When Liu Yuanyuan and Don began their investigation.
Jiang Qiao also entered the underground palace.
He followed the two of them all the way to Ma Dang Mountain, then entered the mountain and found these ruins before following them into the underground palace.
No one noticed him during the process.
Of course, he could not let anyone discover him.
"The air is circulating well."
Jiang Qiao glanced at the two of them and did not continue traveling with them.
Alone.
He entered a passage to the front right.
The map Fang Ying had given Don and the others showed that this passage was very long, but it was a dead end. Natural rock blocked the way at the bottom, so it seemed that the passage had never been completed.
Perhaps because of this.
Don and the others had chosen the other side.
The passage where someone had witnessed a white figure swaying had become the starting point of their exploration.
The passage was straight.
About three meters wide, it was not particularly narrow.
There were no bends in the middle, either.
Only occasionally did rotten Wood Doors appear along either side.
He opened one.
Inside was a small room of a dozen or so square meters. It seemed to have been used for storage, but now it was empty, without a thing inside.
"It's very old."
"Some sort of supernatural phenomenon has preserved its existence."
"But it's still rotten."
"Fang Ying's information from the early stage was correct. I don't know what architectural style this is, but judging by its age, it has existed for at least several thousand years—perhaps even more than ten thousand."
Jiang Qiao walked very slowly.
Wooden racks had been placed along both sides of the passage at regular intervals.
Lit oil lamps sat on