Looking at Xiang Liangqing's expression, Han knew that he had guessed correctly.

Those good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, and the bottom of the eyes was thick black.

He didn't turn around and left, Xiang Liangqing was surprised: "You don't go back?" ”

That's Jiang Changxi, Han Weixian has always been nervous, she is nervous?

Han Weici glanced at him and said casually very seriously: "She is not a silk flower." "She is a bird who doesn't need to rely on anyone and can have a wide world.

And what he wants to do is to be a tree for her to perch on, and only give her protection when necessary.

What's more, "Who knows more about Gu poison than her?" This king is also causing chaos when he goes. ”

Xiang Liangqing: I accept this reason.

"Let people clean up this place and watch the diaphragm." Han Weici waved his hand at him and walked towards the academy: "What is the situation Yin Chu?" ”

"It's almost time to get to Jinju." I got the news last night, and since then, I have been busy with Xu Nan'an's affairs, and I can't be happy: "Don't worry, someone is watching." ”

Avoiding the mottled blood stains on the ground, Han Weiqi's eyes deepened, and he didn't forget to tell him.

Xiang Liangqing knew that the existence of Yin Chuzhi was a threat to Jiang Changxi, and Han Weiqi didn't care about his movements for a day or two, and the people below didn't dare to slack off, a small newspaper every day, a big newspaper every day, and I didn't see this master mention it so deliberately.

Xiang Liangqing is also an extremely intelligent person, thinking of the Gu poison found in Xun'anhou Mansion, he immediately had a guess: "Xu Nan'an has contact with Yin Chuzhi?" ”

Han Weiqi walked forward silently, his eyebrows and eyes twisted slightly, and his anger was three points deep: "I want to know what kind of Gu Xu Nan'an raises." ”

"Yin Chuzhi pays close attention over there, and reports every two hours."

"The patrol battalion returned to Lindu, strengthened the investigation at the city gate, and seized all suspicious figures."

"All medical centers in Lindu are being investigated, and all patients are recorded......"

A series of orders were issued, and Han Wei stepped into Xishan Academy.

The leaves are falling and the autumn breeze is bleak.

At the same time, look for the Hou Mansion of An.

After a night, the ruins of Xun'anhou's Mansion remained unchanged, and bloodstains and ashes could be seen everywhere, which was even more terrifying under the bright sky.

The smell of gunpowder mixed with the smell of bloody flesh and burnt flesh permeated, and the smell between breathing and swallowing was pungent and unpleasant.

In the early years, Ann arranged for someone to clean up this place and move the charred remains to the other side for resettlement.

He took Jiang Changxi around the study and went to Liuxiang Pavilion.

Jiang Changxi also saw the plaque that was bombarded by the explosion and only half of it was left, and only then did he know that this place was Liuxiang Pavilion.

An said in the early years that because Liuxiang Pavilion was close to the study, it was affected by the explosion, and the entire Liuxiang Pavilion became a dangerous building.

So he had Liu Xiangge topple down.

Jiang Changxi who can imagine that scene: "......"

The entrance to the secret passage is in the side room next to the main house, and I heard that Aunt Xiang's maid Chun'er originally lived here.

Under the wooden cabinet outside the secret passage, it is very hidden.

If it weren't for the explosion that would have turned the house into a dangerous building. In the early years, Ann ordered someone to push the building away, but I was afraid that it would take some effort to find this secret passage.

In addition to the people in the patrol camp in the secret passage, they are the people of Ann's early years.

The girls who had been trapped here had been rescued and placed in another place.

The staircase at the entrance is narrow and steep, allowing only one person to pass through.

An walked in front in the early years, holding a fire fold in his hand, but the lighting was limited, so he could only keep making a sound for Jiang Changxi to be careful about his feet.

Jiang Changxi walked carefully, this staircase was too steep, almost a straight line, and one would step on the air if it was not very good.

Finally stepped on the solid ground, Jiang Changxi breathed a sigh of relief.

The space in the first half of the passage was not wide either.

Jiang Changxi is petite, and it is quite easy to pass.

An suffered a little in her early years, and she rubbed a lot of wall soil in a brocade dress.

After walking a few steps, the surrounding space gradually grew, and even An was able to straighten up in his early years, and he still had a surplus appearance.

The space grows larger, and the line of sight begins to widen. Although the air circulation underground was still not good, Jiang Changxi still breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did she realize that there was an oil lamp embedded in the wall of the secret passage, which should have been left by the person who dug the secret passage.

The oil lamp was bright, and the fire fold of Ann's early years was no longer effective.

He blew it off in one breath and stuffed it back into his arms, his voice was cold and cold, like his person: "It's almost there." ”

Sure enough, it didn't take long to see a hole, the hole was rough, as simple and rough as a hole directly in the wall.

After passing the hole, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Jiang Changxi looked at it, and before he could stand firmly, he gasped.

It was three elaborate cages, each larger than a bedroom, decorated with light gauze beaded curtains, velvet green leaves, and soft blankets on the floor, which looked delicate and comfortable.

In stark contrast to these three cages, there are all kinds of torture instruments hanging on the opposite wall, whips, bayonets, silver needles, splints, tiger chairs......

Only Jiang Changxi can't name it, there is nothing that is not available here, and even An Zaonian has a calm face, saying that the torture tools in the prison of the Criminal Department are not as complete as here.

