Mu Yi shook his head gently to get rid of all the hallucinations in his mind, and then walked step by step to the iron lion.
Although this iron lion doesn't look too big from a distance, it's only when you really get under it that you feel how small it is.
Mu Yi took a look and saw that the head of this iron lion was almost four feet above the ground. At least it would be almost difficult for ordinary people to climb up without the help of tools. However, this was not difficult for Mu Yi because this iron lion
It was made lifelike, with many bumps and convexities on its body that could be used for strength. What's more, the Iron Lion had one foot to lift up, and it was only a little more than a foot away from the ground. Mu Yi at least used a little force, so he rose into the air and landed on the raised hoof.
superior.
Then he took advantage of the bulge on the iron lion's body, and soon, within a few moments, Mu Yi climbed onto the iron lion's head and stood at the highest point.
At this moment, when I looked in the direction of the opening, I felt that the blue sea was rolling and endless, and even my mind suddenly broadened a lot.
Fortunately, Mu Yi did not forget the purpose of his visit. In a flash, he landed on the iron lion's nose, and the huge eyes were very close.
If you just look at it from the outside, you can't see any difference at all, but Mu Yi still chose to believe that Qian was impenetrable, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his left eye, and then slowly applied force.
"clatter!"
When Mu Yi's strength was enough to push an adult, the eyes finally sank. Then Mu Yi let go and his eyes came back. Then Mu Yi pushed harder, three times.
"Kakaka!"
Immediately, there was a sound inside the Iron Lion, and Mu Yi even felt his feet shaking slightly.
Mu Yi did not hesitate and jumped down from the iron lion. He happened to see the front legs of the iron lion split open, revealing a dark hole.
After the entrance to the cave appeared, Mu Yi did not go down immediately. Instead, he waited quietly for a while until nothing unusual was found. Then he took out the copper lamp and walked in.
The light of the copper lamp illuminated the inside brightly. Mu Yi walked down the steps. It could be seen that people should come here often. The steps were very clean and there was no dust on both sides.
Below is a secret room, which is even filled with water, food, and a bed. If he doesn't have enough money, he often retreats here to practice. Mu Yi's eyes then fell on the table. There was a brocade box there, but he didn't have it either.
To be polite, I went forward and opened it, only to see a jade seal lying quietly inside.
Perhaps because it was buried underground for so long, this jade seal looks dirty. It is also a symbol of the Han Dynasty's kingship.
When he saw this jade seal, Mu Yi almost concluded that this jade seal was the one he was looking for, and it was also the one that Qian Butong took away from Mr. Mo.
Therefore, Mu Yi directly put away the jade seal, and then continued to look around the secret room.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Mu Yi heard a faint sound in his ears, which sounded like it was coming from next door.
Mu Yi hesitated for a moment, and the power of his mind slowly emitted. After a few breaths, a smile appeared on his face, and then he walked to one side without hesitation and pushed hard against the wall.
With the sound of friction, a stone door was pushed open by Mu Yi, and at the same time a stench came from inside.
Mu Yi frowned instinctively, but still held his breath and walked in.
But when Mu Yi used the light of the copper lamp to see the scene in front of him clearly, even though he was prepared, he was also startled.
The ground showed a dark red color, and those traces were clearly the result of blood constantly falling on it and then drying it up over time.
And in the corner, curled up was a figure of flesh and blood, his limbs were locked by chains on the wall, his hair was disheveled, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. Even after hearing someone coming in, he only moved slightly and even his head was connected.
Didn't even lift it up.
There was only this figure in the secret room, but Mu Yi knew that the figure in front of him was just one of many who had been here, and it would not be the one that ended.
Seeing the miserable appearance of this figure, Mu Yi surprisingly didn't have much anger in his heart. He believed that Qian Baotong dared to talk about this place, and he didn't care what he would find out here. In other words, the people locked here had no regard for him.
It's useless, let alone afraid of being exposed.
Perhaps Qian Baotong had given up on this place since he told everything about it in order to survive.
Not sure if it was because Mu Yi had not spoken since he came in, or if it was because of the light of the copper lamp, the figure finally squirmed and slowly sat up.
Only then did Mu Yi see that his eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two scary holes.
"You're not him." The figure opened his mouth and said, probably because he hadn't spoken for a long time, so his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
"I'm just here to pick up something, do you need me to let you go?" Mu Yi said after a moment of silence.
He is not a saint, and he also knows very well that the other party has lost his eyes, and all the tendons and hamstrings have been severed. He is already a disabled person. Even if he is rescued, he will only be able to spend the rest of his life being served. I believe in that kind of life.
