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"what is that?"

"Lord Buddha, have you ever heard of Xuan Guandao? The fact that Mother Tianzun is here shows that the thing underneath has a lot of background."

[Chang Sheng, he must have a big background. 】

Zhang Qishan's eyebrows twitched. How could this girl be thinking something shocking in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face at all.

Immortality? Then he would understand why so many people are flocking to it. But what is the thing that can make people live forever?

The Zhang family's lifespan is probably much longer than that of ordinary people because of this thing.

How did she know so many inside stories? Or is she really a member of the Zhang family?

"Guys, you really can't go inside, there are really ghosts!" The old man squatted beside the rock wall and told everyone a story.

When he was still young, his father was already a mine worker.

Because he can speak foreign languages, he is very popular among those people. When a bronze door was dug in the mine, those people did not allow them to follow it in.

While they were waiting anxiously to get in, they heard screams coming from inside, and then those people ran out in fear.

When the bronze door was closed, thick smoke-like black mist floated out from inside, and those people were killed by the black mist.

When talking about these things, the old man became obviously afraid, but the fear did not reach his eyes.

"I remember very clearly that my father said there was a saying on the door - 'Those who enter this door should give up all hope.'"

[Those people died because they deserved to die. I hope that when facing us, the things inside will be a little more tempered. Otherwise... I can't control myself. It would be terrible if I die. 】

‘Sir Niao Niao has thought too much, and now you have no choice but to run for your life. ’

Xiaojiu's words were like sharp blades, piercing into Niao Niao's heart, making her instantly depressed.

"Get out of the way, let me do it." He walked behind Zhang Qishan, who was trying to open the iron door, and his tone was a little cold.

Zhang Qishan was a little puzzled. He was in a good mood just now, but why did he change so quickly?

Although he was confused, he pulled everyone back a few steps with a wink.

Holding the young master's curls, his whole temperament became sharp, like a sword that had just been unsheathed, confident and flamboyant.

With a movement of his wrist, the solid iron door was split in half. Niao Niao took the young master, turned around and walked to Zhang Qishan, pointing at the iron gate.

"All right."

Ba Ye's eyes were a little shocked under his glasses, his mouth was open and his body was a little stiff. Now he believed that what Niao Niao said could protect him was true.

Not only Master Ba, but also Zhang Qishan was a little shocked. But what he was more interested in was the sword in her hand.

"The sword is good."

[That’s right, this is made from Yun Tie. Really cutting iron like clay. 】

When she heard someone praising her sword, Niao Niao's mood suddenly brightened. She put her sword on her arm and said brightly: "That's right, this is the best sword in the world, and of course it is also the best sword in the world."

"Niao Niao, how can anyone praise themselves as the best in the world?"

After Ba Ye finished speaking, he wanted to touch the sword. Niao Niao snorted coldly, swung his sword over his head, and sneered: "When did I say that I am the best in the world?"

[You fortune teller, let me tell you, you have already entered the naughty little book! 】

After passing the statue of Tianshan Mother, not long after walking to the left, there were two more bowls of water on the rocks.

"Ba Ye, look what's going on." Zhang Qishan sat on the rock, crossed his legs and looked at Ba Ye.

Ba Ye bent down and looked at it for a while, then raised his head and said in surprise: "It seems those people also hired an Onmyoji."

"Do you still know Onmyoji?"

"Their onmyoji is secretly learned from ours. Lord Buddha, look, these two bowls of water correspond to river water and well water respectively."

"The water in the well will not interfere with the water in the river?"

"Yes, Lord Buddha, this road is probably used by both the dead and the living. There must be something bad down there."

"Yes, yes, it's haunted. Let's leave quickly." The old man tried his best to persuade them to get out quickly.

Master Ba was not happy anymore. He stood up and pointed a flashlight at him, shouting loudly: "It's up to you whether there are ghosts or not? If you make any more noise, Buddha will shoot you!"

Stung by the strong light of the flashlight, the old man quickly covered his eyes with his hands, shrank back and said, "Don't dare, don't dare."

[For the first time, the term "fake power of a fox and a tiger's power" is embodied. The eighth master is really relying on the favor of the Buddha. He is so confident that the Buddha will shoot you at any time. 】

Zhang Qishan sat up from the rock, picked up a bowl of water next to him, raised his hand and poured out the water without changing his expression.

"Oh, Lord Buddha, this... something big is going to happen." Master Ba was so anxious that he almost jumped.

"Laoba, it's okay for you to believe this. But I don't believe it, so keep moving forward."

When we arrived at the center of the mine, there were only rocks to be dug around, and several cave entrances were blocked by gravel.

"Lord Buddha, there seems to be no way out."

"Since we can drive the train out, it means there is another way. If we don't find it today, no one will be able to leave."

When Zhang Qishan became angry, everyone fell silent and quickly dispersed to find another cave entrance.

The adjutant found the switch in the mine and tried it, but he didn't expect that these electrical facilities could still be used.

As soon as the switch is turned on, the mine suddenly becomes like daylight. With these miner's lamps, several people quickly found the exit.

Walking along the newly found mine tunnel, there are many logs strung across the rock wall, and many hemp ropes hanging from the logs.

The dense hemp ropes look a bit scary.

Qi Baye held the electric light and bent down to carefully observe the wood scattered on the ground.

"Oh my God!" He suddenly shouted, holding a light and hiding behind Zhang Qishan.

"Master Ba, what did you see again?" The adjutant smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

"I can't say it, I'll scare you to death if I say it."

"If we don't ask, Master Ba will not be able to help but tell us." Zhang Qishan turned his head and chuckled.

"Ahhhhh..." The old man didn't know what he saw, so he yelled and ran away to the side of the mine tunnel.

The adjutant raised his feet to chase, but Zhang Qishan said calmly: "There is no need to chase. He probably doesn't know how to walk the rest of the way. It will be a burden to carry him around."

"No, Lord Buddha, this is about our lives, are you not curious at all?" Master Ba didn't care about the old man running away. How could Lord Buddha know that he wouldn't be able to hold it in if no one asked him.

"Okay, let me tell you. I just noticed that there are hanging marks on those logs, which shows that someone hanged himself on them."

He looked at Lord Buddha seriously and said with some fear: "Looking at the dense hemp ropes on the wood, there must be many innocent souls here. Lord Buddha, why don't we go forward."

[It’s quite neat, one carrot and one pit. I don’t know what happened. Looking at these hemp ropes, it looks like a mass grave. 】

Zhang Qishan pinched his neck and pushed him to the side of the mine.

"Lord Buddha, there is no way here, let's go back." After walking a few steps, Master Ba began to persuade him to go back.

"These mines are so complicated that I can't believe there's no way out here." Zhang Qishan looked around and kicked the water tank next to him.

The dark red water tank received external force, and the water inside began to rotate in a spiral shape.

"Eighth Master." Zhang Qishan pinched the edge of the water tank, looking a little excited.