Jiaohua

Chapter 471
The smell in the air was very unpleasant, and Shen Lie could still smell it even though his face was covered with a veil.

On the wall illuminated by the torch, although the large bricks and stones are covered with cobweb dust and old in color, they are neatly repaired, and each brick is two feet high and three feet long. Years and months, there are basically no obvious cracks on it, and it is extremely strong.

The footprints on the ground were messy, and there were everywhere. Shen Lie followed the most messy footprints forward, and another cross appeared in front of him.

It was quiet all around, without the slightest sound, he chose the widest corridor, the more he went to the front, the space became more and more open, and a black object suddenly sprang out from the darkness at an extremely fast speed.

It's a big mouse.

Seeing the fire from this side, the mouse immediately turned around and ran to the other side quickly. It ran so fast that it bumped its head against the wall and fainted for a while.

Shen Lie: "..."

After the mouse recovered, it fled quickly and disappeared in the darkness.

Shen Lie turned his eyes to look in the direction where it came out, and walked up.

The light of the torch in his hand is limited and cannot illuminate too far, but he can feel the emptiness in front of him, like the alluvial fan landform formed by the river rushing out of the green hills on both banks, and suddenly opening up.

At this time, a few more mice came out, also fat, but different from the previous one, they did not avoid the fire, but rushed towards Shen Lie and attacked.

Shen Lie frowned, and took a step back.

The fat mouse that charged first was kicked head-on, and slammed into its companion. There was a flash of sword light in the air. Blood spattered, and three jumping mice were cut off by Shen Lie's sword.

The blade of the sword whistled, heavy and powerful, and the sound was from ancient times. Duanhong, who could cut even fallen leaves in the air, sent a dozen mice back to the west in a flash.

The rest of the mice ran around, fleeing in a panic, making a mess of movement.

Shen Lie didn't go after him, but looked at the darkness in amazement.

Like ant colonies, mice are afraid of people when they are alone, and they are reckless when they gather together. A mouse that dares to attack people has either a large group of mice, or it has attacked creatures of the same size and won.

Besides, with such a large population of rats in such a place, what do they eat?
And, do these mice have plague.

Shen Lie looked up, but couldn't see the top at all.

But what can be confirmed is that Shen Fan will not be here.

There was no blood at all, the remaining blood of the mouse dripped down the sword tip, and the last bead of blood fell to the ground.

Shen Lie turned around and left the same way. After going out, he roasted both sides of the blade with a torch, and then put the sword back into its sheath.

Walking through several intersections in this area, I encountered two doors, both of which were blocked. Other than that, there was basically no trace of anyone.

Shen Lie returned to the original place and continued to the next intersection.

A strong stench came, and he stopped. A large piece of black residue poured out from a drain in front of him made his brows close.

These things were in a black mass, almost indistinguishable from the original, but after looking closely, he found a baby half buried in the ruins.

With a handsome and cold face, Shen Lie looked up at the half-covered drain.

This place, when he came down from the rope bridge, he felt quite hostile. Whether it was the mouse or the baby, this place didn't look like a good place to go.

Another place like this.

It's always a place like this.

Shen Lie withdrew his eyes in disgust, and walked forward.

Shen Ming they are still resting, under the high-intensity pressure overnight, all the subordinates are extremely tired.

Aunt Rou set up a small fire frame away from the crowd, boiled a small bowl of hot water, and looked up to see a tall young man walking up the stone steps.

His deep black eyes swept across the sleeping person, and he turned to see Aunt Rou.

"My lord just fell asleep." Aunt Rou walked over and said.

Shen Lie didn't speak, and saw the back of Shen Wen lying on his side outside the fire, with a very thin soft blanket spread under him.

"How did you get here?" Aunt Rou asked again.

"On your feet." Shen Lie said, walking down the steps.

I wanted to put the torch into the fire, but when I got down, I saw the calligraphy and painting hanging on the opposite side, so Shen Lie walked up.

Aunt Rou paused and followed.

"Did it come down through the rope above?" Rou Gu said.

Shen Lie raised the torch slightly closer, the calligraphy and painting were severely rotted, and the ink stains on them had degraded and disappeared, making it impossible to distinguish.

Seeing that there was also something on the other side, he held on to the torch and walked towards that side.

Looking at Shen Lie's figure, Aunt Rou raised her eyebrows together.

"These are all rotten," Rou Gu followed up again, and said, "There are a few well-preserved ones over there, and one is from 300 years ago."

The young man was silent and lonely, and stopped here, looking at the rotten calligraphy and painting with his black eyes.

Aunt Rou stopped talking, didn't even want to stay here, and turned to leave.

Out of the corner of his eye when he turned around, he saw Shen Lie suddenly stepping forward, tearing off the hanging calligraphy and painting.

Rou Gu looked at the calligraphy and painting, her eyes widened for a moment, and she took a big step back.

The wall behind the calligraphy and painting is a hollowed-out square. Inside the square, three mummified heads are crowded together. The death is not peaceful, and the eyes are wide open, full of horror.

Rao Gu, who has experienced many dangerous things like this, was shocked to see such a scene suddenly.

Shen Lie threw away the calligraphy and painting in his hand, glanced at the three heads, turned around and walked to the next painting and calligraphy.

Rou Gu then turned back to the calligraphy and painting that Shen Lie saw first, took a deep breath, she grabbed the calligraphy and painting, and tore it off.

There was nothing on the bare wall, because of her movement, a large cloud of dust was raised.

Rou Gu turned her head to look at Shen Lie, who had already walked away and pulled down five more calligraphy and paintings, each of which had a hidden grid, and in the dark grid were crowded heads, or three, or four, or one.

Aunt Rou went over and picked up a calligraphy and painting that had not been torn off by Shen Lie, it was still a bare wall.

Strange……

She picked up a few more, all of which were on the wall.

Seeing that Shen Lie pulled out another picture, inside was a head, Aunt Rou walked over and said, "How did you know that?"

"Guess." Shen Lie said.

"Guess?"

Shen Lie looked at the head, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

"How did you guess?" Aunt Rou looked at him, "Have you been here before? Or have you met someone related to this place?"

Shen Lie didn't speak, his eyes met the head in the dark compartment.

After looking at it for a while, he turned and went to the next one, saying, "These heads are fake."

Aunt Rou froze for a moment, then looked at Angeli's head.

"Fake?" Aunt Rou said.

Shen Lie didn't respond again, and walked straight forward.

Standing in front of the secret compartment, Rou Gu paused, took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, stretched her arm into the secret compartment, and grabbed the head out with the handkerchief.

It's...a clay sculpture.

Rou Gu looked at the extremely realistic head in her hand, it's not because she didn't recognize it, but because she was too old and the light here was not good.

Who is so idle, so perverted!
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