Han Changdui patrolled the Momei map, and vaguely felt familiar, so he took a few more looks, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt.

He squatted on the ground very unfiguratively, dragged on the ground by the hem of his clothes that had been cut into rags by the gravel, and when he thought about things, his hands were very dishonest, and his two fingers were always unconsciously twisting something, sleeves, veils and the like.

Twisting and twisting, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, this picture is cold and plum clear, the branches are horizontal, the wind and the style coexist, although there is no knowledge, but it is clearly the handwriting of the world's famous Jiang Shen Jiang Ge Lao, but for some reason, the silk doufang has become a flower bag of flower arrangement.

But this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that Jiang Gelao's painting has become the key to trigger the mechanism, does Jiang Gelao himself know?

Maybe I don't know.

Jiang Ge is an old extremely human minister, there is no shortage of fame and fortune, there is no need to tie his head to the belt of his trousers, and do this kind of thing to destroy the nine clans, besides, he is still a very human minister when this thing is done, but if he can't do it, he will raid his family and destroy the door.

It's not a good deal.

Jiang Ge is a shrewd person, he can't do such a foolish thing, but he is the most shrewd person and has done the least cost-effective thing.

Things were placed here, and Han Changdui had to think about it more.

Without waiting for Yao Ji to make a move, Han Changwan picked up a porcelain piece and lightly placed it in one of the depressions.

There was a dead silence in the cavern, and only the breathing of these people could be heard.

Han Changdui pursed his lips, it seemed that he had to fill in all these depressions before there would be some movement.

He neatly placed the remaining porcelain pieces properly, and several people held their breath, stared fixedly, and waited.

Sure enough, there was only a moment of silence in the cave, and the stone wall opposite everyone changed.

There was a loud sound behind the stone wall that shook the ground, like a surging wave hitting the stone wall, and the wall shook violently.

He Zhenfu clenched his sleeves, a little panicked, this place is not going to collapse, they will not be buried here alive today.

As soon as his unfortunate thought turned for a moment, he secretly took a sip of himself.

The adult is still safe, what is he panicking, isn't the life of the young envoy more expensive than the life of the general flag!!

The stone wall shook violently for a moment, and then suddenly there was a slight tremor and a crack in the squeak.

A narrow slit.

Han Changwan opened his mouth slightly and was stunned, why didn't he find that there was such a stone door on this stone wall, and he knocked on the wall for a long time, knocking on the loneliness.

He made up his mind, asked Yao Qi to put away the porcelain pieces, and took the lead in walking towards the stone gate.

He Zhenfu finally recovered from the horror of almost being buried alive, and rushed to the front of Han Changdui with an arrow, and threw a bright torch along the crack in the door, illuminating the dark cave behind the door.

Looking into the light, this time it was not an empty cave.

Han Changwan walked in.

The cavern was a little colder and damper than the one next to it, with a stench of vomiting coming to my face, and a few piles of blood-stained hay and a few pieces of torn mattresses with yellowed cotton wool were scattered in the corners.

The ragged mattress was black and the ground, and the sour smell and smell rushed out.

As soon as He Zhenfu approached, he was so smoked that his head tilted back, and his eyes were full of stars.

Oh, what a fucking refreshing.

Everyone took torches and shone around, only to see scratches everywhere on the stone wall and on the ground.

Whip marks, knife marks.

Blood splattered onto the stone walls and dragged to the ground, some in pieces, some in pieces.

A row of various torture instruments were placed at the base of the wall, and the torture instruments were stained with blood and locks of long hair.

The torches of these people were almost burned, and the firelight swayed to reveal a bit of prosperity and decay, and the dull light flowed over these torture instruments like water, and the black and pressed torture instruments should be with the new blood stains on their heads, which looked particularly shocking.

The number of these torture instruments and the complexity of the styles really shocked He Zhenfu's eyes.

This is even more complete than the prison of the Department of Internal Guard.

Yao Qi was also taken aback, walked to one of the torture instruments, reached out and wiped the bloodstains, it was still a little sticky, she casually wiped two handfuls on her body, and handed over a handkerchief to her, she was stunned for a moment, pushed away Han Changdui's hand, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, this blood has not dried up yet." ”

Han Changdui took back the veil stupidly, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he deliberately wiped his hands before saying, "It seems that before we enter the secret passage, there are still people here." He turned his head and looked around: "There must be another exit here, otherwise it will collide with us." ”

Yao Qi nodded, there must be another exit, but there are torture instruments here, is it for interrogation? Could it be that this is another internal security division?

Han Changdui glanced at Yao Qi, as if he had guessed what she was thinking, he clenched his fists, and his voice was low and cold: "If you take a closer look at these torture instruments, they are all the kind that hurt people but don't want to die, and they don't even hurt people at all, they just make people feel painful. ”

Train, raise, die.

Use the pain of not being able to survive and die to deter and control, so that people can't live well and die, don't dare to escape or resist, and then are willing to be driven.

