But anyone who has worked in the Songcheng Mine for a period of time knows the evil sect in the cave of the Thousand Machine Pavilion.

The miners who mine here are all recruited miners, and most of them are low-level monks who only have the first level of qi refining or qi induction.

But the work of the initial processing of ore, Qianji Pavilion never let outsiders do it. They brought in a group of prisoners and laborers to polish and cut the excavated ore in the upper three floors of the mine.

It is on the upper three floors of this underground labyrinth that the moon dies. It was not mortals who died, but monks.

These prisoners who are responsible for grinding ore have a higher cultivation level than ordinary miners, and the poor ones have three or four layers of qi refining, and the good ones have foundation building cultivation, and their physical strength, muscles, and endurance are far beyond ordinary people, and they will not die of exhaustion like mortals.

- But these people died, and they still died one after another, and the death was strange and strange, as if they had fallen into a demon.

After a long time, all kinds of legends have been circulated in the mine, all saying that the turquoise mine is cursed, and the Qianji Pavilion is making black money, and whoever wants to polish it will have to pay the price of his life.

Steward Xiao didn't muttered in his heart, as an insider, he also felt that the rules of the mine were too strict. Regardless of the fact that the large turquoise is not sold to the outside world, I don't know what it has been used for, so let's say that this management system: the miners who are in charge of mining are hired miners, the inventory and transfer are another group of people, the grinding and cutting are foreign prisoners, and the people who pull and sell are others. To put it nicely, it is to perform its own duties, and to put it bluntly, it seems to be covering up some big secret.

Xiao Zhangshi and a worship elder surnamed Xiao in Qianji Pavilion are of the same clan, so they can get a fat shortage in charge of things in the mine. His relationship is close in the cabinet, so everyone in Songcheng has to call him Steward Xiao when they see him, which is quite dignified.

However, even he, who has been working in this mine for more than ten years, has never figured out what is so special about the mine and turquoise.

If it's nothing special, how can people die every three corners on the upper floor? It's just grinding an ore, and there's no danger of mining it yet.

But if there's anything really special...... What could it be? Steward Xiao didn't come up with anything special after thinking about it for a while, so he simply gave up. His immediate priority was to figure out how to make a larger rough stone.

No matter where these people come from, they want to use turquoise to make Taishi chairs, but the business is sent to the door, how can there be a reason not to earn spirit stones!

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On the other end, Huo Rongdong and Qi Ci followed the two coachmen who were responsible for transporting the rough ore and went around many forks in the road all the way, and finally arrived at their destination.

Without them to lead the way, outsiders would surely get lost in the labyrinthine caves.

The drivers were sent back after unloading their goods, and the guards standing at the entrance of the cave checked the size and quantity of the rough stones, registered them, and sent someone to pull the newly arrived ore into the hole.

Unbeknownst to them, two foreign monks had infiltrated the upper third floor.

Huo Rongdong lowered his steps, deliberately did not make a sound, and the soles of his shoes quietly stepped on the ground covered with gravel.

In the dark cave, she saw a middle-aged monk dressed as a steward come out and pretend to look at the rough stone that the guards had moved into.

"Hurry up, I want you to look good if you miss the delivery date."

"Yes, yes," the guard smiled, "but Steward Liu, another laborer has died in it, and all the death row inmates around us have been replaced this year, where do the people come from?" ”

The steward surnamed Liu glanced at him: "I still have to ask, aren't there so many miners outside, just pull someone in and cover his mouth, still afraid that he will escape?" ”

The guard groveled: "What a clever steward." ”

Speaking of which, there are only a few prisoners in the so-called upper three floors, most of them are monks who have offended the Thousand Machine Pavilion, or simply innocent miners who have been arrested, most of them have no relatives and have a miserable background, and no one asks if they are captured, which makes it convenient for the mine to do things.

The guards have seen too much of this kind of thing, and once or twice they come down, it becomes a personal vendetta of the communiqué, and they specially send the miners they don't deal with to go in and send them to death.

The guard respectfully sent Steward Liu away, went out of the upper third floor by himself, and went around several times to pick people in the mine below.

Huo Rongdong and Qi Ci tentatively walked towards the hole where the so-called ore was polished, but they were almost bounced back by the enchantment.

They looked at each other silently: [A passtoken is needed.] 】

There was no way to deal with it, so I could only return for the time being and go down with the guards who picked people.

The cave where the rough stone is mined is dirty and messy, and it is pitch black, and there are few cold fire lamps to illuminate it, but there are still a lot of people, crowded together.

The guard pinched his nose and walked over, shouting, and raised a pile of dirty faces.

"It's you, come with me to work on it." The miner who was casually named by him was bought by Qianji Pavilion for the death deed, not a mercenary worker, and when he heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.

This miner was only in his twenties, and he didn't expect that he just didn't give the guards the Celin Stone, and the other party would actually kill him.

"That's you." The guard, who had just been humble in front of the steward, changed his face at this moment, and scolded loudly, "Hurry up, are you looking for death?!" ”

The young miner looked around and saw that everyone else was doing things with their heads down, for fear that this unfortunate errand would be their turn, and where would they speak for him. He knew that he was cornered, so he could only walk over with a white face and procrastinating steps.

The guard drew the whip from his waist and slammed it on the young man's back with great skill: "Go fast!" ”

The other party shrank his back and lowered his head to hurry. In the silent passage of the mine, the sound of fast and slow footsteps echoed in the closed environment, continuously. The walls were stained with water, ticking to the ground like the cries of ghosts, and the cold fire lamps embedded in the walls emitted a dim light, lining the mine into a road to hell.

The whiplash on his back was very painful, but the young miner's heart was terrified, and he suddenly realized that his mind was full of 'whether he was about to die', and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

Coldly, he heard someone in his ears breathing like an orchid, and a pleasant female voice gently came into his ears.

Don't want to go? I can help you. 】

The young man looked left and right, and saw where there was a figure, so he cried out in fear: "—There are ghosts! ”

The guard who walked in front was startled and scolded: "What are you calling! If you want to pretend to be crazy and stupid and don't do work, why didn't I find you kid so clever. ”

The guard snorted coldly, and whipped it down again: "This trick won't work in your grandfather's place, don't talk nonsense, keep going!" If you delay your work, your whole family will not want to live! ”

The young man was partially regained by the pain, and when he heard his family again, he hurriedly gritted his teeth and walked a few steps, and there was no longer a pleasant female voice in his ears.

He was in a state of shock, when suddenly the movement came again, but the voice was replaced by a man.

[If you don't want to go, answer it, miss the opportunity, Da Luo Jinxian is difficult to save. ] The tone is cold, not at all as soft as Fang Cai.

The young man guessed: It must have been that I angered the fairy Gu just now, and the fairy girl left and replaced it with an immortal master!