Zhang Zhuxun didn't answer his words, and was about to turn around to find the medical bag, but saw that the younger brother had already put the things on his right side.
He wanted to laugh a little in his heart. This stuffy oil bottle was able to remedy the situation in a timely manner when he got into trouble.
Seeing the Huo family members looking at him, Zhang Zhuxun had no choice but to suppress his thoughts. After treating Huo Chushi's leg injury, he returned to the secret door.
But the younger brother took the first step and used his body to block the lock that opened the secret door.
Zhang Zhuxun: "..."
He had no choice but to wave his hands, indicating that he would not go out.
The little brother was indifferent to this and didn't even close his eyes.
He would not ask Zhang Zhuxun why he had to go out, but he would not give him a chance to sneak out.
Zhang Zhuoxun's forehead seemed to have ten thousand alpacas whizzing by. He looked at the little brother in disbelief. Damn it, where is the most basic trust between people?
"Okay, okay." He had no choice but to confess honestly.
Zhang Zhuoxun lowered his voice and told his little brother all his concerns, "Zhenzhen and the others will definitely come in soon. It's too dangerous here. I have to guide them and find a way to lure Miluo Tuo away."
"And I have to be 100% sure that that person is indeed dead. The camera is on Huo Xiaoli's body. I can't let that person have any chance to get the secret of Gu Lou."
After hearing this, the little brother thought for a few seconds, and then said, "I'll go."
"Get some rest." Zhang Zhuoxun snorted, "I have a treasure chest to defend myself. What do you have?"
"Oh, don't tell me you have a brave heart."
Zhang Zhuoxun silently complained, let alone a brave heart, even if you have the heart of ten goddesses of victory, it will not be of use here.
The younger brother raised his eyelids and looked at him without speaking.
Zhang Zhuxun understood what he meant and muttered: "I know you have recovered your memory, so what can I do? How can Alkali Qi avoid you because you are Zhang Qiling?"
"And you have to..." He didn't realize the faux pas until the words reached his lips, and immediately swallowed the rest.
Lowering his eyelids and looking at the time on his watch, he continued: "More than twenty hours have passed since we were trapped here. You must have felt it. The duration of this wave of strong alkaline is abnormally long. The secret room cannot last much longer, and the alkali gas will eventually seep in."
On the other side, the Huo family who had been woken up just now had fallen into sleep again.
"In short, under the current circumstances, it is most appropriate for me to go out, so don't argue with me." Zhang Zhuxun said decisively, "That's it."
The younger brother listened quietly and made no further objection to him.
After Zhang Zhuxun finished speaking, he took out a transparent glass box from his pocket. There was a finger-long blue injection fixed in it. He put it into the palm of the little brother's hand and whispered: "This is a purified injection." Blood receptor blockers can significantly lower blood pressure, slow down the heartbeat, and make people's bodies very weak without bleeding."
"This kind of measured concentration is fatal to normal people, but for you, it will only make you enter a semi-coma state at most. I have done experiments on myself before, and the side effect is muscle relaxation and paralysis within two hours." he said.
"If you really feel like you can't hold on anymore, just inject it into the vein. This injection is enough to keep you in a stable state until Tianzhen and the others come over."
The little brother put away the potion and was silent for a while before he said, "Be careful."
Zhang Zhuoxun smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, if everything goes well, I might be able to come back within a few hours."
Without further words, Zhang Zhuxun pulled the little brother's backpack over and stuffed more than a dozen sets of protective clothing and replacement gas masks into it. He put on a few more layers to at least block it a little, just in case. I also left a few more sets for Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty.
On the third morning of being trapped here, Huo Xiangu's life finally came to an end.
Before she died, there was suddenly a light in her cloudy eyeballs. Her limbs were no longer under control, and she could only use her eyes to signal Zhang Zhuxun with all her strength, "Take it... take it..."
The blood gushing out of her throat obscured her subsequent words. Zhang Zhuxun could not hear clearly, but he also understood that Mrs. Huo was talking about the jade ring on her hand and the promise.
Zhang Zhuoxun's lips moved slightly, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I can't take out the things in the ancient building."
Huo Xiangu's pupils had begun to dilate, but her consciousness still persisted, "... Yuhuan... Xiuxiu... protect her..."