The chill crept from the soles of his feet to his hair, and Yao Ji shuddered.

Looking at the entire Dajing Dynasty, the training of death guards in the Beiya Forbidden Army was the most cruel, and a group of children with good qualifications and tenacity were selected, sent to death and locked up for three or five days, and finally left a group of people who were born after death.

In addition to the cruelty of the training methods, other places are very tolerant, never mean to food and clothing, full of big fish and meat, and never torture people like eagles.

To put it bluntly, the Beiya Forbidden Army trains dead guards, and they can live happily and die happily.

This is the greatest mercy of a saint.

Yao Qi's eyes gradually straightened a little.

Han Changdui knew what the biggest fear in Yao Qi's heart was, he raised his hand, wanting to pat her shoulder, which seemed to be weak but actually fleshy, but as soon as his hand was raised, he heard Yao Qi's exclamation.

"My lord, these tortured people are not Dajing people." Yao Qi twisted a slender curly hair in his hand and raised it, almost hitting Han Changdu's face.

Han Changwan hurriedly withdrew his hand, covered up his embarrassment with a look of surprise and disgust, stared at Mao Ming and asked, "Yes, what's wrong with this hair?" ”

He Zhenfu picked his toes awkwardly beside him.

What did he see, in order to coax the little lady, the young envoy of the dignified internal guard department pretended to be crazy and stupid, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

No, he didn't see anything.

The hair was raised in front of Han Changdu's eyes, Yao Qicai didn't believe that the vicious-eyed Major Envoy of the Internal Security Division didn't see anything, she pursed her lower lip, and she was still very patient

explained: "This hair is curly and yellow, some hard, and a little rough and dry to the touch, while the hair of the Dajing people is dark and soft, and relatively straight, and there are few natural curls, and this hair is more like a Tubo person." ”

Han Changdui took out the handkerchief and motioned for Yao Qi to put this hair on his head, and asked her to collect the other long hairs, and sure enough, the other hairs were the same.

He turned his head and glanced at He Zhenfu, and said lightly: "Pluck a hair down." ”

He Zhenfu was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips helplessly, loosened his bun, and pulled two strands of hair and rested them on the handkerchief.

In this way, the difference is immediate.

Han Changdui frowned, his voice became colder and colder, as if counting the wind in the nine cold days, there was a chill oozing in the bones of the people who blew: "There is a secret passage and secret room in the outer house of the elder of the pavilion, and he found the robbed silver, and he also trained the Tubo people as dead soldiers, this person's plan is not small." ”

Yao Qi pursed her lips and was silent, she didn't understand Yu Chaozheng, but it was one thing to understand, but it was another thing to say, it was not good to say a word, it was easy to lose her head quickly, and it was rare to be exiled for thousands of miles, and she was a slave and a maid.

She didn't want to go down the same path again.

Han Changdui waited for a long time, but did not wait for the response of others, his brows wrinkled even tighter, like mountains and ravines, deeply imprinted on his forehead.

It is a matter of the elders, and we have to be cautious.

He waved his hand and said coldly, "Go find out where the other exit here is, and see where this place finally leads." ”

When Yao Qi and the others heard this, they immediately scattered and searched carefully.

The cave is not very large, and at a glance the head can be seen, several people work together, knock the stone wall all over, and finally find a slightly thinner place.

He Zhenfu learned wisely this time, and called two internal guards to clean up the dust on the problematic stone wall with a dagger.

In the dim light of the line, the dust accumulated over the years circulated in it.

He Zhenfu and the three of them moved extremely fast, and soon discovered the extremely small gap in the stone wall.

He was pleasantly surprised, "My lord, there is indeed a door here. ”

Han Changwan paced over with his hands behind his back, looked at it, and nodded, "Let's find the mechanism." ”

Several people shuttled through the secret passage so many times, looking for a mechanism to find the doorway a long time ago, and this time, they still found a few hollows of different shapes on the ground.

As usual, a few pieces of broken porcelain were picked out and placed in the depression, but in a few moments, the stone door was completely opened.

This time, when the door opened, there was no sound, from the time the porcelain was placed to the opening of the stone door, it was always silent.

It's just that there is no major danger along the way, and everyone ignores this difference.

Han Changwan walked over with his back hand, while Yao Ji put away the porcelain piece and followed.

He Zhenfu was busy with the other two internal guards, recording the torture tools that were not in the internal security department, and he was a little late.

When Han Changdui and Yao Qi had already walked into the cave behind the door, He Zhenfu put away the pen and paper and hurriedly chased after him.

As soon as he reached the door, his foot stepped on a depression and sank slightly.

He didn't care, he raised his feet and walked forward.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the foot fell, there was a sudden violent shaking in the cave, and at the door of the cave that Han Changdui and the others had just walked into, countless boulders more than one person high fell with a bang, and the stone door was also tightly closed.