The plan fails, and everyone is trapped.

Song Siyuan browsed up and down, and her expression became serious:

"I just feel like we're planning so well!"

"It's like, according to the script, it happens gradually, if every step is as we expected, then this kind of smoothness is somewhat strange."

"If there is really a script, then this script must not be ours, but the Chaojia?"

Song Siyuan said this, Yue Guanchao and Lou Yunxian didn't know the situation, but they also realized what she meant.

"You mean, they already knew that we would come to check the clues of the Haidong Emperor's Mausoleum, who leaked the secret?"

For Yue Guanchao's words, Lou Yunxian obviously thought of something:

"Only Master and I know about your affairs, and the rest of the team only knows that you are our newly invited maid to run the hall, is it Master?"

Lou Yunxian thought of this, although reason told him that it was impossible, but it was so, she was speechless for a while, and she didn't know what to do.

Song Siyuan was slightly upright and sighed:

"You can rest assured, the owner of the building is not such a person, and the Chao family is on guard, not necessarily only for us?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Yue Guanchao desperately wanted to know what she thought!

"The script of the Chao family is not only aimed at us, but also at all those who covet the treasures of the Haidong Emperor!"

Song Siyuan's eyes were mysterious, and she looked at Yue Lou and the others:

"Do you remember that we went to the Yunyue Inn, we saw the Chaofu from a high place, and there were no candles in the back garden, from here, it was actually the script of the Chao family."

"Think about it, how many ancient tombs have been in the Chaojia for thousands of years, but anyone who has ideas about robbing tombs wants to enter the Chaojia to find clues, so that they can be excavated in one fell swoop, and they will be rich and worry-free."

"I believe that there are countless people who have infiltrated the Chao family in various ways to find clues."

"Could it be that the thousand-year-old gate valve of the Chaojia family will not be aware of this?"

Yue Guanchao suddenly realized, his eyes widened:

"I expected that someone would come to find clues, and I was designated to dig a pit and bury the soil, close the door and beat the dog!"

Song Siyuan nodded at the two:

"Yes, the Chao family will definitely guard against it and protect the secrets of the Chao family."

"However, there is a saying that there are only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves."

"And it's better to block it than to be sparse, and strict defense will only make the tomb robbers more and more frustrated, and extend their tentacles to other courtyards of the court, so as to cast a wide net and catch more fish."

"The court family faces many tomb robbers with different purposes and different genres, and if they are strictly guarded for many years, anyone will be lazy and lazy, and tens of thousands of materials and manpower will be consumed."

"This kind of long-term strict prevention, disrupting the life of the house, will not work at all, then, there is only another more labor-saving and effective way to prevent thieves."

Lou Yunxian's eyes flashed, and he blurted out the conjecture in his heart:

"Wait for the rabbit, please enter the urn."

"Yes!"

Song Siyuan looked at Lou Yunxian and talked to smart people, but it was effortless:

"I think the garden is a deliberately released bait for the family, the family is scarce, there are no lights at night, no patrols, no defenses, but anyone who is a tomb robber, they may think the same as us when they see this scene."

"There is a secret in the back garden of the Chao family!"

In a few words, she continued to explain Yue Guanchao's question:

"As long as the tomb robbers are aware of this, they will definitely try their best to enter the back garden to find out, so that they will automatically enter the trap of the court."

"Guess how the Chao family will treat and deal with the tomb robbers who have slipped into the back garden."

After that, the three of them looked at the skeleton on the high-backed chair behind them, and their hearts were cool.

Yue Guanchao then patted his brain:

"If I want to press you, the Yunyue Inn opposite the Chaofu is also the bait they cast, trying to turn the eyes of all the tomb robbers into the back garden."

"Yes." Song Siyuan paused and looked at him:

"Leng Buding told me that there was something in the back garden, and I thought there must be an ambush inside."

"But if it starts from the inn, it is the truth that I discovered little by little, and I naturally believe in it, and I am guided by the situation, seduced by order, coupled with self-hypnosis, and the family is so poisonous."

"Chao Linyuan, I'm afraid it's just one of the links in the bait of the family."

After Song Siyuan said these words, the three of them were deflated, and sat on the ground helplessly, now they can't get out and can't ask for help, I'm afraid that there will be more than one luck.

"Everyone breathes in a little less, and in this kind of confined space, the air is limited."

"Put out the fire."

Yue Guanchao took a deep breath, and as the fire was extinguished, the secret room sank into darkness again.

Everyone was in a dark secret room where they couldn't see their fingers, and the air was getting thinner and thinner, and the originally calm heartbeat quickly rose and fell quickly, like a stone pressed on the chest, heavy and suffocating.

They are like old people who have been sick for a long time, and every breath is like pulling up the bellows, hissing and exerting force.

"I hope Master finds out that we haven't gone back and can find a way to save us!"

Although Lou Yunxian said this, they also understood that there was little hope.

If the owner of the building is looking for someone to find it, it means that the troupe is plotting against the dynasty, so the troupe has to fold in!

Master cherishes the troupe so much, how could he be willing to give the entire troupe to their funeral.

Lou Yunxian thought that he died in the secret room, and maybe the body was rotten and he couldn't get out, and his heart was sad and sour, and he gradually sobbed.

"Don't cry~"

"Song Qianjin, you don't have to comfort me, just let me cry."

Lou Yunxian said sadly.

"I'm not comforting you, you breathe more when you cry, the air is not enough, and the more you cry, the faster you die."

“……”

As soon as these words came out, Lou Yunxian was silent for a long time as if he was dead.