Zhang Zhuxun took the jade ring from her finger, held it in his hand, and said solemnly: "Okay, the Huo family must belong to Huo Xiuxiu in the end."
Huo Xiangu didn't know whether she heard it or not. After a few seconds, she finally closed her eyes due to the burden and her breath disappeared little by little.
Zhang Zhuxun helped her sort out her remains, took out the body bag and put her body in it.
After Huo Xiangu died, Huo Chushi and others committed suicide one after another.
It's like a funeral ceremony of self-sacrifice, without any complaints, heading towards death calmly.
Zhang Zhuxun collected the corpses for them all, and all the dead things that were no longer alive could be put into the space.
Then he said goodbye to his little brother, left him enough food, and opened the secret door.
The original short mezzanine secret room was specially designed to preserve funerary calligraphy and paintings that were easily corroded by strong alkali. The two sides of the secret door were connected to each other. The things they entered had been moved to the secret door a long time ago. the other side.
Behind the secret door, there are all kinds of strange blue and white porcelain vases, calligraphy and painting scrolls piled up in a mess, and the space here is even smaller.
Zhang Zhuxun moved the calligraphy and paintings away to create a path, took one last look at the young man leaning against the wall, and waved to him. The dark secret door closed automatically, completely separating the two sides.
Walking to the corner, Zhang Zhuxun wrapped himself in three sets of protective clothing and put on a gas mask. Then he reached out and tapped lightly on the wall a few times. He found a gap and took out a small hammer to knock it out. Thick planks cracked.
White mist suddenly rushed in, and the calligraphy and painting pinned in the porcelain bottle made a rustling sound of being corroded.
Zhang Zhuxun put away his tools, quickly drilled out of the hole that was opened, and then wrapped the wooden box in the space with protective clothing to plug the hole.
Then he stood up, and the wooden pavilions in the entire space in front of him were submerged in the gray mist, as if he were in a ghost-ridden hell, with black shadows crisscrossing the space.
Zhang Zhuoxun groped up the steps step by step, stood in the corridor and determined the direction, and then walked towards the place where there might be a hidden staircase based on his memory.
The current location he was on was the second floor of the ancient building. He had to find the stairs and return to the third floor where Zhang Ruitong's coffin was previously located.
The wooden building made a crunching sound underfoot, and in the thick alkali fog, the visibility half a meter ahead became zero.
Fortunately, the release of alkali gas has stopped at this time, indicating that the surrounding Milotuo has begun to retreat. It is estimated that by the time Wu Xiaoxie and the others are ready to come in, the internal and external pressures will gradually become more balanced, and the alkali gas in the ancient building will resume again. Return to the mountain.
After groping around for a while, Zhang Zhuxun discovered that the corridors on the second floor were connected in a circular manner. He also tried to enter a coffin room and learned that the name of the owner inside was Zhang Haisheng, who was someone from the overseas Zhang family. Born in the middle of the Qing Dynasty, he served as a naval general in the Taihu Fleet in the late Qianlong period.
This man's life was a bit fantasy, and he died twice. The first time he died in a battle to quell the rebellion at sea during the Jiaqing period. At that time, the Qing Dynasty had gradually begun to become corrupt. This senior member of the overseas Zhang family used the fake death golden cicada to escape from the dynasty, which was powerful on the outside and in the inside on the inside. Tang, returned to the overseas family.
After that, he was sent to the archives on the same coast, where he dealt with many difficult and strange matters, and finally died in a mysterious investigation. The cause of death was poisoning at the age of 143.
Only this man's tomb was placed in the coffin, and it occupies a place here because he single-handedly prevented a disaster that almost destroyed the city in the end, but his body mysteriously disappeared in the end. His partner also disappeared mysteriously during the investigation and has not been heard from since.
The archives sent people several times to investigate the cause, but no traces were found. In the end, they returned without success. Since then, the file has been sealed and classified as top secret.
The tomb of his partner Zhang Haiping is in the coffin room next to his.
Zhang Zhuxun turned around and left. There was no flaw in the coffin chamber in the corridor. Where would the passage be?
After thinking about it, he left a gas mask as a mark at the door of the coffin chamber he had just entered, and then continued walking clockwise around the corridor. This time he discovered something suspicious. The number of pillars on the fence was larger than the number of coffin chambers. One more.
He groped the pillar from head to toe with his hands, and then found a loose knob at the bottom of the pillar, and pressed and turned it.
