The heavy, mechanical sound fell silent for a moment, and the brocade guards who walked at the end exclaimed again and again: "The adults are finished, the adults are finished......"

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and then someone was heard scolding: "Bastard, how do you talk to adults?

"Five...... Fifth brother, the secret door is closed, the entrance to the secret passage is blocked, and we have no way out. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" exclaimed, the man said inarticulately, obviously the slap just now was not light.

Cao Qianhu listened to it in his ears, did not say a word, and looked at Xia Er, who was standing in front of him with a panicked face, his eyes were cold.

"My lord, it is ...... The subordinate stepped on the trap. The voice was panicked and helpless.

In Pony's opinion, Xia Er's uneasiness seems to come more from his fear of Cao Qianhu than from stepping on the entrance of the mechanism by mistake. He had already sensed more than once the unreasonable awe of these people towards Cao Qianhu.

It stands to reason that although Cao Qianhu is the boss of these people, he is just a thousand households, and everyone leads the court and serves the court, and they have no reason to be so deeply afraid of him, which is really incomprehensible.

The entrance was blocked, and anxiety and anxiety grew in everyone's hearts, and the light of the night pearl seemed to be much dimmer, and the darkness that could not be dissolved was like a giant curtain wrapped around the whole body, and even breathing seemed a little rapid and laborious.

"Brother Ma, move on. After a short silence, Cao Qianhu finally spoke, and then swept his gaze to a group of subordinates, and said sharply: "When you are tired of living, wipe your neck yourself, and don't stab me again." ”

"Xia Er, you still don't retreat?" Xia Er was obviously still in a panic after the trouble, and only woke up when he heard Cao Qianhu's reprimand, and hurriedly retreated.

"Wait a minute...... pony exhaled urgently, but it was too late, Xia Er's foot had already moved away, and the moving bricks under his feet quickly rebounded, accompanied by a faint sound of machine springs.

Pony secretly said that it was too bad, and he guessed that since the person who designed the mechanism could think of setting it here, it was naturally thoughtful and intelligent. If it was only to block the door, the trigger mechanism could have been placed anywhere three feet away from the entrance, but the person who designed the mechanism was placed in a section of the road where everyone was prone to mental relaxation, which was obviously deliberate.

Such an ingenious arrangement is just to close the secret door, and Pony feels that it is really a bit unreasonable, so he stops Xia Er and wants to find out, but he is still a step too late. The spring snapped, and he instantly understood that it was a chain of mechanisms.

Anyone who enters the secret passage for the first time will be vigilant and cautiously groping for their way, and when they see the end in front of them, they will inevitably relax their spirits, so it is easy to fall into the trap of the designer. Once you hit the trap by mistake and the entrance is blocked, you will pull back or fly forward in a panic, and the chain of traps will be triggered, and there is nowhere to hide.

It's a clever trick that makes it hard to guard against.

The mechanism activated, and a series of bows sounded at the top of the secret passage, and countless sharp arrows pierced through the darkness and staggered through the secret passage, and the trespassers with nowhere to hide became living targets - the protection that the embroidered spring knife could play was too weak.

The secret passage was in chaos, and the muffled sound of sharp arrows entering the flesh, the clanging of knives and arrows, and the screams, shouts and curses of the wounded were mixed together, playing a sad song of the end.

Sensing that the mechanism had been triggered, the sharp arrow had not yet arrived, and the pony had quickly grabbed Murong Yuxin, and rose into the air like a roc spreading its wings, jumping forward twice on the side wall, landing outside the stone gate at the end of the secret passage. This place is convenient for defense, and as soon as you lean into the corner, you will be in the natural protection of the stone wall, and secondly, it also happens to be the weak area for sharp arrows, which come from one direction, and are undoubtedly the safest place in the secret passage.

Cao Qianhu arrived after the pony, and when he turned around, a rain of arrows had fallen in the secret passage, ruthlessly devouring one life after another.

"Brother Ma, can the stone door be opened?" Cao Qianhu shook off two sharp arrows with a flick of his sleeves, and turned his face sideways to ask the pony who was looking around the door. Behind the pony, Murong Yuxin stood with his sword and shot down the deadly arrows one by one.

The pony groped around the stone wall with the Night Pearl, and finally found a hidden button, and with a pull of his finger, the stone door slowly retreated into the stone wall.

The rain of arrows weakened, and four or five brocade guards who had picked up a life before the ghost gate was closed rushed towards the stone gate with arrow wounds.

The stone gate has been opened, and stepping over may be the way to live, and the desire to survive inspires their last strength.

The distance of ten zhang is very short, and the distance of ten zhang is very long, full of danger and danger.

With a muffled snort, the sharp arrow passed through his chest, and the brocade guard who ran at the end fell down, his eyes fixed on unwillingness and nostalgia.

There was a soft "click", and someone touched the mechanism, and the secret passages sprinkled white powder one after another, and the air was suddenly filled with a pungent smell, and the eyes were choked and difficult to open.

