Jiang Xian bent over his waist and walked through the layers of obscure-like cobwebs to the dilapidated wooden table in the room.

There were a few books scattered on the table, and there was also a thick layer of dust.

I took a book and read the big characters on the title page, "Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign exotic flowers and plants." Frowning and throwing it away, he grabbed another one and read silently: "Strange Zhi? ”

His eyebrows furrowed deeper, and he opened another book with his other hand: "...... If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and a good pair of embroidery must have a satisfactory tool, especially the gold needle is the best......"

Facing Luo Ze, he was defeated, and raised his hand to disarm: "I served this old man, he is really a miscellaneous man." ”

And Luo Ze was staring at a book he picked up in the corner of the wall at this time, and said helplessly: "No wonder you have repeatedly failed the exam, it is simply not a proper job, has there ever been a subject of "Silkworm Raising Heart Sutra" in our imperial examination in Da Yongchang?" There was mockery in his tone.

What the! Sericulture? Jiang Xian was simply a great insight, and he wanted to laugh, but he quickly restrained it, and the coldness on his face was even worse, "Silkworm? Aze, do you think that these silk webs are not made of spiders, but more like silk? ”

Luo Ze was woken up and said in a daze: "But where can there be such silkworms?" Even if there were, it would be a giant silkworm. ”

"There must be a mechanism in the house!" Jiang Xian was very sure, and searched around vigilantly, the wall was empty, there were no calligraphy or paintings or unusual bumps, and he tapped them one by one along the root of the wall with his knuckles, all of which were deep and muffled.

There were no incense cases, no candlesticks, only a few coarse benzene household items as far as the eye could see, and the legs of the tables and chairs were crumbling.

Luo Ze followed this line of thought, walked lightly on the ground, paying special attention to the echo under his feet, but he was helpless to step on the real rammed earth, and such soil quality was afraid that even the cellar was not easy to repair.

When he was at a loss, Jiang Xian saw that he was still holding the book with moldy and yellow gold needle embroidery in his hand, and he threw it on the table with hatred, although he was angry, he didn't dare to exert too much strength, so the scroll bounced off the table and slowly rolled under the table.

Suddenly, he noticed that the entire wooden table seemed to be sinking.

"Aze, something is wrong."

Luo Ze got the hint he sent with his lips, and quietly approached, Jiang Xian glanced at the unremarkable bookcase.

Both of them nodded incomprehensibly at each other, one dodged a little farther away, and the other came to the front of the bookcase with a silent step, where there was a wooden stool impartial, and he stretched out his foot to hook the stool, and the bookcase shook with it, still a very light amplitude, and it was almost impossible to observe without looking closely.

Jiang Xian knew in his heart, it turned out that this was a double mechanism, and the table and stool were the pivot points of the joint opening, but the movement of the table and stool had to pay attention to the way and method, and a rough kick down could not touch the dark valve in it.

"It's just a simple crane formation, Aze, you are elegant, take a look." When the matter came, he didn't forget to tease Luo Ze.

Luo Ze had to go against the grain, a set of light and smooth steps, pointed on the ground, like a crane like a crane a few whirling circles, clearly leaving the way to crack the formation.

"That's right, circle along these dots, and the dark room below will be revealed." Jiang Xian took a look at it and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that he was still as careful as dust, and he knew a little bit about the art of Qimen gossip, and it was the most natural cover to use the placement of tables and chairs. ”

"What are you waiting for? Saving lives matters. Luo Ze urged, and according to the method Jiang Xian said, the large area where the tables and chairs were placed slowly sank, and under the ground were several gray stone steps, and a faint strange smell rushed into his nose.

Jiang Xian and Luo Ze walked down the stone steps one after the other, and the fire fold in Luo Ze's hand dimmed, and both of them immediately held their breath.

The deeper and deeper he went, the cold in the basement was mixed with a thicker and thicker fishy smell, and Jiang Xian was too familiar with this smell.

It's blood.

Luo Ze was also highly vigilant, he shook the fire fold again, and the fire suddenly lit up again.

The scene that appeared in front of him was that even Jiang Xian, who was accustomed to fighting on the battlefield, couldn't stop the chill in his limbs.

The three plain-clothed women were tied to the pillars, their faces were already a strange blue and white transparent color, and there were countless small wounds on their necks and wrists, some of which had scabbed, and some were still oozing blood beads, but the blood beads were swallowed by a giant red silkworm curled up in another corner before they could drip to the ground.

The silkworm was as red as jade, with a fat body and a huge body, lazily eating the woman's flesh and blood.

"It turned out to be this demon!" Luo Ze gritted his teeth and said.

The strange voice alarmed the lazy blood silkworm, it no longer eats, but squirms, raised its head, its bulging eyes glow with black and blue light, slowly open its mouth, and the red silk thread continues to spit out.