Jiang Changxi looked at it carefully, and every piece of torture equipment was stained with blood, and some of them were even worn bald and broken.

Even the chains that hung from the walls were soaked in blood and rusted, and even a finger bone was stuck in one of the chains.

Jiang Changxi's face was pale, his body shook, and he couldn't imagine how tortured those who were trapped here had been subjected to.

No wonder, no wonder Fu Xingzhou hates Xu Nan'an so much.

She thought that when she first met that year, the injuries she saw on Fu Xingzhou's body were all the same......

An Zao thought that she was frightened by these things in front of her, raised her hand to help her, and turned sideways in front of her: "County Lord, go over there and have a look first." ”

"Okay." Jiang Changxi still remembered the main purpose of the secret passage, forced himself to pull back his mind, no longer paid attention to the wall that was like purgatory, and went to another small room with An in his early years.

It was a really small room, with a maximum of two people standing side by side, and three corners were filled with black and white jars of various sizes.

The jars were well sealed, with notes pasted on them, with words written in a way that Jiang Changxi couldn't read.

"It's not like the writing in southern Xinjiang." Although An couldn't recognize a few southern Xinjiang characters in his early years, these words were obscure and obviously different from the common characters in southern Xinjiang.

Jiang Changxi couldn't understand it either, "Wait until I go back and let my master take a look." ”

Xin Ze has a much deeper understanding of southern Xinjiang than her, and has deliberately learned southern Xinjiang dialect.

Ann had no opinion in the early years, watching her carefully examine the jars, asking questions about how they were discovered, who found them, and so on.

Ann answered them all in her early years.

Jiang Changxi listened carefully, and also noticed that there was a jar that had obvious traces of being opened, and the traces were very new.

She asked Ann to retreat outside and lifted the jar with her hands.

The smell of disgusting people came to his face, Jiang Changxi frowned, did not avoid it, and barely saw the contents of the jar by the light of the fire outside.

It was a bloodied heart, densely packed with small white worms scattered around the heart, squirming its slender body back and forth.

In the center of the heart, there is a bug that is clearly different from the white worm, and the fat body is about the thickness of the little finger, and the dull red color of the whole body is similar to the heart that exudes a fishy smell, and you can't really see it if you don't look closely.

What made Jiang Changxi even more shocked was that the dark red insect was actually gnawing on a small white worm, and the white worm had no ability to resist under its teeth.

This is, half into a Gu!

Jiang Changxi was horrified in her heart, if she hadn't seen too many Gu worms this year, she was afraid that she would have thrown this jar out directly.

Fortunately, she quickly calmed down, and held the jar in her hand.

Looking at the black and white jars all over the ground, Jiang Changxi suddenly had a very bad premonition.

An had been waiting for Jiang Changxi outside the small room in the early years, but she hadn't heard her for a long time.

An was afraid that it would be bad in his early years, and he was about to walk over to ask, when he saw Jiang Changxi's miserable face come out, and his face was pretending to be calm.

An had a bad heart in her early years: "Is it tricky?" ”

"It's a bit of a hassle." Jiang Changxi covered his heart and took two deep breaths before suppressing the shock: "It's all half-formed Gu and unformed white Gu. ”

An didn't know what Bancheng Gu was in his early years, but he knew about Bai Gu, and the origin of the White Bone Epidemic in Lizhou City was this White Gu.

An was shocked in his early years, and a gloomy color flashed on his always cold and calm face: "Xu Nan'an!" ”

So far, there is nothing I don't understand.

The white bone plague in Lizhou City turned out to be Xu Nan'an's handiwork!

When he was shocked, An still had doubts about why Xu Nan'an had these Gu in his early years, but now was not the time to think about these.

"What do you need me to do?"

Quickly disposing of these half-formed Gu and white Gu is the top priority.

Jiang Changxi also knew the seriousness of this matter, and said seriously: "Prepare pen and ink, I will write the recipe." You help me deliver the recipe to my master. ”

"There are too many of them, and I need Master's help." In the face of so many Gu poisons, Jiang Changxi didn't dare to hold it up, so he told An Zaonian everything he needed, and wrote a recipe to him.

"An Shizi, please also gather the people who have touched these jars, I need to confirm them one by one."

What to confirm, Ann knew in her early years.

"Okay." His expression was solemn, "County Lord, Lindu ......"

"I'll do my best." Jiang Changxi knew what he was going to say, and said solemnly: "I won't let Lindu become the second Lizhou City." ”

Ann breathed a sigh of relief in her early years. He didn't even think much about it, he believed Jiang Changxi's promise.

Lindu City, it will be fine.

With the prescription written by Jiang Changxi, An went out to find someone to send a message to Xin Ze in his early years.

After completing all the things Jiang Changxi ordered, he turned back into the secret passage.

Jiang Changxi squatted in the small room, frowning, his face was no longer pale, but it was terrifyingly dark.

In her early years, Ann felt a sigh in her heart and suddenly felt uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

"Look here." Jiang Changxi's tone was soft, and he confirmed with him cautiously: "Is there a can missing?" ”

Jiang Changxi was referring to the dust pressed under the Gu jar, and as soon as the jar that had not been moved for many years was picked up, it would leave obvious traces.

And where Jiang Changxi pointed out, the dust was just empty.

There's really one less can!