I've Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Xu Zirong nodded with a smile, and turned his eyes ambiguously around his brother. In fact - he wanted to see his brother dance the pole dance for him, but unfortunately, so far, this is still just a dream.

Two bamboo monsters, one of them was paralyzed, fell to the ground and twitched from time to time, and the other lay on the ground and patted the mouse with his big hand again and again, but was caught by the old tree again and again. slip out.

Taking this opportunity, Xu Ziyan and the three of them quietly stepped into the small stone building. Before entering, Xu Ziyan accidentally glanced at the plaque, only to feel a white shadow flash past. When I looked closely, it disappeared again.

"elder brother?"

"It's okay." Xu Ziyan shook his head, looking at the vague words Moxuan Pavilion on the plaque, he always felt that it was not his own illusion just now.

Guided by the map, a group of people quickly found the entrance to the secret path. It was a very ordinary-looking bookcase, which was close to the wall. From the outside, it was completely impossible to see that there was a secret hidden under it. path.

The way to open the secret path is also recorded on the map, Xu Ziyan scanned around and saw a vase placed in the corner.

He walked over and twisted the vase aside vigorously, and the bookcase was lifted up along the wall, revealing the dark hole below.

Xu Ziyan didn't have time to say anything, he threw a piece of gravel to determine the depth of the cave, and then jumped down immediately.

Tianle looked at the dark tunnel with disgust, curled her lips: "I hate this kind of pitch-black place the most, I hope there are no strange things in it." After speaking, he sighed and jumped down too .

Xu Zirong rolled his eyes at him, shook his fingertips, and soon a drop of blood fell into his palm.

He jumped into the hole, and the bookcase slowly slid down and returned to its original position.

Soon, the bamboo building monster's deafening roar sounded outside the window, but no matter how he roared, he still couldn't touch the stone building.

The cave was very dark, and after the bookcase was restored to its original state, there was not even a trace of light.Fortunately, monks never lack lighting tools, so Xu Ziyan rummaged in his pocket and found a firefly ball.

The size of the firefly ball is small, but the light is very bright. Xu Zirong used a small spell to hang a few firefly balls high around them, which just illuminated the surrounding environment.

The air in the secret path is very dry and smells of dust.Several people moved forward slowly along the passage, seemingly calm, but everyone raised their hearts to the top.

It is also a trap, the strength of the two bamboo buildings outside is simply shocking, if not for their poor intelligence, they would never have a chance to enter this secret path.

But outside, they still have room to escape. If they encounter such a monster in this secret path, I am afraid that all three of them will have to confess here.

Xu Ziyan knew at the beginning that if he wanted to enter this treasure, at least he had to cultivate Nascent Soul. This was not because of any rigid rules, but because of the monsters in these secret paths, the most powerful ones had reached the cultivation level of transforming gods, and The worst thing is the Golden Core Dzogchen, without the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage, it is purely here to feed these monsters.

Back then, Bai Hua was taken advantage of by Tianle, a snake spirit, but those high-level monsters and terrorist institutions also contributed a lot.

At that time, Bai Hua was still the hero of the novel, and almost died here. Now Xu Ziyan thinks that the hero will not die, so of course he has to be more cautious.

(Tiandao: Hehe... I haven't realized my identity until now, and I'm also drunk!)

The passage was a bit long, and it took about two hours to walk all the way to see an open hall.

The floor of the hall is covered with a layer of very smooth white stone bricks, and dozens of brooms are placed in the corner... Um, no, they are brushes!

Xu Ziyan sweated silently in his heart, it was really not his fault to regard the brush as a broom, whose brush is as big as a broom!

"This is... an institution?" Tianle looked curiously at the door. The hall was very quiet, except for the stone bricks on the floor and the broom in the corner, there was basically nothing else.

Across the hall was a closed gray door, and there was no other exit except the door.

"So...how do I open the door here?" Tianle asked, rubbing her chin.

Xu Ziyan spread his hands, it was really not mentioned on this map, but no matter what, let's go in and have a look.

Ever since he got the blood beast, Xu Ziyan no longer has to worry about exploring the way.

This time it was an unlucky cat-shaped monster. As soon as it entered the room, the dozens of writing brushes in the corner were activated, jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards the blood cat.

The blood cat's movements were considered sensitive, and it jumped out of the encirclement of dozens of writing brushes in a few strokes, but there was nothing else...

Once the blood cat stepped into the room, it was immediately surrounded by brushes, but then those brushes did not move.