The silk thread floated towards Jiang Xian and Luo Ze one by one, the more they twisted, the thicker and thicker they became, Luo Ze threw the scimitar on his waist with his hand, and the silk thread collided with the silk thread with a "bang", and it was actually the sound of the knife and the soldier meeting each other, the silk thread was tough and firm, and it was not easy to be cut.

"Your Highness, don't waste your efforts." A faint voice sounded behind him, "This blood silkworm is like a steel cable, and ordinary weapons can't help it at all." ”

This voice is not unfamiliar, "Silkworm, don't waste the silk thread, let me say a few words with these two brothers." ”

The clumsy-looking blood silkworm seemed to be able to understand the words of the visitor, and lowered its head and retracted it like a human, silently not moving.

"Zong Ming." Luo Ze glanced back at him, and there was no excessive surprise in his tone.

Jiang Xian sneered: "The little grandmaster can't be a tailor in peace? ”

The thin figure came closer, smiled lowly, and was very secretive: "Everything I do is to be a good tailor." He turned his head and looked at Luo Ze again, "My most noble prince in Yongchang is married, how can I disappoint His Royal Highness?" I will definitely make a unique wedding dress in the world for Princess Changle! ”

Luo Ze was indignant: "You used the silk thread of the blood silkworm to embroider the wedding dress?" No wonder in every murder, the bride wears a wedding dress from your hand, never thought it would be such a reason? ”

"So what? Only famous ladies are allowed to marry in a beautiful way, so don't you allow an unknown junior like me to be a little happy? Zong Ming's voice couldn't hear any ups and downs, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"For your own selfish interests, you maim innocent people like this?" Luo Ze pointed to the bloodless and dying girls behind her, one of whom had slowly woken up, her lips trembling like white paper trembling slightly, she was already frightened and numb.

"Being able to make offerings to the silkworms with their bodies is the supreme glory of their women as women!" Zong Ming was even more numb than the victim woman, his eyes were bloodshot, and his excitement was uncontrollable.

Jiang Xian sneered, jumped over, and firmly choked Zong Ming's neck.

The blood silkworm hissed and danced violently, and Zong Ming hoarsely said: "Silkworm, don't move, these people won't pity you like me." The blood-glittering foreign object slowly calmed down.

Luo Ze stepped forward and clicked on several important acupuncture points of Zong Ming, and Jiang Xian let go.

"Aze, go and save those girls first." He took out the medicine bottle he had brought with him, "Feed them first and take them to protect their hearts." ”

"Okay." Luo Ze responded.

Jiang Xian pressed the upright Zong Ming down, "Ask you a few questions to solve my curiosity." ”

Although Zong Ming couldn't move, he was not dumbfounded, and snorted extremely disdainfully, he finally didn't have to pretend anymore.

"It used to be one, how did you find three this time?" Jiang Xian blows a mouthful of flocculent whiskers in the palm of his hand.

Zong Ming half-closed his eyes, and finally answered his question: "The silkworm can only spit red silk once a year, and when it spits red silk, it has to feed on the flesh and blood of cardamom women, but unfortunately when the prince married Wu Zangyun this year, I have already made the silkworm vomit once, who knows that the prince is going to get married again, I can't miss this opportunity to be famous in the world, so the silkworm must also fight for me, I am worried that it will not survive, so I found a few more to nourish its body." ”

"You can understand it, but where did this monster come from?"

Before the words fell, Zong Ming suddenly opened his eyes and said hatefully: "Please respect it, it is a divine object." ”

Jiang Xian shook his head and kicked the stubborn Zong Ming fiercely: "Then may I ask the devout believers, where did you get this 'divine object'?" He sneered.

Zong Ming felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, his hands and feet couldn't move, he bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes were like knives, and he couldn't wait to cut Jiang Xian off one by one.

"I don't want to say it doesn't matter, I see that your 'divine silkworm' has drunk a lot of flesh and blood, and his belly is bulging, I think it's time to put some blood for it." Jiang Xian took out a delicate dagger from his sleeve, he was just pretending, it was the knife he usually used to eat roasted meat, how could he touch that disgusting thing?

But Zong Ming was so anxious that he shouted, hoarsely: "No, no! You can't hurt my silkworms! I tell you the truth, this silkworm was obtained by me six years ago from a mulberry picker, who accidentally told me that she hatched a red silkworm and did not eat mulberry leaves, but only drank the blood of chickens and ducks...... Later, I found that the silkworm has a special function, it can spit out the most beautiful red silk in the world, immortal, and timeless, so I was tempted, and boldly did an experiment, I let the blood silkworm eat the mulberry girl in the prime of youth - the silk thread spit out after the blood silkworm eats human blood makes me crazy, and I am out of control, you can't taste the beauty of that silk thread, and all the beautiful things in the world can't compare to it. As he spoke, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, but they were not tears of remorse.

Luo Ze had already rescued the girl, and after listening to Zong Ming's words at this time, he felt that this weak young man's paranoia was hopeless, and he couldn't help but sigh.