Ying Niang whined in the direction of the bed.
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, took off the quilt, and banged on the bed.
Yingniang shook her head anxiously and whined anxiously.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows: "Don't play tricks."
Ying Niang nodded repeatedly, her mouth relaxed, and the smelly footwear was taken off.
She moved her mouth and was about to howl when she caught a glimpse of Han Changmu's face like the King of Hell. She was so scared that she swallowed it back and said uneasily: "That, that young master was, was taken away."
"Take it away, where are you taking it?" Han Changmu said coldly.
"I don't know, I really don't know." She crawled to the bed and pointed to the wall next to the crooked alley: "They, they came from here."
"They, who are they?" Han Changmu asked.
Ying Niang cried miserably, her tears washed away the greasy white powder, leaving yellow and white marks: "That's right, that's right, it's the people in the tavern. They said that the young master is a long-term man." Well, the waiter's shop is short of a top talent, so I just discussed it with my godmother and got the guy away."
"..."
Han Changmu followed Ying Niang's method and turned a candlestick hanging on the wall. Sure enough, there was a soft creaking sound in the silence, and suddenly a half-person-high hole appeared on the wall, pitch black.
If you shine a candlelight on it, you can see that there are smooth bluestone steps extending downward in the deep cave. They are polished and shine like water patterns under the candlelight.
This wall faces the alley at the back, and if the steps don't lead underground, then they lead to the alley.
Han Changmu asked coldly: "Where does this lead to?"
Yingniang's eyes flashed and she shook her head quickly: "I don't know, I really don't know, I've never been there."
Han Changmu didn't believe this nonsense. He thought for a while and asked without emotion: "How is the business of the small restaurant at the back?"
Yingniang blurted out: "Excellent." After saying that, she was stunned and realized that she had let the slip.
Han Changmu smiled, raised his chin towards Gu Chen, then held the candlestick and got into the hole first.
Gu Chen picked up Ying Niang and twisted her neck before she could ask for mercy.
With a "click" sound, Ying Niang stared unwillingly with a pair of bright eyes, her eyes were horrified and desperate, big tears were still hanging in the corners of her eyes, and she fell to the ground softly.
Gu Chen carried Yingniang to the bed, half-dressed, covered her with a brocade quilt, and recited a death curse without any pity.
Then he locked the door, blew out a few candles, and pretended to be asleep. Then he bent down and followed Han Changmu into the hole, turned another similar candlestick in the hole, and closed the hole.
The steps are long, getting deeper and deeper as you go, and there is a little bit of moisture in the air.
Han Changmu secretly calculated that after walking for so long, he should have gone underground.
Gu Chen touched the uneven stone wall and lowered his voice and said, "Sir, it should be underground."
Han Changmu nodded calmly.
The two people walked one behind the other, and when they reached the last step, there was a mottled blue brick wall standing abruptly in front of them, and there was no way to go.
Han Changmu and Gu Chen looked at each other, walked over very quickly, lay down on the wall, and listened quietly to something.
The sound of human voices penetrated through the wall, which was vague and unclear, but the sound was high and low, and it seemed that there were many people behind the wall.
The two of them split up and began to tap on the wall, looking for every crack in the bricks, but in the end they found nothing.
Han Changmu stopped expressionlessly and looked here quietly.
This space is not small, enough to accommodate four or five people.
The walls on both sides of the steps are uneven with uneven stones, all traces of hastily excavated and unmodified stones.
Only this wall has been repaired. There must be another mechanism used to open this wall.
Han Changmu knelt down, curled his fingers slightly, and tapped each floor tile on the ground with a solemn expression.
Gu Chen quickly retreated to the steps, tilted his head and looked at the wall carefully for a long time. He didn't see anything, and hurried down again.
The steps are made of bluestone and have been polished smooth by people coming and going over time.
He ran in a hurry without taking any precautions. His feet slipped and he stumbled down uncontrollably.
Rushing to the flat ground, he seemed to have stumbled on some bump. He threw forward heavily and hit the wall. His knees banged hard against the wall, and he grimaced in pain.
Han Changmu hurriedly helped Gu Chen up and asked, "How are you doing? Are you okay?"
Gu Chen shook his head, rubbed his knees, kicked the ground, and cursed in a low voice: "What kind of broken ground is this? It's so uneven."
"Isn't it smooth?" Han Changmu had just knocked for a while and felt that the ground was fairly flat, so how could anyone trip over it.
He squatted down suspiciously, took out the dagger hidden in his leather boots, and gradually cleaned up the floor tile where Gu Chen had just tripped.
At first glance, there is nothing unusual about this brick, but upon closer inspection, it is indeed different from other bricks. There is no dust accumulated on the brick surface and in the cracks, only fresh dust.
