Seeing that the expression of this pockmarked face "hero" was becoming more and more confused, his eyes were becoming more and more hollow, his steps were vain, and he was standing uncertainly, Feng Zimo on the side secretly sighed in his heart that the leaves of this seven-leaf purple gold flower were really not easy to mess with, but taking advantage of the opportunity that the pockmarked face had not fallen asleep, he had to quickly ask the secret in this forbidden place!

Just when Feng Zimo wondered if this seven-leaf purple gold flower had to be combined with ancient witchcraft to be effective, Ma Zimian suddenly muttered a few times in his mouth, Feng Zimo hurriedly stepped forward, only to hear Mazi face say intermittently:

"・・・・・・ on the lantern ・・・・・・ lantern"

"Tell me, yes, what's there?"

"Yes, there is a key・・・・・・...

"What is the wick?"

"Whew..."

"Hey, don't sleep, hey, you, you're ・・・・・・"

Feng Zimo looked helplessly at the person who was sleeping in front of him, and patted his pockmarked face, but no matter how Feng Zimo patted it, the pockmarked face still slept like a dead pig, and it was estimated that he would really sleep for seven days and seven nights! Feng Zimo shook his head, and then hurriedly took the lantern that pockmarked his face put on the ground, only to see a picture painted on the lantern, Feng Zimo took a closer look, only to find that this picture seemed to be a person's face, but I couldn't say why, I always felt that there was something wrong with this face, the eyebrows were not like the eyebrows, the eyes were not like the eyes, the eyebrows were long, and the long ground developed towards the forehead, and the two slender eyebrows extended to the middle of the forehead, intertwined and connected, making people feel as if the other eye grew in the middle of the forehead. The eyes, depicted with thin lines, but there seem to be wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, bending slightly downwards one by one, disappearing on the cheeks, and the nose seems to be fat and wide, but on the bridge of the nose, there is a curved curve carved on it, which seems to be like a spoon?

Feng Zimo looked left and right, still didn't find anything, after a while, it seemed to think of something, only to see Feng Zimo frowning and slowly put the lantern on the ground, walked away a few steps, and looked at the lantern condescendingly, sure enough, I saw a golden line appear on the yellow lantern paper, looming under the light of the candlelight, and its position was indeed on the part of the lantern man's face that should have been painted with the mouth, Feng Zimo was overjoyed, stepped forward and smelled it, and sure enough, he smelled a fresh breath faintly coming out of the golden line, and at the same time, the groggy feeling in his mind suddenly disappeared, Feng Zimo sighedSure enough, it is the legendary "golden fruit" that takes seven years to bear fruit! Then this "human face" is not the map of the labyrinth of this forbidden land? Isn't this golden line the key to getting out of this forbidden land?

Just thinking about it, he heard the sound of branches cracking and breaking from behind, Feng Zimo was startled, and hurriedly looked back, it turned out to be a pockmarked face, which happened to be pressed on the pile of dead branches and leaves that Feng Zimo stepped on before, and then continued to sleep.

Feng Zimo was stunned, looked at the sleeping pockmarked face behind him, and then looked at the lantern in his hand, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and walked in the direction of the pockmarked face・・・・・・

In the woods, it was still quiet, a group of people, starting with a burly man, followed by five white-collar people in green clothes carrying lanterns and walking weakly on the stone brick paved path, surrounded by darkness, at this time, a timid voice tentatively asked:

"Big brother, that... pockmarked face, until now..."

"What's the matter? He didn't come back to mind your grandma's, his grandma's, let's go of ours!"

"He's... It's been so long, is something going to happen?"

"Something's going on, what can happen? His grandmother's, last time that little thief rolled up to the sky, who would dare to come? Go, and then continue to patrol, hum! His grandmother's! That pockmarked face, forget it!!"

A few more suppressed laughter trembled from the crowd behind him to the ears of the big man, who seemed to mumble something again, and suddenly the people behind didn't even dare to laugh, only a sparse footsteps echoed on the stone bricks.

After a while, in the bushes beside the road where the group of people walked, a figure emerged from the shadows, and the strange thing was that this person's clothes were exactly the same as the clothes of the group of people who had just walked by, and he was also a white-collar worker in green clothes. The man silently said in his heart: "Borrow your clothes first!" Then, I saw the man flash, the wind blew the leaves, and in an instant, the dense woods were shrouded in darkness again.

