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Also, such long hair should only be Ji Fengxin.

I only wonder why this hair fell on such an intriguing point, the hanging scroll is very long, almost close to the ground, the seam between the painting pole and the brocade is rounded, the hair is very light and most of it will slide directly to the ground when it falls from the top, it is difficult to get stuck in that position so well, it can only show that Feng Xin's head was once very close to this painting pole.

Under what circumstances does a person's head get close to the ground?

Could it be that Feng Xin was looking for something on the ground.

With this thought in mind, I lay on the ground, simulating the most likely location and height of the missing hair in my mind.

"Uh-huh." I squinted my eyes and almost pressed my face to the ground and said, "There it is. From this point of view, there is a fingerprint on the scroll, which should be the fingerprint of the thumb." The tapestry that covers the painting rod has been stained with a thin layer of dust, and when the eye is lowered, the traces of oil transfer on the human skin are particularly obvious.

I stretched out my hand and put my hand on it according to the fingerprint, and my finger hung in the air without touching it, fearing that something unforeseeable would happen, and my heart was full of trepidation. I stared at the feet of the sub-cart and didn't dare to start. Perhaps he saw my gaze and was uneasy, and he took a step closer to me and crouched down, reaching out directly for me to press the hesitation.

The moment the sub-rider grasped the hitch, we all stopped breathing and waited with bated breath for what would come.

A second and two passed, a minute and two passed, and nothing happened, only the voice of Qian Yu breathing a sigh of relief was heard.

"Yay? Am I wrong?" I had a lot of question marks in my heart, could it be that this fingerprint was put up by the person who put the hanging scroll, and so on, and after a few possibilities quickly turned in my mind, I chose to believe in the sixth sense, which is intuition.

Feng Xin must have touched the scroll in this position, and I held the pole with my backhand while thinking about it.

Hold the stick in a backhand position...... Either up or down. The car just flipped up, and it's fine. That...... I jerked my head up and looked at the uneven part of the frame, and the wrinkles were not badly framed, but that the scroll had been pulled. When the thought came to mind, I pulled my left hand down.

Suddenly, the soles of our feet felt empty, and the three of us fell into a dark passage in an instant.

"Ahh

"Damn! Yes!! Ahh

Slipped down the passage in an instant, and Qian Yu and I even tore our throats and screamed desperately.

The passage under my feet was actually a circular slide that was nearly vertical, smooth and frictionless, and I was pushing my feet desperately, trying to support it and stop, but I couldn't stop if I wanted to, as if I was riding on a free fall without any match, and I felt like all my internal organs were going to rush out of my mouth.

The sudden high-speed flying descent made my voice almost hoarse, and there were a few crazy turns in the middle of the slide, up and down, we looked like tourists who were challenging the extreme horror of the waterslide at Kansas Water Park in the United States.

The difference is that the tourists know where they're going to be, and I don't even know where the passage is going. I clutched all my bags to my chest, the bitter taste of bile melted in my mouth, and my whole head went blank.

I don't know how long I skied, but just as I was starting to lose my sense of speed, the slide under me gradually flattened. The moment he slid out of the figurine road, he didn't catch it steadily, and the whole person pushed the momentum several meters, and finally turned over a heel fight before stopping.

「OMG！」

I was still staring at Venus, and I heard the first two neat footsteps and the exaggerated sound effects of the humble food, and I could imagine that they landed more successfully than me.

I got up in embarrassment, my elbows were a little frayed, and my buttocks were sore. I picked up my backpack on the ground and pulled out a few broken bolts before I began to look at the space.

This is a small cave with orange light, a small room hidden underground, with a dry wood bed in the corner, a thin quilt on top, and a low coffee table that resembles a Japanese Go board, and a simple wooden comb on top. There is also a fire pit in the center of the whole space, and there are candlesticks with lampshades on the rock wall and several places on the ground, and the candle flames in them are still vibrating, indicating that this space is not only in and out, but also may have lived here, and has stayed here until just now.

After turning around with Qianyu, Ziche stopped at the chessboard table and whispered.

I didn't have time for what they were talking about, silently constructing all this in my heart, and the more I thought about it, the more confused I became, "So there was a person in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, who worked hard to find the dream land of blood red soil, so he built a lot of construction, built a river of flowers, built buildings, made figurines, and created a country of yin, and then used expensive paper to help himself paste a building, and also painstakingly set up paper security and anti-theft mechanisms, all so that he could live in a simple basement...... So?" I finished my long questions in one breath, and I couldn't get along with myself.

"Or is this man frugal in nature, but he likes gardening, and the top one is all his garden?" I didn't give up on asking unanswered questions.

Qian Yi snorted next to him, and Ziche shrugged and raised his eyebrows, handing me the wooden comb, "Look."

While taking the comb, I glanced at Ziche, he didn't do meaningless things, but I really couldn't see any clues about a wooden comb, "What? Isn't it just a comb?"

"It's a woman's comb." Qian Yu nodded the wooden comb in my hand and returned it to me.

"What!" I was shocked. "So the owner of this Peach Blossom Land is a woman?"

"Most likely, even that hair may not be Feng Xin, but hers." Ziche guessed.

"Impossible." I didn't even think about whether he was talking about it, and I rejected Ziche's argument.

"Xiao Ran ......"

I came back to my senses and realized that I had just denied it too arbitrarily, "Hmm...... I'm sorry, I ......" I don't know how to describe the feeling I felt when I saw that hair, in short, I knew it was Ji Fengxin.

Ziche's dark eyes stared at me uncomfortably, and his eyes were like an eagle's, as if he were measuring his prey from above.

He waved his hand, a smile tugging at his lips, and said, "It's okay, I trust your instincts."

I felt uneasy about being seen through, and I had a vague feeling that Ziche wanted to confirm some kind of information from me.

Ken slammed me the shoulder, and I stumbled, and my thoughts were pulled back.