She quickened her pace, and as soon as she stepped into the hall, the touch of her feet changed.

Under her feet were countless lines outlined by cinnabar, with a blood-red luster under the reflection of the light, Qiu Li's footsteps paused, and the lines combined into countless characters, which she didn't recognize, but probably knew that these were Sanskrit.

As Akiri approached, the light of the wind lamp in her hand stretched the shadows of the seven monks. Akiri heard the sound of water rushing even faster.

There was no small movement from her, but none of the seven monks looked back at her.

Her heart rose to her throat, and she slowly circled in front of them.

Before they could get close, the oil lamp beside them began to flicker, and then one light went out, and then the second light went out...... In a moment, all the oil lamps around them were extinguished, and only the wind lamp in Qiuli's hand was still shining in the huge cave.

Akiri resisted the urge to run and held the light closer.

Sitting on the outermost side is Master Zhiguang, Qiu Li's wind lamp clearly illuminates his face, two lines of blood and tears are slowly along the corners of his eyes, the nasolabial folds at both ends of the nose are dripping down, Qiu Li suppressed the horror in his heart.

shouted: "Master Zhiguang! ”

The voice echoed in the empty cave, and Zhiguang was still motionless, blood and tears had already dripped onto his monk's robe, soaked in circles of blood.

Akiri stretched out a finger and slowly placed it on the tip of his nose, he was no longer breathless.

The other monks beside him looked like him.

Akiri took a few steps back, and the sound of water seemed to come from underground, and in the depths of the darkness they were facing, two lights suddenly lit up.

Qiu Li suddenly looked back, the lights were as huge as a mountain, and among the two mountains, there was a vertical pattern on each side, and the game panel, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly sounded an alarm.

"Drop"

[Touching the blessing of the shrine maiden, is avoiding risks.] 】

Akiri's figure shook.

[Circumvention ......] Zi ~ The game panel was quiet.

Her body disappeared into the darkness, and the wind lamp fell to the ground, tumbling, rolling into the depths of darkness, and gradually extinguished.

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I don't know how long it took, Akiri only felt a tingling in her brain, a strange memory flooded into her mind, and when consciousness finally returned, she found that her body was jolting slightly, and she opened her eyes, and she was lying on the back of a person.

It was dark all around, and they were walking on a mountain road, with an oil lamp in the hand of a young man.

She first saw her hand hanging down the man's chest, with a small palm and a slender wrist.

The young man walking in front seemed to be aware of this, and he turned his head to meet Akiri's gaze.

"Pear, you're awake!" The young man's voice was tinged with joy.

The person carrying her turned his face slightly, revealing a messy beard on one side, "Are you still dizzy?" You close your eyes, there is a mountain temple in front of you, let's go in and rest for a while, and then we will leave tomorrow morning. ”

Qiu Li heard her own somewhat crisp voice, "Yes, Master Huiyuan." ”

Huiyuan heard his back, Qiu Li's breathing gradually stabilized, a big stone in his heart was put down, and his steps involuntarily became a little brisker.

On the mountain road, the insects are constantly singing, the grass on both sides is overgrown, and the senior brother Mo Zigui, who is walking in front, is holding an oil lamp in one hand and a long sword in the other, and carrying a bamboo back full of things behind him.

After crossing a hill, I vaguely saw a corner of the eaves halfway up the mountain.

"It's almost there!" Mo Zigui quickened his pace slightly.

Qiu Li lay on Master Huiyuan's broad shoulders and closed her eyes again with the bumps in her walking.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying on a thick layer of straw, with a fire burning on the ground, and the firewood in the fire made a "crackling" sound, and she glanced around, it was a small wooden temple.

Huiyuan was sitting not far from the door with a stoneware bowl in his hand, Qiuli smelled the aroma of rice porridge, and Mozi Guizheng on the other side was serving porridge with a wooden spoon from a stoneware pot.

She sat up with support, and her brain, which was still a little drowsy, was fully awake.

She was in a trance for a while, and the two memories in her mind were so vivid and real.

Is she Qiu Li from Dasheng Country, or Qiu Li, the cook in the game dungeon?

The game interface in my mind has stopped working, but the "portable food box" is still clearly visible, Qiu Li breathed a sigh of relief, with these, there is a high probability that he is still the chef Qiu Li himself.

This is the Great Sheng Kingdom, which is about the late Tang Dynasty equivalent to the main star, in this era, demons and monsters fight with humans all year round, and Master Huiyuan is the so-called mage among humans.

"Xiaoli, you're awake, drink a bowl of porridge." Mo Zigui looks handsome, a 14 or 5-year-old boy, his body has not yet grown, but his demeanor is calm.

Seeing her open her eyes, her black eyes were looking around, and she was overjoyed, and the lively and active junior sister didn't seem to be seriously injured.

Qiu Li touched her messy hair, took out a bronze mirror from her arms, looked at herself, reached out to untie the ribbon hanging from the back of her messy hair, and replied to her senior brother while recombing it, "Okay, wait a minute, I'll come by myself." ”

Mo Zigui had already handed over the porridge bowl in his hand and placed it at her feet.

Qiu Li looked at herself in the bronze mirror, her appearance was between a child and a girl, 12 years old, with slender eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge.

A bloody wound on his forehead had scabbed, which was injured by the evil cult in the previous village.

With his hair combed and tied in a high ponytail, this outfit looks more like a handsome young man.

The mountain temple is very small, Master Huiyuan put down the porridge bowl, listened to their brothers and sisters with a smile, and did not intervene, there was a long knife at his feet, and the blade was facing the direction of the temple gate.

Qiu Li learned from the master just now, and also drank rice porridge in small sips, and with food in her stomach, she was much more steady.

After drinking the porridge, she touched her pocket, which was full of knick-knacks collected by the girl's family, as well as several charms, which were drawn by the master.

She touched the wound on her forehead and glanced at Master Cheap, "Master, I want to practice the knife technique with you tomorrow." ”

Before Huiyuan could reply, Mo Zigui on the side was surprised: "Xiaoli, you have changed your sex, and you said before that you didn't learn knives, you were too rude." ”

Qiu Li glanced at him, "What do you know, how handsome the knife skills are, like the embroidered swordsmanship you learned, the monsters have to marry you back to be the lady of the village when they see it." ”

As soon as the words were spoken, Qiu Li was stunned, her mouth was really damaged.

Mozigui snorted, probably thinking that he couldn't talk about Qiu Li, grabbed his scabbard with one hand, and turned his head to ignore her.

"If you want to learn, the master will teach, Xiaoli, are you frightened today?" Hui Yuan brushed aside the messy bangs and looked at the wound on the apprentice's forehead with some distress.

"Kindly, if I had good skills, the master wouldn't have let the monster run away in order to save me."

Hui Yuan laughed when he heard the words, "hahaha", and the apprentice finally got his senses.

He was about to speak, when suddenly his face changed, he picked up the knife at his feet in one hand, stood up, and strode to the door with the knife in his hand.

Qiu Li and Mo Zigui heard it at this time, and a man's cry for help was faintly heard outside the temple gate.

Not long after, I heard hurried footsteps, and it seemed that the person calling for help was running towards the mountain temple.

Mo Zigui picked up his sword and stood in front of Qiu Li.

Qiu Li put down the bowl, thought about it, and found the "ancestral kitchen knife".

The footsteps were hurried, the door was pushed open suddenly, and a scholar with loose hair, a long shirt, and a book basket behind him, rushed in, and when he saw the three people standing in the firelight, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

The mouth was shocked: "You, are you human or ghost!?" ”

Later, when I wake up, I'm really sleepy......