mind, he walked all the way forward, and every once in a while he found a mural with the appearance of some strange creatures.

But when I think about it, the appearance of that creature seems to be a little familiar, and I always feel like I've seen it there.

With some tangled memories, I don't know if the mural in front of him inspired him, the man's eyes widened slightly, and some images suddenly flashed in his mind.

It was a memory of being a child, when he was not a desolate man.

At that time, he lived with Abba in a large tribe and lived a worry-free life.

This kind of peaceful life has always made Mo a little nostalgic, so those memories are very deep.

He vividly remembered that on the day of this life-changing day, a large group of people broke into the house and seemed to want to kill Abba.

There were familiar priests there, and there were some uncles who had seen them, but at that time, they all changed their appearances and became cold.

They could vaguely be heard shouting words such as "Silencer" and "Traitor", and then, a killing was staged in the house, and Abba took him out of the siege with a knife.

However, in the end, Abba did not live, and after months of pain, Mo never saw him again.

When sorting out Abba's relics, Mo turned over a parchment scroll on Abba's body, on which some strange creatures were drawn, which were roughly the same as those depicted on the mural, but after so long, the parchment scroll had long been lost, so it could not be accurately judged, and could only be identified by some memories.

"Really...... Something like that?"

His eyes widened as he stared at the murals, as if he wanted to see something.

At the beginning, Abba was besieged and killed by those people, it seems that it was because of the parchment scroll, because Abba didn't have much on him at that time, only this parchment scroll was the most precious, and he didn't forget to hold it even when he was dying, so he silently guessed that the things on this scroll were likely to hide some secrets, and Abba knew something about it, so he would invite death.

However, now that the parchment scroll was missing, he could only take a closer look at the mural and find some clues.

However, although those murals were lifelike, he couldn't see any problems at all, except that the creatures on the murals had not heard of it, and he had not even heard some relevant information.

At this time, Mo was slightly frustrated, after all, he was a desolate man who wandered in the wilderness all the year round, and compared with those characters of the big tribes, he lacked some necessary knowledge by nature, so even if he encountered some clues, he was in a helpless situation at all.

Sighing slightly, he raised his head slightly, and at this time, he suddenly found that the passage had come to an end, and the rock wall in front of him disappeared, only two metal gates, quietly closed there.

Reaching out slightly, he tried to push hard, but unexpectedly, the metal door, which looked extremely strong, only opened with a light push, as if it was not heavy metal, but two thin pieces of wood.

Mo was slightly surprised, but after a moment of stunnedness, he walked in vigilantly.

The footsteps landed on the smooth and solid ground, and the dim environment around them also fell into view.

This should be a large hall, I don't know how long it has existed, although the interior is a little mottled, but you can vaguely see some carved ornaments.

And the appearance of the ornaments, many of them are creatures on the murals of the passage.

Silently walking in, he found that the hall was very empty, and there was nothing else in it except for a white jade statue standing in the distance.

When his gaze fell on the white jade statue, Mo's eyes widened slightly, and he was slightly stunned.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were silent, and the white jade statue was like a black hole, absorbing all the sounds, lights, touches, and souls......

......

......

PS: The starting point of this book is Chinese, collection, recommendation, subscription, monthly pass, these things are very important to this book.