I’ve Led the Villain Astray, How Do I Fix It?

Xu Zirong smiled and nodded, and looked around her brother's body ambiguously. In fact, he wanted to see his brother dance pole dancing for him, but unfortunately, so far, this is still just a dream.

Two bamboo monsters, one of which was paralyzed, fell to the ground and twitched from time to time, while the other lay on the ground and patted the mouse with his big hand again and again, only to be caught between his fingers by the old tree again and again. Slip out.

Taking this opportunity, the three of Xu Ziyan quietly stepped into the small stone building. Before entering, Xu Ziyan inadvertently glanced at the plaque, only to feel that a white shadow flashed by, and he wanted more. When I looked closely, it was gone.

"elder brother?"

"It's alright." Xu Ziyan shook his head, looking at the vague three words "Mo Xuange" on the plaque, he always felt that it wasn't his illusion just now.

According to the guide of the map, the group quickly found the entrance to the secret path. It was an ordinary-looking bookcase, which was close to the wall. From the outside, it could not be seen that there was a secret hidden under it. path.

The method to open the secret path is also recorded on the map. Xu Ziyan scanned it around and saw a vase placed in the corner.

He walked over, forcefully twisted the vase aside, and the bookcase lifted up along the wall, revealing the dark hole below.

Xu Ziyan didn't have time to say anything, so he threw the quick rubble to determine the depth of the cave, and then jumped in the lead.

Tianle looked at the dark tunnel with disgust, and pouted: "I hate this dark place the most, I hope there won't be anything strange in it." After speaking, he sighed and jumped down. .

Xu Zirong rolled his eyes at him, flicked his fingertips, and soon a drop of blood essence fell into his palm.

He jumped into the hole, the bookcase slowly slid down, and returned to its original position.

Soon, the deafening roar of the Bamboo Building Monster sounded outside the window, but no matter how much he roared, he could never touch the stone building.

The cave was very dark, and after the bookcase was restored to its original state, there was not even a trace of light. Fortunately, the cultivator never lacked lighting tools, so Xu Ziyan rummaged in his pocket and found a fireball.

The fireballs are not big, but the light is very bright. Xu Zirong used a small magic to hang a few fireballs around them, just illuminating the surrounding environment.

The air in the secret trail was dry and smelled of dust. Several people moved slowly along the passage, seemingly calm, but everyone raised their hearts to the top.

It is also a trap. The strength of the two bamboo buildings outside is simply shocking. If it is not for the lack of intelligence, they will never have a chance to enter this secret path.

But outside, they still have room to escape. If they encounter such a monster in this secret path, I am afraid that all three of them will have to explain it here.

Xu Ziyan knew from the beginning that in order to enter this treasure, at the very least, he had to cultivate at the Nascent Soul cultivation. The worst is the Golden Core Great Perfection. Without the strength of the Nascent Soul, it is purely to feed these monsters.

When Bai Hua was here, it was true that Tian Le was a snake spirit disease, but those high-level monsters and terrorist organizations also contributed.

At that time, Bai Hua was still the male lead, and he almost died here. Now Xu Ziyan believes that he has no male lead's life, so of course he must be more cautious.

(Tian Dao: Hehe... I haven't realized my identity yet, and I'm also drunk!)

The passage is a little long, and it took about two hours to walk all the way before I saw an open hall.

The floor of the hall is covered with a layer of white stone bricks with a very smooth surface, and dozens of brooms are placed in the corners... um, no, it's a writing brush!

Xu Ziyan sweated silently in his heart. It really wasn't his fault that he regarded the brush as a broom. Whose brush was as big as a broom!

"This is... an organ?" Tian Le looked at the door curiously. The hall was very quiet, except for the stone bricks on the ground and the brooms in the corners, there was basically nothing else.

Across the hall is a closed gray door, and there is no other exit except that door.

"So...how do I open the door here?" Tianle asked while rubbing his chin.

Xu Ziyan spread out his hands, this map really didn't say anything, but anyway, let's go check it out first.

Since the blood beast is a good thing, Xu Ziyan no longer has to worry about finding the way.

This time, an unlucky cat-shaped monster appeared. As soon as it entered the room, the dozens of brushes in the corner were activated, jumped up from the ground, and charged towards the blood cat.

The blood cat's movements are also considered sensitive, and it jumped out of the encirclement of dozens of brushes in a few times, but there is nothing else...

Once the blood cat stepped into the room, it was immediately surrounded by brushes, but the brushes didn't move any further.