The cleaned bricks are slightly raised on one side, slightly higher than other bricks, but under the dense dust, it cannot be seen with the eyes. Now that the dust has been cleaned, there is a little bit on the slightly raised edge. The awkward dent looked like it was often poked by some sharp weapon.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows, inserted the dagger into the crack of the brick, and gently pried it against the depression.
There was only a click sound, and the brick was pried up, and there was a space under the brick.
Gu Chen let out a light sigh, held the candlestick and came closer.
The vacant space was inlaid with an irregular stone block, which was made of the same material as the blue bricks.
Han Changmu raised his chin and signaled Gu Chen to step back.
Gu Chen retreated to the steps, pulled off the soft sword from his waist, shook it slightly, and made a defensive posture.
Han Changmu clenched the handle expressionlessly, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned it gently.
After only turning for a moment, a squeaking sound suddenly sounded.
Han Changmu stood up quickly and stood with Gu Chen, making the same defensive posture.
As the wall rotated, a ray of dim light leaked in, and the voices outside the wall suddenly stopped.
Han Changmu and Gu Chen blew out the candlesticks at the same time. The place where they stood just avoided the ray of light and fell into darkness in an instant.
A voice came from behind the wall: "What's going on? New products are coming?"
"I don't know. Why didn't you say hello in advance when the new goods arrived?" The person who answered came over and looked inside, but saw nothing in the dark.
He squeezed in in surprise, and before he could speak, he felt the world spinning for a while, and he lost consciousness. He sat down against the wall softly, his head drooped at a strange angle.
The man outside the wall asked again: "Lao Wu, how are you? Is there anything wrong?"
Gu Chen reacted very quickly and imitated the voice of the person just now and answered: "It's okay. There may be something wrong with the agency. You go first and I'll check the agency."
He imitated the person's voice so perfectly that if he hadn't looked at his face, he would have thought that the person was not dead.
The people outside didn't suspect it was fake, so they said, "I'll leave first. The shopkeeper is waiting to see this batch of goods, so I'll send them out first."
Gu Chen calmly replied: "Okay, you go first, I will be there in a minute."
Hearing the messy footsteps fading away, Han Changmu and Gu Chen both breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Changmu asked Gu Chen in surprise: "If you imitate his voice, it really sounds like him."
Gu Chen raised his eyebrows proudly: "This is my special skill. No matter who speaks, I can learn a lot by just listening to one sentence."
Han Changmu smiled and squeezed out through the gap in the wall first.
When I walked out, I discovered that behind the wall was an even more empty hall. Several candlesticks were placed on the uncut stone walls. The candlelight flickered and dark shadows swayed on the ground.
Gu Chen looked around, looking at the unsightly paintings on the stone wall, and was speechless.
There was so much fun to be had in this frontier place, it simply overturned what he had learned in his life, and there were so many more tricks than in Pingkangfang.
Han Changmu's attention was focused on the various torture instruments in the hall.
Although the torture instruments here are not as brutal as those in the Internal Guards Department, they are more diverse in variety. Many of the torture instruments have been recorded in ancient books but have been lost for a long time, which is enough to awe-inspiring.
Han Changmu looked at everything. He was in charge of the Internal Security Department, so he was naturally very familiar with torture instruments. He had seen all the torture instruments here. It would not be surprising if these torture instruments appeared in the Prison of the Internal Security Department. They could appear underground in a small brothel. , it was really chilling to the scalp. He picked up one of them and said in unison: "Gu Chen, come and see."
Gu Chen quickly walked over and exclaimed: "Landing root, this little waiter is too cruel."
Han Changmu clenched his fists. If Xie Mengxia really entered a place like this, with his sharp mouth, he would have to shed his skin even if he died.
Both of them looked a little unhappy and walked towards the exit together.
Probably the people in the small restaurant did not expect that outsiders would find this place. The exit was made very eye-catching and easy to find, and it was unobstructed. It had the same blue brick wall and the same candlestick embedded in the wall.
Gu Chen put on a defensive posture, and Han Changmu turned the candlestick with ease.
There was also a gap in the wall, allowing only one person to pass by, and the noise came in.
Han Changmu and Gu Chen did not go out rashly, but hid in the shadow cast by the wall.
There were footsteps approaching outside, and two tall barbarians poked their heads into the gap.
"Why is this door open again? Didn't Third Brother bring out new goods just now?"
"Didn't Third Brother say that Fifth Brother stayed inside to repair the mechanism?"
"Let's go in and take a look."
Two barbarians walked in one after another, suddenly walking from a bright place into darkness. Both of them were blinded for a moment.
In this moment of confusion, their mouths were covered, a bone-piercing chill went down their necks, and their hands were pressed behind their backs and pressed against the wall.
