Could it be that the mechanism of the secret room is on the wooden bed?

Jiang Qiushui looked around the wooden bed suspiciously, and really found a clear palm print at the head of the bed, she was happy in her heart, and pressed this palm print, the head of the bed was hard and motionless, and did not open the door of any secret room as she imagined.

It shouldn't be, could it be that she doesn't have enough strength?

Jiang Qiushui didn't believe in evil, and he used his hands together, and he was about to use his strength to feed, his feet kicked back, and the bed was moved crooked by her, but there was still no movement.

"Poof."

Behind him, the boy couldn't help but laugh.

Someone appeared behind her? She didn't even notice it.

Jiang Qiushui's heart chuckled, and he was ready to unsheath his sword with one hand in one hand, and turned around.

It's the man in black just now.

He was unmasked, a mediocre and unfamiliar face, leaning against the door with his sword in his hand, tilting his head and smiling carelessly, his eyes glittering with a wicked mockery.

How did he end up here?

Between the calcium carbide sparks, Jiang Yushui reacted.

This person found her hiding behind early in the morning, and came into the bedroom not because there was a treasure hidden here, but because he deliberately led her in to catch turtles in the urn, and the palm prints were naturally deliberately left by him.

I'm afraid that this person has been hiding in the dark corner of the room since she came in, watching her be stupid.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yushui was almost laughed at by himself.

However, he had countless opportunities to sneak up from behind, to seal his throat with a sword like a man lying outside, but he didn't do it.

The little woman can bend and stretch, since he didn't kill her for the time being, it's better to hurry up and slip away.

Jiang Yushui hugged his fists and said: "Your Excellency, I am not interested in what you are looking for, and I have the right to treat today's matter as if I didn't see it, so don't pass it over." ”

When she raised her eyes, her heart jumped, and the man approached her at some point.

Jiang Yushui's hand holding the sword tightened.

The man raised an eyebrow, "Don't you see it?" ”

"And how do you know I'm looking for something?"

Jiang Wushui was speechless.

"Do you want to know what I'm looking for?"

Jiang Yushui said in his heart I want to tell me, and replied honestly: "I don't want to." Afraid that he would not believe it, he shook his head cooperatively, his eyes sincere.

The man seemed a little disappointed, and then smiled: "I don't want to tell you." ”

Jiang Qiushui was thinking about how to get out, when she suddenly heard footsteps outside, and she was about to move, but the person who was a few steps away from her was faster than her.

Her brain had just reacted, her wrist had been grabbed by someone, and she only had time to sigh in her heart that the master's reaction was fast, and the phantom flickered, and the scene in front of her changed its appearance.

The next second, I heard a few people walking in, looking in the room, but did not turn over the decorations in the house, and after communicating for a while, he said: "It seems that the people have left, go look elsewhere." ”

Her wrists were still clasped, and the entrance to this secret room was unexpectedly small, only able to accommodate the body of one person, so the two of them seemed crowded, and the young man's body pressed against her lightly, and his breath was full of his breath between his noses.

Jiang Qiushui was like being struck by lightning, and he couldn't move.

The two were so close that they could be keenly aware of the slightest change in each other's bodies. So almost instantly, Wang Jin felt the woman beside him suddenly stiffen her body.

Subconsciously thinking that she was disgusted by the touch of a strange man, Wang Jin leaned back with both hands on the wall behind Jiang Yushui.

It's not that he deliberately took advantage of her, it's just that the place is too small.

The black-clothed young man had his back against the wall, his hands were wrapped around his chest between the two, his head tilted slightly, the corners of his mouth were raised, a playful smile flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Are you still shy?" ”

The girl in red looked at him with her head slightly raised, but she didn't seem to hear what he was saying, her eyes were like a pair of copper bells, as if she was looking at him, and as if she was looking at others through him.

He didn't care about being ignored, but he found that he couldn't understand the emotions in the eyes of the person in front of him, like a sudden shock, like a surprise of reunion after a long absence, but it seemed to contain a lot of words and stops.

Such a look made him feel a little weird in his heart.

After a while, Jiang Qiushui finally found his voice, and as soon as he spoke, his hoarse voice seemed to have not drunk water for three days, "It's you." ”

Wang Jin was silent.

Today is the second time I have heard these two words. It's just that it comes out of the mouth of the long night, but the feeling it is completely different from the person in front of him.

He couldn't describe the specifics in words, but he could only say that her eyes and tone made his heart unconsciously ripple.

He suddenly remembered that this man had asked him seven years ago where the sachet on his body came from, and that he had smelled the same smell on a person's body.

At that time, he didn't say it, but he sneered in his heart.

The spices in this sachet were personally mixed by that woman for him, she is a master of perfumery, the first person in Beicang, how could anyone make the same taste?

He would receive sachets from her every other month, and after years of wearing, he would inevitably get the same smell on his body, but only when he was very close.

My heart moved, and sure enough, I heard her ask, "Where does the smell on your body come from?" ”

She had expectations in her eyes, but Wang Jin knew that she was not the person she was looking for, and she couldn't give the answer in her heart.

Wang Jinyi raised his eyebrows and approached her with a wicked smile, "Why should I tell you?" ”

Jiang Yushui raised his eyebrows, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, and as soon as he came out of the sheath, he buckled it and closed it hard.

"Don't forget, your life is now in my hands, you see," he looked around, and following his line of sight, Jiang Yushui took a closer look, and found that this place did not look like a secret room dug to hide things, but like a large pit dug by someone, except for the narrow space they were in, and then there was a thick layer of sand.

Jiang Qiushui grabbed the sword from his waist with his right hand, and as soon as he touched the scabbard, he was firmly grasped, Wang Jin continued: "The entrance here looks like the wall from the outside, you say, if I kill you here, when will your family come to collect your body?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yushui felt his palm grasp her neck, his fingertips were cold, slowly retracting, his eyes seemed to be smiling, as if he wanted to see her struggle like a lamb to the slaughter.

Breathing gradually became difficult, and the young man's voice was still green, but the more she listened to it, the more she felt that it was the voice in her memory, but now this person locked her neck, and said Shura-like words in a familiar voice, and the tone was soft as if it were a lover's whisper: "Your corpse will merge with this wall, your family will grieve because of it, and your enemies will be happy about it, and in the end...... Everyone will forget about you. ”

His voice suddenly paused, and he let go of his hand with a muffled snort, covering his right waist.