The second master and Mr. Sun looked at me at the same time, with anticipation and inquiry in their eyes.

I said simply: "Liu Wenhui is still in their hands." After saying that, I pushed open the door of the room welded by steel plates, and when I saw that there was light inside, I strode in.

The second master also followed behind me, bowed his head and entered the door, at this time I vaguely heard Mr. Sun sigh, not really, if there is nothing.

With the first two experiences, I became more careful, and as I walked, I untied the fire silk cloth and took the Fantian seal in my hand.

As soon as I feel the hard and smooth touch of Fantian on my hand, my heart will become inexplicably angry, as if the whole world is my enemy, and I want to go up and kick anyone I see.

Every time I encountered this situation, I could only suppress that anger, constantly adjust my breathing, and try my best to calm myself down.

The house is not large, that is, about ten square meters, except for a paint bucket and a brush in the corner, there seems to be nothing in the room, but in the corner opposite me there is a small opening, and the light shines in, and I can clearly see that there is a staircase sloping downward.

I thought back to the structure of the building, and the staircase that went down was supposed to run through several floors of the house.

What kind of architect would design such a staircase?

I immediately put the Fantian seal under my armpit, took out the glass egg, and held it in my hand, at this time I couldn't feel any traction on the glass egg, and the source of the Yin Qi field was on this rooftop.

I couldn't help but stop and frown.

The second master came to me and asked me, "What's the matter, why don't you leave?" ”

I said, "No, the source of the evil is on the rooftop." ”

The second master was silent for a moment, and then he pointed to the stairs and whispered to me: "Look carefully, there are two pairs of footprints on it, one of which is Liu Wenhui's, I have seen his feet." ”

Footprints on the stairs? I stared at the steps with wide eyes for a long time, but I didn't see anything.

But the tone of the second master when he spoke was extremely determined.

I looked at the steps, and then at the second master, who nodded at me.

I didn't say anything more, and with the glass egg in my hand, I walked down the steps.

The slope of this downward staircase is very steep, the vertical distance should be between two and three floors, and as I walked down not far, a pulling force appeared on the glass egg, this force was upward, and when it appeared, the weight of the glass egg seemed to be lighter.

At the bottom of the stairs was a concrete path that ran to my right, with walls on both sides and a very clean floor.

I tentatively asked the second master: "Are there still footprints?" ”

The second master nodded very firmly: "There is also." Keep moving forward. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and continued to hold the glass egg, and soon we came to the end of the road, and on my right-hand side, a staircase with a steep slope appeared in front of me.

If you go up this staircase, you will find the location of the elevator hall.

I turned my head and exchanged glances with the second master, who moved his lips and made a silent lip shape: "Be careful." ”

I nodded, put the glass egg back in my pocket, grabbed the blue steel sword and the Fentian seal, and crept up the stairs.

The staircase was not too long, but it took me at least five minutes to reach its vantage point, where there was a door with a black curtain, through which I could feel a very strong sinister smell, and I could smell a very pungent smell, which was the smell of formalin embalming, which I had seen in the morgue of the police station.

The second master patted me on the shoulder from behind, and I turned to look at him, and I saw him pointing to the door, and then he pointed to me, to the right side of the door, to himself, and to the left side of the door.

I understood what he meant, he wanted me to rush in quickly and move to the right side of the door, and when he entered, he moved quickly to the left side of the door.

I nodded, then looked at the black curtain, took a deep breath, and at the same time took two sharp steps up the last two steps, lifted the curtain and rushed in.

According to the second master's plan, after entering the house, I first flashed a distance to the right, and then quickly observed the situation in the house.

There were two other people in the room, one was Liu Wenhui, who was hanging upside down on the roof, and the other was an old man sitting cross-legged in the corner, he was dressed in red and had a thin body.

Although I only glanced at him as fast as I could, I recognized his identity in that instant, he was the old man that everyone in this case had seen, and everyone saw him at the last moment before they died.

I immediately became alert, my eyes fixed on him, and at the same time raised the Tiangang sword and pointed it at him with the blade, even though there was a full distance of four or five meters between him and me.

At this time, the second master also came in, he flashed to the left side of the door, and also glanced around the room with his eyes, and then he also stood up to the old man in the corner with all his vigilance.

After a few seconds of silence between me and the second master, the old man seemed to be completely unaware of our presence, and he was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, muttering a spell that we didn't understand.

