Chapter Ninety-Two: The Stone Wall Dark Room

Xuanyuan Hao's expression was grim, and his eyes wandered everywhere in the room.

The messy footprints in the house make it obvious that there are many people coming and going in this room.

They searched for the footprints, but found them in all four directions.

Xuanyuan Hao walked to the north wall, pressed his ear against the wall, and knocked softly twice.

Seeing this, Ah Huan also tapped on the other wall. After a circle, the two of them were fruitless. The walls are sturdy and heavy, and there should be no secret doors.

Xuanyuan Hao's face was pale and his expression was solemn. He looked at the study in front of him, the surroundings were very clean, there were only simple wooden chairs on the side of the wall, he and Ah Huan had already moved, and no abnormalities were found.

All that remains is the desk on the south side.

Ah Huan walked to the bookshelf and picked up the books to check them one by one.

Xuanyuan Hao also walked over, but his eyes fell on the desk.

White rice paper is laid out on the tabletop, and the ring ruler is pressed on it. Xuanyuan Hao walked over and sat on the mahogany chair.

There are several stacks of books stacked on the left side of the desk, and the square inkstone is in the upper right corner. There is also a brush holder in the upper right corner, where three brushes of different sizes are hung. The order of the brushes is very strange, the middle brush is the largest, the right one is the smallest, and the left side is moderate. There are vague words engraved on it.

Xuanyuan Hao looked at the square inkstone and the brush stand, pondered for a moment, got up and walked to the pen stand.

Picking up the biggest of them, there are two words: 'The crowd looked for her a thousand times, and suddenly looked back, but the person was in the lamplight.'" The words were engraved on it in small letters. Xuanyuan Hao picked up the two pens on the left and right again, and wrote on them respectively, 'The moth snow willow is golden, and the laughter is full of dark fragrance', 'The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.'" ’

It is the Qingyu case of Xin Qiji, but it lacks a beginning.

"Lord Wang, there is no problem with the bookshelf." Ah Huan quickly finished the books, but there was not the slightest movement in the room.

"In these few words." Xuanyuan Hao said firmly.

Ah Huan walked over and had a headache when he looked at the three pens of different sizes. He studied martial arts, and he didn't know anything about literature!

"Lord Wang," Ah Huan grabbed his hand on the pen stand, "his subordinates are incompetent and don't understand poetry." ”

Xuanyuan Hao's brows tightened, "Look for a 'Dongfeng Night Release...' you let go of your hand!" ”

Xuanyuan Hao's gaze fell on Ah Huan's hand, and the faint revelation on the pen holder was not a small compilation? !

Ah Huan obeyed, silently letting go of the hand holding the pen holder. I thought, the prince is so majestic after he wakes up!

Xuanyuan Hao looked at it and found that it was engraved with the first sentence of the Qingyu case. With his heart moved, he placed the brush on top of the pen holder in the order of the verses.

I only heard a 'click' sound, and the position of the desk pen stand slowly began to fall, and the pen stand actually fell vertically until the top of the pen stand was completely submerged on the desk. The desk also began to sink, and the speed of the sinking was very fast, and it was only a few breaths, and the desk was completely sunk to the ground.

Then, a crack opened in the ground, and the gap slowly widened, a meter wide. The wooden chair on the ground fell under the gap. Xuanyuan Hao watched and jumped down.

Ah Huan followed closely and jumped down.

The hole is not deep, only one meter. It was very dark inside, and after the two of them jumped down, they found that there were deep stairs in front of them. After descending the stairs, there is a long corridor.

"Lord Wang, your subordinates will explore the way first, and you will follow." Ahh

"No, you don't." Xuanyuan Hao looked at the red feather sword in his hand flashing red light intermittently, knowing that the red feather felt the breath of its master and was leading him forward.

"I'll lead the way."

Ah Huan hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Yes." ”

It's a big deal, just keep up with him!

The flickering light of the Red Feather Sword intensified, illuminating the path under the feet of the two of them.

There are stone walls all around, and only the road under your feet is land, and the footprints on it are messy but clear.

They went all the way forward, and there were no hidden weapons to shoot. It didn't take long to reach a fork in the road, but the light of the Red Feather Sword suddenly weakened.

Suddenly, a dark sword shot out.

"Lord Wang, be careful!" Ah Huan shouted, and at the same time drew his sword to respond.

But that person's martial arts are obviously above Ah Huan, and Ah Huan was a little overwhelmed after a few moves.

Xuanyuan Hao looked at the weakened red feather sword light, and his heart tightened.

――

Chu Yueqing felt that her bones were about to fall apart, and those whips were all drawn on her back.

She didn't expect that Zhao Wan really wanted to get the pleasure of being born from someone else's begging for mercy! I can't help but feel a little glad in my heart, it seems that I didn't ask for mercy and chose to do the right thing.

But soon fell into a stupor.

After a few days and nights of water, he was beaten again. Chu Yue had no strength to support it early in the morning.

However, she couldn't sleep well, and the pain in her heart spread all over her. In a half-dream, half-awake, she sat in a bizarre dream.

One moment in the warm sun, the other in the cold cellar. After another change, she saw Zhao Wan whipping her again.

"Hmm!"

Chu Yueqing opened his eyes and felt a splitting headache.

In a trance, she heard the sound of 'tearing, tearing' coming from outside. My heart skipped a beat, could it be that Zhao Wan came back so soon!

She subconsciously wanted to hide, "Hmm! "Bang!"

It was the sound of her falling to the ground, and she didn't even have the strength to crawl.

The moment she fell to the ground, the light of the Red Feather Sword suddenly flourished. Illuminates everyone.

"Granny Jade!" Ah Huan shouted as he looked at his opponent wearing a black veil on his head.

The two of them received their sword moves at the same time, "Ahun." ”

Granny Yu's voice sounded coldly. Then he looked at Xuanyuan Hao and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"Granny Jade, this is our prince." Ah Huan replied.

Granny Yu and Xuanyuan Hao glanced at each other, but neither spoke again.

Ah Huan looked left and right, coughed lightly, and asked, "Granny Yu, have you found the whereabouts of the princess?" ”

"Not yet." Granny Yu said, "There are many stone chambers on both sides, and I have probed them one by one, but no one answered. Only this one, a little unusual, seems to have an oil lamp in it. ”

The stone room where Chu Yueqing was was facing the dark passage, and the lights that Zhao Wan had ordered someone to light in the stone room were still on.

Although the light revealed through the gap in the wooden door was very faint, it was dark in the dark room when Granny Jade entered. The faint light was already very bright.

"But the lock on the wooden door is very strong, I tried it, and I couldn't open it at all." Granny Yu said, the dark room is dark, and she relies on her hands to explore. If there was a light, maybe she still had a chance.

"Then cut it off!" Xuanyuan Hao said.

He drew out the red feather sword and slashed down with the red light of Dasheng.

"Poof!" With a thud, the chain broke. The red light of the Red Feather Sword was completely extinguished.

Xuanyuan Hao couldn't wait to push open the wooden door and walked in. The dim oil lamp illuminated the entire stone room, and Chu Yueqing lay on the ground covered in scars.

PS: Xiao Wu is incompetent, to borrow the word Xin Qiji...

Qingqing: "Hmmmm..." was gagged, and everything was said...