Chapter 59 Secret Path

In a blink of an eye, another seven days have passed, and there are still three days left before the first month was planned. Hundreds of birds rushed down the mountain to spy on the situation. Just like the information they got at the beginning, the miners were forced to increase their working hours, and they would probably open the tunnel tonight. In addition, the Black Shadow Guard of the Thunder Army has appeared at the foot of the mountain, and at least 10,000 Thunder Army soldiers have also blocked the area around Qilin Mountain. Time is so tight that Yuan Batian has controlled everything, but there is no progress on his side.

The wind and snow in the afternoon stopped, and a bright blue appeared in the sky. The sun was shining in the sky, but the temperature was still extremely low, and the ice and snow showed no sign of melting.

"Bai Niao Chong, come with me." Hundreds of days interrupted the hundred birds who were practicing ghost refining power.

Hundreds of birds rushed to the short bow and quirrel on the shoulders of the hundred heavens, and their hearts moved slightly, "Old patriarch, are you going to start to act today?"

He nodded in a hundred days, "Yes, it's today. Ling Ruijie asked the miners to speed up the progress. It is estimated that the tunnel will be opened tonight. We must get there before them.

"Where? Where is it?" Bai Niaochong said strangely, "As far as I know, that tunnel is the only tunnel to enter the hinterland of the mountain, but now it has been blocked by layer by layer, pretending to be a miner can barely sneak in, but if we take action, we will definitely be found."

When found on that occasion, there is only one end, that is - death!

"Although I can't wait to eat Yuanbatian's meat and drink his blood, I also know the truth that Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood. Bai Niao Chong, you are the hope of our Shenshen clan, and I won't let you sacrifice worthlessly." After a pause, Bai Tiantian said again, "Bai Niao Chong, do you remember that I said that I would tell you the secret of the Holy Land Scroll in a month?"

Hundred birds nodded, "Remember."

"Zing Ruijie has advanced the time, and I also have to advance the time. Today, I want to tell you the secret of the Holy Land of Kirin Mountain. Come with me and call your ghost slave Nancy. Let's talk as we walk." A hundred days said.

Bai Niao Chong called Nancy to her side, took a count of the objects, and took all the important things with her. Careful, he also asked Nancy to bring dry food for two days. He had a hunch that he would not come back this time.

The three of them came down from the top of the mountain, walked through the dense forest halfway up the mountain, and carefully groped to the bottom of the mountain. When I went down the mountain, it was already midnight, and the stars and the moon were at the head.

Although he said that he was told the secret of the Holy Land Scroll on the road, he was told all the way and didn't mention anything about the Holy Land Scroll. Although Bai Niao felt strange in his heart, he did not ask.

At the foot of the mountain, the construction site was brightly lit, and a team of thunder soldiers were seen from afar who would patrol with torches and be heavily guarded.

"Are we going to dive in?" Hundreds of birds asked in a low voice.

"Come with me, don't talk." He walked on crutches for a hundred days and entered a dense forest.

Bai Niao Chong and Nancy followed him around, and the terrain became familiar. Finally, they came to the mass graves that killed Lingcheng and Lingzao. Standing on the edge of the pit, you can't see the situation below. The cold wind poured out from under the pit, and there was a rotten stench. This is the smell of corpses, which is a very good smell for Bai Niao Chong and Nancy.

"Bai Niao Chong, wait for me here for a while, and I'll pick up something and come back." After leaving a sentence for a hundred days, he turned into a forest.

Nancy looked curiously at the direction of Baitian's departure, and then looked at Bai Niao Chong, "Master, is there anything wrong with your patriarch?"

Hundreds of birds asked casually, "What's the problem?"

Nancy shook her head and said, "I don't know. I just think his words and deeds are a little strange. We are still careful."

Hundreds of birds nodded and said nothing. After half a minute, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and then returned from a hundred days. He had a bundle of hemp rope in his hand. He tied the hemp rope to a rock and then threw the other end into the pit.

Hundreds of birds smelled a smell of fire oil. They looked over and found that the hemp rope was soaked in fire oil. He grabbed it with his hand and found that the fire oil soaked in the hemp rope was extremely burning tung oil. He was surprised, so he asked, "Old patriarch, do you want to take the rope down? Then why is this rope soaked in tung oil?

"The rope is not found if it is left outside. It is soaked in tung oil to burn it after we go down." A hundred days said.

Bai Niao Chong's heart sank slightly. What on earth is the old patriarch going to do?

"Come down with me." He grabbed the rope for a hundred days and slid down slowly.

"Nancy, let's go down." Bai Niao Chong also grabbed the rope and slid down.

"Is it so strange that all the people of the Shinto Gods are so strange? Knowing that there was a problem, she had to go down, and she didn't even ask the reason..." Nancy muttered, but when she saw the hundred birds rushing down, she had to hold on to the hemp rope and slide down. As the ghost slave of Bainiao Chong, if Bainiao Chong dies, she can't live, so she must keep up with Bainiao Chong's risk.

