The terraced pools look endless, like tall walls standing here, but there is water flowing down from the high and low pools, like a series of small waterfalls.

In this way, the top may be the source of the water building, that is, the source, then there may be an exit, right?

If you put it outside, this large-scale man-made building in front of you will definitely be famous as a wonder.

But now it's hidden underground, which makes people feel even more terrifying.

First, such a large project, the manpower and materials required are naturally also huge, where did the Red Blood Forest or the Ling family get such strength?

Secondly... This underground space is so big, I'm afraid the entire prison underground is empty, right?

"What if it collapses?"

Thirteen happened to think of this question when he stepped onto the very top of the trapezoidal wall.

But this is not the end, but an alternative beginning.

"Is this an underground river or an underground lake?"

Tens of feet or even wider of the river, the hot springs overflow the city walls and flow down without stopping. There was a long stone bridge in the middle of the river, or rather lake, and the end of the bridge was still buried in the fog, and I didn't know where it led.

There was a faint amount of light flickering in the water, and it was not known how the light had entered the ground.

Thirteen stepped onto the stone bridge, and a question came to his heart: "I... Are you still alive?"

I heard that after a person dies, he walks through the Sansheng Road, crosses the Yellow Spring, steps on the Nai He Bridge, drinks a sip of sweet Meng Po soup, and can be a good person in the next life.

Isn't the scene similar along the way?

Thirteen looked back at the pool below: "That antidote just now took effect, right?"

There are many people in ghost stories who don't know that they are dead, and still repeat the events of their lives until they are awakened.

This kind of person generally has resentment, such as something that has not been done...

Thirteen came here, and what he always wanted was to save people... Revenge, all other thoughts are abandoned, and this is a very similar situation.

"Could it be... Am I a ghost now?" Thirteen was stunned in his head, staring at the bottomless behind, and in a trance wanted to jump down and try it.

Syllable!

Thirteen slapped his thigh hard, grinning in pain: "It's so dangerous... It's dangerous..."

Crankiness was something he involuntarily contracted when he lived in seclusion.

A very dangerous disease.

Thirteen didn't know how to describe that state, he always felt that there was another person in his head.

Maybe that person is also himself?

Seclusive days are boring, and many seniors will bring someone with them when they live in seclusion, such as someone who loves each other.

If not, it's good to have a pet, but if Thirteen encounters birds and beasts, he will only eat them... So in the end it's still a person.

If you stay alone for a long time, you are prone to problems, and it is possible to be crazy or stupid.

The reason why Thirteen seems to be quite normal is more or less because there are "people" to talk to him, but the voice likes to bewitch him the most... Trick him into death...

It's quite dangerous to have such a voice in the body, but Thirteen is too boring to be reluctant to eliminate that voice, and then after getting used to it, it can be regarded as being able to control its appearance freely.

It's just that it's too dark here, and the mood leaks too much space, so that thing can take advantage of the void again.

Thirteen shook his head: "I can't stay here for too long, I have to leave quickly!"

It was true that he had wasted too much time, and the Ling Family Prison was larger than anywhere else he had explored before.

There is no preparation in advance, and there is no way to prepare in advance, which is really not in line with his work habits.

After adjusting the internal force, Thirteen performed light skills and jumped onto the long bridge and began to run wildly.

The stone bridge was wide enough for two carriages to run side by side, but it was potholed and had some gravel of varying sizes.

This scale is considered luxurious decoration in a water building, and it seems that this is the straight line drawn on the map.

The various areas of that map are described in great detail, but the route is really okay, but at least you have to keep which side to go.

As we go some distance, the fog thins out, and even clear water vapor enters our noses.

When the way out was near, Thirteen stopped and took out the map. The road is known, but the exit is not known.

The situation was quietly stable, and Thirteen couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Where did Ah Gang steal the map, it's really improvised, it can't be drawn by himself, right?"

With the map in hand, Thirteen checked the environment in front of him, confirmed that there was no problem, and prepared to move on.

Poof...

In the cold, a stone fell into the water.

The sound is not far away.

There is no wind or waves, and the stones do not run into the water on their own.

Thirteen chuckled in his heart, the last thing he wanted to encounter was coming.

Since the Ling family has divided the prison into several areas, there must be a person in charge in each area.

The earth building can take advantage of the chaos to run over, the water building of the farm is so quiet, and the person in charge is also very idle, right?

There is only one way, and it is impossible to return, so what should I do now!?

Before Thirteen could think of any good way, a figure suddenly burst out of the fog in front of him!

The figure was not only fast, but also menacing, and it flashed to the front of thirteen in a flash of lightning.

Thirteen had no choice but to resist hard, raising his hand and making a move with all his might.

When the man saw Thirteen make a move, his speed was not slow, and he also raised his hand, but he didn't intend to touch his palm, but to point out!

Not just a finger, but a single finger.

Two palms to one finger, don't think much about it, it's all the advantage of both palms... Unless you feel that your strength is stronger than the other party, so that you can win with one hand?!

In the blink of an eye, palms and fingers touched.

Thirteen could feel that the strength of the other party was not much different from his own, but another feeling surprised him, and he hurriedly retreated.

Thirteen retreats and retreats, opening up a very long distance.

Only then did he have time to observe the man's appearance, but he could not see it.

Because the man was dressed in a wide leather robe, with his hands and feet tied, and with thick gloves on his hands, and with a hood on his face, he could not see clearly, except for two holes in his eyes, but the holes were still inlaid with glass.

This kind of clothing has been seen by Thirteen, because it is very popular in the Great Snow Peak.

Because people who study poisons will wear this kind of clothing, after all, it is very dangerous to make poison, accidentally splashed, sucked may be killed, of course, there must be some means of protection.

But that's not the point, the point is the finger just now...

Taiping Knife...

Thirteen self-created, specialized fingerings that break the internal strength... You can't be wrong with that feeling.

That person is also strange, his routine has been overshadowed by many people.

In the case of one-handed two-handed fighting, opponents tend to take it lightly, but now he is also surprised by other things.

There is poisonous gas all over here, and if there is no protective clothing, no one can last a while, but the person in front of him is not only unprotected, but also not weak

"Could it be..."

The notebook was taken home, and the charging cable was not brought... Knocking on your thumb with your phone makes me feel numb

(End of chapter)