The reason why the forbidden land is called the forbidden land, one is because of the order of the general's mansion, and the other is because of the complex terrain and organs inside, and now few people know when the forbidden land appeared, but even so, there are still many people who claim to be heroes and heroes or so-called treasure hunters come here to sneak in and search, but every time, they are caught by the guards in the forbidden land and handed over to the general's mansion. After a long time, many people don't dare to fight the idea of the forbidden land anymore, therefore, in recent years, the forbidden land is still safe and sound, except for the little thief caught a few days ago, nothing else, but I really haven't encountered it, therefore, the guards in the forbidden land now, in comparison, are much lazier and laxer than the old guards decades ago, which also makes Feng Zimo able to get the map of the forbidden land maze so easily, but these things, Feng Zimo has no intention of thinking about it.

At this time, Feng Zimo looked at the picture on the lantern he was holding in his hand, and muttered to himself: Now that the "bridge of the nose" has passed, there is nothing drawn on the map in front of him, how to go?

While thinking, Feng Zimo walked forward cautiously, suddenly, there was a soft piece under his feet, as if he had stepped on the grass, Feng Zimo looked down, and sure enough, he had walked from the stone brick path to the dirt covered with weeds. When he was at a loss, a white mist suddenly rose between the forests, Feng Zimo was taken aback, and hurriedly clenched the lantern in his hand, only to see that the fog was getting more and more, but after a while, the fog in the forest had completely covered the trees and grass in the white clouds, Feng Zimo stood still, trying to find a way out, but unfortunately, looking around, except for the white mist, there was nothing else to see around, Feng Zimo raised the lantern, wanting to see more clearly, who knew that in addition to the candlelight of the lantern, the others, it seemed that ・・・・・・ seemed to be ・・・・・・, no, there was something wrong with the lantern？！

Feng Zimo raised the lantern in his hand, only to see that a round mouth depicted by golden lines appeared on the face of the pattern at this time, which was much brighter than when the fog first appeared, and at the same time, the original little bit of fragrance became more and more intense, as if it was tempting people to inhale this fragrant and rich breath, Feng Zimo couldn't help but feel excited, close to the golden line, and deeply inhaled the fragrance of the golden fruit mixed with the mist!

It seems that everything is gone, and the mist, the fragrance, and the sight・・・・・・

It seems that there is only the cylindrical object that exudes golden light on the land in front of him, Feng Zimo approached step by step, approached, squatted, strangely, he did not lose consciousness, but, the fog within three feet around disappeared for no reason, Feng Zimo looked up, only to see that in front of his eyes, there was a cylindrical object like a bamboo tube suspended, Feng Zimo's heart moved, and suddenly remembered what Mazi said before falling asleep:

"Key・・・・・・ wick ・・・・・・"

Could it be that this is the last level to open the Forbidden Land Labyrinth?

What if it succeeds?

Feng Zimo slowly put the burning candle in the lantern in the bamboo tube with great expectation, Feng Zimo found that the closer to the bamboo tube, the yellow flame seemed to be brighter and brighter, and when it was really placed in the bamboo tube, the yellow flame was also brightened to the extreme, and on the other hand, the golden light of the bamboo tube itself seemed to be more and more active, as if the yellow flame injected some new power into the golden light emitted by the bamboo tube itself!

"Smack!"

What seems to be the most primitive sound when heaven and earth are separated seems to be the primordial throbbing when life sprouts, and a little new change appears in the quiet clouds and mist around it.

Then, I saw that the bamboo tube in front of me was divided into three, the golden light was sheng, the flame of the candle burning had already been integrated into the golden mangs at this moment, and the surrounding clouds and mist were also moving slowly, for a moment, I saw that the three golden lights that were still suspended in the air just now were suddenly inserted into the land in front of Feng Zimo, surrounded by clouds and mist, galloping and changing, the shape of the dragon and tiger, the sound of the phoenix, seemed to be churning and roaring in the mist, the fog in front of him quickly dissipated, and the three rays of light inserted into the land rushed forward like a stream of water, and at the same time, two rays of light would be scattered from the three golden rays of light every two feet, and the two rays of light would slowly rise on both sides of the road after they were separatedWhen it rose to a height of more than a zhang above the ground, it slowly stopped, hanging in the air like a lamp, quietly, as if waiting for its master.

Feng Zimo stayed in place, completely blinded by the scene in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, a golden path had formed in front of him, and at the end of the road, there was a light purple light, which seemed to be a temptation, and it seemed to be an illusion.

Feng Zimo bit his lip, not knowing whether he should go forward or not, thinking that his mother was still lying on the bed, her body was weak, and she had broken the door rules of the General's Mansion and broke into the forbidden land, at this moment, what choice could she have? Just continue to wait hopelessly・・・・・・ go on, maybe you will find a way out, maybe you can cure your mother's illness?

Feng Zimo looked at the golden light suspended in the air in front of him, looked at the road full of mysterious atmosphere, and in front of him, there was an unknown lilac light flickering silently, and slowly, as if he had made up his mind, he took a step to change his fate・・・・・・