It slipped to a depth of about 30 feet, and Bai Niao Chong's feet finally touched the ground. It's not an absolute ground. At his feet, there is a pile of dead bones. At the foot of the first hundred days that slipped down, there was a pile of rotten corpses. Looking around, he found that there were no more than 300 bodies piled up in the pit. This is all caused by the enslavement and persecution of miners in the past two years. In a corner, he also found zero dates and zero corpses. When they are alive, the corpses that have been refined into virtual shadows often rot faster than normal corpses. Although it has only been about a month, the bodies of the two domestic slaves have rotted beyond their face, and only their identities can be seen from their clothes.

Nancy also slid down. As soon as she fell to the ground, she lit the torch with flint in a hundred days and ignited the hemp rope. The hemp rope soaked in tung oil burns quickly and thoroughly. It burned up, and the ash of the hemp rope kept falling down.

Hundreds of days shook the torch, "Come with me."

"Old patriarch, where are we going?" Bai Niaochong finally couldn't help asking.

"You will know soon." Hundreds of days with crutches, he moved flexibly on the body, and went a distance in the blink of an eye.

Bai Niaochong smiled helplessly, waved his hand, and motioned Nancy to follow him.

He led the way with a torch for a hundred days and soon came to the bottom of the pit. On a stone wall, there is a hole three feet high and two feet wide. Looking back on the place I walked, there were seven turns and eight turns, and there was such a small hole on the stone wall, but what made Bai Niaoch strange was that he stopped in front of this small hole in a hundred days.

Hundreds of days put the torch into the mouth of the hole to take a picture, then lay down and crawled in with his elbows and one leg.

Looking at the movements in the sky, some of the past situations suddenly appeared in my mind one by one and gradually connected. Bainiao rushed to his heart and said secretly, "I understand what he is going to do. Yuanbatian asked the Ling family to dig a tunnel for him in order to get to the underground cave of Lingquan, but the old patriarch knew a shortcut! He... wants to take me there!"

Thinking of this, a sour feeling suddenly surged in the heart of Bai Niaochong. At one time, he thought that the old patriarch had become a ruthless person because of hatred, but now he found that although the old patriarch's heart was full of hatred, he was still full of love and care for him!

It is not difficult to understand the mentality of the hundred heavens. He is unable to prevent Yuanbatian from getting the spiritual spring of Kirin Mountain. He would rather give the spiritual spring guarded by the era of the Shinto God to Bainiao Chong to make his people stronger!

He shook his head fiercely, and hundreds of birds swept away his thoughts. He also lay down and climbed into the narrow cave with his hands and feet. Nancy also followed him, slowly climbed into the cave, followed his buttocks, and climbed forward little by little.

Such an underground cave is so narrow that people who don't know the way dare not enter rashly even if they have great courage. This also seems to be the reason why the Thunder Army and the Zero family have never come here to investigate.

"Bai Niao Chong, do you know where I'm going to take you?" In crawling, the sound from a hundred heavens came from the front.

Bainiao rushed and said, "I know, old patriarch."

"Ha ha ha..." A string of cheerful laughter appeared in the hundred days. "You are a smart child, and the reconstruction of my Shens seems to be promising. By the way, you can make some marks. These caves are underground caves, which are complicated and easy to get lost. If you get lost here, you will have a dead end.

This sentence made Bai Niao Chong's heart sink. He said alertly, "Old patriarch, do you... return it?"

"Don't ask so much, just do as I say." A hundred days said.

That ominous foreboding was even stronger. Bai Niao Chong already knew that he was not going to come back after a hundred days. Otherwise, if he is familiar with the terrain, he will lead the way and don't have to mark the caves he has climbed.

"Bai Niao Chong, are you sad? If I die."

Hundreds of birds were stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm not sad, everyone is dead."

"My words are superfluous." Hundreds of days laughed and said, "The ghost refiner is with death, walking in the dark world, and has an incomprehensible awareness of death, but I ask you if you will be sad about my death. It's really old and confused, haha..."

Hundreds of days laughed, but the birds couldn't laugh. He will not be sad about death, but memories will make him painful. The ghost refiner is not a stone, but also has feelings and memories, which is not well understood in a hundred days.

Explaining the purpose, there is no more words in the hundred days, holding a torch to lead the way. Crawling like this, an hour later, the narrow cave was quietly relaxed, and in the end, it could accommodate a person to walk upright. Compared with the place where you have climbed, the more you go down, the drier the ground will be. The temperature is getting higher and higher. This is a very abnormal phenomenon. In the underground, it is normal for the temperature to be high, but it will become more and more wet, but here, the ground is too dry.

Hundreds of birds made marks carefully all the way. Later, he forgot how many marks he had made, but he still took him and Nancy to the ground in a hundred days. The intricate underground caves are as familiar in his eyes as the way home.