Under the starry night lights.

An unbelievable scene appeared in front of Ye Qing's eyes.

The white marble slab, which I don't know how thick, was centered on a fist as big as a Yansan casserole.

Cracks spread.

Scattered rubble is even more splashed everywhere.

A slender cut appeared in the clothes of Ye Qing's right arm.

Ye Qing, who was dumbfounded, couldn't help but murmur:

"Pull out the mountain and cover the world, Brother Yan, your strength is really terrifying."

Yan San embarrassedly withdrew his fist, shook his arm, and unloaded the power of the shock.

He saw the damage to Ye Qing's shirt with big eyes, and said with concern:

"Ye Qing, you hide behind me, lest the flying stones hurt you."

Ye Qing, who was not pretentious at all, hid behind Yan San in a sloppy manner.

Boom!

There was another muffled thud.

The cracks on the white marble slabs are even thicker, and the slate is slightly dented.

Yan San, who was in a hurry, raised his thick eyebrows in surprise.

"Hey, this slate is pretty thick."

After speaking.

Yan Shan clenched his fists with both hands and raised them above his head and slammed them down.

Click!

A crisp sound appeared in the silent night.

The white marble slab, which I don't know how thick, could no longer bear it, and it was torn apart, and several large pieces of broken stone were dented together.

At the same time, several sharp pieces of gravel shot out.

There was even a fragment that cut Yan San's face.

Crimson blood flowed down Yan San's swarthy cheeks.

Yan San, whose arms were numb and grinned by the force of the shock, turned his head to look at Ye Qingdao without humiliation:

"Brother, it's done."

Seeing that Yan San was injured, Ye Qing said worriedly:

"Brother Yan, take care of the wound on your face."

Yan San, who wiped the blood with the back of his hand, said indifferently:

"It's a small matter, but it's just a little skin injury."

Ye Qing, who was extremely serious, continued to persuade:

"The fire that burned down the Sanqing Palace, it was poisonous, the stones were contaminated with ashes, there may be residual poison, it is better to deal with it quickly."

Seeing that Yan San still didn't care a little, Ye Qing made a killer move:

"It may hurt the kidneys, and if there is a problem with the body, let alone marrying a daughter-in-law, it is not certain whether you can survive or not."

As soon as he heard this, Yan San instantly felt that the wound on his face was a little stinging, and he immediately jumped up like a rabbit, and quickly ran to He Wen, who was concentrating on finding the mechanism, and his thick voice resounded in the night sky, and it even startled some Taoist priests guarding the temple around.

"He Wen, quick, give me some healing medicine and detoxification pills, I still want to marry a daughter-in-law!"

He Wen, who looked confused, turned his head and saw the anxious Yan San rushing to his side, and before he could react, Pu Fan's big hand groped around him.

"Don't touch, don't... His grandmother, you monkey stealing peaches! He Wen hurriedly grabbed a big hand that touched the root of life, his face turned pale, and hurriedly stopped: "Stop, stop, don't move, I'll get you medicine." ”

Yan San, who is obedient and cooperative, immediately stood still.

He Wen, who had avoided the breakage of the yolk, trembled with palpitations, took out the antidote pill and traumatic medicine from his arms, handed them to Yan San, and said with a grudge:

"Brother Yan, I don't know if you can marry a daughter-in-law, I almost couldn't stay just now."

Yan San, who hurriedly ate the antidote pill and applied medicine to his face, grinned embarrassedly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm too anxious, I won't be in the future." ”

He Wen, who breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw that under the candle flame not far away, Ye Qing was laboriously carrying the gravel.

His eyes lit up, and he didn't even care about the mechanism, and ran over quickly.

Ye Qing saw He Wen coming over to help, and sighed:

"This white marble brick is actually a foot thick, no wonder there is no echo at all when it is knocked."

"If it weren't for Brother Yan's innate divine power, unless we obtained the consent of Lord Wenfu and picked up the ruins of the Sanqing Palace, we would be helpless."

"yes!" He Wen put a piece of gravel aside and nodded approvingly.

Yan San, who took the medicine, also came over to help.

Yan San, who had innate divine power, made a move, and after a few breaths, all the shattered stone slabs were removed.

A dark passage two feet in diameter appeared in the eyes of the trio.

The three of them, who had been solemn all night, smiled with relief at this moment.

Ye Qing, who had a gentle smile, hurriedly lifted the lantern placed on the side and slowly put it down.

The candle flame, which had been burning steadily, flickered in an instant.

He Wen looked through the firelight probe and said in a deep voice:

"If there is wind, it proves that there is another exit, and the light of the lantern does not reach the bottom."

"This secret passage must be quite deep."

"Shall we go down now?" Ye Qing couldn't help but propose.

He Wen, who hesitated for a moment, took the lantern in Ye Qing's hand.

He thought for a moment, unloaded the lantern from the pole, hung it over the mouth of the secret passage, and let go of his hand.

After a breath.

While~

The lantern, which was not heavy, fell to the bottom and made a slight noise.

He Wen's expression was solemn, and he said cautiously: "It's a little deep, and I don't know if there is a mechanism below." ”

"For the sake of safety, I think we should stop at it for now, and it would be better to play the prefect."

The words fell.

Ye Qing, who nodded, glanced at the sky, and analyzed:

"It takes about two quarters of an hour to run back to the palace from Chaotian Palace, and the prefect will order people to come over, adding up to almost half an hour."

Then, Ye Qing said solemnly:

"However, in the current situation, Brother Liuyan is guarding here, and you and I are going to report it, it is not safe, and vice versa."

"I think it's better to call the Taoist priests of the entire Chaotian Palace, guard them together, and then send someone back to report it, what do you think?"

"Safe!" Yan San was the first to recognize.

He Wen also smiled and nodded.

Then, He Wen narrowed his eyes, which were also bright in the dark night, and said to Yan San:

"Brother Yan, I have to trouble you to yell at the throat."

Bang Bang~

Yan San, who slapped his chest with a thumping sound, had an expression of 'wrapping around me'.

He took a deep breath and raised his neck, Ye Qing and the others immediately covered their ears and retreated again and again.

"Someone's coming~"

……

The continuous roar like thunder on the flat ground spread through the silent Chaotian Palace.

In the halls of the four places, there was a rapid sound, and the orange and yellow of the candle flame lit up one after another.

A famous Taoist priest quickly gathered.

They were holding peachwood swords and solid wooden sticks, looking at the three people standing in the ruins of the Sanqing Palace, their expressions were solemn, and they quickly surrounded them.

Ye Qing hurriedly took out the waist card of the government punishment room.

"Don't do it, Dao Chiefs, I will be ordered by Lord Chen Yuming, the prefect of Huaiyang, to secretly investigate the previous Zijin Ding case."

"Now that we have found out the clues, we hope that all the Dao Masters will help guard here, and send someone to inform Zitian Zhenren."

The Taoist priests looked at each other and slowed down.

One of them, an elder with half a hundred sideburns, walked towards Ye Qingdao with an eager expression:

"Have you found the cause of Ziyuan Zhenren's death?"

Ye Qing was just about to speak.

He Wen's expression was over, he pressed Ye Qing's neck with one hand, making him bend over, his right hand trembled, and the foot-long iron pen fell into his hand and swung forward violently.