The villagers in the four carriages were led out of the carriage. It was dark. The black belted man with a scimitar in his hand, jumped over the pile of stones, went forward and pointed a few points, then nodded and said, "This errand was done well." He led everyone around the pile of stones, arrived at the wooden house, and turned around and said, "Wait for a moment!" He pushed open the wooden house and went in first. After a while, the wooden door was opened. A few people were first to enter. The decorations in the house were extremely simple, with two wooden beds on the left and right. There was a pot table in the middle of the two wooden beds. However, now the iron pot on the table had been removed, and a huge black hole was exposed under the table, which was obviously an entrance.

This pot is fake, but the entrance is real.

"After entering, you know what rules are yourself." The man with black belt said in a deep voice: "The wind has been much tighter recently, and the orders sent from above have also made everyone be careful. The traps below are now open, so don't get out of trouble."

Everyone agreed, and the four carriages were divided into four teams, shaking the bells to lead the unconscious villagers into the dark hole. One by one, after another, everyone entered the hole. Two people with black scarves guarding outside had raised the big iron pot together and put it on the pot table again. After a little concealment, it was difficult to find the flaws.

Chu Huan was among the crowd at this time.

Wuchang was fascinated by the soul. He had already changed into the clothes of the poisoned villagers with Ma Zhengliu Suifeng in advance, and even disguised his hair, pretending to be a villager and mixed in. Along the way, he was quite far away from Taiyuan City. He didn't even know where the mountain he was in Anyi. When he heard the incision codes on both sides, he knew in his heart that these guys were indeed from Tianmen Dao, and the people who pretended to be gods and ghosts seemed to be from Tianmen Dao.

Chu Huan did not know that the Tianmen Dao existed in the Tianmen Dao, but he also understood that the so-called arts were likely to be a branch under the Tianmen Dao.

At this time, he was disguised as a walking corpse. After following the disciple of Shudao, after entering from the strange entrance, there was a downhill that extended downhill, which was pitch black all over the place. The disciple of Shudao in front was obviously very familiar with this road. Although the lights were not lit, he could move forward smoothly in the darkness. The bells kept ringing and the road gradually became widening. Chu Huan was in the crowd, lowering his head slightly. After a moment, he felt a little brighter in front of him. He did not look up at this time, but just swept the sides from the corner of his eyes, and soon became surprised.

Although he couldn't see the whole picture at this time, he had already faintly felt that he seemed to be in a huge space. When he just entered the cave, he felt a little depressed, but at this moment he felt that his whole body was loose, and an extremely empty feeling rose up, gradually moving forward, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Suddenly, Chu Huan was surprised to find that he was actually on a stone beam, and it was suddenly empty from all directions. The crisscrossing stone beams were like spider webs. This was an extremely huge space. He was like a drop in the ocean in this huge space.

The two sides of the stone beam are empty, and this stone beam is like a bridge leading to the depths, hanging in the air. If you are not careful, falling from both sides of the stone beam will inevitably be broken.

A stone gate appeared in front of him. Two men with black scarves guarded with swords. After the code was passed, they opened the stone gate. After the group passed through the stone gate, several roads separated in front of him. Several disciples of the arts were familiar with the road and turned left. Chu Huan looked around quietly and saw countless stone beams crisscrossing, forming an extremely three-dimensional space with a very wide view, but the light in the entire huge cave was still extremely dark. Although the vision was far away, it was not clear.

Chu Huan just vaguely heard the sound of ping-pong faintly, and he didn't know where to send it.

If it were outside the mountain, it was impossible to imagine that there was such a huge space inside the mountain. This three-dimensional space seemed to have been carefully excavated by manual labor, but relying on human power, it seemed impossible to build such a magical place.

The disciple of Shudao brought the poisoned villagers out of a stone chamber and led everyone in. Then they all went out and closed the stone gate. Chu Huan knew that the people from Tianmen Dao would never leave everyone, otherwise there would be no need to take them so far. His guess was indeed good. Within half an hour, the stone gate opened with a "boom", and three or four men holding steel knife heads wrapped in black scarves appeared in front of the door. These people were all wearing black belts. After entering the door, they looked at them without saying a word, but they all held the sharp steel knife in their hands, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

Soon, another man with a red scarf wrapped in his head came in. He had a red bag tied around his waist, which was extremely conspicuous. Behind him was a man with a black scarf. The man was carrying a large wooden barrel in his hand. There was water in the barrel, and a small wooden ladle was floating on it. The man with a red scarf had already asked in a deep voice: "How many people are there?"

"There are twenty-five people in total." One person replied.

The man in red scarf nodded and said, "Feed them!"