If the blood cat leaves the scope of the room, those brushes will return to the original corner and return to the original quiet appearance.

"It seems that this brush is not used for attacking." Xu Ziyan came to this conclusion after several observations.

"It's not an attack. Could it be that it makes you unable to write?" Tianle snorted.

Xu Zirong's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words, and his eyes turned around on the white ground. He grabbed his brother's sleeve and pointed to the ground: "Brother, do you think the ground looks like rice paper?"

Xu Ziyan glanced at the white stone bricks that he had neglected, and an idea flashed in his mind, could it be... This test is for them to use those brushes to write something on the ground to overcome it?

Speaking of which, isn't the most basic function of a brush just for writing? They seemed to be thinking a little bit wrong just now.

"Let me try it." Xu Ziyan thought about it, and decided to try it himself.

Although the blood cat is sensitive, it is only a blood beast after all, and its intelligence is limited. It is too difficult for it to write with a brush. It is better to do it yourself.

Xu Zirong was about to stop his brother, but was stopped by the other party's eyes.He took a step back silently, secretly slandering in his heart: Where did the elder brother's obsession to protect the younger brother come from?He really doesn't need his brother's protection, on the contrary, he wants to protect his brother even more...

It's a pity... only this matter, no matter how much Xu Zirong plays coquettishly, he can't change Xu Ziyan's thoughts. This is the only persistence in his brother's heart...

Xu Ziyan stepped into the hall slowly, and the moment his feet touched the white stone bricks, the writing brush at the corner of the wall flew towards him.

Xu Ziyan's heart skipped a beat, and he observed those brushes vigilantly, but he didn't expect to show a dumbfounding expression not long after.

It turned out that he actually felt a kind of eagerness to try on those brushes.

"Choose me, choose me! I'm the best!"

"Choose me quickly, I have the best figure!"

"Look here! Look here! I fly the fastest!"

Xu Ziyan: ...

With a speechless expression on his face, he looked at the dozens of brushes and really didn't know what choice to make.

"Ahem, who can tell me what's going on?" Xu Ziyan helplessly interrupted their quarrel, trying to convey this sentence with his own consciousness as much as possible.

There was a moment of silence at the scene, followed by a louder noise.

"My God! He can hear our voices!" It was a jade pen talking.

"Impossible, how can ordinary monks hear our voice?" It was a brush with almost bald hair.

"Ahhh, great! Someone can talk to us!" It was a brush with a very thin barrel.

"Wait, wait... This person can hear us, so he must be a monster too?"

'Monster' Xu Ziyan: ...

"Brother, how are you?" Xu Zirong was waiting at the door, and found that those brushes were circling excitedly around his brother, and couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"I'm fine." Xu Ziyan replied, then turned his head and continued to look at the brushes: "How about it, can anyone tell me the situation here first?"

"Um... can you really hear us?" asked an expensive-looking brush with a few pearls on the barrel.

Xu Ziyan nodded, thought for a while and said, "If you don't believe me, I can let other people come in and listen."

The group of brushes chattered for a while, and they all agreed to Xu Ziyan's proposal.

Xu Ziyan took the initiative to go out and replaced Xu Zirong.

After confirming that Xu Zirong could also hear their voices, the group of writing brushes became excited. For a moment, the whole hall was like a group of demons dancing wildly. A large piece of ink was poured down, and a few words were improvised on the white ground...

It took a full quarter of an hour to calm them down, Xu Ziyan finally had time to ask how to open the door.

The extremely thick writing brush kindly explained to Xu Ziyan that this level was originally supposed to be a literary battle, that is, the person who needs to break through the level chooses a writing brush, and then competes with another randomly selected writing brush.

If you win, you can go there naturally. If you lose, it doesn't matter, you just need to return to the original place.

Generally speaking, this is a relatively safe checkpoint, and it will not put monks' lives in danger.

It's just that all the brushes are in a state of extreme excitement now, and it seems... a little difficult to make them calm down and guard the gate honestly.

When it came to a little bit of difficulty, the thick brush silently turned his face away. Xu Ziyan looked at the brushes flying wildly in the hall, and felt that if he wanted to calm them down in a short time, the difficulty might not only be Just 'a little bit'...

"Then what can you do?" Xu Ziyan asked in a low voice to the thick brush in the water tank.

Brush twisted his thick body, and said embarrassingly: "These little guys have been bored here for too long, so if there is something a little exciting, they have to fly around like this for at least three days."

Xu Ziyan: ...