Zhang Wenyuan shook her eyes at me while speaking. Her meaning was probably: Let me make a gesture first, and she took the opportunity to help me get rid of it.

I said calmly: "The dead man on the ground is my explanation. You are known as the three eyes. Can't you even see the dead man around you? If you really can't see it, just look at the blood on the ground."

As the disciples of the Three Eyes Sect turned their heads, their expressions changed several times. No matter what the expressions left on their faces in the end, they could no longer lift the knife in their hands.

Because, they saw my nine-star waning moon slashing on a man who had been dead for a long time.

Although it is difficult for people who are manipulated by secret techniques or magic to distinguish the truth from falsehood, there is the easiest way in the art of art, which can distinguish the other person's life and death in an instant, that is, bloodletting.

The blood of living people is bright red and warm. Because the blood of dead people is no longer circulating, they will inevitably turn blood black or even solidify.

The disciple of the Three-eyed Sect lying on the ground was black blood.

The people in the Three-eyed Gate could not see the other person's reality, it was not because they were not capable. If I didn't change into a pair of ghost eyes, I would still not be able to see through the life and death of that person.

Zhang Wenyuan personally pulled down my Nine Stars and Cang Yue and handed it to me with both hands. When I caught the scimitar, I stared at the other party's eyes and said, "Friend, I already know where your secret is."

Zhang Wenyuan was slightly stunned: "Who are you talking to?"

"Of course I'm going to Mu Kui!" As I spoke, I took out the Dragon Heart Secret Picture from my body and shook it in the air: "Are you looking for this place?"

Zhang Wenyuan's eyes showed a bit of gloom since the appearance of the secret picture, but the expression on her face did not change at all.

I suddenly collected the secret picture: "Zhang Wenyuan, it's your turn to make a decision now."

Zhang Wenyuan took a deep breath, suddenly separated her right fingers and suddenly inserted them into her eye sockets. Blood burst out from her fingertips. The disciple of the Three Eyes Gate drew his sword again: "Wu Wen, are you looking for death?"

"Shut up!" Zhang Wenyuan said in a deep voice: "I fell into the opponent's secret technique. If I don't dig my own eyes, the other party will definitely know our actions well. This matter has nothing to do with Wu Wen."

When Zhang Wenyuan spoke, her fingertips were still bleeding down, and the blood in her eyes continued to flow. However, Zhang Wenyuan seemed to stand in front of me without any sense, and drank away the disciples of the Three-Eyed Sect who were looking for revenge for me.

I have to admire Zhang Wenyuan's decisiveness. She does have a bit of a manly demeanor.

In Zhang Wenyuan's heart, the three-eyed door was more important than anything else. Otherwise, she would not have been so calm after she crawled her eyes.

For the sake of the Three Eyes, she can sacrifice everything, including herself.

Here is her stubbornness and her feelings for Zhang Wentao.

I looked at Zhang Wenyuan for a moment before whispering softly: "Yan Xin, help your aunt stop the blood first."

Zhang Yanxin pulled her aunt aside with tears in her eyes, but I looked at the hole where we were descending.

I showed the secret picture of Dragon Heart in front of Zhang Wenyuan to delay time and to create opportunities for myself. However, the gamble for this opportunity is too great.

Although I guessed that the direction pointed by the Dragon Heart Secret Picture was in the water, I didn’t know how to get into the water?

I don’t have the ability to predict the future, so I can only bet on winning or losing in other directions.

If you bet right, everyone here can live.

The wrong bet was that this abandoned mine was the place where I took the disciples of the Three Eyes Sect to fight with the sect craftsman.

What I bet is that Ye Chan can protect Wan Zihao.

My idea is very simple. Since the Eight Demon Tombs should go deep into the ground layer by layer, why did the maker still hold up the Eight Temples on the ground? Eight Temples must have their meaning.

If the gang craftsman Mu Kui doesn't kill Wan Zihao, he will not be able to take the next step. He must first confront Ye Chan.

If Mu Kui looks for Ye Chan first, I still have the possibility of breaking through; if Mu Kui comes to grab the secret picture in my hand first, I will have to fight the other party.

I may not lose half-to-half chances!

While I was staring at the entrance of the passage and analyzing the bet, a sound of mechanism turning suddenly came from behind me.

When I looked back, the demon tomb behind me was trembling violently. The stones piled up on the tomb collapsed one after another. The bottom of the demon tomb finally appeared in my sight.

I don’t know what force was pushing slowly to rotate the base of the demon grave, and pushed off the stones piled on the demon grave, revealing its original face. Under the demon grave, there was actually a circular noose of mechanisms.

As the demon grave noose turned, the iron chains sunk in the water were slowly pulled out of the water.

Just a few seconds later, a loud noise like a cow roar came from the puddle, and a huge vortex suddenly appeared on the water surface. The bottomless water continued to fall at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing a cold ore channel.

I reacted in an instant that the Eight Demon Tombs were not a guise, but eight mechanisms. As long as the gods of the Eight Temples returned to their positions, the mechanisms could be restarted, drained the accumulated water in the mine channel, and allowed people to re-enter the mine channel.

Back then, someone attracted an underground river to flood the gold pit and covered the secrets in the gold pit, but he also left behind a way to restart the gold pit, that is, the Eight Demon Temple.

The secret techniques left by ancient sorcerers have one thing in common with modern machinery, that is, they require power. The power of machinery now comes from electricity, fuel, and the power of machinery in ancient times was wind, hydraulic power, and even human power.

The gang marshal Mu Kui kept plundering the right candidates to inherit the demon souls, in order to turn them into the power to open the mechanism, let them turn the compass and restart the Jinkeng mine channel.

Everything that happened in the Jinkeng is enough to see that Mu Kui is a cautious opponent!

Large machinery can also replace the demon soul rotation mechanism, but Mu Kui gave up the machinery, just because he didn't want to attract the official attention.

In order to cover up, Mu Kui left rules in the four villages and tried his best to intimidate the villagers and prevent them from going out at night. However, he opened the agency at night.

After Mu Kui failed to capture the mute, he no longer plundered people by himself. Instead, he kept handing over the search for the candidates to Zhang Wenyuan. If an ordinary person is missing, the police will definitely track it down to the end. If the warlock is missing, no one may have asked more questions.

Mu Kui calculated all the officials, the people, and the sorcerers. He had already made plans to hide the secret of everyone from taking away the Golden Pit.

This person is too meticulous and is not an easy guy to deal with.

As I was thinking, Zhang Yanxin reacted first: "Wu Wen, what should we do if the tunnel is opened?"

"Get down to the mine! Hurry!" I jumped into the mine track first and ran down the direction of the tunnel.
Chapter completed!