Just when the two gangs were about to fight in front of the village, an exclamation suddenly sounded. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Master Lu, your old man is here!"

Everyone looked for prestige, only to see a hunchbacked old man stumbling over, hugging Lu Qiu's thigh, and crying:

"Master Lu, your old man is here. “

After carefully looking at the old man's face, Lu Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he exclaimed, "You are an old hunchback." ”

"Yes, Master Lu. I didn't expect you to remember Xiao Lao'er. The old man sobbed.

"Old hunchhead, what happened in the stockade? What about the brothers? and what happened to these scarecrows?" Lu Qiu asked a series of doubts in his heart.

Nodding heavily, the old hunch's face was full of grief, and he told all the things that had happened in the past two days.

It turned out that a large group of black-clothed men suddenly rushed out of the cave two days ago, and they teamed up with the inner response of the stockade, drugged and captured everyone in the stockade, and transported them into the mine one by one. As for the rest of the matter, the old hunchhead never knew.

"Then how did you survive?" Han Rin interjected, staring at the eyes of the old hunchback.

"This. The old camel was speechless, and his face was embarrassed.

"Are you the traitor!" Mangxin glared at the old hunch's head viciously, and had the idea of drawing a knife and killing the old dog.

Frightened, he hurriedly waved his hands, and the old hunched head explained:

"How dare the little old man do such a thing?"

"Then how do you say you survived?" Han Rin asked step by step, without the slightest hint of respecting the elderly.

"This. The old hunch's face was embarrassed, he glanced at Lu Qiu's gloomy face, and said cautiously: "Master Lu, if you are willing to spare the little one's life, the little one is willing to tell the truth, otherwise, the little old man will not dare to say it even if he dies!"

"Old hunchhead, as long as you say it, no matter what, I will spare your life. Lu Qiu said with a pleasant face. He knew that as long as the old hunch told the truth, this team would definitely not be chaotic, and he could even investigate the truth in one fell swoop!

After getting Lu Qiu's promise, the old hunchhead was a little bold, and then he confided that he was a gambler by nature when he was young, and he owed a lot of gambling debts, and he was unable to repay them, so he could only sign the death contract and stay in the Lingshan Cave as a miner. This was more than eighty years, and for more than eighty years, he quietly dug a hidden tunnel under his bed that led directly to the veins of the Ling Cave.

It was precisely because of this underground passage that he escaped unharmed.

"More than eighty years is enough for you to dig up the ransom. Then why are you still suffering in the Lingshan Cave?" Han Rin then asked, never letting go of any doubts.

"Clear-eyed people know that with Xiao Lao'er's own salary, it is difficult to repay the ransom on the death deed for a lifetime. Therefore, if Xiao Lao'er takes out this ransom, I am afraid that someone will soon think of Xiao Lao'er stealing the spirit stone, in that case, wouldn't Xiao Lao'er harm himself, and cause my brother's family to die. The old hump replied truthfully.

Touching his chin, Han Rin looked pensive, could it be that what the other party said was true.

"Do you know what these scarecrows do?" asked Di Lao.

"When the little old man was hiding in the tunnel, he heard those people say that it was their pope's belongings, and it was used to worship the gods. “

"What kind of sacrifice to the gods, it's clearly a group of demon slaves!"

The well-informed Lu Qiu said a word.

"Demon slave. Han Rin was surprised.

"It is those who have no martial veins and are unwilling to be mediocre, in order to gain power, they hold some forbidden rituals, which can please the demon gods of the upper realm, so as to obtain the opportunity to transform into demons. This kind of person is what we call a 'demon slave'. “

The old-lived, well-informed Di Lao explained for his ally.

"I see. Han Rin was thoughtful.

"The old hunchhead, do you know where their gang is in the mine?" Lu Qiu asked.

"Little Lao'er only knows that they often operate in a certain mine, and the others don't know. The old hump said.

"Everyone, if this group of demon slaves has the strength to exterminate the village, they will never use the means of medicine. Why don't we start with the hidden tunnels of the old hump's head and kill them by surprise in one fell swoop. Lu Qiu looked around at everyone's slightly hesitant looks, and said with pain: "After the matter is completed, there will be fifteen thousand spirit stones per person." ”

Hearing this, the four of them, except for Han Rin, all showed a greedy brilliance.

"It's done!" Di Lao made a final decision, looked back at Han Rin, and the others also looked at him.

