When Li Sheng said this, Lin Daxiong was really a little scared, if the bulge really represented his heart, what would happen if he really touched it just now?

"From the way it looks now, it doesn't look like it's being controlled, it's some kind of mechanism set up, or someone has buried a voodoo doll nearby!" Menqing followed Li Sheng's words and added.

"Voodoo dolls?"

At present, Lin Daxiong is the only one who has been recruited, so in this secret room, there may be a person who is proficient in the head-lowering technique, and this person is ...... Want to harm Nobita? Thinking of this, everyone glanced at Lin Daxiong, he was a little-known newcomer, and he would be afraid even when he saw evil things, who would deal with him with all his heart?

Menqing continued: "Find out if there are any mechanisms nearby, if it is really a head lower, as long as it does not hurt the voodoo doll in the vital parts, there should be no problem!" ”

Everyone began to look down for the mechanism, Lin Daxiong gasped hard, and there were people who put cold arrows in their backs along the way, and all this did not seem to end because of the death of Lama Danchai.

Li Sheng walked around Nobita's side, suddenly noticed a detail, and said strangely:

"Nobita, what's under your feet?" Lin Daxiong was stunned for a moment, hurriedly moved a step, and the shadow on the stone wall disappeared!

Shadow swept the torch towards Nobita's feet, and found that the steps he had been standing on were covered with an ordinary black cloth, so he reached out and lifted the black cloth, and saw that it was nothing more than an ordinary cloth.

"This staircase seems to be moving." Li Sheng bent down and stretched out his hand to touch the steps, but the mandrill, which had not made a sound for a long time on the side, also jumped up and screamed, as if saying that there was something inside.

"Shengzi, be careful." Lin Daxiong swallowed and foamed at the mouth and reminded in a low voice.

Li Sheng glanced up, nodded again, and then knocked on the stone slab with his hand, making a crisp sound, and it was not difficult to hear that it was hollowed out.

Li Sheng took out the knife from his waist, fixed the tip of the knife on the gap in the steps, pressed the back of the knife with one hand, held the handle of the knife with the other, and lifted it hard!

With a soft muffled sound, a layer of stone slabs on the surface was lifted, and Li Sheng held it with his other hand in a panic.

Everyone looked curiously, and there was a rough rag doll in the dark compartment of the slate, which looked to be handmade, and the position of the eye was heavily coated with black ink. It may be that it has been left for too long, and the surface is covered with a layer of ash.

Li Sheng stretched out his hand and took out the rag doll, only to find that there was a very delicate carved wooden box placed under the doll.

Holding the rag doll in his hand and turning it over, Li Sheng's eyes widened! The voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "Nobita, there is still your birthday written on the back!" Still...... And your name! ”

"What!" When Lin Daxiong heard this, his scalp tingled, and the other people present were obviously taken aback, and their eyes fell on Nobita's body in unison.

"This ......" Li Sheng seemed to feel something, and his hands trembling more and more when he touched the rag doll, he held the rag doll in the air, only to see that there was a raised part on the doll's chest, which was muttering, oval, and jumping with a pop!

Suddenly, a little spark appeared on the rag doll's chest, and then quickly spread around! Li Sheng was shocked and threw it out!

The ragdoll caught fire all at once and burned quickly in the air!

"Sparks!" Menqing screamed in surprise, and his blazing eyes were about to erupt into flames!

As soon as the words fell, the whole body of the rag doll burned red, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a handful of ashes and fell to the ground.

"A spark? What is it? Ying asked surprisingly.

"That's ......" There was a slight tremor in Menqing's tone: "That is an unfathomable method, it looks inconspicuous, if that one spark falls on a person's body, the person will also be burned to ashes!" ”

A string of events, everyone is a little numb, but the insiders know that the ability of this person who puts voodoo dolls is unfathomable!

Lin Daxiong's attention suddenly shifted to the delicate wooden box, he squatted down, took the box out of the steps, and patted the dust on it with his hand, the box looked like it was some years old, and there were traces of insect bites on the edge of the box.

The height of the box is about two or three fingers, the length is about fifteen or sixteen centimeters, and the width is the distance of a middle finger. The whole body is surrounded by a vivid dragon carving, which is very conspicuous.

Lin Daxiong opened it curiously, and there was a yellowed folding fan inside!

"It's a fan?!" Li Sheng said strangely.

Nobita took out the folding fan, handed the empty box to Li Sheng, unfolded the folding fan and looked at it, and gasped.

This is a painting, seen not so long ago, of a group of indigenous people, dancing around a bonfire, next to a circle of cow-like animals, the sun and the moon in the sky, and between the sun and the moon, there is a small line of poetry.

The words of the poem are very small and I can't see what is written, Lin Daxiong beckoned to the shadow, took the torch, looked through the trance light, and trembled!

