Jiang Lian took a breath of cold air.

He tried to lean as far as possible to make himself "invisible" in front of the charlatan, and also signaled Meng Qianzi: the charlatan's consciousness is between blurred and awake, and what he sees and hears now will be a reminder and guide for him - either continue to be confused or gradually awakening.

Meng Qianzi understood and moved a little to the side without any silence, and at the same time threw a knife at Jiang Queqiao.

Jiang Queqiao's head immediately drooped, curled up in place, motionless.

The charlatan didn't see anyone else around him at all, and he only had the ice dragon in his eyes.

He sat up and looked at the ice dragon with satisfaction. His eyes seemed to be looking at some masterpiece of life. As he looked at it, he laughed.

Meng Qianzi's scalp is numb: It's much scarier to be crazy than a madman who makes a tantrum.

I heard the charlatan murmured: "Okay, that's it, that's it."

He climbed up as he said, because his head was still dizzy, his feet were floating, and his body was staggering. He didn't realize it at all, just muttering: "It's OK, let's go."

Seeing the charlatan turn around, Jiang Lian's waist avoiding the charlatan's gaze, and instantly flashed behind him. Jiang Queqiao was also energetic, chased Jiang Lian's heels and ran away. As for Meng Qianzi, she was sitting on the ground and did not enter the charlatan's gaze at all.

The charlatan was still whispering: "A piece of bone or a piece of skin cannot be left. If it is burned, it must be burned."

He walked towards the mountain wall on one side.

This sentence was irrelevant, Meng Qianzi was so confronted that she wanted to ask questions several times, but she held back again. First, she was afraid of being shocked by the charlatan. Once he woke up, she would have lost any clues; second, she heard the charlatan's words "left"...

Jiang Lian has been exploring such a big place for so long but has no idea. How can the charlatan "leave"?

She was a little nervous and breathed much lighter.

She saw the charlatan walking near the mountain wall, raising his left hand high, as if he was going to say hello to someone, but after just a few waves, he fell to the ground with a plop.

After a while, he supported his head with his hands, his mouth kept roaring. When he raised his head, his brows frowned so much that his eyes became oblique triangles that were raised toward the center, and he said, "Why are you so tired?"

This was sober, Meng Qianzi replied calmly: "Who is not sleepy and tired when climbing up and down?"

Is that right? The charlatan was half-believing and half-doubted, and suddenly remembered something: "Didn't you show me something? Why did I sit here?"

Meng Qianzi said, "Yes, I'll let you see if there is a door there, and you'll go over, then trip and fall down there... Why do you fall down and lose your memory?"

My God, Jiang Lian does not have the ability to speak like Meng Qianzi, and is afraid that his expression will be exposed, so he can only turn his face and pretend to be funny and play with Jiang Magpie Bridge.

The charlatan half opened his mouth and couldn't respond for a long time. After a while, he murmured: "I'm so old, my mind is starting to lose my mind."

...

According to Meng Qianzi's intention, he wanted to use the same trick again, but Jiang Lian didn't let him go: This kind of thing was just a chance, and he had a chance to suffer a lot. Moreover, the charlatan fainted once, and his IQ dropped significantly. If he did it again, he would probably not be able to bear it.

He walked to the mountain wall, knocked and knocked, and put his ears on to listen to the sound. After a while, he hesitated to raise his left hand, imitating the charlatan's appearance, and waved to the mountain wall.

The sage said, "Xiao Lianxian, what are you doing? Are you hysterical?"

Jiang Lian retracted his hand, thinking about something.

Meng Qianzi walked all the way to the dark and recognized the charlatan: "Don't waste your time. According to me, it's better to do it again, it won't hurt anyway."

Jiang Lian asked: "Qianzi, what is your first reaction when you see the words 'Seeking the Left Sword'?"

What else can I find? Meng Qianzi said: "Look for the door first, then find a hand."

"What door do you think is it?"

"The light door projected, there are indeed stone hands beside that door, but I didn't even touch it, so I got off."

Jiang Lian shook his head: "No, 'See the door inside the door, look for the hand on the left', there are three doors in total. Many people think that there are two doors, the second and third are the same door - in fact, it should refer to three different doors."

He counted one by one: "The first door is the one that Grandma Duan carved the words; the second door is the projected light door, the door you knock on, and the door you enter here; the third door is the door you go out from here. In and out, not the same door."

This was a bit difficult to say, and Meng Qianzi thought about it for a while.

I understand that after the second door, I have to go down to the ninth level. If that door is the exit, it means that I have to go up to the ninth level before going out.

But Yan Luo is most likely walking from this stone platform, which means there is indeed a third door.

Where will this third door be? Meng Qianzi frowned and looked around: "It must look like a door. The first and second doors are obvious, and you will know it is a door."

Jiang Lian signaled the mountain wall in front of him: "The charlatan has found it for us, it should be here."

The charlatan was confused: "I've looked for?"

Jiang Lian ignored him and continued to say, "The reason why we don't think this is a 'door' is because compared with Yan Luo, we have done one less important step."

Important steps?

Meng Qianzi was stunned for a while, and suddenly reacted: "Sacrificing the phoenix feathers and burning the dragon bones?"

Jiang Lian nodded: "After sacrificing phoenix feathers and burning dragon bones, I saw the ladder. I don't know what the ladder looks like, but Yan Luo once mentioned a word called "entry", and in a sense, "entry" is the door."

Meng Qianzi's lips were dry: "Is this 'door' impossible to see?"

