“The numbers don’t match up,” Chen Jing said. “There are also some Meijing Dojo members’ equipment that isn’t here.”
Dao Nan said, "When I entered the arena, I also saw some equipment. Did you not include it in your calculations?"
Chen Jing shook his head: "A lot."
"They ran that way," Chen Jing said, pointing to a direction in the mist as he looked at the footprints.
Mo Wuge looked over there and said to the scouts beside him, "Go take a look."
Dao Nan squatted down to the side and asked in a low voice, "You don't actually think they're still alive, do you? It's been so long."
Spending the night outside Ash City is dangerous! Wandering spirits transform into true ghosts at night!
Not to mention, the group from the Meijing Dojo didn't bring enough supplies.
Chen Jing shook his head. He just had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and he didn't really think they had any chance of surviving.
Soon, the scouts reported back.
"There's an underground passage over there!"
"What!" Mo Wuge's voice unconsciously rose a little as he said to Zhang Taoying and Moli, "You two, go to the back and report this information to Lord Black Hand. The rest of you, come with me to investigate the situation there."
The underground passage the scouts were talking about was actually a downward staircase. At the bottom of the staircase was an iron door that had been forcibly opened, and behind the door was a deep, dark abyss.
Mo Wuge remained at the top of the stairs, calmly instructing Chen Jing, Li Aidan, Dao Nan, He Lili, and the surrounding soldiers: "Go down and take a look, be careful."
Two scouts received orders and walked in front, with Chen Jing and the others following behind them.
Behind the iron gate was a passageway about 3 meters wide. Although the scouts hadn't considered the issue of operating at night, they still carried essential items like torches with them, and the torchlight illuminated the passageway.
Deep, dark, damp… that was Chen Jing’s first impression of the passage. The temperature here seemed to be much lower than up above. Chen Jing hadn’t gone far when he saw an abandoned bonfire at the edge of the torchlight at the front.
“There’s a campfire over there,” the scout said in a deep voice.
Another soldier touched the ashes of the campfire and said, "It was fueled by bushes and weeds, so the temperature was about the same as the surrounding environment. It's been a long time."
"Keep moving forward!" Mo Wuge commanded from above the stairs outside the iron gate of the passage.
Chen Jing and the others had no choice but to continue forward. After walking for a while, the scouts ahead suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
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