The second concubine is resentful, and she has been a ghost for ten years.

Abandoning his wife to the west of Weiqiao every year, the old people are separated from each other.

In the dream, the soul still said that when I woke up, it was cold and windy.

There are no travelers in the old city of Jinlou, and those who are concerned about fame and fortune in their lives.

This seven-word poem was written vigorously on the paper fan with a brush, with pictures, and it has a unique artistic conception!

At this moment, Lin Daxiong seemed to have a huge shadow in his heart that enveloped him, making it difficult for him to breathe. From the first time I saw this poem, I was caught in a huge conspiracy, and every step I took since then was faintly like someone was operating in the dark.

Inexplicably, I followed a group of people to this kind of ghost place. Then, at the rest stop, someone poisoned the well, stepped on the coffin nail, walked here, and ran into a voodoo doll, and all this happened to me, how do you look like someone has planned it, and every step of your own is in that person's plan!

When he raised his head again, Nobita's eyes swept over everyone and found that everyone was looking at him curiously, and these faces now looked a little unfamiliar.

"What's written on the fan?" As if realizing that the paper fan was strange, Li Sheng said with a frown.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a painting." Lin Daxiong cautiously put the paper fan in the box, took off his backpack, and forced it in.

Li Sheng turned his head in disbelief when he heard this, and for the sake of safety, he put the stone slab on the steps back in place and covered it tightly.

Seeing that Nobita was unharmed, Shadow continued to walk ahead and lead the way. Along the way, Lin Daxiong's thoughts were in a mess, his heart couldn't calm down, his mind was full of the folding fan, and he thought that he must take a good look if there was no one for a while.

Who is behind these little moves? What did he want? Nobita asked himself, he has grown so big, and he has not offended anyone, and no one needs to deal with himself so deliberately, and he directly hid in the shadows and killed himself with a knife, isn't it the fastest way to solve the problem?

A strange idea came to mind, and Lin Daxiong's heart was shocked! Could it be that someone thinks of himself as the guy named "Ah Kun"?

It's possible! Da Ambition was shocked that he looked so similar to Ah Kun, and it was not excluded that some people were afraid of "Ah Kun's" ability, and then hid in the dark and released cold arrows. If it goes on like this, won't you become a substitute for the dead?

This doesn't seem to be quite right, for example, the voodoo doll just now doesn't seem to be aggressive, but more like a guide.

The folding fan in this box is more like someone deliberately left it for him, Lin Daxiong is about to go crazy, he regrets his curiosity a little, if he didn't read any emails at that time, and didn't go to Jinping, maybe nothing would have happened.

"Nobita, what's in the paper fan?" I don't know when, Li Sheng put aside the crowd and walked over and asked.

"The Tibetan poem." Lin Daxiong said truthfully.

Li Sheng was obviously a little surprised: "The one in the email? ”

Lin Daxiong nodded noncommittally, Li Sheng was silent for a while, glanced at the three people walking in front of him, lowered his voice and said, "Remember when I told you that I had received the same email as you before?" ”

Lin Daxiong's eyes lit up, if he didn't mention it, he almost forgot about it, and he didn't ask when he saw this, he knew that Li Sheng would continue.

Sure enough, Li Sheng paused and said, "My poem is a little different from yours, although the content is roughly the same, but a few words have been slightly changed. ”

"What words?"

"Which words are not critical, you listen to me tell you slowly." Li Sheng pulled Nobita to stand for a while, seeing that the three people in front of him had walked away, before continuing: "In the years when I was missing, there was no progress in the investigation of that teahouse, so I devoted all my time to poetry. ”

"I studied my poem over and over again, and I didn't have any eyebrows at all, until Mr. Lu accidentally mentioned code deciphering to me." Li Sheng pointed to Lu Fengxian's back, and then said, "Mr. Lu is her father, you were injured before, and he treated you." ”

Speaking of Mr. Lu, Lin Daxiong suddenly remembered that he was lying on the bed, being coated with baby intestinal oil, and being scraped around by an old doctor with a scraper. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a tingle in my scalp.

"Mr. Lu is the only person I have ever believed in Yanzimen, and he said that he suggested that I take apart each word of the poem, the tone, and arrange it in a way of 1, 2, 3, and 4, and then decipher it with a quaternary code."

"This ...... That's, isn't it?! Lin Daxiong was a little incredulous, will there be results if this continues?

"Let's not talk about it, I was so hot at the time that I really did it!" Li Sheng was injured, and while he was excited, he trembled all over, and his face suddenly turned a lot paler.

"That'...... Is there any result? Lin Daxiong asked.

"You listen to me when I'm done." Li Sheng took a breath, his pale face was a little more ruddy, and then said slowly: "I spent a whole day collecting the information of the quaternary code he said, and then deciphering it, and finally came out with two words, guess what?" ”