This old man's study is very different from what I imagined. The huge Yan Mansion, the front yard, the hall, and the corridor that I just passed through, which place is not magnificent, and even the furnishings of the room look very unusual.

And this study in front of me......

It's not simple, but you can see that the owner hasn't put much thought into it.

When I entered the door, I saw only a lit candlestick on the desk, an old book spread out, and the ink on the pen lying on it was not dry. I couldn't help but hold my breath at the thought that the owner of this room must not have been out for long.

On the west side of the table are two slightly old potted plants, and on the east side is a row of wooden shelves, separated from the table by a pale yellow screen. That's all there is to the study.

I was wondering how much the "study sketch" I had drawn on the parchment scroll that the black catcher had drawn on was obviously larger than the real scene at the moment. And there is only a row of wooden shelves on the north and south walls, and the books on them are placed so tightly that people can't see behind them.

Desks, screens, bookshelves, this design, in this simple study seems to want to hide something.

I stood behind the screen, staring closely at the wooden shelf, and noticed that the neatly arranged books on it were covered with a thin layer of dust, as if no one had touched it for a long time.

It shouldn't be, even if Master Yan doesn't often read in the study, the subordinates of the Yan Mansion should clean it often.

Unless—

Unless no one cares about these items.

Gray books, everywhere I look. The gaze quickly swept over layer by layer, until we looked somewhere, and I suddenly froze.

Unlike the others, the book is shiny and shiny, with no dust at the end.

It's weird. Could it be that Master Yan likes this book very much and often takes it out to read?

I couldn't help but reach out and pull out the scroll, but before I could pull it out completely, there was a "boom" sound in my ears. Dust fell from the roof of the beams, and the wooden frame in front of me opened up a gap in the middle.

I opened my eyes wide and saw a passage appear between the widening gaps—

It turns out that this book is a mechanism. There is something else in this study.

The tunnel leads to the ground, and two faint candles are lit on the stone walls on both sides, barely illuminating the stone steps ahead. I had just walked down when I heard another bang behind me. The gap leading to the study slowly closed again, and only this narrow passage was left in front of me.

I walked lightly and found that the deeper I went, the more spacious the tunnel became. There was no movement anywhere, only the sound of my cautious footsteps and the sound of breathing that I didn't dare to relax. At the same time, I felt a chill inexplicably, and the thin maid's dress on my body seemed useless.

The rainbow sword attached to its back made a whining sound. The chill grew, and I gritted my chattering teeth and walked a little further in, until I finally saw several large stones of strange shapes pushing down in the stone chamber at the end of the tunnel. And in the middle of these stones is a huge "long box" with a whole crystal body, bubbling with a trace of cold white gas.

It's -

Ice coffin!

The stone candlestick on the stone wall lit up only a little blue cold fire, illuminating the vague figure lying in the ice coffin. There are several terrifying-looking boulders placed around, which makes the atmosphere here very strange.

The study, the wooden frame, the mechanism, the passage, the stone room, the ice coffin, and the person lying in the ice coffin is alive or dead, is it the person I am looking for?

The heart in my chest began to "plop" and I exhaled deeply and walked over gently. The figure in the ice coffin gradually became clear before my eyes.

It was a bright-looking woman, dressed in a purple gold-rimmed dress, and lay quietly in it with her eyes closed.

"The so-called ice coffin, made of ice and snow in the extremely cold land of the Tianshan Mountains, does not melt all year round, not only can keep the corpse inside from decaying, but also preserve its vivid appearance, as if in a deep sleep......" This sentence echoed in my ears, and I watched the drop-shaped cinnabar mole between my eyebrows and the crimson red lips shining in a field of ice.

This, is this Ma Jian'er's lover?

If I hadn't known that this was actually an ice coffin for the dead, I would have thought that there was a sleeping beauty lying on the ice.

Ma Jian'er said that his beloved woman died of Gu medicine in her body and was hidden in an ice coffin in Chang'an. Now there is really an ice coffin in the secret stone room of the study of Yanfu in Dongshui City, Chang'an, and who is the person lying inside. If it was really Ma Jian'er's sweetheart who had been poisoned by Gu medicine, why was she hidden in Yanfu? What does she have to do with Yanfu?

Countless doubts came to my mind, and I thought to myself, and subconsciously reached under the woman's nose with my hand. There was no snort, and there was not a trace of pulse, and the texture was cold and piercing, which ...... There really are no life characteristics.

Offended, senior.

As I withdrew my hand, I heard a "boom" sound in front of the tunnel, followed by footsteps.

Oh no, someone is coming!

I alertly ducked behind a boulder in the far corner, and looked secretly at the entrance of the passage ahead. Soon after, a middle-aged man appeared unhurriedly in front of the ice coffin. This middle-aged man is none other than Master Yan.

At this moment, he stood with his hands in his hands, his face was solemn, his eyes slowly fell to the person lying in the ice coffin, and then he let out a sigh.

"I've come to see you. Master Yan's gaze gradually softened, and his tone seemed to be full of affection and longing. He bowed, stroked the woman's cheek, and called, "Grandma." ”

Grandma?

The title was somewhat familiar, and I quickly thought about the names in my head. Is it an old man, or a grandmother, or a ......

Wait a minute!

Could it be Grandma Gong?

With a sudden shock, I hid behind a boulder and opened my eyes wide, my hands tightly covering my mouth.

This, this woman lying in the ice coffin is one of the strange women in the rivers and lakes, but she has disappeared for many years, and she is also the sweetheart in Ma Jian'er's mouth!

However, looking at Master Yan's appearance, it seems that he has an indescribable affection for her.

The heir of the incense refining line in the Western Regions, the old grandmother Gong, became famous for the evil Tao Mengxiang, and it is rumored that she still has a fateful relationship with the old man Brown Leaves.

Old Lady Palace, Old Man Brown Leaves, Old Man Yan, Ma Jian'er, Gu Medicine...... These seemingly impossible people and things are suddenly tied together, and the entanglements are becoming more and more complicated.

But perhaps, because of this, the things that I didn't understand before can be clarified at this time. For example......

The heart in the chest "thumped" and beat fiercely. A strange sound suddenly came from the stone chamber.

"Who?"

The old man in front of the ice coffin let out a loud shout.

Hiding behind the boulder, I held my breath and clenched my sword in vigilance.

"Dad, it's me. ”

A third man's voice rang out in the stone chamber.

"How did you get in?"

I peeked sideways and saw that Master Yan had straightened his back, and his expression was serious and he was facing the eldest son of Yan who came from the secret passage.

"Didn't I say that only I could enter this stone room. ”

There was a bit of fierceness in his tone, and the eldest prince didn't dare to look at him, and even his voice trembled, "Please also ask your father to forgive me, yes, yes......"

"He's coming. Master Yan continued with those words.

The eldest prince raised his head and bowed slightly, his expression still a little frightened.

"Useless stuff. Old Man Yan snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and didn't forget to glance back at the ice coffin beside him when he walked towards the secluded passage.

"Come on, what are you still doing here?"

shouted in front, which provoked the eldest prince Yan to hit another spirit. I saw that the look in his eyes when he looked at the woman in the ice coffin was quite indescribable, so I answered, and hurriedly turned around and followed Master Yan out of the stone room.

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