"And what happened when you entered the secret room?" At this time, Feng Nanqi had just finished acupuncture by Dr. Gao, and was lying on the bed listening to Hua Qianchu's story.

Hua Qianchu was peeling off the thick skin of mangosteen, scooping out the crystal clear flesh inside with a spoon and feeding it to her in small bites.

They had just entered the room, and unlike the previous room, it was not a bedroom, but more like a hall for meetings.

Hua Qianchu and Feng Nan'er walked in and quickly found the mechanism that opened the secret door.

There was no light in the tunnel, so they could only light the fire.

They walked all the way to a room, but they hesitated for a moment at the door, and the candle on the door suddenly burned on its own.

Although frightened, they chose to enter the room anyway.

The room is small, but there is also a dresser.

And when they came near, the candlesticks on the table were on fire, just like those of the gate.

"We thought of lighting the candle with the fire in our hands, because it was too dark in the secret room for us to see anything clearly."

Hua Qianchu peeled off the thick skin of a mangosteen again, and the sweet juice penetrated from the flesh and bloomed in the taste buds of Feng Nanqi.

"But I didn't expect that as soon as the fire fold approached, the candle burned all at once, and it was still glowing blue, just like the ghost fire rumored by the folklore." He smiled, wiped his wet hands with his handkerchief, and picked up the next mangosteen.

"Ghost fire? The burning point of white phosphorus is indeed low, if there is white phosphorus on the candle, then it is normal for you to hold the fire fold closer, and the temperature will rise and spontaneously combust. Feng Nanqi said stunned as he ate mangosteen.

Hua Qianchu smiled and continued to tell the story.

When the candlestick was lit, they were indeed startled, for Feng Nan'er was so close that his broken hair was scorched.

Then they groped around, and as soon as they approached with the same fire, the other candlesticks lit up.

The entire room was filled with eerie blue ghostfire in an instant.

Soon, though, the flames began to normalize.

In the end, they made no sense of what they were about to leave, when they noticed that the bronze mirror on the dresser began to ooze red blood......

"I guess it's a molten candle, because the candlestick next to it has been lit, so the candles hidden in the frame of the copper mirror are all melted and flow out through that slit." For this kind of trick, Feng Nanqi doesn't even need to see it with his own eyes to know what the principle is.

Hua Qianchu pinched Feng Nanqi's nose with her slender fingers, and then fed a mouthful of mangosteen to this little girl who was a little complacent.

"Qiqi is so smart, and then we are ready to leave. At that moment, all the fires in the house were extinguished without warning. We had to re-illuminate the fire fold, but the fire of the fire fold was also very weak. At this time, His Royal Highness felt chest tightness and dizziness. He stopped, waiting for the girl to interject.

But this time the girl didn't interject, but stared at the flesh in his hand and asked, "And then?" ”

Because there is not much oxygen in the darkroom, candle burning consumes oxygen and produces carbon dioxide, so it is normal to be uncomfortable after staying in this environment for a long time.

Hua Qianchu smiled and indulged gently, "Then we had to choose to leave, but we mistook the mechanism of the dark room for the mechanism that opened the secret door, and later the Second Highness was injured because he was unwell." ”

Feng Nanqi raised his head suddenly, "Injured? I didn't see him hurt when my second brother came back? ”

"Because His Royal Highness dealt with it when he was in the village, and he also changed into new clothes." Hua Qianchu explained quietly.

The little girl let out a bored "oh", and then ate mangosteen.

"Later, when we came out, Shui San was startled when he saw the injured Feng Nan'er. But we thought that this villager was like this, just to lure us into the theater and scare us.

The organs in the dark room are all quenched, but fortunately, with the medicine given by Gao Yue's sister, it is not a big deal.

Then we joined forces with the eagle and the crow, pretended to be wounded and evacuated, and lured the fish to the bait.

You know what happened after that. ”

The mangosteen is peeled and the story is finished.

"Flowey, you're definitely not fit to be a storyteller." The little princess pursed her lips, and then disgusted him.

I listened to Shui San's eloquent talk all the way before, and I didn't scare the others, but now I feel even more bored when I listen to Hua Qianchu's bland words.

Hua Qianchu instead took care of himself and put away the husk and smiled: "I think so too." ”

Later, what the village chief told them in the village, Feng Nan'er also told this curious sister to listen.

However, Feng Nanqi just felt that this storyline was a bit like the "Other Shore" she had read, and she wanted to go back to confirm it. But Feng Nan'er heard Gao Yue say that her wound was cracked, so he asked Feng Nansang to fight her back.

The original copy of "The Other Shore" was placed in the palace, so she could only ask Feiying to buy a new copy.

Jiang Qingzhi hurriedly said goodbye and left after letting Dr. Gao heal, he was still worried about his mother.

Before leaving, he promised Feng Nanqi that he would definitely win the championship, although he wasted a lot of time with this injury.

After Jiang Qingzhi left home, Luo Ying came back, and the news he brought to Feng Nanqi also confirmed what she thought in her heart.

In addition to Jiang Qingzhi, there were other scholars who were also injured and threatened, resulting in a much smaller number of participants in this competition.

"Then what happened to Mother Jiang?" She flipped through "The Other Shore" and continued to ask.

"On the day of Jiang Qingzhi's disappearance, there was a girl named Liu Ying who had been taking care of her, and she told Jiang's mother that Jiang Qingzhi had something to do, so Jiang's mother was not suspicious." Luo Ying told him everything he had heard.

Feng Nanqi put down the book in his hand, stretched his waist, looked at Luo Ying in black under the sun, and asked, "Then what is the origin of this girl Liu Ying?" ”

"Jiang Qingzhi was on the way to take the exam, because he was dissatisfied with the local officials' robbery of the people's daughter, so he saved Liu Ying, whose family was ruined, and his sister Jiang Qingyue died because of it." He said.

Feng Nanqi took a sip of the tea that had cooled down, raised his head and squinted in the sun.

It seems that this scholar is also romantic, this Liu Ying girl's love is deep-rooted, but when the scholar sees her, he will think of his sister who died in vain. It's kind of interesting, you step down, send more people to secretly protect those scholars, and by the way, find out which one is secretly revealing the news. ”

"No, my subordinates will retire."

Luo Ying quickly disappeared from her sight, Feng Nanqi was a little upset, flipped through the other side of the book on the table, and then ran out of the medicine garden.