The room is small, with only one long table and two rows of stools next to it.

In the corner of the table lay a man lying on his stomach, his face facing to one side, his eyes wide open with a hint of suspicion, and a deep, long wound on his neck, like a grinning mouth.

The blood that flowed from the wound was half-coagulated, and the table and the floor were red.

Excellence walked over slowly, reaching for the closest wine glass to the corpse.

"I'd advise you not to move anything." An Ruomu followed.

Excellence paused, then retracted his hand.

"Yao Tianyin, take a few people and go see that thing." After a moment's thought, he turned to another person behind him.

"Don't go." An Ruomu hurriedly stopped, "Search inside and out first." ”

Yao Tianyin received two diametrically opposed orders, didn't know what to do, and looked at Excellence.

Zhuo Zhuo frowned, extremely displeased: "Father is not here, I am the acting hall master, and it is not your turn to speak." ”

"Hall Master, the little one really has something to say." An Ruomu was accustomed to such an attitude, not only did not feel the slightest unhappiness, but also gave up his hand with a hippie smile.

Excellence looked at him, with obvious disgust, and didn't say anything.

An Ruomu acquiesced, and continued: "No matter where it is, it is not a trivial matter to die someone, and we are not familiar with who this brother who was killed, maybe that person just moved a corpse over to fish in troubled waters, or led us to take him to find that thing." ”

Despite Excellence's reluctance, he has to admit that this statement has a point.

He looked at Yao Tianyin: "Call them in charge." ”

After a while, the man came, stunned for a while, before nodding at Yao Tianyin.

Excellence snorted lightly: "You can find someone to search with you yourself." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

An Ruomu turned around and saw Yao Tianyin's back half-bright and half-dark under the midnight light, and his heart moved inexplicably, and he always felt a little strange, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"Brother Yao, go slowly, go slowly." He hurried a few steps to catch up, "You were the first to find out, right?" ”

Yao Tianyin stopped and acquiesced.

"You're not on duty tonight, what are you doing here?" An Ruomu went straight to the point.

"Patrol." Yao Tianyin's words were concise and to the point.

"What a coincidence." An Ruomu smiled.

"Nothing coincidental." Yao Tianyin's face was expressionless, "I come to inspect from time to time, and I can find something from time to time." ”

An Ruomu still smiled, lowered his voice and leaned closer: "I just came back from outside, and a new one came to Liuxian Building, brother, if you are interested, count it on the account of the younger brother." ”

When Yao Tianyin heard this, a smile appeared on his face: "Oh? That's a good idea. ”

An Ruo's thief leaned closer playfully, wanting to pull Yao Tianyin's wrist.

Yao Tianyin shook his hand, and suddenly turned angry: "Xiao An, it's your business to love prostitution and gambling, don't call me a brother and drag me into the water, if you really have nothing to do, even sweeping the yard is better than going out to do those things." ”

"An Ruomu, what do you mean? Are you doubting Yao Tianyin? Not far away, the voice of excellence came coldly.

An Ruomu rubbed his hands in a daze, still laughing, not talking, and watched the two of them brush their sleeves away.

Yao Tianyin is an excellent deputy, who also serves as a protector of the law, is old-fashioned, meticulous, and has strict requirements for himself and his subordinates.

After some temptation, all his reactions were normal, but the strange feeling in An Ruomu's heart was lingering and difficult to dissipate.

At this time, the director who came to identify the body came over and asked what else he was told.

An Ruomu let out a long breath and gave the order to search carefully. After that, he stood still and didn't move, carefully recalling every movement and every look of Yao Tianyin and Zhuo Zhuo just now.

"Hey......" Suddenly, a call came from nowhere, very soft, almost inaudible.

An Ruomu thought that the searchers had discovered something, and hurriedly turned his head to look around.

But everyone who hurried by didn't even glance at him.

Something really isn't right. As he thought, he closed his eyes, trying to ignore the noise and focus all his attention on his surroundings.

