When Yan'er saw her talking, she flattened her mouth, the movements of her hands were gentle, and she didn't speak again, but secretly thought about how to persuade her girl to sleep for a while.

"Girl, you can get up!" Yan'er helped Ningshuang wipe the quilt, and then moved the rack with clean clothes and towels to the bathtub, and called softly.

"Hmm!" Frost replied softly, like a dream.

"Girl, let's rest first!" Yan'er said tentatively while cleaning up the wet clothes that the condensation had changed.

Ning Shuang tied the strap of the snow-white middle coat, looked at Yan'er, who was busy yawning, and turned the words that had already reached her mouth: "Okay, those clothes will be collected tomorrow, you can go down and rest first!" ”

"Huh?" Ning Shuang was so cooperative, Yan'er didn't react a little, she looked at Ning Shuang with her mouth open, and saw that she was looking at herself with a smile, she nodded quickly and said, "Mm-hmm!" Then I'll watch the girl fall asleep first, and then I'll go to sleep. ”

"Hmmm! You go talk to Xiaoru first, and let her go to bed early. Ning Shuang looked at Yan'er in a daze, and suddenly felt that the things that weighed her down seemed to be really not so urgent.

......

Jiang Shu entered the secret room and walked slowly down the steps, the shallow footsteps were extremely clear in the closed secret room, and even a shallow echo.

After descending dozens of steps, there was a huge room in front of me, although it was a secret room, but the room was very dry.

On both sides of the room are medicine shelves filled with a variety of herbs.

On the other side there is a long table, on which there are a lot of bottles and jars and all kinds of medicine pounding and refining utensils, and on the ground at one end of the table, there is actually a row of small decoction stoves, and there are two little maids guarding in front of the stove, carefully looking at the medicine that is frying on several of the stoves.

Behind the table is a row of shelves, but on them are bottles and cans, large and small.

The two little maids guarding the stove heard the footsteps, turned their heads and saw Jiang Shu and Mo Niang getting up, and hurriedly put the fan and handkerchief in their hands aside, and got up to salute.

Jiang Shu didn't lift her eyelids, she went straight inside, and Mo Niang, who was following Jiang Shu, waved her hand, signaling the two little maids to continue working, and then took a water bladder from the shelf on the side, and followed along.

There is a passage directly in the direction of the steps, behind which are two rows of stone chambers, each with an iron fence door.

There are sixteen stone chambers in total, and almost half of them are filled with people, all of them are adult men who describe horror but look relatively strong, most of the men in the stone chamber are white-haired, with dull faces, and they are quiet or squatting or sitting in the corner.

Jiang Shu walked along the passage to the innermost stone room, stood at the door of the stone room and quietly looked at the man inside.

The man looked to be no more than a teenager, and although the man had white hair and blue skin like the others, his expression was very different from that of the others.

The man clutched his head with both hands, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, his whole face was distorted, but he couldn't make a sound, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

The man seemed to be in pain, and it was getting more and more painful, his body began to tremble, his hands no longer held his head, but hugged his body tightly, the sluggishness and numbness in his eyes seemed to slowly recede as the pain in his body seemed to recede, and there was a hint of clarity, but this clarity also made him more painful.

By the end, the man had begun to roll on the ground, and the look in his eyes was becoming clearer and clearer, and there were more and more emotions in it, but the most was deep pain and boundless despair......

If he had anger and hatred and many more emotions when he first entered here, they are now largely wiped out by endless pain and despair.

In less than half an hour, the man finally quieted down, he fell to the ground drenched in sweat, his eyes were closed, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids.

Jiang Shu had been standing quietly at the door, expressionless, and what happened in the stone room had never stirred her emotions.

Mo Niang, who had always been by Jiang Shu's side, opened the door of the stone room, went inside to lift the man's head, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and then pulled out the plug of the water bladder in his hand and fed the man a few mouthfuls of water.

After about a quarter of an hour, the man regained some strength, his eyelashes fluttering, but he didn't open his eyes.

Jiang Shu entered from the outside, Mo Niang hurriedly raised the man's wrist, Jiang Shu slowly squatted down next to the man, and put her hand on the man's pulse with an indifferent expression.

The man finally raised his head slowly, his face full of pain and despair, his lips closed one by one, and he pleaded silently over and over again: "Kill me!" Please, kill me......"

After a long time, Jiang Shu finally got up slowly, she nodded at Mo Niang, and walked out of the stone room.

Mo Niang took out a small dagger from her arms, then took two clean small porcelain bottles, peeled off the lids, and held the man's left hand, the sharp dagger made a small cut on the man's index finger.

The man looked at Mo Niang's movements numbly, such a small wound could no longer make him feel anything, and he still repeated his pleading silently as if he were mechanical.

It's just that his plea obviously won't move these people in front of him.

The dark purple blood quickly flowed out, Mo Niang put the small porcelain bottle under the man's finger with an indifferent face, and quickly filled the small porcelain bottle

If you look closely. It is not difficult to find that the man's index and middle fingers are covered with dense cuts, but those marks are very shallow.

Mo Niang came out of the stone room and called the little maid in front of her to bring medicine to the man.

"Master!" Jiang Shu had already started to pound the medicine at the long table, and Mo Niang put the small porcelain bottle with the blood on the table.

"Hmm!" Jiang Shu snorted lightly, reached out to take the porcelain bottle without raising her head, opened the lid and sniffed it under her nose, her brows furrowed tightly.

"Still doesn't work?" Mo Niang looked at Jiang Shu's expression, and her heart couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Jiang Shu shook her head with an ugly face, and dropped a few drops of blood into the herbs she was contriving: "The effect of the medicine is still not enough!" ”

The movements of her hands did not stop, and after a while, she spoke again, and there was a faint anger in her tone: "Still no news?" ”

Mo Niang was silent for a while, lowered her eyes, and slowly replied: "There is no news yet." ”

"Send more people, at all costs, we must find her as soon as possible, we are running out of time!" Jiang Shu stared at Mo Niangdao, her voice was low, her eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, and she was cold and gloomy.