Who is it?

Ye Ran suddenly thought of the slender black shadow that suddenly flashed outside the tent before he crossed the moat.

Or is there something else?

Ye Ran pinched the photo in his hand and vaguely had a conjecture.

What Wen Jin wanted to leave them was not this notebook at all, nor was it anything in it.

On the contrary, the most important content of this note has long been torn out by her.

The things that are left behind seem to be important, but in reality nothing is leaked, and they happen to be the most irrelevant things.

What Wen Jin really wants to stay is a warning.

And it's a warning that only the little brother will know how to find.

Ke Wenjin said that they have followed all the way.

None of them even noticed.

Could it be said that "it" has been transformed into a panzi?

Or

is it a non-existent thing, and what Wenjin wants to express is a deeper meaning.

In short, everything around him became untrustworthy next.

But is Wen Jin really credible

? Why should he believe what Wen Jin said?

Ye Ran's brain flashed through a lot of thoughts in an instant, and he looked back at the little brother beside him, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, Panzi's voice rang out:

"Master Ye, Zhang is dumb?"

and "I've called you twice." Why doesn't anyone care?"

I said, there are two roads ahead, to the left or to the right. As

he spoke, he shone a flashlight.

Before the flashlight shone over, Ye Ran moved quickly, stuffed the photo back into the notebook, and handed the notebook to the little brother.

Ye Ran said: "We have all read this note, but the little brother hasn't read it yet."

"That's too.

Panzi scratched his hair, and his voice was a little confused:

"That Qilin, Master Ye, have you two finished reading it?"

"If you're done, come and show us the way."

Ye Ran hummed, agreed to "come", and walked forward with the little brother.

Sure enough, there are two entrances ahead.

Ye Ran quickly deduced it with the sixteen-character secret technique, and was about to speak, when he heard the little brother say in a low voice:

"Left." The

four of them entered the entrance on the left, and after descending a few flights of steps, they began to walk on again.

After walking forward for a distance, Ye Ran found that the layout of this underground palace was different from what he had imagined at the beginning.

They don't seem to have entered the real dungeon yet.

The further you go, the lower the height above your head becomes, the narrower the road becomes, and you have to bend down to keep going.

Panzi's physique is relatively strong, plus he walks in the front, the lowest height, and his voice is also a little aggrieved, coming from the front:

"The owner of this forbidden land is too stingy, and he still built the house so low when he died." He's lying down, but we're still standing!" Ye

Ran felt a little funny, he shook his head, and said, "I'm afraid this is not a real underground palace, it's an underground passage. If I'm not mistaken, this passage should be used to dredge the underground river, and it is also used for the tribute in the underground palace. "

Ever since they entered this passage, there have been broken crockpots on both sides of the road.

Fortunately, there is no corpse moth king in it.

So Ye Ran guessed that these crockpots should have been used as tribute at that time.

The passage they are taking now, before the death of the owner of the forbidden land, can also be called the earliest drainage system of antiquity.

"I'll go. The

panzi, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped.

He took a hard breath and said, "Zhang Qilin, will the road you lead work? If I go any further, I will be squeezed into canned food." Along

the way, the little brother's face has already returned to normal.

His expression didn't change, it was still faint, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

Hearing Panzi say this, the little brother spit out two words lightly.

"Hurry up.

"Damn, can I not want to be fast? This place is so crowded that I can't even lift my head, I can't see the road clearly, I can't walk fast."

Panzi complained, and suddenly said "huh".

"Good guy, it's finally come to the end, I thought I was going to be squeezed to death, but I didn't expect to drill through the most crowded place, and the front is quite spacious. What kind of devil's pattern of underground palace

is this?" Ye Ran said: "I said it, this is actually a drainage system, which is used to control the flow of underground rivers in the rainy season, when the water rises particularly severely, and it is very narrow in some places, which is normal. With

that, all four of them went over.

After Ye Ran stood still, he looked around.

After drilling through, it has indeed become much more spacious.

It can also be seen that from here, thousands of years ago, the traces of activity in the underground palace became frequent.

The walls are painted with lifelike murals.

These murals were only swept by Panzi's flashlight, and Ye Ran only had time to see clearly that there seemed to be many snakes of different shapes and colors painted on the walls, and the painting style was very exaggerated.

He took out a flashlight and wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly there was a cracking sound from Ah Ning's feet.

"Be careful!"

Then Ah Ning's voice sounded, with a hint of nervousness in the coldness:

"The ground is full of crockpots, and some of them are sealed, and they haven't been opened yet...... "

If it is opened, maybe there is something inside?

It may be the Corpse Worm King, it may be the poisonous gas that has accumulated for thousands of years, and it may be something else.

Although he has now inherited the Suzaku bloodline, this bloodline should have an anti-poison effect.

However, Panzi and Ah Ning didn't.

Ye Ran slowed down, walked carefully to the side of the mural, and looked at it in detail with a flashlight.

These murals are completely opposite to the painting style of the spire snake head in the imaginary space, without any realistic characteristics, very distorted and magical.

The painting is actually in the shape of a snake, with a woman's head and face growing on it, and it looks particularly seductive.

And underneath these monsters with snake faces and bodies, there are full clay pots.

Some residents knelt around and raised their hands reverently.

It's like praying, it's like asking, it's like giving something......

Ye Ran frowned, what this mural wanted to express was really too weird, and he wanted to take a closer look.

After all, this definitely has a lot to do with the dungeon they are going to go deep into next.

At this moment, Ah Ning suddenly said "Huh?".

He said strangely

, "Panzi, what's on the top of your head

?" and "Why are there all white debris?" Isn't it time for you to wash your hair?"

"What are you kidding, I have not been in any dirty and messy environment, and I have long been Xi to it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched his head.

In the next second, Pan Zi ripped off a long string of things directly from the top of his head.

The moment they saw this thing, the faces of everyone in the underground passage changed.

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