The black-bellied princess plays the prince

Chapter 27
He led me forward with his shoulders on his shoulders, and after passing the Moon Cave Gate, I heard shouts from the yard, mixed with the sound of swords clashing, low shouts, and one or two inexplicable animal lows Roar, when we got closer, those roars disappeared.

This is a two-story attic, all made of thick wooden beams. On the wooden beams, there are traces of yellow sand being blown by the strong wind. The beams are full of small holes, and here, there is no high courtyard wall to protect. After entering this moon cave gate, it seems that you have entered another world, a world where the sky is filled with yellow sand.

Above the pavilion, a faint fragrance finally came, and the cold wind mixed with dry sand penetrated into my nose, all of a sudden aroused my appetite.

Walking on the stairs of the attic, there is no usual creaking sound, only the heavy sound of feet on the thick floor.

"This attic is made of the best iron and wood. It can't be cut with a sword. No one has ever been able to break in here." Liu Dequan said complacently, "This fortress once resisted thousands of iron cavalry. No matter how strong the enemy fires or sharp arrows, there is no way to damage half a point, and according to your instructions, the subordinates have prepared sufficient water and food in this fort all year round, enough for two or three hundred people to hold on for a month!"

We went up the stairs and walked to the wide corridor, looking up at the thick beams with no decoration at all, and the high walls made of rough wood with arrow holes every few steps, and some of the rough wood were more It was stained with blood, but such an ordinary dwelling could withstand the attack of thousands of cavalry. I still can't believe it. Although the fire can't be burned, the arrows can't be cut, but thousands of cavalry swarmed here without any other , A horse's hoof can trample a person to death if one person steps on it.

Liu Dequan probably saw the disbelief in my eyes, the smile on his face was mysterious, and he led me forward: "Master, this is the outer wall... There is another layer inside, which is the inner wall!"

I followed him and turned in, but it suddenly became clear to me that what we were standing on was the edge of a second-story pavilion, but it was also a ring-shaped high platform. As far as I could see, what was originally the ground was hollowed out underground. It was tens of feet long, making the place that should have been the lobby look like a huge deep well, and the sound of shouting came up from the bottom of the well.

On the wall of the well, there is a winding path obliquely filed, but the path is not continuous, every other section, there will be a gap of more than ten feet away, and the distance can be measured visually. I guess I have learned auspicious clouds. If you want to pass the eighteenth ladder smoothly without falling down, it is also a little dangerous.

Looking down from where I stood, the well is huge and deep, and I can see everywhere. When I reach the bottom of the well, there is only a small group of light and shadow left at the bottom of the well.

"These people were originally heinous prisoners and criminals who cannot be tolerated in this world, but after entering the Qifeng Pavilion, they have a chance to be reborn. On the day of Laba, as long as they come out of the well alive, Climbing up this high platform will be the day of their rebirth, and they will become members of our Qifeng Pavilion! Eight out of ten people from the Tantric school come from here..." Liu Dequan turned his head to look at me, "The rules of Qifeng Pavilion are like this , do you remember? When we came out of the well..." He looked at me and sighed softly, "At the time of grand occasion, there were hundreds of people down the well, and the subordinates were incompetent. Now, there are only A dozen people."

There are Eight Immortals tables and treasure chairs on the high platform, steaming and fragrant meals, and there is a steaming pot in the center, with chives sprinkled in it emerging from the edge of the pot from time to time. I can smell that the inside There is a strong aroma of cumin, but how can I still have an appetite at this time?

I was led by him to sit in the chair. Sitting here, I had a very wide field of vision, and I could clearly see most of the bottom of the well and the winding stone path on the wall of the well.

At this moment, I sort of understood that Liu Dequan didn't ask me to enjoy my tongue today.

Sure enough, he said in a very happy tone: "Master, we are very lucky today, it happens to be Laba day."

On the railing opposite us, standing in the shadows is Gu Shao with his eyes downcast. Behind each pillar, there is a face hidden. It is his subordinates, like shadows in the dark, soaked in silk. It was cold, but there were shouts and shouts at the bottom of the well. There was a singing voice that was sung by one person first, and gradually, it was echoed by everyone, and the echoes of the continuous vibration of the wall at the bottom of the well went up layer by layer, reaching people's ears.

"The earth returns to its house, the water returns to its gully, insects do not grow, and the grass and trees return to its marshes... The other side of the road is the morning dawn, the day of Laba, the period of rebirth, flying up the wall, the star god of Lagu takes care of it, and the fish transforms Flying dragon..."

The desolation is filled with agitation, and the echo of the cave wall adds some sadness for no reason, as if a moth sees the flame on the table and will still rush forward involuntarily.