Knowing that these people were forcing themselves to express their position, Han Rin was a little unhappy, and he couldn't come up with any evidence, so he could only nod and agree, otherwise, the four of them besieged him, and he was afraid that it would be inevitable to be injured.

Falling behind the team, Mangxin, a big man, looked at the strange scarecrows around him, and his heart was a little hairy, but when he thought that these scarecrows were just scaring things, he couldn't help but pull out his big knife and cut the scarecrows passing by along the way in half in anger.

Knowing that this guy believed in this guy to alleviate the fear in his heart, Han Rin and the others were not interested in revealing the truth, so they let this fool mess around.

Before entering the old hunch's room, Han Rin and the others didn't notice that it was the scarecrow that was cut in half by Mang Xin that strangely left strange blood from the fracture, which slowly stained the entire land red......

Lifting the bed board and priing open the stone slab, the old camel made the entrance to the hidden tunnel extremely secret, and even excavated a secret grid on both sides of the entrance of the tunnel, specifically storing the excavated spirit stones.

Taking out more than 30,000 spirit stones from the dark grid, Di Lao looked at the old hunch's crying face, hehe, he was complacent, the old man used to rob tombs.

Faced with the stolen goods of his subordinates, Lu Qiupi glared at the old hunchhead with a smile and generously rewarded Han Rin and the three of them.

Anyway, these stolen goods are not his money, and it doesn't hurt heartache.

With a sad face, the old camel head held an oil lamp in his hand, walking in the dark and dark mine road, leading the way.

The deeper you go, the darker you go.

Time passed quietly between these seven twists and turns.

"Master Lu, the Lingshan Cave has been dug so deep. It is estimated that the spirit stones are going to be picked up. ”

Rou Niang, who was really bored, took the initiative to bring up a topic, otherwise, she would have to go crazy.

"That's right. There are about two years to go, and this spiritual cave will be harvested. "Lu Qiu is also going down the mine for the first time, and he really can't stand this dark and dull atmosphere.

"Well, that's it. ”

Han Rin, who was walking, suddenly had a light in his eyes, and took a torch in his palm, and suddenly saw a long-dead skeleton leaning against the wall.

The skeleton of this skeleton is not large, the miner's uniform on his body is a little rotten, and there are signs of serious knocking on the skull Tianling cover, the most eye-catching thing is that even after his death, his five fingers still hold the rusty hoe in his hand tightly, you can imagine how much strength and determination this person put into committing suicide at that time!!

What caused this miner to commit suicide in this way?

"Hey, isn't this a miner's uniform from a long time ago?" Lu Qiu leaned over and said in surprise.

"For a long time. Han Rin narrowed his eyes.

Hearing the movement behind him, the old hunched head stopped, turned around, his face was slightly distorted, and sighed:

"The tunnels in the Lingshan Cave are getting deeper and darker. There are often people who have signed a death contract who can't stand to work in this environment, and they commit suicide. ”

"Why don't you put burning oil lamps in the mine?" Han Rin asked rhetorically.

It's something he's been feeling strange all the way around.

"Because the deeper you go underground, ordinary earth oil can't burn at all. ”

After a pause, the old hump's face became a little more distorted and weird, and said:

"If you want to place an oil lamp that can burn in the underground mines, you must purchase fire oil that is refined from the grease of monsters. And the demon beast used to refine the oil must be a beast-level cultivator, so you can imagine the high price of this kind of oil. Therefore, the amount of hot oil allocated to each miner is only used for entry and exit, and it cannot be popularized in the intricate mine tunnels at all. “

"Doesn't that mean that they all do this kind of mining without seeing their fingers?" Rou Niang shuddered, she couldn't help but feel numb in her scalp and panic in her heart after staying in this atmosphere for several hours, let alone staying for almost a day.

"It's too black-hearted. Mangxin, a big man, denounced it.

"It's not as inhumane as you say. Lu Qiu, the black-hearted boss, said cheekily: "Spirit stones can glow, and the mined spirit stones can be used as light." “

Hearing this, everyone rolled their eyes, that little light was not enough to dispel the fear in people's hearts, okay!

Looking deeply at the strange face of the old hunchback, Han Rin asked with deep meaning:

"Old hump, are you alright? “

"It's fine. It's just too dark, and my heart is oozing panic. "The old hunch's smile is a thousand times more ugly than crying, no, it should be weird and gloomy.