The iron cover at the tunnel entrance looked very heavy, and there was a thick iron chain on it, which was locked to the iron buckle on the other side.
In the dark cabin, Huang Xiaoshi could only rely on his sense and touch. He stretched out his hand to touch the iron cover, followed the iron cover to the iron chain, and then followed the iron chain to the iron buckle.
This set of silly and thick things are very strong, and Huang Xiaoshi's internal strength cannot tear them off or bend them. No matter how powerful your martial arts is, there are limits. After all, those who practice martial arts are only flesh and blood.
Rather than some extraordinary body.
Huang Xiaoshi reached out and pulled the iron buckle again. This iron buckle was a piece of mixed iron five or six feet long. It was standing upright and was smashed into the mud little by little. In the end, only this buckle remained.
The head is outside.
So it seems impossible to pull it out.
Are you still going to steal the key?
Don't panic.
Huang Xiaoshi had anticipated this situation for a long time, and it was time to show off his unique skills.
Huang Xiaoshi turned his head and reached out to touch the big iron lock.
Since he advanced, Huang Xiaoshi has been practicing various uses of internal force. In addition to his martial arts striking ability, he is also trying to use the external internal force to do more incredible things, such as crossing a box.
Touch the number of Pai Gow in the box, for example, touch the tabletop and flip the dice in the bowl.
The more Huang Xiaoshi practices, the more he realizes that the function of releasing internal force through the air is extremely extraordinary. It is even a new rule that transcends "martial arts" and enters "immortal martial arts".
To put it to the extreme, Huang Xiaoshi wouldn't be surprised at all if someone in the future develops a pair of invisible hands with the ability to release internal energy, or develop magical skills like a hedgehog.
Imagination is the primary productive force. This is what we mean by how bold a person is, and how productive the land is.
By then, the world may be completely distorted.
Let’s not talk too much about it, let’s just say that Huang Xiaoshi can still do the unlocking in front of him.
Huang Xiaoshi reached out and touched the lock, and began to sense the internal structure of the lock through internal force. No matter what kind of mechanical lock it was, its core principle was to turn the lock cylinder, but turning the lock cylinder did not necessarily only rely on the key.
This is why a thief can pick a lock with a piece of wire.
This thing is still a bit difficult for the current Huang Xiaoshi. It is a kind of skill. It is like the character operation in the game. You know the methods and rules. Watch the master play it smoothly, and you can really get started by yourself.
, the game will write a big "dish" for you every minute.
After working on it for a full quarter of an hour, if Huang Xiaoshi hadn't been using his internal energy to calm down his mood, he would have smashed the lock long ago.
After playing with it for a long time, Huang Xiaoshi gradually found the trick. After trying it more than ten times, he only heard a soft "click" sound.
The lock is unlocked.
After Huang Xiaoshi took off the big lock, he pulled the chain hard, and a dark hole appeared in front of him. In an instant, a strong smell of feces rushed out, catching Huang Xiaoshi off guard, who was unprepared.
Then I suffered a big loss.
If the aura of Shit Alley was created by the joint efforts of many people and is very layered, then the aura of this cave is accumulated over time and becomes mellow over time.
I can imagine that there may be no lighting in this cave. The servant carries the bucket in one hand and the food box in the other, and also holds the lamp with his hand, so it is inevitable that the bucket will be knocked over.
As for knocking it down, it is knocked down, and it is impossible for the servants to clean it up.
In addition, there is no ventilation here, so over time, the smell here will naturally become extremely unpleasant.
…
After regaining his breath, Huang Xiaoshi held his breath, turned on his senses, turned over and jumped into the hole.
Jumping in is not really jumping, it's going down on a ladder.
The hole is very deep, about two feet long. It goes straight up and down, and the entrance is not big, so there is only a wooden ladder (a ladder dug out of a log) placed at an angle close to 90 degrees.
The wooden ladder is very difficult to walk up. To be honest, it does take a certain amount of effort to climb up this kind of wooden ladder with two hands. It is normal for some buckets to be spilled.
There was a flat passage at the bottom of the cave, and no wind was felt. Huang Xiaoshi took a slow breath and found that the air here was extremely turbid.
