Years of Hua Xu

When the two stopped again, it was because the shadow was gone.

Because they were taking a secret passage that they hadn't gone through, and it was midnight, the two of them got lost in a very normal way.

The surrounding scenery seems familiar but not familiar.At least in the two people's photographic memory, there is no such scenery match.However, the two of them also understood that all the scenes were rearranged because of the secret passage.Maybe this is another look of somewhere in the villa that they are familiar with.

The two looked around but couldn't find the shadow, so they had to give up.Instead, look carefully at the environment they are in now.

They are now on a trail.The path is paved with crushed stones, separating the surrounding lush flowers and plants.Like the villa garden, the flowers and plants in Murong Villa bloom all the year round, and there is never a season, even in the cold winter.The path zigzags and stretches forward.Looking from a distance, you can see that at the end is a small courtyard surrounded by wooden fences.The wooden fence is covered with unknown soft vine plants, which seems to be isolated from the world.In the yard there is a hut made of stone with a dome.It doesn't look very big, and it's very inconspicuous.But what the two thought was—before, no matter day or night, they were sure that they had never seen such a yard, nor such a hut.

The two walked towards the courtyard step by step.

A strong premonition suddenly surged in Su Biluo's heart. There was something he was looking for on this trip ahead, but it was also accompanied by extremely unknown dangers.Su Biluo firmly believed in her premonition, because it was an instinctive premonition of danger and quest items that people who have been in the dark all year round would have.But no matter how dangerous it is, he has no reason to back down.

Both of them pushed aside the wooden fence with such awareness.

The cold moonlight shone silvery in the courtyard.The yard was a piece of dark brown soil with nothing planted.Only a few crooked gravel paths lead to the middle hut.It doesn't match the scene of flowers and plants everywhere in the villa.

"It's only a few steps from the fence to the hut, but three different trails have been built, which doesn't look normal." Su Biluo rubbed his chin.

"Normal or not, just try it. The Central Plains is really a strange place, even the yard is built so strangely." Lan Jueshu glared at him, as if venting his dissatisfaction with the yard on him.It's a pity that blindfolded, the power of the eye knife has dropped by more than a little.

Su Biluo was noncommittal, but began to study the path in the yard.

Seeing that Su Biluo hadn't made a move, Lan Jueshu picked up three stones from the ground, took out a small bottle from his bosom and poured a drop of liquid on the stones.Throw three pebbles down the three paths at the same time as you did by the datura bushes.He had thought that the result would be like the datura bushes, that there was always a safe way, but he was wrong.

Just when the three stones flew over the trail, they were blasted down by sharp arrows that shot out from the soil.Lan Jueshu didn't believe in evil, so he picked up a few more stones and shot them in all directions of the courtyard instead of the path.It's a pity that the fate of these stones is no different from the three stones just now, they were all shot down by sharp arrows.The two couldn't help but looked at each other.

"There must be a switch to control those arrows somewhere here." Su Bi frowned, folded her arms, because she was not sure whether there were poisonous organs on the wooden fence, so she didn't dare to touch it with her hands.

"Brother Su, look quickly." Lan Jueshu's face suddenly became terrifying, and he pointed to the dark brown soil and whispered to Su Biluo.

Su Biluo was studying the bamboo fence, his gaze turned to the soil.The soil in the courtyard is a little darker than usual, and there is no grass growing on it, and there are no other strange things.Because of the random arrows flying just now, there are now many arrows scattered across the soil in a mess.Su Biluo took a closer look, but was surprised to find that those arrows were slowly sinking, and in just a moment of divine effort, some arrows had completely submerged into the soil.Suddenly, Su Biluo had eight big words in his mind—recycling, extremely delicate.