The door bolted from the inside meant that there was someone in the house, Shu Hui knocked a few times but didn't get a response, and couldn't help but worry.

"Nothing will happen, will it?" Shu Hui and Hongyu Ao Guang glanced at each other, and their lips were raised to silence them, and he was about to break down the door and go in to take a look.

Zhuo Mengling has a quiet temperament, and she doesn't even have a maid to serve on weekdays, and if she needs someone to help, she also calls for room service like other tenants, so Shu Hui is really worried about what happened to her by the burglars.

But it's obviously a bit inappropriate to break the door like this. At this moment, there are no lights in several rooms, all relying on the lanterns in the corridor and the moonlight outside the window.

Shu Hui thought for a while and glanced at the two: "The person must be inside, but it shouldn't be called, something may have happened." Ao Guang, you go and call the manager of the inner garden, and Hongyu will go to the restaurant to have a look and find someone who can talk about things. ”

The two men took the orders and left at each end of the hallway. When they stepped out of the range of light that could reach the windows of Room 1, they were suddenly pulled by Shu Hui with a dark shelter, and then there was only the sound of Ao Guang's boots clattering away on the plank.

And there is a relatively light sound of cloth shoes, but it has been circling in front of Zhuo Mengling's door, walking and stopping, and it seems to be very anxious. However, before the person who didn't exist was anxious for too long, the door was suddenly opened after the sound of Ao Guang's script disappeared.

At the same time, a huge and strange shadow slammed from the darkness to the last position of the footsteps at the door—of course, he pounced, but it startled Shu Hui and the three of them.

As soon as the shadow hit the ground, a small agile figure attached to it immediately felt bad, and it bounced up and wanted to retreat into the house. However, Shu Hui had already closed Zhuo Mengling's door with dark shelter before this, and re-bolted it from the inside.

The figure staggered on the door panel, got up in a hurry, and touched the waist with his right hand as if there was a hidden murder weapon, but suddenly it stood still.

Five seconds have come!

Hongyu and Ao Guang walked back from both ends of the corridor, and the three of them looked at the black shadow that was still on the ground, only to find that it was a dark green brocade quilt embroidered with copper coins. Thinking about it, the short man rushed out of the house just now, with the intention of covering Shu Hui with his head to prevent him from making a sound.

Shu Hui didn't have a sense of crisis at all, and was thinking about something else at the moment: "It turns out that Zhuo Mengling's own short quilt is also such a cheesy copper coin flower noodles, but it's a pity, I thought there would be any surprises when I saw the things in the boudoir of the Tang girl......"

"Ah, young master, this is a brute!" Redfish and Ao Guang have a different focus than his. The two stepped forward to investigate the short man in black who couldn't move or speak, and suddenly the red fish seemed to have found something, and exclaimed in surprise.

Barbarian? Shu Hui doesn't remember which ethnic group was called a barbarian in history, but different cultures and countries often called each other so contemptuous, regardless of the north, south, east and west, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign. The barbarians mentioned by Hongyu probably refer to the people whose cultural customs are more barbaric and backward than those of today's Tang people according to her values.

Ao Guang had more knowledge than her, and when he stepped forward and pulled down the man's collar, he saw the tattoo from his ear extending all the way down his cheek and neck to his chest.

"Fangman, it's a raw fang." Ao Guang is not very sure, he has only heard rumors, not seen it with his own eyes.

Qiongzhou was once renamed Yazhou during the Wude period, the state governed Ya'an, and the local Qiang and Fangren Tusi were bound, and it was not uncommon for the Fangren to appear here. What is strange is that most of the people who interact with civilized society are familiar fangs, and their language and customs are no different from those of the Tang people, and the raw fangs live in the mountains and wilderness, and it stands to reason that they will not come out easily, and the language is not comprehensible!

"Even if he is a student with a dream and has mastered a foreign language called Yayan, how did he get into Zhuo Mengling's room?" Shu Hui thought as she picked up the short quilt from the ground, ready to see Zhuo Mengling's situation before starting the interrogation.

The deadbolt automatically pulls out from behind the door, and the door opens to the sides, as if to welcome the king. Manipulating the newly-acquired marionette to follow behind the three of them and step into Zhuo Mengling's boudoir, Shu Hui was very satisfied with the entry of this pull -

It wasn't until he adjusted to the change of light that he saw that the bright blade in the room was trembling against the white and slender neck of Zhuo Mengling, who was unconscious with his hands and feet tied......

When I looked up, I saw a dark face that was terrified in horror.

"Redfish, go and light the lamp." Shu Hui was stunned, she didn't expect that there was a second person in this room, what a mistake. The door was closed so quickly that he didn't have time to see the situation inside the house, but it was estimated that the knife-wielding murderer might not know what was going on outside.

Liushun really didn't know what had just happened. Before, Shu Hui and the three of them returned to the residence two minutes earlier than the time the incense lord said, he was panicked to death, if it wasn't for the fact that another Zhang Baoqin was not found for fear of the incense master's reprimand, he would have slipped away, how could he still shrink into this room as a turtle in an urn?

"If I knew that this would happen, I shouldn't have drugged the young proprietor, otherwise I would have asked about the whereabouts of the other piano at this moment." Liushun regretted very much that he couldn't directly subdue the young proprietor because he was afraid, and in order to safely deliver food to her at night, he gave the secret medicine "Thousand Days of Drunkenness" in the wine.

