He didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing again when he came to Zhejiang this time, so he didn't bring any high-tech equipment specially used for dumping. He didn't know whether there was enough air to breathe down there, and he didn't know whether the air was poisonous or not. No.

The only way to do this is to use the old method of touching Captain Jin. Hang a candle and go down it. The candlelight flickers but does not go out. This shows that there is air circulation down there. As for whether it is poisonous, you can only rely on your feeling.

"Hey, I said, old ghost, can you trust me?" Nalanhong asked him.

"Oh, Xiaolan, what are you saying? How can it be unreliable with me here? It doesn't matter what my background is? Let's go." As he said this, Wushuang jumped into the mysterious cave, followed by Nalan Hong and

Wang Laodao also followed.

They were not walking fast, and the three of them were cautious people. They observed the situation inside the cave as they walked. They found that the cave was dug manually, and the walls on all sides were supported by fine marbles. Although they were old,

It has been in disrepair for a long time, but it is still very strong without a single crack. There are also many strange characters painted around the cave wall.

The characters were neither Manchu nor Mongolian. They were as densely packed as tadpoles. But one thing they knew was that all these bright red characters were written with cinnabar. What is cinnabar? It is a calligraphy treasure to ward off evil spirits.

"Old Taoist, why are there so many Sanskrit words?"

Wang Laodao held up a flashlight and looked at it and said: "This is the Ghost Library of the Western Regions. It is used to seal demons. The Ghost Library must be composed of one million characters, each of which is indispensable, which represents perfection."

"Ha... your ancestor is really energetic. He has a million words! That's not what he typed on a keyboard. Just for that matter, your academic skills are still not good." Wushuang did not forget to ridicule him.

Nalanhong asked: "Taoist Master, since the Ghost Library Sutra is so great, why is it used here? I believe that without the emperor's authorization, you Wanyan clan would not have spent so much effort, right? Just to seal an ancient village.

Is it that simple?”

"Don't think that Wangchen Village is so simple. Pindao tells you that the first half of this passage was built by the imperial court, my Wanyan family, and the second half was built by the people of Wangchen Village themselves. What is hidden in front of it?

It’s hard for me to predict crises. The Wangchen Village’s research on religion and occult science at that time was far superior to that of my Wanyan clan. If we hadn’t used this method to seal them away, their talent would have posed a greater threat to us.

The rule of the Qing Dynasty."

Wushuang said: "Don't say that these are some or not. To put it bluntly, more than three hundred years have passed. Aren't you just sealing a village of dead people?"

"Haha...Dead people? It's not that simple, right? This space is completely different from ours. Its time always remains stationary and circulates in an interval. Life has an end, but human thoughts and greed have no end.

Yes, as long as their greed persists, the entire Wangchen Village will never disappear!"

The two finally understood the meaning of Wang Laodao's words. The implication was that the villagers in Wangchen Village were now living corpses, and they were waiting in a mutated life form for the day when the seal would be lifted. But since there is so evil down there,

Why did Wang Laodao's ancestors tell him to come today to lift the seal on Wangchen Village?

As Wang Laodao said, the first half of the cave, as long as there are Sanskrit characters around the cave wall, is safe. The three of them did not encounter any obstacles or dangers along the way. Judging from the degree of preservation of the cave, not only

Not a single outsider has ever come down here, and it has also played the role it was originally expected to do. No one from Wangchen Village has ever left here.

The incantation on the four walls finally disappeared after extending for thousands of meters. This means that the passage that Wang Laodao's ancestors had built for future generations to enter has ended. The rest of the dangerous journey depends on three people.

Human courage and ability.

What separates these two parts of the passage is a deep canyon. The canyon is bottomless, and there are two iron cables connected in the middle. These two iron cables are only as thick as human fingers. No one knows that these two rusty iron cables are three hundred

Will I be able to leave after many years?

The canyon is about 100 meters wide, and two iron cables form an arc in the middle. When gently shaken by hand, the two sections of the canyon are not straightened. No matter how good a person's balance is, he will probably shake back and forth as he walks up.

Stand firm.

Wushuang sighed. Among the three of them, he was the only one who didn't know martial arts and had never practiced balance since he was a child. It seemed that he had to pay the price today. He was not qualified as a gold-touching captain, or as a modern inverted fighter.

, it doesn’t require much effort. It’s just that there are no high-tech instruments available in front of you, so you really have to rely on yourself.

The two iron ropes go up and down. People can step on the lower iron rope and hold the other one with their hands to maintain balance. But the most terrible thing is that the canyon is too deep. The wind blows upward from time to time. If you don't have your hands on it,

If you hold it tightly, it will easily fall to the bottom and become minced meat.

"Wushuang, how is your arm strength?" Nalanhong asked.

He didn't want to be embarrassed in front of his friends, so he looked at his sleeves and tensed up the muscles in his arms. "Don't underestimate people, we also go to the gym often."

"Okay, you might as well just ignore the lower cable for a while. Hold the upper cable tightly and pound it with your hands crossed. The more you look at the lower cable, the more dizzy you will become." Nalanhong jumped onto the cable bridge with his feet one after the other.

, even though he is a tall man of over 80 meters, his footwork is not inferior at all. He can walk on this thin iron rope as easily as a dragonfly touching water.

"Holy shit, do you want to stimulate me like this? My family is poor, how can I be like your nobles who have hired masters from various sects to teach you kung fu since you were a child? My primary school tuition was borrowed from my supervisor Lu Haotian, and I have not paid it back yet.

"Wushuang complained.

Nalanhong not only looks charming, but as the only bloodline of Yehenala, his family spent a lot of money to train him since he was a child. His martial arts, both external and internal, are unparalleled in the world. He jumped to the opposite side in a short time.

He still didn't forget to turn around and whistle at Wushuang to provoke him. Nalanhong knew that his good friend was a good friend.

Nalanhong is now facing Wang Laodao and Wushuang on the other side of the canyon. Behind him is the secret passage leading to the outside world that was built hundreds of years ago by the people of Wangchen Village. This half of the secret passage is pitch black, with left and right sides.

The cave wall was not as smooth as the one before. But he relaxed his vigilance at this time, and did not expect that there was a black figure approaching him about ten meters behind him.
Chapter completed!