The second master rushed forward with an arrow, and only when he knocked him over with a punch did he open his eyes, and looked at the second master and the people who rushed into the house one after another with a look of astonishment.

I have seen how destructive the second master's fist is, but after this punch hit him in the face, this seemingly weak old man did not pass out as I imagined, and he followed the remaining strength of the second master's fist and rolled on the ground, avoiding the second punch that the second master hit him.

After Daochang Chen came in, he was about to rush up to help as soon as possible, but was stopped by my master.

And the second master was also shouting at this time: "Don't interfere!" ”

Just as he was shouting, the thin old man pulled out a slender knife from his waist and stabbed it in the face.

The speed was too fast, and the second master couldn't avoid it, but what was surprising was that he actually opened his mouth and bit the sword that stabbed quickly with a mouthful of white teeth.

I saw that the old man took a step back quickly, as if he wanted to pull the long sword out of the second master's mouth, but the second master bit too hard, and he didn't pull it out even after adding force once.

In the end, he could only abandon the sword and fight with the second master.

The second master's fists were fast and fierce, but the little old man in front of him was all walking in a ruthless way, poking his eyes, hitting his throat, and kicking his crotch.

At the beginning, the second master couldn't hit him, and he couldn't hurt the second master, but he always used this kind of indiscriminate method, and in the end, the second master was annoyed, and the second master seemed to be using all his strength, and the big fists like hammers were picked up like windmills, and the speed was amazing, and he couldn't see his moves at all, and he could only see a huge fist shadow in the air.

After a stalemate of about ten seconds, the old man was hit by five or six punches, the first few punches he barely avoided the vital point, only the last punch hit him firmly in the chest, he snorted, and then flew out like a broken straw, his body smashed the glass jar not far away, making a clattering sound.

The glass jar was smashed by him, and a large amount of dark red liquid flowed out of it, and the smell of formalin in the air became even more pungent.

Leaking out of the glass jar along with these formalin solutions, there is also a red puffy lump of meat, a heart!

Mr. Sun and Daochang Chen hurriedly rushed forward and restrained the old man who had fallen to the ground, who was still conscious despite the heavy blow, and he was scanning us with a vicious look full of resentment.

The second master rubbed his fists, paced in front of the old man, he stretched out his hand, pinched the old man's arm, and said to himself: "Bones are harder than iron." ”

At this time, Huang Changrong and my master had already put Liu Wenhui down, and Liu Wenhui's body was full of slender wounds, those wounds were very deep, and blood was constantly oozing out of them.

He was still alive, but his body was very weak, and at this time he leaned on Huang Changrong, looking at us with a pale face, as if he wanted to say something, but he had no strength to open his mouth.

That's when I discovered that there were many glass jars in this cramped room, each soaked in formalin solution.

A shoulder-length severed arm, a full brain, and a jar with a pair of round eyes.

When I saw the pile of eyeballs, they seemed to be looking at me too, and it made my heart furious.

Mr. Sun carefully examined Liu Wenhui's injuries, and said with relief: "Although the wounds are a little deep, they are not fatal, this guy has a good physique, this is a lot of effort, and some wounds have begun to scarre." Don't worry, he's fine. ”

Although Mr. Sun said so, Liu Wenhui's weakness was not fake at all.

Including my master, the people present didn't seem to care too much about Liu Wenhui's condition, and after hearing Mr. Sun say that he was fine, everyone paid attention to the old man in red.

According to the usual practice, the person in charge of interrogation is still the second master.

After the second master squatted down in front of the old man, his eyes that could kill people happened to be on a parallel line with the old man's eyes.

But when the two looked at each other, I didn't see the slightest fear on the old man's face, on the contrary, when he looked at the second master, the expression on his face was still a little playful.

The second master asked him, "What is your name?" ”

The old man smiled crookedly, gave the second master a very disdainful look, and did not answer.

The second master raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be a little surprised by the old man's reaction.

At this time, Huang Changrong also asked on the side: "What about that woman?" ”

Without waiting for the old man to respond, the second master first became puzzled: "Woman? What woman? ”

Huang Changrong said to him: "At that time, the person who robbed Liu Wenhui from the mass grave mountain was a woman. Master Chai's apprentice also saw her. ”

The second master looked at me again, I nodded, and said, "Judging from the figure, she is indeed a slender woman. It's just that the house was full of yellow smoke at the time, and I didn't see the woman's appearance clearly. ”

The second master lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the old man again.