The accomplice, Crunch, claimed to be a fang, but Liushun didn't believe it. Who is he, and Liushun can't see it? Isn't it just a felony who escaped or completed his sentence, disguised as a barbarian in order to cover up the tattoos on his face, this kind of routine he had already heard the guests blow when he ran to the hall in Shifang Building.

It is said that the fangman drinks water through his nose, and he has the ability to drink one for him to see? Choke him and pretend!

"I don't know if the young proprietor is strong enough for them to let us go...... No, if you want to go, you have to take Baoqin with you, otherwise my family will be affected even if I go back! Liushun's eyes rolled, not thinking about how to get out, but still thinking about the two treasure qins.

Shi Cai heard that the distinguished little guest carelessly supported the two subordinates, and Liushun and Ga Squeak thought that they had waited for the opportunity and wanted to control Shu Hui to leave a way back. But from the moment the door closed, Liu Shun couldn't understand it at all, he didn't know what was going on, he just instinctively wanted to grab Zhuo Mengling's life, the last straw.

Seeing that the little lady named Hongyu seemed to really plan to light the lamp, although Liushun already knew that his identity was destined to be impossible to hide, he still wanted to stop her. In the dark, he still felt a glimmer of safety.

He opened his mouth, and pressed the short knife down with a little force in his hand, wanting to threaten Hongyu, who was looking for a fire fold on the lampstand, and Shu Hui and Ao Guang, who seemed to care about Zhuo Mengling's safety, walked straight in front of him. As for why Crunch was also following behind, he couldn't figure it out, if all this was in the future, it would never be too late to think about it then.

"Don't come, or she'll die!" He screamed vigorously, but there was no movement in his hands. When Liushun finally realized that he couldn't even turn his neck except for his eyes and mouth, the red fish finally lit the lamp and candle.

The sudden light made Liushun's pupils shrink into a pintip-sized one, and the unknown power that made him unable to move, the unbelievable defection of his companions, and the rope that automatically broke on the young owner's body......

Everything happened in front of Liushun, and the fear was beyond measure. He only felt a pang of relaxation in his lower body, and he couldn't help but close his eyes as if resigned to his fate—but nothing happened.

In 20 seconds, smooth muscles take over! He couldn't even help himself to want to be scared of.

Gently probing Zhuo Mengling's snort and rolling her eyelids, Shu Hui breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was just stunned.

He pretended to take a jug of wine from the table, turned around and sat down at the point where the jug had been. While picking up the wine glass and drinking it himself, he moved Zhuo Mengling to the bed with a colorless dark shelter.

"Hongyu, you go get some hot water to wipe Sister Mengling, and Ao Guang will call someone to find a reliable doctor."

He gave instructions to the two of them separately as if no one was here, thinking that he could put some psychological pressure on the two gangsters who couldn't move in the house, but they didn't know that their hearts that had just been silent rekindled a glimmer of hope after seeing Shu Hui's death.

"The thousand-day drunkenness that is cherished by the incense lord is said to be given by the gods, even if this person has some demon magic, he may be enlightened!" Liushun felt a little excited.

"Wu Lao Daolian's fake wine, once poisoned a three-hundred-pound sow, twelve or thirteen-year-old children will become dementia after drinking three cups, just look at this monster can't fall......" Ga Crunch is obviously a high-level sect member and knows a lot of inside information.

Both of them glanced at Shu Hui expectantly, but there was no way, only the eyeballs could move.

Shu Hui swallowed a few glasses of fine wine, only to feel that its degree seemed to be much higher than what he had drunk in the past, and it also had a fragrance of bamboo leaves.

"Good wine, this natural bamboo fragrance is really fascinating, and it is rare and bitter, I am a little drunk. The only thing that is not beautiful is why there is still a smell of burnt smoke? ”

As he was thinking about it, he felt a burst of blackness in front of him, and couldn't help but say in his heart: "Qin, don't make trouble, I didn't let you turn off the lights." ”

"Hint: Assistive intelligence isn't taking over your vision, it's that you're blind."

What the? Shu Hui got up suddenly, but felt a little unstable on her footing, and fell back to the desk again, and finally sat upright with her hands again, seeing the remaining two people in the room in ecstasy!

However, the two of them struggled a few times, but they still couldn't move, and the damage to Shu Hui's consciousness seemed to have no effect on the restraint imposed on them.

Holding his forehead, he eased it a little for a while, and it wasn't until the red fish came back in with a basin of hot water that Shu Hui felt that his eyes were finally able to see something clearly under the slow recovery of the healing aura.

Fortunately, his physique is more sensitive, otherwise he would have had a seizure after drinking a few more glasses, and he might have been poisoned to death directly, and I don't know if the healing aura could slowly bring him back to life at that time.

Glancing at the wine jug that had fallen on the carpet, Shu Hui couldn't help but worry about Zhuo Mengling, who had not yet shown the slightest sign of waking up.

"It's really fake wine that hurts people, I didn't expect to be able to drink such authentic methanol when I returned to the Tang Dynasty." Shu Hui felt the vision slowly becoming bright and clear, and decided that he must find the chemist who had unexpectedly made methanol at this time.

And kill him!