Chapter 42: The Mines Are Restored, Open!

A dazzling lightning bolt appeared in the northeast direction not far away, like a silver snake spitting out the core, splitting a crack in the dark night with no top of the black and blue, and at the same time illuminating the sky and the earth like day. In an instant, the darkness of death was restored, and with the disappearance of lightning, there was a sudden thunder, and the thunder sounded, clicking, deafening, as if the earth shook the mountains, and shook people's scalps.

After the first lightning, one after the other, big and small. The thunder began to sound one after another, getting closer and closer... With the approaching lightning and thunder, the wind outside the house also blew more and more fiercely, blowing the sky and the earth flying sand and rocks, blowing the clothes of the people outside the house and making the trees in the stele forest swaying wildly.

I saw that the silver-haired man on the roof suddenly threw out a silver chain, threw it into the house along the hole in the roof, wrapped it around the tip of the sword in his palm, and with the other hand, he pulled out the long copper pipe from his waist and raised it high into the night sky. He's going to catch the thunder!

Seeing this, Han Yue also raised his sword and flew up, the tip of one foot actually hit the small copper smoke pot, and the other foot was balanced, standing in the air, and then raised the silver sword in his hand and pointed straight to the sky. The silver-haired man's arm holding the cigarette pipe suddenly felt a lot heavier, he steadied his right hand, half-raised his eyes to glance at it, and said with a smile: "Luo Chuanjun, you have to stand firm." Han Yue replied: "I'm tired." "The three people stacked Arhats and swayed in the wind, and the hearts of the people below were suspended in the air. You must know that the silver-haired man in the middle is the most strained, even if these people have this strength, it is impossible for them to support a person with one hand, and they are still holding a thin pipe, which shows that this person's skills are extraordinary. Everyone didn't expect him to help them so vigorously and risky.

The rain came, first the raindrops the size of beans, drop after drop, and soon the raindrops became rain lines, and soon they became rain columns, and in an instant the heavens and the earth were shrouded in a curtain of rain. The rain hit the face and caused pain, killing people who couldn't open their eyes. From time to time, everyone wiped the rain from their faces, and tried to stare at the three of them nervously with wide eyes.

A bolt of lightning appeared directly above, and the figures of the three people were illuminated very strangely, followed by a thunderclap. The long hair of the three of them stood up like needles in an instant, first Han Yue's figure shook, and then the silver-haired man, half of his body was not in the room, but the exposed half of the heavy sword still shook. Before everyone could react, the figures of the three of them sank rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, they disappeared.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and ran to the door of the house, only to see that the stone tablet in the house had disappeared, and a square hole three feet square was revealed on the ground! The cave was pitch black, and there was no light in sight. But the thunder, wind, and rain outside were so loud that they couldn't hear the echo at all.

Zhangqiu was about to jump down, but was stopped by Wang Shao: "I don't know the depth of this hole, it's too dangerous to go down rashly." Huan Mi said, "I'll go to the monk to get a rope." So saying, he ran into the rain. The remaining four people in the house had nothing to do, but something had to be done.

Huan Yi took Zhang Xiao to the rain and picked up a few thick long branches, tore off the cloth flags on the Buddhist shrine in the house and wrapped them on the branches, and the four of them quickly made a few torches, and looked into the cave with the torches. This cave entrance is artificially built of the road, the inner edge of the cave is embedded with a circle of two inches wide copper hoop, the edge is concave and convex, it is estimated that it is the organ pass that is interlocked with the base of the stone stele, the four walls below the pass are neatly cut masonry, and it is not possible to see how deep. He lit a short branch and threw it down, only to see the fire of the branch fall flickeringly, and soon disappeared into the darkness. Wang Shao said: "It seems that this hole is very deep. "Hope is just not enough to burn." "Yes, if the hole is very deep, then the three of them fell just now, and it is difficult to say whether something will happen.

Huan Yi let Zhang Xiao and Zhangqiu pull him, and he leaned into the cave and groped for a while with his arm on the cave wall. When he returned, he stretched out his palm to show everyone: "There are two scratches on the cave wall, cut with a sword. Sure enough, Huan Yi's fingertips were stained with a little gray powder. Palm Xuan said: "The young master and Han Gongzi both use swords, it seems that they use swords to buffer the falling speed. ”

"Are they still alive?" asked Zhang Xiao. The palm scolded him angrily: "Bah, bah, can you speak?" Zhang Xiao stuck out his tongue. "You have to find a way to go down as soon as possible, why hasn't Huan Mi come back yet?" Huan Yi anxiously looked at the dark rain curtain outside the house.

Finally, the light of torches flashed in the night, and then ran close to a group of people, in addition to Huan Mi, followed by seven or eight monks holding torches, wearing robes, carrying rope rings, iron chisels and other tools. After everyone entered the house, the monk took out four iron cones and nailed them to the ground not far from the entrance of the cave, and then tied a thick rope to the iron cone, and the other end fell with an iron block. The monks threw the rope down the hole, and immediately the sound of the iron "bell" hitting the cave wall came from the hole, and one rope was almost finished before it reached the end, and another one was connected, and after a while the rope finally straightened, and it seemed to be the end.

After preparing the rope, the leading monk asked Huan Mi: "Which donors will go down?" Before Huan Mi could speak, Zhangli stepped forward and said, "I'll go down first!" Huan Yi said: "Deputy General, Zhang Xiao and I go down, Huan Gongzi and Wang Gongzi, you two stay on it." He glanced at Huan Mi as he spoke. Huan Mi understood that this was to prevent the monk or others from making any moves.

The leading monk said, "Okay, let's send three people down to help you." Huan Yi was about to say no, but a monk couldn't help but tie a pulley around their waists, and then hang the pulley on the rope. Then another monk handed each of them a fire twist. Zhang Xiao didn't have such an experience, he was a little nervous and excited, and began to babble again: "These monks are really well-trained." Although the voice was not loud, Huan Yi and Zhangqi still glanced at each other after hearing this, and frowned slightly. Indeed, such a calm, well-trained, well-equipped, and well-equipped caving ability, not to mention the monk, even the sappers in the barracks may not have it, unless...

The three of them straightened their clothes, tightened the locks around their waists, stuck their weapons at their waists, and held torches in one hand and ropes in the other. The palm of the hand whispered to the two: "Distance yourself, go down slowly, support the stone wall with your feet, don't be nervous." Huan Yi naturally had experience, but Zhang Xiao nodded a little nervously. Huan Yi patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow. With the palm of his hand, Huan Yi and Zhang Xiao went down in turn along different ropes, and finally three monks went down.

The tunnel is not big, and only one person can pass at a time, separated by more than a zhang from each other, and slowly descends. Every few steps down, the palm will ask loudly, "Are you okay" and "Are you there", and the people behind him also respond in turn. Through the faint light of the fire twist, I saw three scratches on the cave wall, one deep, one medium and one shallow, which should be the long side of the heavy sword of the palm hat, the short side of Han Yue's light sword, and the smoking pot of the silver-haired man. The three of them were a little relieved, it seemed that they were all alive when they fell. After sliding down for an unknown amount, a voice came from the darkness: "Attention!

The moment my feet hit the ground, my heart was more steady. As soon as Huan Yi landed on the ground, he was pulled to the side by the palm, which meant to get out of the way, followed by Zhang Xiao, and then the monk. When the six people were safe to the end, the monk behind him took out a short staff from his waist and lit it with a fire twist, which turned out to be a torch. All of a sudden, the bottom of the cave was much brighter.

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