With a click, the pillars in front of me began to rotate. In the alkali gas, a gap opened in the huge pillars supporting the center of the hall, and a very narrow downward corridor appeared in front of me. This corridor also led to the previous one. layer opening.
After walking in, I discovered that there is a very solid wooden mezzanine on the ceiling of the third floor and in front of the second floor. There are many short wooden cabinets in it, arranged very neatly, and there is a container on each cabinet. Incense burner for placing incense ashes.
Zhang Zhuxun opened the drawer and found a small patterned stone box the size of an adult's palm.
At first he didn't think it was a Tezuka because the box was too small.
But when he scraped off the beeswax and opened the box in his hand, the pupils behind the mask suddenly shrank.
It was a small hand, a very small child's hand. The tender bones were covered with scars, and the index finger and middle finger had obviously become longer.
There is also a small dagger and a small wooden sign placed under the hand bone. The handle of the dagger is inlaid with a small blue gem. The blade is still sharp after many years. It can be seen that its little owner valued this dagger very much during his lifetime. .
Engraved on the wooden sign is the child's name, as well as the child's cause of death and the names of his parents.
The second cabinet also contains such small stone boxes. Looking at it, I can see that there are hundreds of such cabinets. From this point of view, they are all the graves of the children of the Zhang family who died young.
Not all of these children died on missions, some died of overwork during rigorous training.
It is extremely difficult for the Zhang family to have children, but their longevity makes up for this shortcoming. Intermarriage within the family is even more difficult. Even if they marry outside the family, it can only be done during a period of their lives that is relatively similar to normal people. After that period of time, reproduction will become very difficult. The life span of the offspring will be much shorter, and there is a 50-50 chance of being normal.
Zhang Zhuxun put the small hand mound back to its original place, sighed, and closed the drawer.
Without stopping too much, he walked through the Tezuka area and came to the edge of the mezzanine. After finding the secret door, he ducked in and followed the stairs to the third floor.
The concentration of alkali gas in the air was thinner than before. Zhang Zhuxun walked along the right corridor to the middle section, threw out a rope and put it on the opposite fence. He tied the rope around his waist and climbed over quickly, then went straight to Zhang Ruitong. coffin chamber.
The door of the compartment was still wide open. After entering, the bodies of the two people who fell behind were not seen, but the coffin lid was put back on the coffin.
"You can't hide in the coffin." Zhang Zhu muttered in his heart, and pushed the coffin lid open a gap. At a glance, he saw a body wearing protective clothing lying face down inside.
He pushed the coffin lid aside, turned the body over, took off the gas mask and saw Huo Xiaoli's face.
It's strange that this coffin is made of specially treated wood. Its weight is several times that of ordinary wood. It is almost the same as a sarcophagus. If two adults exert their strength at the same time, they can lift the lid up.
But there is only one corpse here, and the body is lying too flat, as if it is waiting for another person to close the lid of the coffin.
Assuming that the two of them worked together to lift the coffin lid and prepare it, then this would not be the only body hiding in the coffin.
Moreover, Zhang Zhuxun checked around and found no remnants of equipment, let alone a camera. The octagonal bronze bell hanging above the coffin was also missing.
Sure enough, what he was most worried about happened. The other person who escaped was the Wang family.
He began to search for footprints on the ground. The shoes worn by the Huo family were all the same, and there was no difference in the footprints. However, it was not difficult to find a clearly targeted footprint among the messy footprints.
Soon he caught the footprints on the top layer of dust, followed them to the altar table in the compartment, and found that the footprints were leaning forward, so he squatted down and looked under the altar table.
There was a big hole in the wooden wall there.
Zhang Zhuoxun cursed secretly and was about to follow him out of the hole, but his heart suddenly jumped.
Wait a minute - something's wrong!
He immediately returned to the coffin and took out Huo Xiaoli's body. Regardless of the corrosion caused by the residual alkali gas, he took off his gloves and touched the ears behind his face with his fingers.
The strange touch on his fingertips told him that the face was fake, an extremely realistic human skin.
With a sneer in his heart, Zhang Zhuxun raised his hand and tore off the human skin mask, revealing the face that turned into Huo Chuqi.
Therefore, Huo Xiaoli is the ghost who hides the most!
Guess again, what other vests does Huo Xiaoli have?
(End of chapter)
