Chapter Ninety-One: Trapped in the Vault
"Ice Magnolia?" asked Wanyue again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Yes, you must have come here for this flower, tell me where this flower is hidden, and I will let you go back alive. The leader said.
"Go back alive?" asked Wanyue.
"Yes, the conditions offered to you are much better than the others here. The leader said.
"I think you're mistaken, and very wrong, that you want to go back alive after doing such a thing?"
"Oh?" the leader raised his eyebrows, and then said, "Do you still have the ability to stop us?"
Wanyue shook her head and said, "It's not me, but it's already a dead end if you enter here!"
Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the sound of the machine outside the door rumbled, and with a clang, several iron gates fell at the intersection of the secret road.
"What's going on!" the leader looked surprised for the first time since he appeared in front of them.
"This was originally the retreat place of the Pavilion Master, and only the Pavilion Master could enter and exit freely, and without the permission of the Pavilion Master, there was only a dead end for those who trespassed without permission. ”
"So?" asked the leader.
"So unless the Pavilion Master comes in person, we'll have to die here. Wanyue said.
She didn't have a trace of fear, as if these things were taken for granted, her life was the Pavilion Master's, and as long as the Pavilion Master wanted it, she could give it at any time, no matter what way it was.
"Am I going to die here too?" asked Knife.
"Don't you deserve to die?" asked Wanyue rhetorically.
"No matter what their prestige was before, these martial arts seniors came here to steal treasures, and they are to blame when they die, but I am here to protect the treasures, should I be damned?" said Xiao Dao.
"Isn't it enough to die for the Pavilion Master?" said Wanyue.
"But the Pavilion Master didn't want me to die. Knife said.
"If you think so, it's not enough to live. Wanyue said.
"Okay, okay!" The leader grabbed Wanyue's throat with one hand, pulled it hard, pulled it in front of him, glared at her angrily and said, "I don't care what grudges you have, tell me how to get out!!"
"You... Difficult... Road... Not yet... Bright... White?" Wanyue was grabbed by the throat and spoke with difficulty.
The leader shouted, slapped Wanyue in the chest, knocked her to the ground, and looked at the knife again.
Xiaodao frowned, spread his hands and said, "Obviously, I am not in a group with her, and this secret vault is also my first time, and I can't help it." ”
"Spread out and look for it!" ordered the leader.
When he came in before, his eyes were attracted by the mess of the house, and he didn't take a good look at this place, and at this moment the knife moved around, after all, he didn't want to die in this kind of place so soon. Because Knife believes that there must be another way to get out here.
The knife first walked over, helped the waning moon up, and said, "Why are you doing this?" ”
But Wanyue didn't seem to appreciate it, shook off the hand of the knife, and meditated silently against the stone wall.
There is no way, women always have some little tempers, and the knife does not want to be bored at this time. So I walked to another cabinet and checked it, and there were small compartments on the cabinet, which seemed to be very similar to the feeling of the martial arts room in the Moon Shadow Hall, so there must have been a secret book and a matching blade here.
The knife picked up a secret book left on the ground, and was about to open it, but it stopped again, and muttered: "What is the use of being locked up here at the moment, looking at this kind of cheats?" casually put the cheats on the shelf.
The paintings on the surrounding stone walls are no different when they are opened.
The rest of the bookshelves also tried their best to find hidden compartments behind them, but they found nothing.
The knife was already trying to recall the possible location of the secret passage in the past, but he found nothing.
An hour had passed, and the knife gasped and fell helplessly on the spot.
There are not many lights in it, and the lampstands lit around are inlaid with special crystals, which reflect each other to make the whole stone house brighter than other rooms.
Knife looked at the lampstand, and slowly looked up, and gradually saw the roof of the prototype, which had a special seven small holes.
The seven holes were not small, for the knife saw them, and if they were connected, they would be like a spoon.
Spoon?
The knife thought of the heavenly Beidou.
The seven holes were not big, because most people didn't notice, and all five small holes had hedrons similar to those on the lampstand, except for the two small holes at the head and tail, which had nothing that should have been.
The knife seemed to understand something, and he suddenly felt that someone was watching him at this moment.
Immediately sitting up, he saw the waning moon, who was looking at him with her eyes that hid secrets.
Knife smiled slightly, and slowly paced to the leader's side.
The leader glanced at the knife and said, "You're still in the mood to laugh." ”
"Why not, and I'm not the only one trapped here, at least not to be called a fool. ”
"It's more uncomfortable to be called a fool than to live?" the leader asked.
"Of course, it's painful when a smart person is called a fool. Knife said.
"Do you have this pain now?" the leader asked.
"It's not just me, it's you. Knife said.
"Why do I have this pain. The leader asked.
"Haven't you noticed that the candle flame here is actually a little darker than when you came in just now, and it is obviously late autumn, and the night is late, is there anything to heat in this stone house, why don't you feel that it is getting cold but hot? Knife said.
The leader took two steps forward after the knife said, felt it carefully, and said, "Could it be that the stone gate has been sealed?"
"Yes, those loud noises just now must be the sound of the stone gate closing, this place is impermeable, and it won't be long before we suffocate to death. ”
The other six people who were looking for a way out also seemed to become restless, rummaging through things louder and louder.
"Falcon, Falcon!" cried the leader, but the man called Falcon did not answer.
The leader shouted again, and the man returned to the leader and came to the leader.
It turns out that the person who did it with the waning moon before was the falcon.
"What's wrong with you?" the leader vaguely sensed that something was wrong with the falcon.
"There's no exit here, and this man is right, we're all going to die here, and it's the most painful way to die. You can see that when the confession is extorted, when the wet paper is pasted on the face of the prisoner one after another, the prisoners are struggling, their necks are swollen and red, and their hands and feet can exert several times the usual strength, so they need to put a few more shackles on their hands and feet when they are sentenced. The more Falcon spoke, the more agitated he became, and he began to panic.
"What are you talking about? The leader asked sharply, hoping that this would make him scared and calm him.
"We're going to die here soon, soon, like this, I don't want to die, I don't want to die like this. The falcon's eyes grew red.