Jiang Lian corrected her: "It's not that you can't see it, but you have to see it under specific conditions. Then go to the left of the door to look for it-luckily, the charlatan just stopped us at that stop."

Is that right? The charlatan was even more confused. He felt that he should read the same book as these two, but his pages were missing, so what was missing.

At this moment, Meng Qianzi didn't care about the charlatan. Her eyes swept toward the mountain wall: "Do you have hands on it? The patterns of hands or carved outlines?"

Jiang Lian shook his head: "However, the charlatan just waved and reminded me."

I just waved to the side? During the brief memory loss of falling, did he do so many things?

"You can understand it as looking for the left hand at this place, looking for patterns or carvings related to the hand, or it can also be understood as..."

He raised his left hand high and waved towards the mountain wall: "...It's a specific area of ​​this mountain wall, and you want to find a hand."

Meng Qianzi stopped talking.

She watched Jiang Lian's hand sway up and down at that point, constantly changing positions to test.

In fact, it is not surprising. If the gods can make a box that uses specific blood as a password, it seems not difficult to set up a door that can only be opened with the palm of your hand...

I don’t know how long it took, Jiang Lian’s hand reached a place, and when he was about to move to the next place, he suddenly stopped again.

There seemed to be a very slight vibration deep in the abdomen of the mountain, and the vibrations all extended to the stone platform.

The stone platform began to become unstable. With the dull and heavy grinding stone sound, the stone platform joined the side wall and slowly moved downward, revealing a... hole.

***

What happened next was very confusing.

Meng Qianzi remembered that Jiang Lian came over to carry her, and she carried the box on her back. The charlatan carried Duan's ice corpse, and then carried a bag containing seven animal bones. The charlatan had too many dragon bones and was too big. The charlatan was cruel and threw it to the local area without taking it.

In fact, it is right to not take it. Anyway, it is useless to take it out. "Sacrificing the Phoenix Feather and Burning the Dragon Bone" can only be operated here.

Living people were dead, big boxes and small bags, plus a snow chicken, and fished into the dark mountain road. The flashlights of the three of them had begun to be out of power. The dim light column mixed with heavy breathing, swaying around in the darkness. Meng Qianzi looked at the thin dust dancing in the light column, remembering several aunts and mountain dogs who were still trapped in the intestines of the mountain. He escaped himself. What should they do?

Could it be that there is still a rescue?

Just as I was thinking, there was a rumbling sound in the abdomen of the mountain.

This is no longer the "nine curves of the ileum, three turns of the intestines a day". The vibration of the intestines is extremely mild, and it is difficult for people outside the mountain to feel it. But this time, it seems that the mountains are trembling, with small stones rolling down the mountain walls and thin lines of dust falling down.

Could it be an avalanche? Or an earthquake?

This sudden vibration aggravated everyone's panic. Meng Qianzi could clearly feel the footsteps being more and more rapid. Later, the road under her feet began to be unstable. It was like entering a roller, bumping from east to west. Meng Qianzi thought about it more and more wrong. Is the road he came out so unstable? Is it the same when Yan Luo came out...

At this moment, the charlatan yelled: "I understand! It's because we brought the box out! The mountain intestines began to collect the intestines!"

Meng Qianzi's mind was overexposed.

The box is a tooth fault. These mountain intestines were originally kinked together. Yan Luo brought them into the box, and the mountain intestines expanded the tendons and bones, and coiled in the abdomen of the mountain to reach its current scale.

But now, they brought the box out, and this was the way out of the intestines. The mountain intestines began to be collected, and they were about to be cured inward and returned to their original state.

What should the aunts do? And those mountain dwellers will they be able to survive due to this change, or will they be permanently trapped in the intestines of this mountain?

Meng Qianzi was anxious and was about to say something. The mountain road turned violently. Jiang Lian couldn't hold his body in a row and rolled open. Meng Qianzi fell to the ground, and her legs hurt a sharp pain, and the back of her head hit the corner of the box. When her eyes were dark, she knew nothing.

***

It was already three days later when Meng Qianzi woke up again.

It was afternoon when I woke up. The warm but not-fiery sunlight shone through the tent's bright tiled skylight and hit her bedside. Outside, there were faint scattered and lively voices.

She recognized this place. This was the small "community" located on the roadside. The base camp at the end of the trip of Shangui. This house was the yurt she lived in.

No longer in the heart of Jiuqu? Where is Jiang Lian? Where is the charlatan? Where are the aunts and the mountain dogs?

Meng Qianzi panicked and sat up from the bed, not caring about the numbness of his legs. He was about to lift the blanket and get out of bed, but he stopped again.

On a canvas chair at the head of the bed, the Snow Chicken River Magpie Bridge was nestled, with fluffy felt pads under her body, and she was staring at her with black eyes.

Meng Qianzi's mind was gone, and she stared at Jiang Queqiao with two big eyes. I don't know how long it took, but the room lit up. When she looked up, it was the curtain rising and falling, and the person coming in...

Meng Qianzi was overjoyed: "Three Mom!"

The one who came in was my third aunt Ni Qiuhui.

Ni Qiuhui also smiled: "Qianqian is awake."

She walked to the bedside and went to Dianjiang Queqiao's little head first: "Go, go and report the message. Didn't Jiang Lian say that after Qianzi woke up, would you please notify him?"

He explained to Meng Qianzi again: "Jiang Lian woke up yesterday, one day earlier than you."
Chapter completed!