The Xuantian sky hangs high on the waning moon, the earth lights are gloomy, and the sound of the bangzi is heard from afar, and there are no lines in the palm.

On such a gloomy night, the two figures crossed the streets and alleys, climbed over the walls and beams, avoided the wandering watchmen, and evaded the patrolling fast soldiers. These two are not outsiders, they are Peng Hu and Zhao Shankun brothers. They didn't come here for anything else, just to visit Tong's mansion at night.

Unlike the last time they plotted to assassinate Andre, the two juniors made their own decisions, this time, Huzi came to accept Mr. Peng's wishes.

That day, Mr. Peng also went to listen to the interrogation in the public court, and in a place that didn't sound like anything to others, it entered his ears, and it was all flawed. First, the evil method of harvesting and cutting the flesh and blood of babies to refine the elixir could never be easily learned from any book. The secret methods involved in refining pills have always been passed down by word of mouth and taught by hand. It's not to hide your own unique skills, but to have some things to talk about, which are recorded in the book and passed on, and future generations may not be able to learn it. Again, even Mr. Peng, who has seen a lot of things in the north and south, has never been able to see it with his own eyes before, so how could Master Tong get it by accident?

Say a thousand things and ten thousand, in the final analysis, one sentence - there must be a demon behind this matter! It's just that I don't know why, Tong Yin died in the court, and his ten fingers were broken by the clamping stick, and he didn't confess which demon taught him these evil methods.

There are two possibilities. One is that this person is kind or intimate with him, he misses the old love, anyway, he is just dead, and in order to protect his friends, he would rather endure the pain than confess. But look at the behavior of this old man in the hall, it's not like. The second one is that the fear that the person behind this can bring to him is far greater than the pain of flesh and skin. And he was convinced that if he confessed to this man, even if he died, he might be tortured by this man—after all, he knew what sin he had committed, and he would definitely pay for his life.

In the Yamen, this case was successfully concluded, the Zhou family cleared their grievances, the officials were relieved, and the people applauded. But here is Mr. Peng, he still has a hurdle in his heart. If one Tong Yin dies, will another Tong Yin come out? Cultivators, with the responsibility of protecting one party, naturally cannot let a demon and evil way exist in the world. At this point, the government doesn't care about the matter, and it will be settled by the means of the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, he sent Huzi to visit the Tong family's mansion at night, hoping to find some clues and lead out the people behind it.

Originally, Huzi could have come alone, but Zhao Shankun had to follow to "see and see". Huzi was reluctant at first. After all, even if Zhao Shankun's skills are good now, but in the end, he is a child of eleven or twelve, and in the eyes of Huzi, letting him follow is just adding to the chaos.

However, Li Lintang not only did not stop him, but praised Zhao Shankun's idea very much. In his words: "It's good to go with you to see things, you have seen dirty things early, and you can practice a little temperament, so that you can save yourself from encountering problems in the future, and you can't find where to put your brain." ”

What he meant by this was that although Zhao Shankun's family suffered when he was a child, he had seen blood, but he had never seen how bad a person could be. See how dirty people can be when they are bad, and press your heart, lest you really encounter something when the time comes, and you will be angry and reckless.

Since it was Uncle Shi who spoke, Huzi didn't have a problem, and after discussing it, he listened to him in everything, and Huzi took Zhao Shankun with him.

By this time, there was no one in the Tong family's courtyard. In this courtyard, all those who are related to Master Tong are now detained in a prison waiting for exile, and the domestic slave workers who should be dismissed are dismissed, and those who should be returned are returned. All the property of Master Tong's family, including this house, belonged to the imperial court at this time. After the account master of the Anzhi Mansion coordinated the numbers in two days, he would consider how to deal with it.

This is convenient for Huzi and Zhao Shankun to come and go. The two of them climbed over the wall lightly, and according to the description of Han Zhutou, they began to search in the backyard of the house. The path from the main entrance to the secret room, Huzi only glanced at it in a hurry through the paper puppet that day, and after many days, he didn't come in through the main entrance, and he couldn't find where the secret room was.

After settling down, I couldn't help but sigh that it was really a rich family, even if it wasn't particularly real in the night, I could feel that this family was rich. Not to mention the area occupied by this house, it is said that the wealth and sophistication revealed on the porch, railing, bird's nest, and eaves are not comparable to ordinary people.

"It's good to be rich...... Huzi couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Senior brother, I didn't say you," Zhao Shankun flattened his mouth, "Look at your appearance that you haven't seen the world!" Is this called grandeur? Is this called being rich? Far from it. There is no need to compare with those real famous families, even my family, he can't compare. ”

Huzi bared his teeth at Zhao Shankun, which was a bit of a scare. Only then did he remember that his junior brother was the real rich man. Zhao Buddha is the richest man in Changtu Mansion! It's a pity......

