The moonlight shone through the hole in the floor, shining down, and the originally black secret room seemed to have faded its veil, revealing a bit of its true face.

The heavy smell of blood rushed to his face, and Chen Wangshu was so disgusting that he almost didn't vomit out all the food at the banquet.

A breathing sound came from the ground, making the silent night suddenly creepy.

Yan Jue stretched out his long sword and swung it down, the secret room seemed to have a sense, and the lights were bright in an instant, as if it were daytime.

Chen Wangshu took a look at it and gasped, only to see that the wall of the secret room was densely inlaid with huge beads, yes, beads, glowing eyes.

"Don't be afraid, it should be on the stone carving of the eyeballs, smeared with some minerals that will glow. It's like the glow-in-the-dark butterfly hairpin that little girls like. Yan Jue explained softly.

Chen Wangshu was stunned for a moment, speaking of which, when she was a child, she really had such a butterfly hairpin, whose wings could vibrate, and at night, it would emit green fluorescence.

Sometimes it is not bright, and during the day, it is put under the sun to bask in the sun, and at night, it is like being charged, and it is bright again.

It was the only gift her mother had given her.

"Of course I know, as far as Liu Chaoyang is a dilapidated person, where can he afford so many night pearls." Chen Wangshu raised his chin and pretended to be calm.

Thinking about it this way, Yan Jue, the villain, is too stumbling, after all, there is still an oil lamp in his secret room! Take a look at others, an unknown third-rate cannon fodder, who didn't even show his face when he first appeared, and he died.

People are using sensor lights! Just ask you if you're ashamed or not!

The smell of blood poured out of the secret room, Chen Wangshu took a square handkerchief, covered his mouth and nose, and looked down, only to see that in the center of the secret room, a very strange circular mark was drawn with bright red blood.

It is divided into eight blocks, and in each block, there are some twisted lines like earthworms, and there is nothing to see. If it weren't for this eye-catching red, Chen Wangshu would have thought that this was the family crest of an ancient scholar.

After all, their Chen family also has a family crest, with calamus and a sword, counting up many generations, and people surnamed Chen use such a seal. And in the middle of the circular imprint, there was a man.

Chen Wangshu and Yan Jue glanced at each other, and remembered what they had heard, Liu Chaoyang's Zhuangzi had a doll with no facial features, and the doll's head was divided into eight sections, and the hair of the eight murdered girls was sewn on.

Although they hadn't seen the doll, presumably there wouldn't have been two different weird marks in the same home.

Yan Jue pricked up his ears and listened carefully, confirming that there was no other breathing sound around, so he hugged Chen Wangshu's waist and jumped down gently.

This time, the feeling is becoming more and more infiltrating.

The glowing eyeballs on the wall made it feel like they were coming to life, and they felt like they were all looking at each other.

Chen Wangshu rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, "He's dying, he doesn't look like he's dressed like a Han." ”

Yan Jue hummed softly, lying on the ground was a teenager, he looked like he was only about fourteen or fifteen years old, his wrists were densely covered with cuts, he was lying on the ground with a small rise and fall in his chest, obviously unconscious, not far from death.

The weaving of the cloth and the tailoring, as well as the embroidered patterns on it, are very different from ordinary people.

Chen Wangshu raised the small crossbow and nodded at Yan Jue, Yan Jue stepped forward, stepped into the weird circular mark, and pushed the young man.

"I've fainted, Liu Chaoyang is dead, no one cares about him, he should be about to starve to death. I probed his pulse, he doesn't know martial arts, he is just an ordinary person. ”

Chen Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief, and decisively took out a chestnut-sized pill from his sleeve pocket and stuffed it into the young man's mouth.

"What is this? How can you swallow it so big? ”

The corners of Yan Jue's mouth twitched, Second Miss Chen, you didn't see it, everyone fainted!

Chen Wangshu looked at Yan Jue like a fool, "You don't have a tacit understanding." I'm a big tonic pill, just him, I have to make up a cow, I didn't take out a tomato-sized one, I already took into account the situation that he fainted. ”

"At this time, you should pinch his mouth and slap it!"

Chen Wangshu made a gesture, big brother, you haven't acted in a martial arts drama, haven't you watched it yet?

Of course, you have to say that you have only watched romance dramas, and you have to feed them mouth-to-mouth, which is absolutely not allowed!

Of course Yan Jue didn't have such thoughts, he raised his hand helplessly, and patted it according to Chen Wangshu's appearance, good guy, this angry young man, was choked and rolled his eyes, but he really swallowed it, and his breath instantly became a little stronger.

Chen Wangshu saw that it worked, and immediately became happy, "The little lady's black chicken and white phoenix pills that replenish blood and qi, do you want two for supper?" ”

Yan Jue laughed, and also took out two small round beads from his sleeve pocket and threw them to Chen Wangshu, "Supper." ”

Chen Wangshu stretched out his hand and grabbed it, spread out his palm to take a look, and decisively stuffed one into his mouth.

The candied plums, with licorice rolling on them, neutralized the sweetness and sourness, and suppressed the nausea caused by the bloody smell at once.

Chen Wangshu thought about it, and secretly glanced at Yan Jue, but he couldn't see that the beauty was quite intimate.

Yan Jue moved the young man aside and probed into the secret room again. The secret room is not large, and you can see the end at a glance.

"This Liu Chaoyang is quite rich." Yan Jue said, uncovering a box, which contained a box of small gold bars that brightened the blind eye.

He walked over, turned it upside down, and casually threw a few pieces to Chen Wangshu.

Chen Wangshu happily took it and put it in his sleeve pocket, this ill-gotten gain, it can be a piece!

Further to the side, there was a table with a puddle of paper on it, on which were painted with red cinnabar, and many of these strange patterns were drawn.

"This should be used by Liu Chaoyang when he practiced", Yan Jue said, picking up the one that looked most like the painting and putting it in his sleeve pocket.

"Let's go, we've been here for a long time. After a while, it was dawn, and there were still vegetable vendors who poured night incense, and it was time to come out for activities. If he can't die, it's a hundred clues. ”

Chen Wangshu said, pointing to the young man lying on the ground who had not yet woken up.

Yan Jue nodded, he looked around, and for a while, he couldn't see anything strange. Although Liu Chaoyang is dead, this courtyard is almost deserted and no one comes, but it is still prudent.

He thought about it, probed the movement, grabbed the young man on the ground on his shoulder, hugged Chen Wangshu's waist with the other, and jumped up with a fairy spirit. restored the house and quickly rushed out of Liu's mansion.

As soon as he got into the carriage, Chen Wangshu tied the young man with his backhand, and he didn't know where to take out a cloth bag, looking like a girl who was about to sleep in a costume drama.

The corners of Yan Jue's mouth twitched, "Lady, what are you doing?" ”

Chen Wangshu spread out his hands, "You take out that drawing and give me a closer look, I always feel inexplicably familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere." ”