I clutched the key in my hand, crawled out from under the half-collapsed bed, took two steps to the door of the room, then stopped, pondered with great trepidation, and walked towards the toppled wall.

Rolling over a half-leg-high broken wall, I stepped into this secret room for the first time that I had observed for three years but had not entered.

The secret room is about the same size as my room, about ten square meters, and the furnishings inside are very simple, only a cabinet full of lattices, in which some quaint books are placed, and there are two long boxes on the cabinet, and nothing else.

On the ground, specks of red blood stretched all the way to the door of the secret room, which was open, and it was unknown where it led.

I was very nervous, some trembled, and some stumbled forward, and somehow I got crooked and crashed into the cabinet.

The cabinet shook twice after I hit it, but luckily it didn't tip over. But the two boxes on the cabinet fell and slammed into my head with two crunchs, and then landed with a slight metal thump.

I felt dizzy and almost knocked unconscious.

I finally stood firm, and felt a hot current flow down my cheeks, bleeding.

Because of the pain, so angry, in anger, I looked down for the two culprits, only to find that the two boxes had been turned open, and a short sword with a sheath appeared in front of me.

The short sword looked so quaint and had a heavy beauty that immediately caught my attention.

I don't know why, I was originally timid and afraid, but when I saw this short sword at this time, I felt a sense of dependence.

Subconsciously, I trembled and stretched out my hands.

The left hand slowly grasped the scabbard, the right hand held the hilt, and pulled hard, a bright sword light flashed, and the entire sword body was like autumn water.

Putting the dagger back into its sheath, I glanced at another box.

The box was empty, and what was in it should be the long sword that Lin Menghu used to practice swords on weekdays.

Thinking of Lin Menghu, I couldn't help but look gloomy, and I didn't know where she went, whether she was dead or alive?

And the strange old man called the ghost mother-in-law, where did he go, and where did Lin Menghu's body go?

I looked at the key in my hand, and I didn't know what this key was for, when Lin Menghu threw it to me, it was so solemn, thinking about what secret this key should contain.

No matter what secrets it contains, I am ready to return it to Lin Menghu, provided that she is still alive, of course.

She's supposed to be alive, it's a feeling of mine, it's amazing, but I just believe she's alive.

That gray hair makes me feel distressed!

These eight words became the beliefs that kept me alive.

After a moment's thought, I put the key in my pocket, and stumbled out of the chamber door with my dagger in hand.

Out of the door of the secret room, there is a compartment the size of three or five steps, a small door.

The small door is closed, but it can be easily opened, and when I open the small door, my eyes suddenly light up, it is actually a bedroom!

The door of the secret room is a mirror of this bedroom!

The bedroom was large, with a large bed, a table, and a circle of small stools lying around the table.

On the ground, there were also dried blood stains.

The bedroom door was wide open, and it was pitch black outside, and there was a dead silence inside and outside the house.

I walked slowly to the bedroom door and leaned on the door to look out.

Outside was a large courtyard house, and all but this room I was in was pitch black, except for one room in the southeast corner with a faint candlelight.

Could it be that there are still people in this courtyard?

After a moment's thought, I lifted my steps lightly and quietly walked in the direction of the room.

When I came to the door, I smelled the smell of meat in the distance!

'Gollum'

My stomach rattled at an inopportune time, as if to call out to the smell of meat.

The days in the orphanage were so miserable, I didn't see a meal of meat in January, and I would be hungry after practicing swords with Lin Menghu every night, and the smell of meat at this time naturally aroused my appetite.

This is the kitchen?

Leave him alone, fill his stomach first.

As an orphan who grew up in an orphanage, there's nothing more exciting for me than filling my stomach.

However, I didn't push the door in a big way, but came to the window of this room, hid myself in the shadows and listened for a while, feeling that there was no one in the room, I gently opened the window with my fingers and looked inside.

The first thing I saw was a big pot, exactly the same as the big pot in our orphanage kitchen that fried cabbage and potatoes every day.

It's just that at this time, there is a big cage drawer on this pot, curling white smoke, and the aroma is fragrant!

The smell of this meat completely aroused my hunger, supporting the bold, starving the cowardly, going to his uncle, even death, and having eaten a meal of meat.

I have to say that I have a bit of a bachelor's temperament, so I pushed open the window, turned over, and got into the kitchen.

The kitchen was also quiet, no one, but there was blood on the floor.

The bloodstains no longer aroused my fear, and the thirst for meat made me forget everything as a hungry man.

Walking quickly to the cage drawer, I opened the cage drawer, and what caught my eye was a large pot of fragrant sauce beef, and around the basin, there was a circle of big white steamed buns, there were four or five as many as that.

'Gollum'

This time it wasn't my stomach that was screaming, it was me swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

In my eyes, this pot of food is the most delicious delicacy in the world.

Regardless of whether his hands were hot or not, and whether his hands were dirty or not, he sandwiched the short sword between his legs, pinched a big steamed bun with one hand, grabbed a piece of sauced beef with the other, and devoured it.

Maybe I was in too much of a hurry, but as soon as I took two bites, I felt a piece of steamed bread sticking to my palate, and a large piece of beef was not chewed and stuck in my throat, so I choked to death.

I finally swallowed this bite of beef, and I rolled my eyes, this is not good, I need to find some water to drink.

Glancing left and right, I saw a water tank at the door, and on the water tank, a water scoop was slowly swirling.

Putting the steamed buns on the cutting board next to me, I quickly ran to the water tank, and a large scoop of water poured down, which finally relieved the urgency in my throat, and I couldn't help but be stunned when I walked back with a new scoop of water.

Just now I obviously put the steamed buns on the cutting board, where did the steamed buns go? I just took a bite, why is it gone?

The smell of meat wafted again, I squeezed my eyes and scratched my head, could it be that I was mistaken? Did I put it somewhere and couldn't find it?