At dawn, the three of them got up early.

At the edge of the cliff, an extremely narrow stone road allows only one person to pass sideways, and the wind is whispering in his ears. The Broken Soul Rock was already above their heads, and the drawbridge was suspended seventeen or eighteen feet above them. At the end of the stone road, unfolding in front of them was an unfathomable karst cave, the entrance of which was low and less than a man high, but it was like a large open mouth, four feet wide. This cliff is named Longkou Cliff because of its mouth.

"What does the picture say?" Qin Shi asked.

"Through this mountain, you can see the ruins of the Song family. ”

So Junhe lit the torch and walked in the front. Chu Tao was in the center, and Qin Shi was delayed.

The cave is cold and damp, and the stone walls are dripping with water. From time to time, there was a strange sound of wind in the cave. After walking a few dozen steps deep, it suddenly narrowed to only one person. Twenty or thirty steps later, there is a fork in the road. Chu Tao left a mark with a sword carved stone, chose one of them, and saw a fork in the road not long away, and then followed the twists and turns of the fork in the road, back and forth, and unconsciously went back to the place where the mark had been made before. The three of them seemed to have entered the Suspicious Soul Array. After detouring at least four or five times, Chu Tao asked Junhe to stop. If you go on like this, don't even think about going around for a few days and nights. Junhe was quite depressed.

Chu Tao took the torch, only to see the black smoke on the torch billowing and only dissipating in one direction.

Junhe suddenly understood, and judged the direction by the air flow at the fork in the road.

The deeper and deeper it goes, the maze seems to be endless. After walking for another hour, the wind faded and the water murmured, and gradually approached. The three of them followed the sound of the water. Before you know it, the forks are already behind you, and the road is a lot wider, with stalactites on both sides.

In the darkness, Qin Shi always felt that there was nothing behind him, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the dark, and in confusion, he always had the illusion that there was a white shadow flickering in the corner of his eye.

Just as they were about to tell the two of them, it was as if they had stepped on some kind of machinery under their feet, when the sound of squeaking gears activating sounded in their ears.

"Quick!" Chu Tao exclaimed, and while grabbing Qin Shi's arm, he pushed Jun He and rushed forward, and in a blink of an eye, he saw two cold iron gates above his head smashed down from the sky. The tip of the second iron grating was rubbing the hem of Qin Shi's clothes, and Qin Shi could even feel the cold cold.

Before he could rest, he felt the earth tremble behind him, accompanied by the muffled sound of falling stones.

Chu Tao's hand clamped Qin Shi's arm like an iron tong, and he didn't relax for a moment. Qin Shi was almost dragged all the way forward. There was no time to turn back, and there was no time to even look around, only to see the torch light in front of him shaking dimly, and the dust and stone chips around him were rushing around, and the fog was so vast that people couldn't open their eyes.

Finally, there was a time to stop, and when I turned back, I saw that the needles on the top of the grotto were still falling like rain in the clouds of smoke formed by the dust. The place where they had stood was a ruin, tightly blocked by rubble. The rubble was already two or three people high.

"What the hell is this place?" Xie Junhe couldn't help but complain, and then looked at Chu Tao and Qin Dashao's embarrassed faces, and couldn't help laughing.

Qin Shi was embarrassed by laughter, and he didn't know what to do.

Chu Tao is still calm. He let go of the hand that was holding Qin Shi, moved his stiff fingers out of thin air, straightened his clothes, and smiled lightly at the two: "He wants to keep us as guests." There is only one way to Qin Dashao, and if we can't see him, we have to go to see Lord Yama. ”

Jun He glanced at him rather disdainfully: "What do you think is the difference between seeing Lord Yan and seeing Jiang Shaoyun?"

Chu Tao ignored the dissatisfaction of the two at all, and only smiled lightly. The laughter suddenly stopped, because in this deathly silence, there was a tiny "click" of mechanical rotation. The three of them fell to the ground almost simultaneously, a thousand iron arrows whizzing above their heads.

In the interval, the three of them panicked, and when they saw the curve ahead, they turned sharply to the corner. The torch light did not illuminate anything, and Jun He suddenly realized that there was an abyss in front of him, and he exclaimed to stop in a hurry, but his feet slid forward as if he had been smeared with oil, and his body seemed to be thrown out by a force. The torches were thrown out, and suddenly there was a burst of brightness, and the light of the torches reflected the poisonous snake entrenched in the white bones at his feet, and the sparkling waves not far away.

"Catch, Junhe!"

