Chapter 70: Crane Singing Villa (Part II)
Inside the door is a long and winding road, and there will be torches every ten meters on both sides of the road, and the light of the torches is not very bright, barely illuminating the way forward, which makes the road look very dim. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Wei Dierong led the way in front, Xie Ruilin followed behind, while walking, he looked around, although the visibility was not high, but he could vaguely see the uneven statues on the stone walls on both sides of the road, but Xie Ruilin always had a feeling of being watched, presumably there were many terrifying hidden weapons hidden in the road.
If they were allowed to infiltrate Heming Villa without being led, not to mention whether they could crack these mechanisms, it would be difficult to find He Qiu alone.
Wei Dierong looked back at Xie Ruilin, who was following closely behind, looking thoughtfully at the stone walls on both sides, and couldn't help but say proudly: "You'd better take a look, don't touch these stone walls, because there are dozens of mechanisms in the corridor, and even I don't know where they are." ”
Xie Ruilin said curiously: "Even you don't know?"
Wei Dierong said: "I don't know, I don't even know a place. ”
Xie Ruilin almost couldn't help but want to say, if you don't even know, how dare you swagger in the corridor? On the contrary, if it is not the person of Heming Villa, then the person who comes will naturally act cautiously, and when he crosses the road, in order to hide himself in time, he will move slowly against the stone wall, so it is easy to touch the mechanism.
Xie Ruilin had to admire the ingenuity of the person who designed this shutdown in the first place.
Xie Ruilin was stunned for a long time, and then replied: "It doesn't matter, because as long as I follow you, I believe it will be fine." ”
Wei Dierong sighed and muttered, "Smart people are usually short-lived. ”
Xie Ruilin didn't know if he heard it, or if he deliberately pretended not to know, he didn't speak, but it seemed that he had soon come to the end of the road.
Seeing that there are walls on three sides, there is no way to go, the three walls are the same shape, and he can't tell which one has the mechanism to open the wall, just when he was thinking, he saw Wei Dierong gently clapping his palms, and the sound was two long and two short, so he found that the stone wall suddenly began to move, and then a secret door was revealed.
Behind the door is more than a dozen steps, leading to the underground, below is a mountain belly, after a few more turns, the front suddenly opened up, the mountain belly became wider, and walked forward for dozens of meters or so, until there were no torches on both sides, Wei Dierong stopped, Wei Dierong said respectfully in one direction: "Young Zhuang Master, we have brought people." ”
As soon as the words were finished, the sound of "fluttering" was suddenly heard, and the surroundings suddenly lit up, dozens of huge torches were lit at the same time, and the originally dark and empty mountain belly suddenly became as bright as day, it turned out that this was a hall of several hundred square meters, and there were bundles of shiny red tassel guns on both sides of the hall, bundles of shiny ghost head broadswords, and barrels of delicate bows and arrows, which seemed to be preparing for a life-and-death battle, and there were a lot of gold, silver and jewelry.
Although the Xie Ruilin family is rich, they have never seen so many gold, silver and jewelry stacked together, but what interests him is not these things, but the two people on a high platform in front of him.
The one in front of him looked about twenty, with white cloth socks and black cloth shoes, a square face, dressed very plainly, but his eyes were like divine light, and he was looking at himself burningly. Of course, Xie Ruilin knew that this was the young young owner, the chief speaker of Heming Villa, and there was a tall figure behind him, and an almost distorted face was staring at him with a smile, but that person was not Niu Ugly, who was ugly?
It can be seen from Niu Chou's ugly eyes that he is conveying a message, a message that can turn him into victory at any time.
The young man waved his hand, and Wei Dierong lowered his head and stepped aside, looking extremely respectful.
He Qiu slowly walked down the stairs, and asked slowly, "Are you the Xie Ruilin who assassinated Marven and picked Jia Youqian with another sword?" He Qiu's expression was extremely heavy, obviously feeling sad about what happened to these two people.
Xie Ruilin took a step forward, he didn't expect the owner of the famous Heming Villa to be dressed so plainly, he said lightly: "Exactly, if Your Excellency wants to avenge them, even if you want to take revenge, you will never fight back, but my two friends have nothing to do with each other, and I hope you can let them go!"
He Qiu suddenly smiled: "It's not up to you to have the final say here, they all say that Xie Ruilin is very smart, and now I can't help but want to take a look." ”
Xie Ruilin said, "Oh?"
He Qiu didn't answer Xie Ruilin's inquiring gaze, but asked again: "You must have heard a lot of things from King Luoyang, so you willingly help him do these things?"
Since he has arrived here, presumably the other party must have investigated the ins and outs of the matter clearly, so Xie Ruilin also felt that there was no need to hide anything, and he replied truthfully: "Yes." ”
He Qiu said: "After going through so many things, you must have a clear distinction between right and wrong?"
Xie Ruilin said lightly: "That's right. ”
He Qiu looked at him and asked, "Where's your sword?"
Xie Ruilin said: "The sword is in the heart. ”
He Qiu stared at him and said slowly: "It is worthy of Xie Ruilin, the murderous aura between your eyebrows tells me that you do have a sword in your heart!
Yes, Xie Ruilin does want to kill a person now.
But how does the sword in the heart pierce someone else's heart?
He Qiu suddenly waved his hand, and Niu Chou bowed forward, presenting a sharp sword with both hands, as if he had prepared it in advance.
The shape of the sword is realistic, and anyone with experience can tell that this sword is definitely a sharp weapon for sharpening iron like clay.
He Qiu pulled out the sword, but the blade of the sword did not stab at Xie Ruilin, and suddenly saw a flash of sword light, and the sword seemed to be about to come out of his hand, but the sword was still in He Qiu's hand, but the blade of the sword had been reversed and aimed at himself.
He pinched the tip of the sword with two fingers, slowly handed the sword over, and handed it to Xie Ruilin.
Wei Dierong's eyes widened, his eyes were full of horror and worry, although Niu Chouchou was also taken aback, he couldn't figure out what he was thinking in his heart, but he was more happy, doing so was undoubtedly committing suicide, Xie Ruilin's sword technique of piercing the heart with a sword within three feet has not missed so far, although He Qiu's Eight Desolation Divine Fist should not be underestimated, but after all, his hands are flesh and blood. How can you resist this sharp weapon?
Xie Ruilin finally stretched out his hand and touched the hilt of the sword, He Qiu's fingers relaxed, and then drooped, and the two of them stared at each other, their eyes full of a strange expression.