Two men with black scarf stepped forward, one of them raised a villager on the left and the other side, and put the wooden barrel in front of the wooden barrel. The wooden barrel had already been placed on the ground. The man who had previously carried the wooden barrel had already scooped half a scoop of water in the barrel. The color of the water was quite strange, with a dark green color. The three of them poured half a scoop of water into the mouth of the villagers, and then threw the villagers aside and went to hold a second person.

Chu Huan and the other two leaned against the corner of the stone chamber at this time. Although they did not look up, they also saw this scene from the corner of their eyes. They didn't know what these guys were doing.

Seeing that seven or eight people were flooded one after another, Ma Zheng and Liu Suifeng became anxious. They didn't know what was in the barrel. If it was medicine, would they really have to drink it? Judging from the posture in front of them, it seemed that all the arrested villagers had to drink the water in the barrel.

Suddenly, the villagers who had been fed water suddenly started to cough. The cough was extremely severe and seemed to be about to cough out their lungs. Soon, someone had heard someone say in a daze: "This...what is this?"

At this time, Ma Zheng and the others suddenly realized that it seemed that the water in the wooden barrel was not a poison, but a poison used to detoxify. Everything was as Chu Huan said. These people were not nightmare, but poisoned. After taking the antidote in the wooden barrel, they quickly took effect. If they were really nightmare, they would never be able to recover their minds so easily.

The villagers woke up one after another and found themselves in the stone chamber. Several tall and big men were still holding swords in their hands. When they saw the villagers who had not yet recovered their minds, they felt that they were indescribable and were all panicked. Someone had asked at the disciples of the Tianmen: "Who are you? What do you...what do you want to do?"

A black scarf man had already raised his knife and said coldly: "Everyone is standing on the other side of the wall, be honest, whoever acts rashly will kill him with one knife!"

Although these villagers panicked, they saw that there were only five or six people on the other side, and there were quite a few people on their side, and they were all strong and strong young men. They said boldly: "We are going home, where is this place? What are you bringing us here for?"

"We are going home..." Other villagers also started shouting.

The red scarf man had no expression on his face. With a look, the two black scarf men had already stepped forward with their swords, pointed forward with the blade and said sternly: "Facing with the stone wall, hurry up..."

When the villagers saw the cold blade, they did not dare to touch each other head-on, and looked at each other. Everyone saw the anger in their companions' eyes. They did not understand the specific situation and only thought they were tied up by bandits. The brave ones had already clenched their fists secretly. After all, the other party was not many, so they might not be able to take a try.

However, the disciples of Tianmen seemed to have noticed the villagers' resistance. When the two black scarfs saw that the villagers were still hesitating and refused to turn around, they looked at each other, raised their legs and kicked them out, and heard the "Ouch" screams. The two villagers fell to the ground. Seeing this, someone had already shouted: "What are you going to do, why do you want to hit someone..." Before this person finished speaking, he saw a knife flashing, and the man's head was red.

The red scarf man in the scarf had already come forward, and his sword was like lightning, and he was ruthless and ruthless. He cut off the throat of the villagers without mercy. The villagers' eyes burst, his hands covered his throat, and blood spurted out from his fingers. Everyone was stunned. Even the villagers who were stabbed seemed to be unbelievable. They swayed their bodies twice, then fell to the ground, twitching twice, and then stopped moving. The blood flowed on the ground, spreading, and it seemed unusually bloody.

Seeing this, Ma Zheng and Liu Suifeng were furious. The other party was disregarding human life and did not regard people as human beings at all. Just because the man said something more, he took human life. His heart was so vicious that he wanted to jump out immediately. However, without Chu Huan's instructions, the two of them naturally did not dare to act rashly. Moreover, both of them were from camels. One of the greatest abilities of camels is that they have good tolerance. Although they were extremely annoyed, they still tried their best to endure it.

A murderous intent flashed in Chu Huan's eyes, but this murderous intent flashed by, and his whole body was as quiet as water. The villagers who had already woken up were already frightened. Only then did they realize that these bandits really killed people without blinking, like demons, and they really couldn't resist it.

"Everyone is carrying it on your back." The Black Turban Man scolded again. Everyone dared not resist anymore. They turned around, faced the stone wall, and followed the Black Turban Man's instructions, wrapped their hands behind their heads, and did not dare to act rashly.

Here we continue to feed the antidotes of the villagers who have not yet awakened, one after another. If one is awake, he will immediately stand facing the wall under the threat of the Black Turban Sword.

Chu Huan sneered in his heart. The evil words of the Tianmen Tao confused the people and bewitched the people, claiming to build a peaceful world and let the people live and work in peace and contentment. However, just now, he has just entered the disciples of the Tianmen Tao. The cruelty and cruelty of these people have already made Chu Huan feel very disgusted. The so-called saving the world and saving the people is completely nonsense. They are nakedly a group of bandits. If such a Tianmen Tao is not eliminated, the laws of heaven will not tolerate it.
Chapter completed!