The people at the bottom of the cave began to climb up. Under the dim light, people kept falling down, and there was a heavy sound of skin and flesh hitting the ground. As they went to the upper floor, there were fewer and fewer people. There were only Liao Liao and a few people left, and the first person was a man in ragged clothes wearing a mask. The blood on his body hadn't dried up. I could clearly recognize him. He was the one who had just been beaten in the ghost meeting , Under the dim light at the bottom of the cave, he raised his eyes. Although it was far away, I saw the faint dark gold in the depths of his eyes again.

All of a sudden, I felt sad for a while, not knowing what to do, what is Liu Dequan going to do?
Is this identity really that important?
I suddenly feel that all this is not so fun.

The roaring and shouting at the bottom of the well is still the same, sandwiched between the singing and singing, no fear of life and death. Here, human life is like an ant.

But what makes me flustered is that I don't feel afraid, but I feel that all this is taken for granted.

But the position I am standing in now was born for me.

A certain meat stewed on the table gave off a strong aroma, which penetrated into my nose. The steam was hazy, blurring my vision. I saw that person climbing higher and higher, while Gu Lang, who was standing opposite, pulled out his The sword at the waist.

Even Liu Dequan, who was smiling all over his face, put away the smile lines on his face, and his expression was as solid as a rock.

He was not the so-called prisoner in the first place, and he would die if he climbed out!
But he still kept going up, kept going up, jumping across the wider and wider gaps, until he reached the end, the longest gap, if he couldn't jump to this end of the cliff, he would He fell straight down and fell into flesh.

What is he going to do, what will he do?
"Liu Dequan..." I turned my head to the side, only to see that Liu Dequan's friendly and kind expression had disappeared, and his eyes and brows were all condensed and strange.

"If you are not the pavilion master, what use is it to us?" Across the table, the table was steaming, and his eyes were as cold as shattered ice.

Suddenly, my vest was pushed by a strong force, and my body flew up involuntarily, and fell straight down. When I fell, I saw the pitiful and cold look in the eyes of this chubby man.

Strangely, at this moment, I actually felt it was taken for granted.

This is the truth of the matter, this is where I should have stayed, and the warm and laughing days on the mountain are my dreams. It is ridiculous that I have continued this dream for so long.

If I am not their cabinet master, what is the use?
All he did was to wake me up and let me become their pavilion master again. That amazingly talented and capable person can lead them to make glory again, and their pavilion master will naturally be able to avoid... After this blow, he escaped the situation of falling to the ground and being smashed into minced meat. If he couldn't avoid it, he would die as an idler.

But I want to be an idler, eat, drink, and be merry.

Unfortunately, even this, I can't do it.

I closed my eyes, only to feel my body falling rapidly, and I thought, is it more painful than being broken by a human trafficker when falling to the ground?
Unfortunately, I don't even have this memory in my mind.

During the fall, I actually heard my own laughter: that's good, I finally have such a memory.

Suddenly, I heard that tearing cry: "Luoer!"

The voice came from beside me, I opened my eyes, and saw the frightened eyes of the man on the cliff under the mask, the light gold in the eyes had turned into a thick dark gold, his hands, Grabbed my arm.

Due to the excessive force, there was a sound of his clothes being torn apart, the muscles on his arms were exposed to the cold wind, it was black with sweat beads, the mask on his face was torn off due to the force, and his face was bearded. Mustache, and crystal beads of sweat rolled down the straight bridge of the nose. He held onto the high rock with one hand, the muscles on his arm were knotted, and the gray jade chain on his wrist was broken by the sharp rock, and the beads rolled down. Only one rubber band is left to hang half-suspended above his wrist.

He held my hand tightly and lifted me straight up, but I heard the sound of the boulder breaking, and when I looked up, there was a crack in the pillar held by the other hand, and on it, Qing Gui leaned close, with a rope tied around her waist, she charged straight down with her sword in her hand, and said loudly, "Your Highness, let her go quickly."

If you let me go, he can live.

Compared with his life, my life is much cheaper in terms of value. If it was me, I would definitely let go.

A person needs ability to save others, right?
Putting your own life in it will not save others, this is not the principle of the world.

So I said: "His Royal Highness, listen to her and let me go... If you only break your leg, please ask the best doctor to treat me."

Between us, we were strangers, and there was no life-and-death friendship.

His eyes turned into a thick golden color, he suddenly raised his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Quickly use your power..."

I heard the sound of Shi Yan cracking, and felt my body lift upwards, skimming a distance of Zhang Xu. On the edge of the rock, the sound of the pillar breaking was heard from afar, and his body fell straight down, with sand and stones falling heavily on both sides. Only then did I hear his unfinished words: "... light work"

(End of this chapter)