He came to his bed and lifted the mat to reveal a flat and smooth plank. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 He reached out and touched the side, grabbed a brass ring, and with a light touch, the plank was lifted. Below, a large swarthy hole was revealed.

"Thank you. Uncle Zhong politely bowed to Fan and took the lead into the big hole. And Xie Chaoyu followed closely and jumped inside, only Fang Hong, after hesitating for a while, followed in.

After the three of them entered, Lifan turned around and covered the wooden plank, spread the mat, and sat down again. But he did not chant the sutras, but just sat cross-legged, and the little Shami Puji stood on his side, his eyes open, and he looked fixedly at his own prison.

"Prison, you're troubled. After a long while, the little novice spoke. The voice is crisp, full of the innocence of children's voices, but in the quiet room, there is a deafening power.

Lifan raised his head and looked at Xiao Shami, the corners of his mouth still smiling. "Yes, the eleventh place of kindness, the twenty-sixth part of disgusting, the unevenness of good and evil, who does not have troubles?"

Pu Ji nodded as if he didn't understand, and the prison was right, everyone will have troubles, just like him, he saw a pilgrim eating maltose yesterday, and he also wanted to eat it, but he couldn't eat it in the temple.

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"Where did you get a secret passage here, dug so deep?" Fang Hong and the others went deep into the secret passage, and Uncle Zhong lit a fire fold, and slowly walked forward with the dim light.

It can be seen that this secret passage is not very far from Xuanwu Lake, because the cave is very wet, and there are traces of water when you touch the four walls. The ground is also uneven, potholes, if you are not careful, you can plant a big heel.

"I don't know where this secret passage came from, but it must be hundreds of years old. I guess maybe the monks of Jiming Temple built such an authentic tunnel in order to avoid the war and preserve the inheritance. "Uncle Zhong doesn't know the origin of this tunnel, but he also knows that this can't be dug up overnight. This land south of the Yangtze River is different from the land of the northwest, the land of the northwest is relatively soft, and it is very simple to dig tunnels. But the land in the south of the Yangtze River is thick, and the Jiming Temple is backed by the mountain, which is even more difficult to dig, and it takes at least ten years of hard work to dig out a tunnel to the outside world.

While Fang Hong was talking to Uncle Zhong, he raised his eyes to look at the tunnel, his eyes were shining with a faint glow, and the entire dark hole seemed to be daylight in his eyes.

The excavation of this tunnel, it is really amazing, you know, it is difficult to distinguish the direction of this underground, you can chisel it without paying attention, the monk of Jiming Temple must have spent a lot of energy and effort in order to open up this tunnel.

"Wait, that's not right. Fang Hong's pupils widened slightly, and he saw a row of disorganized footprints on the ground in front of him. These footprints are very new, and they are clearly new to the foot. The tunnel is very damp and muddy, and if someone steps on it, it will definitely leave their feet behind.

"It doesn't seem that simple. Seeing these footprints, Fang Hong thought for a moment and touched his chin. However, instead of worrying, he was a little excited, and he was worried about how to go back, if he got out of the city so safely, it would be a fart.

After walking for several miles after the tunnel, they could faintly hear the sound of water outside, which meant that it was almost the end.

"Brush. At this moment, from the sound of gurgling water, a sharp wind sounded. Fang Hong's eyes were good, and he could clearly see that a masked man in black jumped out from the side and slashed at Uncle Zhong's body with a knife.

"What a gut!" Uncle Zhong didn't look at the person as old, but his senses were still keen, his eyes were wide, the knife in his hand flashed, and a broad-backed and thick kitchen knife appeared in his hand, raised his hand to block ahead, collided with the long knife, and pulled out a series of sparks.

And Xie Chaoyu was also in the wrong shape, his body was close to the mountain wall, listening to the sound of the wind in his ears, and he attacked the man in black. The man in black was attacked from both sides, but he didn't see how to hurry, but slowly retreated behind him.

Fang Hong saw that behind him, a foot above the ground, there was a finger-thick hemp rope, hanging there quietly, and above his head, there was a large net one zhang wide.

Seeing this scene, if it were someone else's, he would definitely give a reminder, or secretly trigger the mechanism in advance. But Fang Hong can do this? No, if he saves Uncle Zhong and the others, then he will escape directly. Did he come here with all his hard work to escape?

Therefore, seeing this mechanism, Fang Hong not only did not make a sound reminder, but smiled, took a few steps forward, and followed closely behind Uncle Zhong.

As they approached the rope, the man in black quietly strode over it, and Uncle Zhong, because they couldn't see under their feet, got closer and closer to the rope.

"Collapse. Uncle Zhong took a small step forward, and his calf touched the rope. He was so frightened that he was about to jump away. But at this time, a large net came down. He and Xie Chaoyu didn't react at all, and they were shrouded in the big net.

At the moment when the net fell, a chaotic sound of footsteps came from the darkness, and immediately after, someone raised a torch. After experiencing the glaring at the beginning, Xie Chaoyu and Uncle Zhong finally saw the person clearly. There were eight men in black, each with their heads and faces covered, and long knives in their hands.

Fang Hong was also covered by the big net, he struggled hard, and found that the big net was quite strong. Well, that's good, it seems that these guys are very well prepared.

"There's no need to make any effort, this big net is woven with silk, and it's so strong that even a sharp blade is hard to cut through. Xie Chaoyu shook his head and said to Fang Hong with some apologies.

"Chen Xianrong is really powerful, has he even been bribed by the Mortal Prison?" Uncle Zhong sighed, he never expected that something would go wrong in this step.

"Fan Na bald donkey, it's not easy to get him to cooperate, as long as he is disobedient, we will burn down the Jiming Temple. A man in black smiled lightly and said with some disdain.

"Shut up. One of the people next to him stabbed him with his elbow and said with a curse.

"Alright, bring the saint and these two people back together. One of the men in black commanded left and right, and the rest of them immediately went up and snatched the kitchen knife from Uncle Zhong's hand, and then locked the hands and feet of the three of them with shackles. The chains attached to the shackles were so short that they were only a foot long, and they couldn't run even if they wanted to.

However, although the three of them had been caught, the man in black was not unkind to them. Because Xie Chaoyu was a saint after all, they White Lotus Sect disciples didn't dare to be polite. Not only them, but even Chen Xianrong didn't dare to hurt Xie Chaoyu.

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