The powder fell on the wounded in the secret passage, and the miserable wails came one after another, accompanied by fierce coughing, they were like fish falling into a hot pot, writhing and convulsing in pain, desperately scratching the wounds, the flesh was blurred, the eyes were bleeding, and with the cough, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The pony couldn't help but say, pulled Murong Yuxin and ran towards the stone gate. Cao Qianhu dodged in and easily triggered the close button on the stone wall.

Before the stone door was closed, two brocade guards with cloaks covering their heads and faces escaped in, one was Xia Er and the other was Zhen San. Xia Er was originally the closest to Shimen, and it was not surprising that he could escape, Zhen San and Qian Wu had been walking behind, and they could be the first to rush in, which shows that his martial arts are not weak.

"Wait for me, sir...... Ah......" With Qian Wu's desperate cry, the stone door closed, half of his bloody arm was clamped on the door, and his five fingers were still trembling slightly.

Outside the door, it gradually calmed down, and there was a dead silence. Xia Er and Zhen San walked to the corner and carefully cleaned up the white powder on their bodies. Both of them only suffered a little skin trauma, which was not in the way, but they choked on the powder and had an itchy throat, and their mouths were full of blood when they coughed lightly. Faced with Cao Qianhu's uncertain expression, they could only endure it.

The pony doesn't bother to pay attention to them, and takes advantage of the light of the Night Pearl to look at the stone chamber. The square stone room, the length and width are about one zhang five, the stone walls on all sides, the top is painted with murals, the colors are gorgeous, the layers are distinct, the characters are depicted eyebrows, lifelike.

On the left hand side of the entrance is a towering tree shrouded in clouds and mist, with red leaves like flames, and a noble and beautiful sacred bird with red wings. Under the tree, the bare-chested and topless ancients rubbed a small branch with both hands, and spun on the other branch. The pony knows that this is the story of "the Suiren clan drills wood and takes wood" in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". That mythical bird should be Suzaku.

The stone wall on the right is divided into six pictures in two rows and three columns, because the old man Wuwei once mentioned the matter of Taoyuan Village, so Xiao Ma pondered for a long time and finally understood that the picture above was actually Taibo Lixian giving way, and Zhong Yong went to Jiangnan to establish a country and Anbang, and the clansmen took the red fox to protect the box and live in seclusion in Taoyuan Village.

The one behind the door, in fact, was already seen with his face facing the door when he first entered, but the tragic scene in the secret passage at that time was shocking, and his ears were filled with desperate and helpless wails, and he didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, the stone wall is painted with the mythical story of the fire god Zhurong and the water god working together. The sea of clouds, mountains and fog, the glow is shining, Zhu Rongshen stepped on two fire dragons, holding weapons, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the majesty was majestic. There is a high mountain looming in the northwest corner, with the words "Buzhou Mountain" written on it, and the Gonggong God is running there.

"Brother Pony, have you found anything?" Murong Yuxin had been following Xiaoma all the time, and when she saw him so distracted, she asked.

"Did you see it? The stick in Zhu Rongshen's hand is so realistically drawn. The pony's eyes were still fixed on the mural.

Murong Yuxin followed the pony's gaze, and saw Zhu Rongshen holding a wooden stick with a faint red light in his hand, and the body of the stick was uneven, and he was about to say what was so beautiful about such an ugly stick. Look at it again, it turns out to be all kinds of reliefs, there are gods and generals, there are vermilion bird fire dragons, vivid, jumping on the wall.

"The person who painted this painting must have seen this stick, otherwise how could it be so expressive?" the pony muttered to himself, as if asking Murong Yuxin.

"This one is also very expressive, could it be that he has also seen this red fox treasure box?" Murong Yuxin smiled lightly, looking at the mural facing the stone gate.

In the middle of the picture, an old man with fairy wind bones is holding a box with both hands, with a solemn and respectful expression. The box is engraved with different forms of spirit foxes, its color is red, lifelike, lined with flame patterns, mysterious and unique, it seems to be a red fox treasure box.

The lid of the crate is open, glowing red and red. The old man was surrounded by auspicious clouds, and the twelve gods were angry-eyed, solemn-looking, holding all kinds of weapons, each showing their magical powers and distributing them around, and their clothes fluttering in all directions. Thousands of Li people below bowed and worshipped, rejoicing, and in the distant blurred background was a battlefield full of smoke, people turning over horses, and corpses all over the ground.

"Is this, the legendary Red Fox Crate? What's so nice about a painting? Hurry up and find out if there are any maps, signs, or anything like that. Cao Qianhu leaned over and looked at the treasure box on the mural, trying his best to restrain his emotions, and the light in his eyes flashed.

In the stone room, there is nothing except the murals, and the only things that can be hidden are the dark grid and the mezzanine. Cao Qianhu gave the order, and Xia Er and Zhen San searched separately.

The pony looked at the mural overhead, his brows furrowed. The meaning of the murals on the four sides of the stone chamber is easy to understand and clear at a glance, while the paintings on the top of the walls are a bit inexplicable and incomprehensible.