If the blood cat leaves the range of the room, those brushes will return to their original corners and return to their original quiet state.

"It seems that this brush is not used to attack." Xu Ziyan came to this conclusion after several observations.

"It's not an attack, could it be that you can't write?" Tian Le sneered.

Xu Zirong's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the words, and his eyes turned around on the white ground. He grabbed his brother's sleeve and pointed to the ground: "Brother, do you think this ground looks like rice paper?"

Xu Ziyan glanced at the white stone bricks that he had neglected, and an inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be... this level is

What are they going to spend writing on the ground with those brushes?

Speaking of which, isn't the most basic function of the brush used for writing? They seemed to be thinking a little bit just now.

"I'll try it." Xu Ziyan thought for a while, but decided to try it out for himself.

Although the blood cat is sensitive, it is only a blood beast after all, and its intelligence is limited. It is too difficult for a beast to write with a brush. It is better to do it yourself.

Xu Zirong was about to stop his brother, but was stopped by a look from the other side. He took a step back silently, secretly slandering in his heart: Where did my brother's obsession with protecting his younger brother come from? He really doesn't need his brother's protection, but rather wants to protect his brother...

It's a pity...Only this matter, no matter how coquettish Xu Zirong rolls around, it can't change Xu Ziyan's thoughts.

Xu Ziyan slowly stepped into the hall, and the moment the soles of his feet touched the white stone bricks, the brush at the corner seemed to fly in front of him.

Xu Ziyan's heart moved, and he watched the brushes vigilantly, but he didn't expect to show a dumbfounded expression soon after.

It turned out that he actually felt a feeling of leaping and trying on those brushes.

"Choose me, choose me! I'm the best!"

"Choose me quickly, my figure is the best!"

"Look here! Look here! I fly the fastest!"

Xu Ziyan:  …

With a speechless expression on his face, looking at the dozens of brushes, he really didn't know what choice to make.

"Cough, who can tell me, what the hell is going on?" Xu Ziyan helplessly interrupted their quarrel, and tried to convey this sentence with his own consciousness.

There was a moment of silence, followed by a louder noise.

"My God! He can actually hear our voices!" This is a jade pen speaking.

"Impossible, how can ordinary monks hear our voice?" This is a brush with almost bald hair.

"Ahhhhh, great! Someone can talk to us!" This is a brush with a very thin barrel.

"Wait wait... This person can hear us, so he must be a monster too?"

'Monster' Xu Ziyan:  …

"Brother, how are you?" Xu Zirong was waiting at the door, and found that the brushes were circling excitedly around her brother, and she couldn't help but worry.

"I'm fine." Xu Ziyan replied, then turned his head and continued to look at the brushes: "How about it, who can tell me the situation here first?"

"That... can you really hear us?" asked an expensive-looking brush with a few pearls on the barrel.

Xu Ziyan nodded, thought for a while and then said, "If you don't believe me, I can let others come in and listen."

The group of brushes chatted and discussed, and they all agreed with Xu Ziyan's proposal.

Xu Ziyan took the initiative to go out and replaced Xu Zirong in.

After confirming that Xu Zirong could also hear their voices, the group of brushes became excited. For a while, the entire hall was like a group of demons dancing wildly. Those excited brushes flew around the entire hall, and occasionally sprinkled them. Next a large piece of ink, and improvise a few words on the white ground...

It took a full quarter of an hour to quiet them down, and Xu Ziyan only had time to ask how to open the door.

The extremely thick brush kindly explained to Xu Ziyan that this level was originally supposed to be a fight, that is, the person who needs to pass the level chooses a brush, and then competes with another brush randomly selected.

If you win, you can naturally pass. If you lose, it doesn't matter, just return to the original place.

In general, this is a relatively safe level, and it will not put the monk's life in danger.

It's just that all the brushes are in a state of extreme excitement. I want them to calm down now and honestly guard the customs. It seems...it's a little difficult.

When it came to a little difficulty, the thick brush turned his face silently, Xu Ziyan looked at the brushes that were flying wildly in the hall, and felt that if he wanted to calm them down in a short time, it would be difficult not only Just 'a little bit'...

"Then what can you do?" Xu Ziyan asked in a low voice towards the thick brush in the water tank.

The brush twisted his thick body, and said embarrassedly: "These little guys have been bored here for too long, so something a little exciting will have to fly like this for at least three days."

Xu Ziyan:  …