Chapter 43: Time Passes the Cave

The moment the torch was lit, Huan Yi first saw Han Yue and the silver-haired man leaning against the stone wall, and he hurriedly ran over. The palm also saw the palm hat still lying on the ground, and he and Zhang Xiao hurriedly went over to help the palm hat. Palmita was conscious, but his limbs were still stiff and unable to move. Seeing that he was still alive, Zhang Xiao shouted happily: "Brother Zhang, it's okay if you're fine." The three monks who came down together held torches and leaned on the stone wall, as if they were searching for something. Only the silver-haired man was still leaning quietly against the stone wall, quietly watching these people, and no one was paying attention.

The palm of the palm held the palm hat and beckoned the monks to hurry up and save people, but the monks didn't talk, and the palm of the hand roared a few times, but still no one paid attention. He stood up and drew his sword in front of the monks, angrily reprimanding them. But the monks didn't seem to be afraid, and the monk at the head straightened up, raised the torch close to the palm man's face, and looked directly at the palm in the shadowy firelight, and said word by word: "Let go, go." At this time, Zhang Xiao also took out a short crossbow, faced another monk, and said loudly: "Let you save people, do you hear!"

Huan Yi picked up Han Yue and wanted to take him to the entrance of the cave, Han Yue asked him to help the silver-haired man first, Huan Yi ignored it, grabbed Han Yue's body, forcibly took him to the direction of the cave entrance, and said to them: "Leave them alone, let's get people up first." As he spoke, he pulled up the rope and prepared to help Han Yue tie it to his body, but Han Yue let him tie the rope and reminded him in a low voice not to forget to save the silver-haired man. Huan Yi still didn't talk, just tied the lock fiercely, one by two... Before the third rope was fastened, a loud "bang" was heard from above, and then several rope ends fell from it with some dust and gravel. Everyone was shocked, Huan Yi hurriedly pulled over the rope to check, only to see that the rope had been broken by Qi Brush, and he picked up the other three, the same situation.

"Could it be that the monk above deliberately cut the rope and closed the hole?" As soon as Huan Yi said this, the three monks also began to panic, did they not even care about their life or death? But there are still Huan Mi and Wang Shao guarding above, even if there are many monks, they will not lose to them so quickly.

A clear voice came from the darkness: "The hour has passed, and the entrance to the cave is closed." "The entrance to the cave is closed? Zhang Xiao snorted and said, "It seems that these monks had the foresight to know that the door of the cave would be closed, so as soon as they came in, they looked for the exit of the mechanism." Several people immediately turned their faces to the three monks, and the monks were a little panicked, and hurriedly explained: "We, we really didn't know that the entrance to the cave would be closed so quickly, otherwise we wouldn't have followed you down." ”

The voice sounded again: "The torch is extinguished, only one remains, save life." "Indeed, in this deep underground cave that has been closed for an unknown number of years, before the exit is found, nine people want to live, and breathing is the first priority. It was obviously the first time that the monks had been locked up in this closed underground, and they were already somewhat ownerless, so they quickly stepped on the two torches, leaving only one still holding it. At this time, Han Yue had untied the rope and returned to the silver-haired man again, looking at him sitting on the ground. The young master who only hated himself couldn't act yet, otherwise he would definitely be able to command them to flee from here. He thought of his general too perfectly, maybe it was okay to break through and fight, this escape room was not a training program in the barracks. But Zhang Li really didn't want to obey the silver-haired man who was a murder suspect he wanted to arrest, so he had to ask the rest of the people: "What should I do next?" ”

Han Yue said softly, "Jun Yan." Jun Yan means to listen to you, and he didn't say who he listened to, but Huan Yi knew that "Jun" was referring to the silver-haired man, and his hand clenched the bone fan in the dark. From the moment he received the thunder, Han Yue understood that this silver-haired man was very human. It seems that whether or not you can go out this time depends on him. But for this person who doesn't know friends and foes, Han Yue has a special sense of trust. It's not even worse than a few brothers who have worked together for many years. "I'm tired of finding my smoking pot. The words were said to Han Yue, but they mobilized the rest of the people, and everyone lowered their heads to find the long smoke pot. The smoke pot was not far from Zhangjia's side, and Zhangli hesitated, but still picked it up and threw it over. Han Yue reached out to catch it for the silver-haired man, and then gently leaned over and put it in his hand.