Xie Junhe's body suddenly stopped falling: Chu Tao grabbed Junhe's arm firmly, half of his body hung outside the ramp, Qin Shi stood at the end, holding Chu Tao with one hand, and squeezing at the rock wall with the other.

The torch light faded out and seemed to sink into the water.

Xie Junhe is almost out of strength to scold.

While groping in the dark, the glow in the cave flashed with a strange blue and purple light, outlining the outline of the stone wall and stone pillars. At first, it was very faint, then it became brighter and brighter, and gradually it was possible to see the surroundings clearly, as if entering the netherworld.

The cave in front of you is at least 20 zhang deep, and the length and width are more than 10 zhang. The dark river under the feet of the oil black underground merges into a deep pool here, flowing endlessly, and I don't know where the water comes from and where it goes. The miasma rises on the water surface, and from time to time a string of white foam emerges, and two or three strange snakes as thick as giant trees poke their heads out from time to time, their green eyes exude a deep light, the snake's mouth is wide open, its fangs are exposed, and it spits out letters, and the scales on the snake's skin also seem to have a blue-purple fluorescence, stirring with the water, making a "sizzling" sound. There is an extremely narrow path in the cave wall, only half a step wide, allowing only one person to pass against the wall, but it stretches to the high ground across the dark river underground.

The three of them did not dare to make a sound, but walked slowly along the extremely narrow path of the cave wall, and even the rolling of a stone could stop them from moving, for fear of disturbing the monsters in the water.

Cross over the river and reach the high ground opposite. There was a two-foot iron gate. What kind of world is behind the iron gate?

Junhe pulled the iron gate, and the iron gate opened, making a rumbling sound.

At the same time, a dazzling light shot into the darkness, and the eyes couldn't help but turn white.

As soon as they stepped into the iron gate, the iron gate slammed shut behind them, and the three of them immediately drew their swords back to back to defend, but there was no movement.

His eyes gradually adjusted to the light, and when he looked around, he was already in a stone chamber with a length and width of ten zhang and a height of more than two zhang.

The candles around it are brightly lit, and there are stone tables and stone benches, stone beds and stone carvings. A map that resembles Jun He's hand is spread out on the large wall in the center. On the stone shelf on the left, a wall of bamboo slips, books, and scrolls is neatly stacked. On the right weapon rack are various weapons on display. The shelves are clean and there is no dust accumulation.

Jun He exclaimed, "Hey, isn't that the weapon of the short swordsman?" Following the direction of his finger, the two gathered in front of the weapon rack and looked at it carefully.

Chu Tao nodded, the sharp blade like the crescent moon was exuding a silver luster. The delicate flowing cloud pattern on the back of the knife contrasts with the heavy blood color in the depths of the blood tank. Looking at this weapon rack carefully, what is similar is not only the whirling flying knife? The long knife used by the head of the Duan family back then, and the overlord gun of Song Li, the head of the Song family, are all included in this list. There are dozens of weapons on the shelf, each of which is engraved with a name, which once followed the master to dominate the wind and clouds, shocking the rivers and lakes. It's really rare for so many divine weapons to gather in one room.

Suddenly, Chu Tao's gaze was locked on one of the weapons, and he didn't move for half a minute-

It is only more than a foot long, with a bronze sheath, a bronze handle, and a delicate cloud pattern on the head of the sword, this is exactly the short sword that disappeared with the murder of Chu Yuan! This sword has always been a symbol of the power of the head.

He had sent people to search for many years, but there were no clues, but today he was unexpectedly presented on someone else's sword stand. What a shame!

Jun He seemed to notice the abnormality of his expression and reached out to take it.

Chu Tao hurriedly stretched out his arm to block it.

It's really imprudent at this moment. The mechanism on the weapon rack is hidden, in an unpredictable place, once touched, the consequences are unimaginable.

When Jun He stopped, Chu Tao glanced at the feather-chasing short sword unwillingly.

Qin Shi casually flipped through the art of war scriptures on the shelf: "It seems that the owner of the house is also a well-educated person. Net is a martial arts classic of all factions. ”

"This is probably Jiang Shaoyun's collection, aren't you afraid?" Chu Tao pointed to the written inscription: Pear Flower Sword Spectrum. Qin Shi smiled lightly and put the thing back in its place. Chu Tao was worried: "Junhe, the owners of those weapons are all dead without exception, and I am afraid that the short knife will also ......."

Before there was time to guess, a scream was heard in the back room, and the three of them rushed along the passage to the back room.