Luo Xingchen also glanced at the passage before retreating from it.

But he left many questions in his mind.

When those passages look like they are made of stones.

The stones are closely connected.

The channel extends into the inside without knowing its geometry.

If, as the ink ruler said, this secret passage leads to outside the Yudai Mountain, it would be amazing.

Such a large project volume is probably not something that ordinary people can do.

In the whole world, only one family can complete this project.

This family is the royal family.

The royal family can use the power of the whole country to build it, but even so, such a huge project volume cannot be achieved overnight.

"Sister Zi Yan, will there be records in the nearby counties? Such a large project cannot appear out of thin air." Luo Xingchen asked.

"If you have this possibility, I will send a letter later and ask someone to check it out." Zi Yan felt that this idea was good. If you could find relevant records, it might be able to avoid many dangers.

"Fengle County Town, there are many roads away from here... Will it take a waste of time when checking the county annals?" Mo Chi was a little worried.

County Chronicles are collections of historical records of a county. In many cases, not only records this dynasty, but also records of previous dynasties.

In some places, county governments suffer wars, and the stored county annals records can be traced back to more than a thousand years.

“We don’t need to go in person.”

Zi Yan smiled slightly.

"Captain Mo, don't worry, we will stay in Mo Village. As for checking the county annals, you will understand when you return to Mo Village."

"College Mo, after you go back, you must find your enemies as soon as possible. This is the top priority."

Luo Xingchen Road.

With half-believing and half-doubting thoughts, the three of them walked back along the same path.

After entering the Moyun Forest, suddenly, three flying knives with cold light shining in the shape of a font, running quickly towards the ink ruler.

The direction of the flying knife is aimed at the back of the ink ruler.

Mo Chi didn't have time to turn around or hide.

At this moment, Zi Yan reached out and grabbed three cold lights in his hand.

"Sister Ziyan, your hand." Luo Xingchen couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't worry, I've brought gloves." Zi Yan said.

Luo Xingchen suddenly remembered that Zi Yan had a strange thing in the sky silkworm gloves. He was not afraid of water and fire, nor was he afraid of swords and weapons. It was also a transparent glove. He put it on his hands and could hardly see it without paying attention.

Zi Yan looked around vigilantly, and above the bushes, a figure disappeared quickly.

"What a quick light skill, we can't catch up with it." Zi Yan said.

"I dare to kill someone to shoot back. That man is very brave..." Luo Xingchen pinched his chin with his fingers and said thoughtfully, "I saw that person, it should be a woman... Why do I feel a little familiar?"

Luo Xingchen developed a faint sense of familiarity.

As for what he is familiar with, he can't say now.

"Get back quickly. If it's too late, maybe something will happen again."

Zi Yan glanced at him and said, "Xingchen, go ahead and lead the way, pay attention to protection, Village Chief Mo, you go in the middle, my palace behind."

Among the three, the weakest one is the ink ruler.

If Mo Chi dies in an accident, then the black pot is likely to be tied to Zi Yan, Luo Xingchen and the others.

After this incident, the three of them accelerated their speed to return to the village and strengthened their protection.

They finally left Moyunlin and were not assassinated.

Before he could return to the village, he was at the entrance of the village. Luo Xingchen saw Mo Chi's younger brother Mo Gui, standing at the entrance of the village, pacing back and forth with great anxiety.

When he saw Mo Chi, Luo Xingchen and Zi Yan were all back. A hint of joy flashed across Mo Gui's face, and he immediately greeted him.

"Brother, has the little tiger baby been retrieved?"

Mo Gui looked at Mo Chi with a puzzled look, Luo Xingchen and Zi Yan, and left and right... He did not see Xiaohuwa.

"Not following Mo Gui, let's go back soon. I'm going to ask my father if there is something." Mo Chi sighed and began to urge him.

"Dad is at home, so we're going to ask."

Mo Gui originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing Mo Chi was so anxious, he knew that he had no intention of answering his questions, so he simply followed behind and said nothing.

The old village chief and Mo Chi had never separated, and there was no need to separate the family.

Mo Chi and Mo Gui's biological mother have passed away for many years. Now they only have one elderly person to support, and there is basically no pressure on life.

Therefore, the old village chief’s house is located in the middle of the village and is the best built.

After finally returning to the village, Luo Xingchen could see from a distance that the old village chief was leaning against the chair.

"Dad, I couldn't find Xiaohu's baby."

Mo Chi lowered her head with a heavy face.

"It's right that people can't be found. Do you think the evil people will be easily found?" the old village chief coughed lightly.

"Dad, do we have enemies in our family?"

Mo Chi asked with his eyes lit up.

"Yes, there are many enemies in our family, but the gods robbed Xiaohu Baby without knowing it. Perhaps only one person can do it." The old village chief sighed, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have a few more.

"Who?" Mo Chi said.

"A Qing, my adopted daughter back then." The old village chief seemed to have grown a little older.

Both Mo Chi and Mo Gui were stunned and didn't know what to say.

"Sir Luo, Lord Zi, let's go to the main hall, I will show you something." The old village chief stood up from the chair, hunched over.

Luo Xingchen and Zi Yan didn't say anything, and followed the old village chief to the main hall.

This is the main hall where they were having dinner. There is an incense table inside, and the little tiger baby avoided under the incense table.

After the old village chief walked in, he lifted the cloth on the incense table.

"Mo Zi, come and bring the box to the table." said the old village chief.

Mo Chi walked over quickly, squatted down, held the box with both hands, took it out of it, and placed it on the table.

A bunch of keys appeared in the old village chief’s hand...

With a series of clicks, the five dark locks on it were opened one by one.

The old village chief lifted the box and exposed the items inside.

"Is this, cloth tiger?"

Everyone saw the items inside clearly, but there was a lifelike cloth tiger inside!

"This is a tiger puppet."

The old village chief reached out and took the tiger out of the box, then placed it on the table.

He patted the tiger's palm on the right side of the body, and then something strange happened.

The tiger's eyes emitted a faint red light. Then, the tiger actually stepped apart and walked on the table. Its movements were very flexible, like a real big cat.

"Tiger puppet, is this really a dead thing?" Mo Chi said in shock.

"Of course it's dead, but it has an extremely exquisite design inside, which is something passed down from our ancestors."

The old village chief continued: "What matters is not just this thing, what matters is a map in the belly of the tiger puppet..."
Chapter completed!