Chapter 237 White Jade Corridor

"Don't worry, I said that this operation will never be in danger of your life. If you can come in, you will definitely let you go out well, but the premise is that you must listen to me." Mianxi Longdao,

"Okay, then you let the light here first, and it's not too late for me to listen to you." In the dark, Wang Wujian raised a cunning smile.

"If you take five steps to the left, there will be a wall, and then touch the wall and move forward five steps. There is a light grid on the wall as high as your arm, and there is a candle in the grid. It is said that it can be lit by touching the candle. As for whether it is true or not, it depends on your luck." Sleeping insects.

Wang Wujian half-confidently followed its words. First, he touched a cold wall. The wall was thick and gloomy. Then he really touched a lamp grid, and there seemed to be a candle in it.

However, the most critical problem suddenly appeared in my mind. Although there were candles, unfortunately there was no fire!

Just as he was about to take out the candle first, he suddenly felt that the temperature in the light grid suddenly rose, as if it was roasted by a blazing fire, and then the cold light grid, which was as the ice wall of hell, turned red like red brick and stone, and when Wang Wujian subconsciously withdrew his hand, it spewed out with a bang. A flame shone brightly in a small area around it.

The candle was lit as expected, and a glimmer of light finally appeared at the bottom of the dark hole.

Wang Wujian came to his senses from surprise and re-examined the new environment with the help of the faint firelight of the candle. This is a cliff with a diameter of about three or four feet. He could not see any exit. What surprised him more was that there were several people's bones in a corner. Mian Xilong was stirring in the pile of bones at this moment. Although he did not destroy the body with anger, he had no respect for the deceased.

"What are you doing? Where are we?" In the face of the desperate situation and its strange behavior, Wang Wujian asked in surprise.

"Find something." Mian Xilong said flatly, "Some unpleasant things have happened here. I want to come in and have a look. Maybe it can make me think more."

"But this is a cliff. Those people are obviously trapped here." Seeing the scratching marks on the wall and the sharp weapon tapping the thorns, Wang Wujian was vaguely uneasy and suddenly found that the sleeping dragon seemed to have grown a lot at this time. The structure of the two rows of breasts │ heads has grown up, which can be used as the soles of the feet to support the body to walk faster and more flexibly.

"You light all the candles on the wall, put back the candles in your hand, and you can see the exit." Mianxi Longdao.

Although Wang Wujian was puzzled, he also did what he said. He walked around the thick and cold wall and found eight identical candles, and lit them one by one. Strangely, there was no strange flame suddenly spewing out when the other candles were lit.

After lighting up other candles, Wang Wujian took a deep breath, put the candle in his hand back in place, and then alertly withdrew his hand.

Crake...Clap...Crum...

There was a sound of mechanism collision, and then there was a huge sound of stone friction, as if there was a huge force sharpening a knife, which made the surface and the surrounding walls tremble slightly.

A ray of brilliance came in from the slowly cracking cracks in one side of the stone wall, and the dark hole suddenly became much brighter, as if it was like pulling through the clouds and suddenly seeing the bright moon. In addition to being happy, it was a little surprised.

Wang Wujian instinctively pulled out his machete and made a defensive posture, afraid that a fierce monster was hidden behind the stone gate, and suddenly rushed in when the stone gate opened.

The stone door seemed to be dragged by a snail. It took a long time to fully open, but the bright way of the lights made Wang Wujian not feel that he had been waiting for a long time.

A straight road that I don't know how long or where to go appears in front of me. The ground and walls are paved with incandescent white jade, and there is no trace of mosaic and stitching on the whole road or wall, as if the whole narrow white jade road is completely dug out in a natural mixed jade mountain. After opening, the surface has been heavily polished. There is no pattern and no trace can be seen. On the contrary, it makes this deep white jade corridor more solemn, elegant and sacred.

"This, what's going on? Where does this lead to? Wang Wujian asked in surprise. Originally, he thought that there were ghosts and lonely souls under ten thousand meters. Unexpectedly, there was such a grand and spectacular corridor, especially the candlelight formation formed by the two-row "S" shape at the top. It not only decorated the white jade corridor as bright as the night of the fifteen full moon, but also had a mysterious charm in it. I'm overwhelmed, and I'm slightly dizzy.

"This kind of candle is called a ten-thousand-year candle. The rain can't be extinguished and the wind blows endlessly. A candle can burn for ten thousand years. The Jedi is a gateway to the 'Hell Pagoda'. If you want to open this door, you must let the nine candles light up together. The temperature of the candlelight can stimulate the nine organs to open together, but the stone door will be opened. But nine candles represent nine exits, and only this one exit is the way to live. If you enter the other nine roads, you will definitely die. Therefore, even those who know how to open the stone gate may not know which one to open. If you are not careful, you will die. Mian Xilong explained.

"What a clever mechanism!" Wang Wujian exclaimed.

The white jade channel, which is more than ten feet wide, can really be described as an underground imperial gallery. No rich family or rich man can afford the consumption of so much white jade. It is hard to imagine who can build such a luxurious channel in the depths of the earth under 10,000 meters. Thinking of this, Wang Wujian can't help but be full of reverie and connecting the channel. It's so luxurious, so the end of this passage can't be hell, right? Is it an unknown treasure?

Wang Wujian was fanciful. Although he was not interested in jewelry, he was also ecstatic and couldn't wait to speed up the pace when he thought that his eyes were full of mountains of gold and silver, and he could step on rare treasures.

But this seemingly straight white jade corridor is not that simple. Almost every three or five feet, there will be a narrower and equally delicate fork on the side, and the structure of each fork is very similar. Only the direction is different. If you walk more, you will even forget the direction, just like walking in a huge maze. It's like.

However, Mian Xilong is like going back to his hometown. Relying on its delicate two rows of claws crawl quickly, taking the lead in shuttling between the left and right white jade corridors. Wang Wujian had to put down his doubts and follow closely.

I don't know how long it took. When Wang Wujian's cavity** and curiosity were about to be exhausted, the road ahead changed sharply, and a high step appeared. The steps winding left and right, and finally went into a wall, but there was nothing above.

Watching Mian Xilong climb up quickly along the wall, Wang Wujian believed that he would enter a novel place ahead, and the enthusiasm that was about to be extinguished was ignited again. His dim eyes glowed hot again. He excitedly picked up his weapon, quickly stepped up the steps and ran up. .