Before he could sigh out, Zhao Shankun greeted him in front: "Brother Huzi, I found it." Come and see. "Although they don't have the lights, the two brothers are not ordinary people, and they can see some things at night.

Huzi stepped forward, followed Zhao Shankun's hand and looked, just in time to see the two gun holes on the door. According to Han Zhutou's description with them, the lock of the door was broken by Nalan Shiheng with a gun, and now that he sees a gun hole on the door, he can be sure that it is here.

Zhao Shankun stretched out his hand to push the door, but was stopped by Huzi. Huzi stretched out his hand and pointed to the seal on the door: "You don't want to die?" Tearing open the seal of the official government is equivalent to opening the official lock, and the crime is like robbing a prison, which is the sin of killing the head. Even if they can't find our heads, this seal is destroyed, and when it is discovered tomorrow, it will be another mess. ”

Zhao Shankun scratched his head: "Then what should we do?" ”

Huzi smiled: "Of course it's taken off!" ”

At this time, Zhao Shankun reacted, Huzi was joking with him, laughing at him for being stupid, his little face pulled down, and he was about to tear the seal with his hand. Huzi hurriedly stopped: "My little ancestor! Yes! You're my brother! Are you really joking when I'm talking to you? It's okay to tear the seal, but we'll have to remove it lightly and don't break it. It's all paste, and it's not secure to stick to the door, and we'll have to glue them back when we exit for a while. Otherwise, there will really be a mess! ”

The two of them carefully tore off the seal and brought it into the room, gently placing it in the corner of the wall before coming to the entrance to your secret passage.

At this time, the entrance to the secret passage is a large open appearance. That day, Han Zhutou led people to break through the covered floor, and Master Tong recognized his name, opened the mechanism, and exposed the entire tunnel.

Huzi shook the tablets and said, "Everyone, there is a lot of disturbance, please excuse me." ”

In the end, this is the place where people worship the ancestral tablets, and the injustices made by the descendants have been repaid with their lives. What's more, this matter has nothing to do with how many years these people have been dead. As a Taoist, even if he is a worldly Taoist, there must be rules. It is inconvenient to give them incense, bow down, and apologize.

The inside of this tunnel is very spacious, and the two of them walked down step by step, and Huzi stretched out his hand and could barely touch the ceiling. After turning a straight corner, it suddenly became clear in front of him - this was the secret room where Master Tong was refining pills.

Although both of them can see at night, it is more convenient to have light. Huzi found a lamp, stretched out his hand to probe, there was still oil in the lamp, and he shook it casually, and a little ghost fire floated on the wick, so he lit the lamp. This lamp is connected to the mechanism, and when this lamp is on, it leaks a stream of oil, which flows down the groove, and lights up a line of fire, "pong, pong", and the lamps in the stone chamber are all lit up one after another, illuminating this place transparently.

But the lights were on, which startled the two of them. Pressed against the wall, there was a row of wooden shelves on which skulls were neatly arranged. Zhao Shankun took one of them nearby, took a closer look, and found that it was exactly the size of the hands together, and the fontanelle on the bone had not yet closed, and it was clearly the skull of a fetus that was about to be full-term.

Zhao Shankun's hand shook and almost threw the skeleton to the ground. Huzi reached out and grabbed it, and put it back on the shelf. Looking at the densely packed skeletons of more than a hundred fetuses, the two of them were speechless in shock for a while.

How ruthless does this have to be to refine his child into an elixir? Draw out the cerebral marrow, just to cure the disease, just to seek ethereal immortality.

Thousands of knives are not wronged, and the bones and ashes are cheapened by this old bastard! Huzi recited the scriptures over and over again, and it took a lot of effort to calm himself down. He patted Zhao Shankun's back, and Zhao Shankun shivered - Huzi touched it just now, and his junior brother's back was wet.

"Don't be stunned," Huzi said softly, his voice trembling a little, "Time is short, hurry up and find any clues that you can bring back." ”

Speaking of which, the people of the Yamen are also experienced, and all kinds of objects that are convenient for taking away have been searched by them and brought to the Yamen as evidence in court. The rest of the things were either too bulky to be carried, or they were considered worthless by the people of the yamen.

But in Huzi's eyes, this is different. The focus of an expert is different from that of a person who is convicted for the purpose of investigating a case.

After some searching, Huzi finally fixed his eyes on the big furnace in the secret room where the elixir was boiled - the pattern engraved on it, the more Huzi looked at it, the more familiar it felt, as if he had seen such a thing somewhere.

"Ahh That's right! Huzi suddenly slapped his head and screamed, which frightened Zhao Shankun, "I see!" ”

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