"Mr. Jiang Hai! The pit below is empty, and I smell the scent of that monster. This might be a passage!"

Taoist Zi Jin frowned and pressed hard on the sunken steps. With only half the weight of his body, the entire huge stone sank rapidly, making a series of friction sounds.

"Master Zijin, don't worry about that for now. Let's send Mr. Fei up first!"

Old man Jiang Hai held onto the broken railing and shouted loudly to the people below. There was some panic and anxiety on his old face, but there was joy in his eyes!

"Okay!" He responded and carried Mr. Fei who was lying there on his back. It took a lot of effort to pull the man up with the rope.

Brother Chongzi and Old Man Jiang Hai carefully examined Mr. Fei's bones from left to right. Chongzi groped Mr. Fei's legs with his hands, pressed on his trouser pockets, and frowned.

"Is the bone broken?" He was a little confused as he pressed something like a spike!

Then he opened Mr. Fei's pocket, reached in and took something out. When he saw the thing in his hand, Brother Chongzi let out a strange cry and sat down immediately.

"What are you yelling for! What happened..." Old man Jiang Hai was startled and glared at him!

"Mr. Jiang Hai, look...what is this thing? Why does Mr. Fei carry it with him?"

Brother Chongzi spread out his hand, and Zhang Fan and Nangong Manyun looked up, only to see a bone fragment in Brother Chongzi's palm. There was also a small red lotus bag tied to the side, which had rotted in many places, leaving only strings of gold threads to maintain the shape of clouds. It was obvious that it was not Mr. Fei's own thing.

"This...did you take it out of his trouser pocket?"

Old man Jiang Hai asked a little unsurely!

"Why would I lie to you? Could it be that Mr. Fei has some kind of hobby that makes him particularly interested in things like dead women's corpses?" Brother Chongzi threw away the woman's purse in his hand in an unlucky manner and wiped his hands on his body quickly, with a bit of annoyance on his face.

"Alright, alright... Never mind whether Mr. Fei has any fetishes or not, just look at the person first!"

Old man Jiang Hai shook his head. He didn't care whether Mr. Fei had a hobby or not. As long as Mr. Fei was alive, he couldn't do without Mr. Fei on the rest of the journey.

Brother Chongzi also endured the nausea, helped Mr. Fei up, felt his tendons and veins, and finally nodded and said.

"It's nothing... I guess Mr. Fei stepped on the gap between the stairs and fell down along the broken stairs! There are no broken bones, at least he can save his life!"

Brother Chongzi said this with a smile, and seeing his carefree attitude, no one blamed him!

Because that is the fact, being able to save a life is already a great thing!

After all, after falling from such a high place, Mr. Fei only suffered some minor injuries. It's really fortunate.

Having seen too many teammates lose their lives due to carelessness, Brother Chongzi and Old Man Jiang Hai knew very well that this time Fei Xian's life was more important.

After all, when they entered the mountain, there were nearly dozens of people, and now there are only a few of them left. A few hours ago, the last two men of Brother Chongzi also died in the palace above. If something happened to Mr. Fei, it would be an unbearable burden.

After a careful examination, it was found that Mr. Fei was not seriously injured.

Taoist Zijin was below, holding the rope and shouting, "Old man, how is Mr. Fei? Is there anything serious?"

Mr. Jiang Hai replied, "Don't worry...it's just a minor skin injury, it doesn't look serious."

Taoist Zi Jin nodded and glanced at the place where the stone sank.

Zhang Fan slid down holding the rope, and Taoist Zi Jin pointed to the place where the stone fell.

"Master, there is a strong smell in that place! And there is a lot of space below, it should be a gap in the mountain leading to the inside, or a passage!"

Zhang Fan nodded, and came to the edge of the pit with Taoist Zi Jin. Looking at the rock that had sunk in the center and the female corpse lying next to it, Zhang Fan gave Taoist Zi Jin a wink!

He walked down briskly, jumped on the stone, and the whole stone fell down rapidly. When the stone was swallowed by the hole, Taoist Zi Jin flashed and was out of the danger range in an instant.

With a loud crackling sound, the step stone sank, and cracks appeared in other places under the feet of the crowd. With a rumbling sound, a huge black hole with a radius of three meters appeared.

But at this moment, Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, and he saw the female corpse, which also sank along with the surrounding soil.

In an instant, the art of looking at qi was actually activated autonomously, and at the same time a picture appeared before his eyes.

That happened hundreds of years ago. A long funeral procession came to this section of stairs.

The female corpse was taken out of the coffin and placed in the corner of the stairs.

At this time, Zhang Fan noticed a figure on the right side with his back to the stairs. He slightly turned his head and saw a familiar face.

"He...is actually Mr. Fei!"

Before he could take a closer look, the picture had disappeared, and when he came to his senses, the female corpse had also fallen into the darkness below!

"Master, this is really a passage! Come and take a look."

Taoist Zijin approached the cave entrance. It was pitch black inside. The layers of mountain walls on both sides seemed to have been dug out by something! The cave walls were very smooth. Taoist Zijin raised his flashlight to illuminate it, but he could not see the end of the path!

But it’s not that there were no discoveries!

At the inclined position under Taoist Zi Jin's feet, some stone gaps can be seen, but they are filled with some specially made stone bricks, leaving a flat and smooth angle below the slope. On these stone bricks, there are also many traces of being rubbed by something, and some of the stone bricks have deep grooves on their surface.

"I'm sure that snake has been here! And it has built a path for itself... a path that goes underground!"

Taoist Zijin stood up and pointed at the hole under his feet: "Master, this must be the entrance to Wanku Mountain!"

Zhang Fan frowned, looking at the dark passage that tilted downward. He did not use his extraordinary power to investigate, but only relied on his judgment! All this always felt too coincidental.

The time when the stairs under Mr. Fei's feet fell was very coincidental, and everything seemed to be in line with the word fate!

He even saw a replica of Mr. Fei from hundreds of years ago appear, and it even had a deep relationship with this female corpse!

But he always felt something was wrong, as if someone had set a trap for him.

"Master?" Taoist Zi Jin saw that he was silent and couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Fan took a breath and said, "Go, tell this good news to Mr. Jiang Hai!"