Heritage in the Castle (23)

Si Cheng didn't react, and only subconsciously went to pick up Xia Lingge. Xia Lingge surrounded Si Chengshun and rolled with strength, and the two of them were extremely far away from the tiger.

"Damn!"

Shen Yu couldn't help but curse in a low voice. The tiger will not give up the target in front of it and go to track the prey in the distance, it shakes the hair on its body, and is ready to tear Shen Yu apart at any time, Shen Yu is deeply whirling with it, the tiger screams and pounces in an instant, Shen Yu rolls over to the side, and disappears into the branches in an instant.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng hid under the small cliff that was recessed, looking at the tiger looking for food aimlessly, they quietly retracted their heads, Xia Lingge glanced at Si Cheng, and pointed to the side, and the other party immediately bent over and left with her in understanding.

Below the small steep slope was a ruined dead forest, and the pitch-black crows circled from time to time, and they lost their way for a moment.

"I have a way."

Si Cheng spread out his palm, and the prop [Finger Star] appeared out of thin air, the bright red blood was gradually absorbed by the compass, and the pointer rotated for a while and pointed straight in one direction.

He took Xia Lingge's hand and walked in the direction where the pointer was pointing.

The deeper they went, the denser and sharper the weeds became, reaching nearly a man taller, and they had to press down the weeds that blocked their view as they went.

"Where is this taking us?" Xia Lingge asked.

Si Cheng looked at the compass in his palm, and couldn't help frowning: "I don't know very well...... Yes! ”

I don't know what kind of trap there is on the ground, they step on the air, their bodies fall downward, and they instantly fall into the dark pit.

Two screams rang out in unison.

Si Cheng couldn't care about his sore and painful limbs, got up and helped Xia Lingge up worriedly: "Senior sister?!" Senior sister, are you alright? ”

"I'm fine."

The bottom of the muddy pit was full of potholes, Xia Lingge sat up and raised her head, she could only see a small piece of circular sky, and she took a rough look at it through the gray light, this deep pit was about ten zhang high, she stood up and reached out to touch the soil wall, it was uneven, she tried to climb up.

"Senpai."

Si Cheng stopped her: "You still have an injury on your left shoulder, so you will pull the wound." ”

Xia Lingge looked at him: "But now there is no other way." ”

Si Cheng looked left and right, picked up the compass that fell to the ground and put it back in his hand, the still pointer began to rotate again, and then pointed straight in one direction.

He walked over slowly, stretched out his hand and touched the stone wall, and then bent his finger bones and knocked on it, and there was a hollow sound, and he propped up his elbow and slammed into the stone wall, and hit it several times in a row, only to hear a 'boom', and several stones fell down and appeared a half-arced arch.

The deep passage was extremely dark, but through the light outside, he saw a candle lamp hanging on each side of the arch, Xia Lingge took two stones and quickly knocked them back and forth, and the small flames lit the candles.

"Here...... It looks like it was dug up by hand. ”

Xia Lingge took off the candle and shone it around the tunnel, the wooden beams supported the entire tunnel, and the air was relatively dry, not like there would be reptiles like snakes and insects. The compass pointer in Si Cheng's hand was still pointing motionlessly forward, and they slowly walked forward along the tunnel, and found that there were many long swords, swords and guns needed for ancient European battles, and even two or three artillery pieces.

"Fortunately, Shen Yu is not here......"

Xia Lingge picked up a knight's sword and put it in his hand, and the sharp blade cut her fingers and blood came out.

"Be careful."

Si Cheng hurriedly pulled her fingers and blew them gently, then took out a clean handkerchief and wiped off the blood beads little by little.

"It's fine."

Xia Lingge withdrew her hand indifferently, raised the candle and continued to walk forward, Si Cheng followed her, and the two of them came to the end of the tunnel and found a cage.

The iron bars were erected, the doors were locked tightly by large locks, and a man was held in a cage, but he had his back to them, and he could not tell who it was.

"Huh? Feed......? ”

Xia Lingge tried to call him a few times, but she didn't get a response, she and Si Cheng glanced at each other, took off the delicate small clip, broke the silver wire for fixing, and inserted it straight into the lock hole and stirred it back and forth gently, 'click', and the lock opened.

Xia Lingge and Si Cheng walked in and turned the half-lying person over, the old skin and flesh were loose into countless folds, a pair of one-eye glasses hung on the bridge of his nose, and the clothes he was wearing were tattered and dusty, but the style was extremely familiar.

"It's not ...... Housekeeper's clothes? ”

Si Cheng suddenly said aloud.

Xia Lingge didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and touched the placket of the old housekeeper's clothes, and suddenly his fingertips flickered and took out something from the pocket on the inside of the old butler's placket.

They looked by the candlelight.

"Property Treaty?!"

The paper was densely covered with English, but it was torn in half, and it was the left half that they were holding in their hands.

"Is this really a property treaty?"

Si Cheng was a little shocked.

Xia Lingge's gaze fell on the signature of the 'King of Kloster' at the signing place: "It shouldn't be wrong." ”

She put away half of the treaty.

"But why is it that only half of them are still here?"

"If the person lying on the ground is the butler, who will be the person who has been in front of us all along?!"

There are too many questions that have become more and more mysterious with the appearance of the old butler, but now no one has come to answer them, and the old butler has been unconscious for some reason.

"We need to get out first."

Xia Lingge looked around, this should be an armory used to store weapons, the deep pit they fell down should be used to carry artillery, and there should be a more secret passage for other small arms.

She looked up, "Can you lift me up?" ”

Si Cheng was stunned, and then said, "Yes." ”

He tore open a strip of cloth and wrapped it around the wound in his palm at will, bent down slightly and picked up Xia Lingge, and let her sit on his shoulder to support her as much as possible.

"If you can't hold it, you have to speak." Xia Lingge said.

Si Cheng shook his head: "Senior sister is not heavy at all. ”

Xia Lingge raised his hand and groped for the stone wall above his head, bent his finger bones and knocked, and the sound was unusually crisp, "Can you hand me the knight's sword?" ”

Si Cheng glanced at the long sword in front of the wall, turned his arm to take it, and then handed it to her.

Xia Lingge took it, pointed the tip of the sword at the stone wall and stabbed it tentatively, the fine stones and gravel kept falling down, she stretched out her hand and waved, coughed twice while continuing to look for the gap, and said: "There is a gravel falling, you be careful." ”

Si Cheng let out a soft 'um' sound.

Xia Lingge inserted the knight's sword into the stone wall, drawing a rough outline along the gap little by little, and when the gap became clear, she smashed her right hand into a fist and slammed it upward, and the dark grid above her head flew out of the arc with the force.