After hearing some noise and making sure that something wasn't coming, he continued to move towards the place where the sound was heard.
Not far away, there was another ascending step, and the sound came from above the step.
Before going up there, you can feel that the temperature up here is not normal. It seems a bit high, which is very different from the cool tunnel environment.
What's going on? Yu Qing was curious and turned up again.
When we reached the end of the steps, the clanging sound above our heads quickly disappeared, but we could hear some strange noises and someone talking vaguely.
Lifting the oil lamp for illumination, there was a large stone slab fixed on top by two iron rods. The temperature under the stone slab was even higher, giving it a burning sensation.
He tried to reach out and touch it. As soon as he touched it, it was so hot that he flicked his fingers and immediately realized that there was a fire burning on the stone slab.
The steps lead to this place. This is obviously an entrance and exit. How could someone happen to be lighting a fire up there? It stands to reason that with such a secret passage, no one can easily access the entrance.
After observing for a while under the oil lamp, I found that there was actually a metal chute where the two iron rods and the stone slab met. In other words, the stone slab could be pushed and pulled, but there was a metal piece stuck at one end. To push the stone slab away,
, the metal parts must be turned first.
He wanted to open it and take a look, but there was obviously someone outside, and he didn't know who it was, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
I noticed that there was dust blocking the gap at the top of the stone slab. I reached into the pocket of the servant's clothes and took out a thin bamboo stick. I gently inserted it into the gap on the top of the stone slab and dug it out. The blocked dust was peeled away little by little.
Finally, a gap was slowly opened, revealing the firelight above.
He endured the scorching heat and took a closer look into the gap. After a short observation, he understood what was going on above.
Above is a stove in a kitchen. A fire is burning inside, and sparks and firewood ash are constantly falling on the stone slab. The clinking sound just now should be that someone is removing the ashes from the stove.
This entrance and exit is actually in the kitchen stove.
Yu Qing was a little speechless, and listened carefully, only to vaguely hear a few women laughing and chatting in slang, as if they were preparing a late-night snack.
Feeling bored, he turned around and left.
When he was walking down the stairs to the end, he suddenly felt something was wrong again. He lowered the oil lamp in his hand and stared at the ground carefully. He vaguely felt that there was a faint mist floating against the ground, which was not more than a foot above the ground.
Previously, I only found that the surface and walls of the tunnel were relatively moist, but I didn't see any mist floating on the ground.
He held up the oil lamp and took a closer look, and found that there were dense clouds of light in just such areas, while the areas further away seemed to fade.
Looking back at the top of the steps, I felt that it might be caused by the high and low temperatures here.
In order to verify his guess, he squatted down and reached out to feel the temperature of the ground.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he put his hand into the mist, his big head, which was temporarily hidden in his sleeve, suddenly began to whistle sonorously.
This cry, the sound echoed in the tunnel, and I don't know how far it can be transmitted. It almost frightened him. He jumped up, changed his hand from the oil lamp, and pinched the big head in his sleeve. It was obviously
To shut up the big head.
At the same time, he blew out the oil lamp with a cry to avoid being discovered by anyone coming over.
"You are my uncle!"
The bulk of the head was pulled out of the sleeves, and the furious man cursed in a low voice.
He has slowly retreated to the back steps and hid under the stone slab. If he finds something is wrong, he will lift the bottom of the pot and get out first.
The big head in his hand stopped barking.
This is Big Tou's habit. When he wants to bark, he just barks once, so as not to waste his loud voice.
Yu Qing knew about this nature, but he was really shocked just now and subconsciously wanted to cover Datou's mouth.
After he calmed down a little, he realized something was wrong. He knew that Datou never barked randomly. He was either provoked by someone or touched by something.
He immediately thought of the scene where he reached into the mist just now, and felt a little shocked. What's wrong with the mist?
He immediately checked his body carefully and found nothing unusual.
He was suspicious, his heartstrings were tense, and he was on high alert for his surroundings. Because Da Tou's voice was making a noise, he also put Da Tou on his shoulder.
The slang talk and laughter on the stone slab continued vaguely, and it seemed that Big Head's cry was not heard.
After waiting quietly for about half an hour, and making sure that he heard no unusual noise, he lit the oil lamp again and quietly went down the steps, not forgetting to take another look at the mist under the steps.
After being yelled at by Da Tou, he no longer dared to stay for a long time. He quickly retreated and pulled out the road signs he had inserted in the cracks in the wall.
Running quickly, after passing a fork in the road, everyone else had already passed by, but suddenly stopped, then stepped back, raised a hand and put it on his ear, listened, then quickly turned around and walked towards another road.
After walking for quite some distance, the sound of "Ao Ao" became clearer and clearer.
That's right, the sound that was neither a dog nor a cat, but a bit like a tiger's, was the sound he remembered. He had no choice but to go to his place to eat the rotten meal this morning. It must be the little dog's spiritual pet.
Isn't this little dog raised by the third lady?
It was precisely for this reason that he gave up on evacuating quickly and took the risk to see what happened.
Thinking of Wen Xin's appearance he had seen during the day, his heart felt like a young man's longing, and he walked a little faster.