The call of "Hey ......" was softer, but it still made him hear.

"Hey...... This ......" rang again, intermittently.

An Ruomu opened his eyes and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

There was a small flower bed against the wall, planted with a dwarf peach tree, which had just burst its buds and was full of new green.

An Ruomu walked over cautiously, listening, observing.

But the voice never sounded again.

"It's not going to be easy." An Ruomu muttered to himself as he walked around the peach tree.

"What did you find?" The Director sensed the anomaly.

"It's hard to say." An Ruomu took the lantern in the supervisor's hand and looked at the peach tree carefully.

Everywhere the bright white light went, everything was illuminated.

This is an ordinary peach tree, less than half a man tall, with brown branches and tender green shoots, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it has been passive.

After a while, An Ruomu knew that he would not make any new discoveries, so he turned around, glanced at the crowd that had gradually quieted down, and said, "Are there any demon clans?" Come do me a favor. ”

For a while, no one answered.

"Do me a favor." An Ruomu was a little anxious, "Help me, when Rongquan comes back, I will intercede and ask her to accept you as a deputy." ”

Finally, a skinny boy stepped forward.

An Ruomu led him to the peach tree, cut his fingers with his fingernails, and squeezed a few drops of blood and smeared them on the trunk.

In the eyes of others, there was no change in the peach tree, but An Ruomu, who was fully engrossed, clearly felt the slightest fluctuation in the air.

He no longer paid any attention to the boy who was standing beside him, and quickly raised the lantern, looked at it again, and at last near the root, he saw a very small, but extremely deep hole, the mouth of which was smooth, as if it had been pricked by a needle.

"Chop down trees." An Ruomu pointed to the hole.

The Director was the first to react. He took the saber of the man beside him, first slashed lightly at the small hole, then shook off his arm, and cut down the peach tree in three or two strokes.

"Excellent!" The dust had not yet cleared, and a loud shout rang out from under the tree roots.

An Ruomu's face changed greatly, and he took three steps and two steps and rushed in the direction of excellence.

His destination was the bamboo forest forbidden land behind the house.

The people patrolling in front of it should have been unstoppable, and now, there is no trace to follow.

Not good, not good. An Ruomu was shocked in his heart and plunged into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is large, dense, dark and gloomy, and everywhere there are exactly the same towering black iron bamboos, like countless huge monsters, with dark eyes, overlooking the feet. There are no birds, no insects, no living creatures, just the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves, making a sound like a whimper.

An Ruomu forced himself to calm down, to think as much as possible of every possibility that would arise.

However, when he arrived at the clearing deep in the bamboo forest, he found that nothing had changed there, and nothing he could think of had happened.

Looking at the mound in front of him, which was more than one person high, he was at a loss.

Fortunately, the confusion was only for a moment, and soon, he regained his senses and covered the entire palm of his right hand with the wordless stone tablet in front of the tomb.

The stele flashed a glimmer of light and became transparent. A square hole slowly emerges at the bottom of the mound, allowing only one person to pass through.

An Ruomu took a deep breath and jumped down.

It was a black, vertical passage filled with dense gases that slowed down the fall.

The gas is warm and mellow, with a slight fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people feel as if they are in a meadow under the sun, which makes people unconsciously relax.

An Ruomu became more and more nervous.

At the end of the passage is a place where only a few people can go, where "that thing" is stored.

He had never seen what "that thing" was, what it was, only that it was very old, hundreds of years old, and one of the tasks of the Qingzheng Hall where he was located was to protect this thing.

It is said that "that thing" is a sacred relic of the demon race, with mysterious and powerful powers, and the last one to possess it was the queen who ruled the demon world.

Queen? An Ruomu's heart sank, right now, wouldn't it be the queen waiting for him?

As soon as the idea came out, he himself felt a little ridiculous, and hurriedly gathered his mind and turned his thoughts back to Excellence.

Who was in the hollow of the tree just now, he heard it, and he figured it out.

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