Seeing the puppeteer smashing with a stick, the bloodthirsty crow spewed out a bloody arrow, trying to stop the puppeteer's stick attack.

The old monk saw that the crow spewed blood arrows, and reached out to take out a mirror to look at the puppeteer, and the puppet was looked at by the mirror, and its whole body turned golden and yellow, like a boy wearing gold armor.

The crow's blood arrow hit the puppeteer, and a sizzling sound sounded, and the blood arrow was somehow vaporized in an instant.

With a sound of "Peng", the puppeteer's small stick hit the head of the human crow, and the small wooden stick that looked powerless in the eyes of Ming Fang and others smashed the human crow's body into scattered and bursting.

A small head with sarcoma on its head fell to the ground, and there was a big hole in the forehead of the little man, and blood was gurgling out.

It could be seen that it had been hit hard by Ma Zhen's sword, and this little human head was the flying head man hiding in the belly of the human crow.

As soon as it fell to the ground, the little sarcoma that devoured the horse quickly shrank back, and then the flying head rolled into the open door of the wall like a leather ball.

"Can't let it run!"

Seeing that Feitou ran into the secret door of the wall, Ming Fang rushed over.

Several people chased into the secret door, and there were three secret passages in the door, and the flying head man had already escaped to that passage.

"Let's split up and chase after him, we can't let him run!"

Ming Fang said.

"Little benefactors, don't act rashly, although that thing has been injured, but people who don't know how to spell can't help it!"

The old monk who followed into the secret door saw that Mingfang and the others wanted to split up and pursue, so he hurriedly spoke out to dissuade him.

Several people had seen the master's power just now, and when they heard the master's dissuasion, they immediately stopped pursuing.

"Master, what now?"

Ming Fang looked at the old monk and asked.

"You follow me, and we'll search one by one."

"Master, there are three secret passages here, let's search them one by one, what if we enter the secret passage where it is not hiding, and after we enter, it runs out and escapes from this place?"

Ma Zhen raised his concerns.

"Probably not, that flying head man ran so fast just now, it looks like a scared mouse."

"Why don't we split into two paths, follow the master all the way, and follow me all the way, what do you think?"

Ma Zhen looked at Mingfang and said his suggestion.

"Master, do you think this will work?"

Ming Fang was a little worried about Ma Zhen, and turned to the old monk to ask.

"Little donor, you should be an outer disciple of the Maoshan faction! I saw what you did just now, you haven't obtained the essence of Maoshan magic, even if you meet that flying head barbarian, you can't help it, you better come with me! ”

"Master, Ma Zhen is the thirty-eighth generation head of the Maoshan faction."

"The thirty-eighth generation of the head? Are you the daughter of Ma Mingyuan? ”

The old monk looked at Ma Zhen in surprise.

Ma Zhen bowed lightly to the old monk:

"Ma Mingyuan is my father."

"No wonder, in this place today, all of you don't leave my side."

The old monk's speech suddenly became serious, making everyone stunned.

"Don't ask why, all follow me!"

After the old monk finished speaking, he stepped into the dark passage on the left, and several people glanced at each other, but they still followed the old monk into the dark passage on the left.

……

About three minutes after Ming Fang and the others followed the old monk into the left passage, a small human head rolled down from the ceiling above, and this small human head was the flying head man who was hiding.

It rolled to the left of the passage and looked at it, then bounced up and flew into the hall.

When they arrived at the hall, they flew towards the kitchen knife alley where Long Jiu and the others came, looking like they were in a hurry to escape from this place.

As soon as it flew to the mouth of the kitchen knife alley, the flying head suddenly stopped flying, and it looked at the entrance of the passage with some horror, where a young man was looking at it coldly, and there was a vague shadow behind the man.

"I want to run!"

The man looked at the flying head and said lightly. The man who spoke was none other than Wang Xiangming, who pretended to be Wenqiang.

Feitou Man looked at Wang Xiangming with a fierce look in his eyes, and the sarcoma on his forehead suddenly flew out and went straight to Wang Xiangming.

At this time, the phantom behind Wang Xiangming moved in front of Wang Xiangming, and as soon as it reached out and grabbed it, the devoured sarcoma had already reached its hand, and when the phantom opened its mouth, it sent the sarcoma into its mouth and swallowed it.

Seeing that the phantom was so violent, the flying head showed horror, it suddenly threw out the sarcoma and turned its head to escape back to the secret door on the wall, and as soon as it turned its head, it found that there was a woman wearing a bright red wedding dress and black hair covering her face one meter behind its head.

Before it could react, the woman in the red wedding dress stretched out a miserable white hand and grabbed it, trying to avoid the white hand, but it couldn't move.

The woman in the red wedding dress grabbed Feitouman and came to Wang Xiangming, Wang Xiangming took out a small bottle, and the mouth of the bottle seemed to have a suction force to suck Feitouman in.

Putting the bottle in his arms, Wang Xiangming turned around and disappeared into the kitchen knife passage, leaving a small piece of phantom uneaten sarcoma on the ground.

……

Not long after entering the passage on the left, Ming Fang and the others found a secret room in a room, and there were many instruments that looked like scientific experiments, which made them puzzled, who got these instruments? What experiments do they want to do here?

After discussion, several people decided to split up and search carefully, and Ming Fang came to a desk, and there were many books scattered on the table, and it could be seen that these books had been read here recently.

Ming Fang picked up those books and looked at them one by one, the more she looked at them, the more surprised she became, those books were all very esoteric and difficult to understand professional books.

What double-slit interference experiments, changes in particles, capture of dark matter, energy of antimatter...... Wait a minute.

"At the meeting in Jingzhou, Huang Ju once said that Academician Ouyang Yi, an expert in the microscopic field, and Professor Lauren, a famous physicist in Europe, will come to Yingtang in the near future, I wonder if the people who study these books here have anything to do with their coming to Yingtang?"

While looking at Ming Fang while thinking, suddenly a piece of paper fell from the book she was flipping through, she reached out and picked it up to see, it was an unfinished painting, on which some flowers, birds, insects and fish were randomly drawn.

As soon as she saw this painting, Ming Fang was shocked, this is an ordinary painting that can no longer be ordinary, but in Ming Fang's eyes, this is not a painting, this painting hides the special password of their Special Investigation Bureau, not an intelligence officer of the Special Investigation Bureau, no one will believe this crappy and lame painting, Jing Ran will be an intelligence password.

"One of our intelligence agents was killed in this place, and that's probably what he left behind."

Ming Fang suppressed the surprise in her heart, and put the paper painting in the bag, this password is not something that can be cracked at random, and you have to use a special method to unlock it to know the content.

Several people searched for a while, but except for a few Japanese books found by Ma Zhen, they did not find anything particularly suspicious.

"This place is said to be a dark market, except for the wall of the hall outside, which seems to have placed some items, this secret room does not look like a treasure room for placing items at all, it is very much like a place for scientific research."

Out of the secret room, Ming Fang followed behind the old monk, thinking as he walked.