This is no wonder, because one end is basically closed. Even if there is a ventilation hole on the other side, there is basically no convection of the air, and it is still good for people to breathe.
This is why many caves easily accumulate poisonous gas.
Regarding this, Huang Xiaoshi was also prepared for this. As long as he was running the [Shen Nong Liuli Gong], he would not be afraid even if this place turned into a poisonous gas pit.
After walking in the dark for a long time relying on his senses, Huang Xiaoshi was about to get out of his claustrophobia, when he heard a faint cough from in front of him.
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaoshi no longer restrained his footsteps. He sped up a few steps and finally walked into a large stone room.
Although there was no light at the moment, Huang Xiaoshi could tell that this was a huge stone house. Except for a small door and a small air hole above the head, the space of the whole house was not large.
Huang Xiaoshi felt that this house was like digging a room out of a huge boulder in the middle.
In one corner of the room, there was an empty bucket. On the other side of the room, there was a small wooden bed, and an old man was sitting on the wooden bed.
There was a collar with an iron chain hanging around the old man's neck, and the other end of the collar was driven into the stone wall.
"This is your first time here. This is not the time to deliver food." The old man said.
His voice was a little hoarse and very thick. After living in such a dirty place without seeing the sun for so many years, it was inevitable that he would have some hidden lung diseases.
"Boom".
Huang Xiaoshi didn't care that the ground was wet and smelly. He didn't say anything, but knelt directly on the ground.
After kowtowing respectfully to the old man three times, Huang Xiaoshi choked with sobs and said to the old man: "Disciple Li Huan, pay your respects to the teacher!"
"Oh?" The old man heard Huang Xiaoshi kneeling to him and calling him teacher. After thinking for a moment, the old man asked Huang Xiaoshi, "You are?"
"Father Li Qin."
"Ah, it turns out to be Qin'er's child, come here and let me see it." Although the old man said he was looking, in fact he couldn't see anything now and could only reach out and touch it.
After Huang Xiaoshi walked over a few steps, he realized that Li Cangzhen couldn't come over. The iron chain around his neck was very short, and he couldn't even walk to the door. The only scope of movement for the whole day was this small stone room.
The majestic King of Heaven seems to be locked in such a dungeon that never sees the light of day.
After Huang Xiaoshi walked over in a few steps, a dry but warm hand touched Huang Xiaoshi's body, and then touched Huang Xiaoshi's face.
Li Cangtian couldn't reach out to touch Huang Xiaoshi's face, which meant that he had lost the ability to perceive in secret.
"So young. How old are you this year?" Li Cangtian asked Huang Xiaoshi.
"Twenty-one." Huang Xiaoshi said.
After Li Cangtian sighed, he said pityingly to Huang Xiaoshi: "The one who is the emperor now is your second uncle. Poor baby, you must have suffered a lot in these years."
Li Cangtian had already guessed a lot of things just because Huang Xiaoshi came over alone in the middle of the night, and his words made Huang Xiaoshi feel a little mixed.
No matter what, it was not Li Cangtian's turn to say that he was pitiful, but he did.
Because in Li Cangtian's heart, Huang Xiaoshi was really pitiful. A dignified prince and heir to an empire, Mingzhu secretly cast his allegiance.
It’s not that you have to stand in a higher position to pity others. In this world, people are more connected by the same fate.
With Li Cangtian's words, Huang Xiaoshi's mind suddenly changed. Not only did he want to rescue Li Cangtian, but he also wanted to cure his illness.
To save the world from collapse, it is not enough to rely on oneself alone. For someone as caring as Li Cangtian to take over the Tianlong Sect again, even if he cannot be used for his own benefit, it will be a good thing for the people of the world.
Of course, it is entirely possible that Li Cangtian was deceiving himself with false emotions.
So what if I cheated.
Huang Xiaoshi would admit someone who could move him to the point of feeling sad, even if he was lying.
"Teacher, I'm here to rescue you this time!" Huang Xiaoshi pushed Li Cangtian away and pulled out the short knife on his waist.
"The sword follows your heart, but its power is invisible."
Huang Xiaoshi poured his inner strength into the short knife, and slashed at the iron chain with one stroke.
