This cave is actually an extinct volcano, but due to its age and crustal changes, the top of the volcano was buried. When Mo Yun and the others chose this place, it was because the space here was large enough.

  Leng Xuan only felt a pain in his back as he fell nearly 100 meters in the air, as if he had hit some hard stone slab. Then, only to hear a loud 'bang', the stone slab seemed to be smashed by him, and the body continued to fall down. However, this time, after only falling more than ten meters, Leng Xuan's body touched the bottom of the cave. Falling from such a high place, even with the backing of a strong body, Leng Xuan still felt a lot of pain. Fortunately, some of the strength was removed from the slate just now, otherwise, if he fell directly from such a high place, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

   struggled to get up from the ground, Leng Xuan glanced around, but saw the surrounding darkness and could not see anything clearly. Seeing this, Leng Xuan decided to stay put and wait for Yingying and the others to come down. After a while, a sound of breaking through the sky came from above. Leng Xuan raised his head and glanced at it. Soon, he discovered that the person who came was not Yingying, but the puppet. Seeing that the puppet was coming at him, Leng Xuan's expression couldn't help changing, and he hurriedly walked to the side, trying to avoid the impact of the puppet. However, as soon as his legs moved, the ground felt empty. The center of gravity was unstable, his body crooked, and he fell down again.

   This time, Leng Xuan didn't know where he fell, and his body collided with the hard slate from time to time. Fortunately, he was protected by a strong body, so he was not injured. After falling more than ten meters, Leng Xuan's head hit the ground. When he got up from the ground, he heard a sudden 'click' sound above his head, but nothing happened. Leng Xuan stood up, like a blind man touching an elephant, searching for a way out. After groping for a while, Leng Xuan found that there were walls on all sides, and there was no exit at all. At this time, his hand seemed to touch a table, which was covered with dust. Besides, there seems to be something on the table. I don't know what he touched, but a cluster of small flames suddenly rose. Through the dim sunlight, Leng Xuan finally saw clearly.

   At this moment, he was in a stone room, and at the top of the stone room, it was all sealed with stone slabs, and even the entrance where he fell in just now was gone. In the stone room, there was an offering table with an incense burner and a few white candles, and the faint light came from the white candles. On the top of the offering table, there was a portrait hanging. What surprised Leng Xuan was that the picture only had a body, but no face, as if the person who painted it did not want people to know the identity and appearance of the person in the painting. In the lower right corner of the portrait, there is a line of small characters engraved with a name on it, which reads 'Chunmingke'.

  Leng Xuan took a closer look, and soon noticed that there was a bundle of scrolls under the portrait. Perhaps the surface of these scrolls has faded over time. Leng Xuan carefully removed the scrolls and spread out one of them.