Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Sicheng didn't react and subconsciously went to catch Xia Lingge who was rushing towards him.Xia Lingge wrapped his arms around Sicheng and rolled forward with the force. The two of them were far away from the tiger.

"Depend on!"

Chen Yu couldn't help but curse.The tiger will not give up the target in front of it and pursue the prey in the distance. It shakes the fur on its body and takes steps, always ready to tear Shen Yu apart. Shen Yu deals with it with a deep expression. The tiger screams loudly and pounces on it in an instant. Shen Yu looks to the side. He rolled over and disappeared into the branches in an instant.

Xia Lingge and Sicheng hid under a small sunken cliff and looked at the tiger aimlessly looking for food. They quietly retracted their heads. Xia Lingge winked at Sicheng and pointed to the side. The other party immediately understood. The ground and she bent away.

There was also a ruined forest below the small steep slope. Dark crows hovered from time to time, and they lost their way for a moment.

"I have a way."

Sicheng opened his palm, and the prop [Pointing Star] appeared out of thin air. The bright red blood was gradually absorbed by the compass, and the pointer rotated for a while and pointed straight in one direction.

He took Xia Lingge's hand and walked towards the direction pointed by the pointer.

The deeper they went, the denser and sharper the withered weeds became. Almost one person was taller, so they had to push down the weeds that blocked their view as they walked.

"Where is this taking us?" Xia Lingge asked.

Si Cheng looked at the compass in his palm and couldn't help but frown: "I'm not sure...ah!"

Not knowing what kind of trap there was on the ground, they stepped on the air, and their bodies fell downwards and instantly fell into a deep, dark pit.

Two screams sounded together.

Si Cheng ignored his sore and painful limbs and got up and helped Xia Lingge up worriedly: "Senior?! Senior, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

The bottom of the muddy pit was full of pits. Xia Lingge sat up and raised her head. She could only see a small circle of sky. She took a rough look through the gray light. She found that the pit was about ten feet high. She stood up and touched the soil with her hands. The wall was uneven and she tried to see if she could climb it.

"Sister."

Si Cheng stopped her: "You still have a wound on your left shoulder. This will stretch the wound."

Xia Lingge looked at him: "But now there is no other way."

Si Cheng looked left and right, then picked up the compass that had fallen to the ground and put it back in his hand. The stationary pointer began to rotate again and then pointed straight in one direction.

He slowly walked over, stretched out his hand to touch the stone wall, then bent his finger bones and knocked, and there was a loud sound. He raised his elbow and pointed at the stone wall and slammed into it, hitting it several times in a row, only to hear "boom" With a sound, a few stones fell down and a semi-arc arch appeared.

The deep passage was extremely dark, but through the light from outside, I could see a candle hanging on each side of the arch. Xia Lingge quickly knocked two stones back and forth, and a small flame lit the candle.

"This place... looks like it was dug manually."

Xia Lingge took off the candle and walked around the tunnel to illuminate it. The wooden beams supported the entire tunnel. The air was relatively dry, and it was unlikely that there would be reptiles like snakes and insects.The compass pointer in Sicheng's hand was still pointing straight ahead. They walked slowly forward along the tunnel and found that there were many long swords, knives and guns needed for ancient European battles, and even two or three artillery.

"Fortunately, Shen Yu is not here..."

Xia Lingge picked up a knight's sword and weighed it in her hand. The sharp blade cut her fingertips and drew blood.

"Be careful."

Sicheng hurriedly took her finger and blew it gently, then took out a clean handkerchief and wiped away the blood drops bit by bit.

"It's all right."

Xia Lingge retracted her hand nonchalantly, raised the candle and continued walking forward. Si Cheng followed her closely. When the two of them reached the end of the tunnel, they found a cage.

The iron bars were erected, and a huge lock locked the cell door tightly. There was a person in the cage, but his back was turned to them, and he couldn't tell who he was. "Eh? Hello...?"

Xia Lingge tried to call him a few times, but got no reply. She and Si Cheng looked at each other, took off the delicate little clip, broke off the silver wire for fixing, inserted it straight into the keyhole, and gently stirred it back and forth. , with a 'click' sound, the lock opened.

Xia Lingge and Sicheng walked in and turned the half-lying man over. The old skin was loose and folded into countless wrinkles. A single eyeglass hung on the bridge of his nose. The clothes he wore were shabby and dusty, but the style was extremely familiar.

"Isn't this...the butler's clothes?"

Sicheng suddenly said.

Xia Lingge didn't say anything. He just stretched out his hand and touched the old butler's clothes. Suddenly his fingertips paused and took out something from the inner pocket of the old butler's clothes.

They looked by candlelight.

"Property Treaty?!"

The paper was densely covered with English, but the paper was torn in half, and the left half was what they were holding.

"Is this really a property treaty?"

Sicheng was a little shocked.

Xia Lingge's eyes fell on the signature of 'Lord Kloster' at the signature: "It shouldn't be wrong."

She put away half of the contract.

"But why is only half of it here?"

"If the person lying on the ground is the butler, then who can be the person who appears in front of us all this time?!"

There are too many questions that have become more and more mysterious with the appearance of the old butler, but now no one has come to answer them, and the old butler has been unconscious for some unknown reason.

"We have to get out first."

Xia Lingge looked around. This should be an armory used to store weapons. The deep pit they fell into should be used to transport artillery. There should be a more secret passage for other small weapons.

She raised her head and looked upward, "Can you lift me up?"

Sicheng was stunned, then said: "Yes."

He tore a strip of cloth and wrapped it around the wound in his palm. He bent slightly and picked up Xia Lingge, letting her sit on his shoulders and holding her up as much as possible.

"If you can't hold it anymore, you have to speak." Xia Lingge said.

Sicheng shook his head: "Senior sister is not heavy at all."

Xia Lingge raised his hand and groped the stone wall above his head, bent his finger bones and tapped it. The sound it made was extremely clear, "Can you hand me the knight's sword?"

Si Cheng looked at the long sword placed vertically in front of the wall, turned his arm to take it and handed it to her.

Xia Lingge took it, pointed the tip of the sword at the stone wall and stabbed it in tentatively. The fine stones and gravel kept falling down. She waved her hand, coughed twice and continued to look for the gap, and said: "There is gravel falling down." Yeah, be careful."

Sicheng said softly.

Xia Lingge inserted the knight's sword into the stone wall and drew a rough outline bit by bit along the cracks. After the cracks became clear, she made a fist with her right hand and punched it upwards, and there was a "thud——" sound above her head. The grid flew out of the arc according to the force.