The young man's mentality has already forgotten the danger and just wants to take a look at what Wen Xin is doing.
When he passed another fork in the road, he suddenly stopped again, breathed, and raised the oil lamp in another dark direction. He could not see the end, but only smelled a fragrance.
A kind of fragrance that is vaguely present but can suddenly feel very strong, like osmanthus.
What was in the darkness? Yu Qing was confused and curious, but in the end his eyes were seduced by the incessant calls of "Ao Ao" and he continued to move forward quickly.
The screams became clearer and clearer, and they sounded very painful.
An ascending step appeared on the side of the road, which was where the cry came from, and he immediately ran up it.
The end was blocked by a huge rockery. He saw the metal ring on the edge of the exit. He reached out from the gap outside and looked at the right angle. He should be able to touch the metal ring. He knew that this might be the mechanism to open the exit.
, but didn’t dare to pull away, someone was talking outside.
After extinguishing the oil lamp, he lay on the gap and looked out. In the pavilion not far away, three women were surrounding a stone table with an iron cage placed on the stone table.
The three women were Wen Xin, Song Pingping and Xiao Hong.
Yu Qing only knew Wen Xin, not the other two.
There was no other two in his eyes, he only stared at Wen Xin.
Wen Xin had obviously come out after taking a shower. She had long black hair and a different kind of charm under the lantern. On this bright moonlit night, in his eyes, there were only four words: the moon is shy and the flowers are shy!
The dog was barking terribly, rolling around in the cage, and just howling non-stop.
It was late at night, and Yu Qing didn't know why the dog kept howling. No wonder he heard the noise in the tunnel.
All in all, it was so noisy that one couldn't hear what the three women were saying, and Wen Xin's face was filled with a look of intolerance.
Yu Qing stared closely at her every move in the dark, daydreaming wildly. It would be great if Wen Xin could give up her glory and wealth and come back to Linglongguan with him. If you are poor, be poorer. Men farming and women weaving can live on. As long as they can get along day and night,
He was too lazy to take any more risks.
Of course, he can also work hard to make money for Wen Xin.
Even the image of Wen Xin's pregnant belly wanting to give birth to children for him had appeared in his mind, and he was even imagining what the children's names would be.
Then I thought about it, but if I have wealth and wealth, why would I go into the mountains with you and suffer poverty?
Do you work hard to make money for others? I'm afraid that the money you earn all your life is not enough for their pocket money, and all the pets they keep are Ziyunjuan.
Give up your identity as the head of Linglong Temple to marry into your wife? In the eyes of the Wen family, what do you mean to Linglong Temple? Do they like you?
What's the point of deceiving someone with the identity of Ash Heng's spy? What's more, if it can't stand the test, the secret will be exposed sooner or later, and the enemy will come after hearing the news.
They are already engaged, and the person they are marrying is a kid from a famous family. But you are not good at literature or martial arts, have no money, no ability, and no family background. You are just a wild boy from the country. Why should they give up a kid from a famous family and follow you? You can't even dream of it.
Don't do this.
As I thought about it, the beautiful fantasy disappeared, leaving only a sad look on my face.
"Ouch..."
The dog's endless barking suddenly stopped, his nose quivered, he suddenly rolled up, turned around, and shook his head and tail enthusiastically in the direction of the rockery.
"..."
The three girls were stunned, not knowing what was going on. They all slowly turned around and looked in the direction of its good intentions.
Yu Qing shrank his head in fear, and quickly tiptoed back to the entrance, sneaked back into the tunnel, lit the oil lamp, and breathed a sigh of relief after walking a little further.
Soon, the little puppy's helpless growl sounded again.
Yu Qing muttered and cursed, "Father or mother is dead, why are you crying so miserably? I'm sick, I'm scared, I'll do something evil today."
What really dissatisfied him was that it interrupted his appreciation of Wen Xin.
When he reached the intersection where he smelled the fragrance before, he smelled it again. When he shined the oil lamp in his hand, it was still pitch black and bottomless in front of him.
After hesitating again and again, now that he was here, he thought about it and walked in to take a look, following the scent and exploring step by step.
This section of the road gradually made Yu Qing feel strange. It was a bit long and there were no forks in the road.
Suddenly, the aroma disappeared, and a stench came oncoming. The aroma seemed to prevent the stench from spreading out.
Holding his breath, he raised the oil lamp and looked around, trying to determine where the stench was coming from. His eyes flashed and he saw a figure floating vaguely in the air in front of him.
His heart was suddenly startled, and when he looked closely, the shadow of Wen Xin in his heart was suddenly frightened away.
The floating figure is vaguely a skeleton!
The skeleton is still wearing clothes.
Yu Qing, who was on high alert, soon realized something was wrong. The floating skeleton was motionless. He calmed down and observed carefully, only to find that the skeleton was hanging by a rope.
He saw steps at the foot of the skeleton again.
He held an oil lamp and took a closer look, and found something strange about the skeleton, so he climbed up the steps to take a look. He found that there was an empty space behind the steps, and there was a deep pit with a mess of skeletons piled up in the pit.
And the stinking skeleton was hanging in front of him, as if it was about to reach out and touch him at any time.