The slender figure of the silver-haired man leaned straight against the stone wall, forming a darker silhouette in the dimness. He slowly stuffed the cigarette pot into a bag on his body, turned around and took it out, there was already a handful of tobacco leaves in the cigarette pot, he swiped it with his finger again, and the light of the cigarette pot flashed slightly, and it was actually lit. Then he lifted the pot, put it in his mouth and took a puff, then raised his head slightly and spat out a wisp of green smoke. The cave immediately filled the cave with the smell of smoke. Zhang Xiao shouted: "You don't let the torches be lit, saying that you save air, you smoke up! Do you want to choke us to death?" The others also chimed in, and the monks even covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves.

The silver-haired man ignored the blame of the crowd, he raised his head slightly, and smoked one after another, a pair of slender eyes in the darkness, faintly glowing with blue-green light, all the time staring at the smoke rising in the darkness. Han Yue and Huan Yi were closest to him, and they had already smelled that there was medicine in this tobacco leaf, at least one taste, the smell of wormwood.

The red light went out in the dark, and everyone gradually got used to the smell of smoke, and even felt that they were used to smelling it, and the smell of smoke was no worse than sandalwood, and it smelled good. Everyone waited in silence. This bag of cigarettes was smoked for a long time, and finally, the silver-haired man knocked the smoke pot against the stone wall, and the copper smoke pot collided with the stone wall, making a crisp crackling sound.

The cigarette is finally finished. At this time, the palm hat can already move its limbs.

The silver-haired man's voice was still unhurried: "One foot from the ground is a brick." When everyone heard this, they all looked up, but they didn't see anything, a monk hurriedly raised the torch in his hand, everyone took a closer look, and raised his hand to touch the stone wall on his head, and sure enough, the stone wall had very thin seams. Usually men are eight feet tall and nine feet tall, and occasionally one is one foot tall. And the people of Chudi in the south are shorter than the people in the north. Falling from a hole more than ten zhang high, few people will pay attention to the stone wall that is higher than themselves, thinking that the hole is dug straight down. Zhang Xiao borrowed the torch and pointed to the stone wall to count how many bricks there were. Huan Yi said coldly: "Don't count, eight pieces are in a circle, a total of eight layers, eight eight and sixty-four pieces." "The bricks are long, narrow, and have a rough surface, which basically blends in with the original stone wall. The cutting is also just right, and the masonry is also tightly seamless, and it is approximately circular along the cave wall.

When Han Yue and Huan Yi saw the bricks on the stone wall, they already understood in their hearts that since the hole was opened by a mine hexagram, and this brick happened to be eight pieces, the corresponding gossip should be Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Xun, Li, Kan, and Dui, since one layer is eight, there are several layers above it at a glance, needless to say, there should be eight layers. Sixty-four bricks correspond to sixty-four hexagrams.

"Sixty-four bricks, corresponding to sixty-four hexagrams. Huan Yi continued to explain.

"Tired, each standing under a brick. Han Yue said. The silver-haired man glanced at Han Yue, and his thin eyes showed a touch of approval. The three people who fell down to guide the thunder before were Zhangxi, Huan Yi, Zhang Xiao, and then three monks. Exactly nine people. Everyone chose a nearby brick and stood down. Only the silver-haired man was the only one who finally stood up, and Huan Yi found that this person was too long, more than half a head taller than himself. I saw him dust off his robe, move his legs and feet briefly, and walk to the middle. It seems that he is going to break this Nine Palaces Bagua Array.