It may not be what he wants.
"Did you kill him?" the figure continued to ask, without even a trace of fluctuation in his voice.
"No, I just killed his two black dragons." Mu Yi said.
"What a pity." The figure shook his head. He didn't know whether it was a pity that Mu Yi didn't kill him, or a pity for the two black dragons that Mu Yi killed.
"It's a pity." Mu Yi also nodded and said.
"Can you do me a favor?" the figure suddenly said.
"What are you busy with?" Mu Yi did not agree directly, but just asked.
"Kill me." The figure said simply.
"Kill you? Don't you want to live?" Mu Yi was not surprised. After hearing these words, he even acted very calmly.
"If you destroy his black dragon, I will be useless. I will die early or late. Rather than die in his hands, it would be better for you to help me." The figure gradually became more fluent in speaking, especially if he died in his hands.
When Mu Yi killed him, it was as if he was not the one he was talking about.
"Don't you want revenge?" Mu Yi couldn't help but ask.
"Revenge? Will you help me kill him?" the figure asked.
"No." Mu Yi said after being silent for a while. Whether it was because of the oath or not, at least until Qian Baotong didn't provoke him again, he couldn't kill him. Even if he went back now, he would never find the money.
Doesn't make sense.
"That's it. Do you think that with my disabled body, I can take revenge on my own?" the figure said calmly.
"Only when you are alive can you have hope." Mu Yi said.
"Haha, you have ruined his hard work. To me, revenge is equal to revenge. There is no point in living. It is better to die early and clean. Living is too bitter." The figure chuckled and said at the end,
There was a trace of sadness in the voice.
Yes, life is too hard, at least for Renying, and even dying in Mu Yi's hands is even more of a blessing for him.
"Okay, I can help you." Mu Yi finally nodded and said.
"Thanks!"
After the figure finished speaking, Mu Yi waved a demon-killing talisman and left without looking back. He didn't even know what the other person's name was, and why he was caught here by Qian Butong and tortured like this, because these things were very harmful to him.
It's not important to anything.
Even to that person, it is no longer important.
From the moment he asked Mu Yi to kill him, he had already let go of everything, including his hatred for Qian BuTong. Maybe he no longer wanted to live, but he was unwilling to ask Qian BuTong to kill him.
.
Mu Yi left, but for some reason, a shadow seemed to cast over his heart, which made him unable to breathe. He even had the urge to destroy everything there, but in the end he couldn't do anything.
He didn't do anything, he just left silently.
Mu Yi returned all the way to Cangzhou City, but he did not immediately return to the small courtyard where he lived. Instead, he entered a restaurant, ordered a pot of wine and two dishes, sat down at the table near the window, and drank alone dully
Drink alone.
In fact, even Mu Yi doesn't know what happened to him. Is it just because he helped a poor person? But there are many poor people in this world, and Mu Yi has never been a good person. He died in his hands.
There are not even a few people.
Those people may have died for one reason or another, but one thing is that they must have family members, parents, wives and children. At least they are innocent, but they have to bear the pain of losing their loved ones.
In their eyes, Mu Yi was naturally the murderer and his crimes were extremely heinous.
Mu Yi had never considered this issue before, or maybe he had deliberately ignored it, but this time, when the man calmly asked Mu Yi to help him, Mu Yi's mood was completely disturbed.
Perhaps sensing Mu Yi's mood, the Time Bamboo placed on the table flashed, but Nian Nuer did not come out, and only a comforting thought passed into Mu Yi's mind.
"Don't worry, brother is fine." Mu Yi looked at Suiyuezhu, smiled softly, and drank the wine in the glass again.
At this time, the waiter who had just served the food came to Mu Yi and placed an envelope on the table, "Sir, someone just asked me to hand this letter to you."
"Okay, thank you." Mu Yi gestured to the waiter, then took the envelope, but he did not open it, but gently threw it out the window.
After the letter fell outside the window, it was blown by the wind and floated far away.
Mu Yi, on the other hand, never thought of reading the contents from beginning to end, but the corners of his mouth turned up instead, as if he had thought of something interesting.
"Sir, someone just sent you another letter." After a while, the waiter came over again with a strange look on his face.
"Throw it away for me." Mu Yi didn't pick it up at all this time.
"Throw it away?" The waiter was stunned and a little at a loss.
"Yes, throw it away. If someone continues to ask you to deliver letters later, just tell him that I will wait for him at the same place tonight." After Mu Yi finished speaking, he ignored the waiter standing aside and continued drinking alone.
