He looked at Yao Yao, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he always had a bright smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all. His pair of almond-shaped eyes were like ice that had not yet melted in the harsh winter, with a chill and endless coldness and alienation.
She was always like this, always friendly and smiling to everyone, and throwing out nice words as if they were for free. But after getting along with her for a long time, I realized that she was actually the most cold and unruly at heart, did not follow rules, and did not talk to others.
Thinking of these, he suddenly felt a faint anger in his heart, wanting to conquer, subdue, and make her obey. Together with these thoughts, he swept across like a wild wolf, but there was no trace of it on his face. He looked at Yao Yao for a moment, and then He looked away as usual.
If it's a hedgehog, then pluck out all its thorns.
If there is any treason, then remove her treason.
After such an incident, the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, but Leng Linjiang was used to livening up the atmosphere, so he made a few jokes and it was over.
Seeing Han Changmu walking not far away with his hands behind his back and talking to the guards who were searching the ruins of the fire scene, Leng Linjiang quietly touched a piece of sesame cake, stuffed it into Yao Yao's hand, and said with a dry smile: "A Yao, come on, I’ve been busy all night, let’s eat some pancakes to cushion our stomach.”
Yao Yao was indeed hungry and tired. The burnt aroma of sesame seeds penetrated his nostrils. He glanced at Leng Linjiang lightly, took the sesame cake and took a bite.
Leng Linjiang chuckled: "Well, I really don't mean any harm. Jiu Chao is a really good person. Do you really want to imitate a saint and stay calm?"
"You're still talking nonsense!" Yao Yao was furious, holding up the cake and trying to smash it over.
Leng Linjiang quickly avoided it: "I was wrong, wrong, wrong. I will never talk nonsense again."
Yao Yao pursed his lips, clenched his back molars, and threatened in a low voice: "Leng Linjiang, let me tell you, it doesn't matter that I have no interest in him. I didn't have any interest in him before, not now, and not in the past. If you continue to treat me with him randomly, If we get together, I will cut off our ties with you!!"
With a "boom", Leng Linjiang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was stunned and motionless. After a long while, he assured him: "Don't worry, if I talk nonsense again, my tongue will be rotten."
Don't be ridiculous, if A Yao wants to cut ties with him, then he will have no choice but to feel sorry for Jiuchao.
About half an hour later, the guards who had gone down to the bottom of the well came up one after another. They were all in ragged clothes and had gray faces. One of the captains saluted and said: "My lord, there is something discovered underground."
Han Changmu's eyes suddenly lit up, he walked over quickly and said in a deep voice: "Speak."
The captain thought deeply and said slowly: "Most of the secret passages underground are impassable and are used to hide people's eyes and ears. Only a few secret passages are equipped with iron gates, and another secret passage is equipped with mechanisms. The internal guards The institutions are being dismantled.”
Han Changmu's heart trembled, but his face remained expressionless, and he nodded slightly: "Lead the way, go down and have a look."
The group of people went down the well again, and first went to the secret passages with iron valves.
These secret passages are also extremely long and narrow, and there are marks left by the inner guards on the uneven stone walls.
When we reached the end of the climb, the place became a little more open and people could stand up. In front of them was a cast-iron gate that was as tall as one person.
The cast iron valve has been around for an unknown number of years, and its surface is covered with rust, as if dark red patterns were engraved on the dark plain door leaf.
This cast iron gate is a whole piece of iron plate, and it is inlaid with the stone walls above, below, left and right. It looks like it was made by pouring molten iron directly here. Even the green moss covering the stone wall
, none of them appeared in the gap connecting the cast iron gate and the stone wall.
There was no lock on the cast iron gate, and there was no place to open it.
Leng Linjiang was stunned for a moment in front of the door and exclaimed: "This thing needs to be blown up with explosives."
Yao Yao looked at the bare cast iron gate with his hands behind his back, and nodded solemnly: "This kind of credit must be left to you, you can blow it up."
Leng Linjiang frowned, feeling that Yao Yao was digging a hole for him again. He raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when he heard Han Changmu cough lightly.
Han Changmu flicked his fingers and said slowly: "Blow it up slowly, we'll go out first."
Leng Linjiang finally came to his senses and used explosives to blow up the gate. The gate was blown open, but the secret passage would also collapse, so he would definitely not be able to escape.
He snorted, neither annoyed nor angry. Instead, he patted Han Changmu on the shoulder and smiled maliciously: "Jiu Chao, you've learned badly."
Han Changmu was extremely embarrassed, coughed slightly, walked to the cast iron gate, stretched out his hand and touched it back and forth.
This gate is indeed made of a single piece of iron plate. It feels bare and cold to the bone. Although there are some slight unevenness, there are no gaps that can be pried.
It was very quiet in the secret passage. No one spoke. They were all carefully searching for the mechanism that could open the cast iron gate.
The graceful firelight reflected on the gate, and the cold iron light flashed like cold stars in the sky.
Everyone carefully explored the stone walls and gates inch by inch, but surprisingly found nothing.
Han Changmu's face suddenly darkened.
Having dug so many secret tunnels in a place like this, and taking great pains to build such a cast iron gate that is impervious to water and fire, it is definitely not just a dead iron plate left to look at. There must be a use for this thing, and it must be able to be opened. method.
His hand rested on the gate, and the chill ran along the palms of his fingers and onto his arms, chilling his bones.
An idea flashed through his mind.
He turned his face sideways and pressed tightly against the cast iron gate.
After a moment, his expression changed slightly and he waved to Yao Yao: "Come here and listen to what the sound is."
Yao Yao hurried over and leaned against the cast iron gate to listen. The more he listened, the weirder his expression became.
Leng Linjiang also put away his playful expression and also leaned on the door to listen.
Waves of very slight splashing sounds sounded from behind the gate.
Like a trickle of water flowing under the ground where the sun is not visible.
It's like a frightened bird spreading its wings and flying away, the wind shakes the leaves, and countless cold night dew drops fall.
After a moment of silence, the three of them straightened up together and looked at each other strangely.
Leng Linjiang frowned and spoke first: "Is this a child peeing?"
Yao Yao burst out laughing, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up: "How many children have to pee to make such a loud sound of water!!"
Han Changmu was extremely embarrassed, with a little blush seeping out along his ears. Only the two people in front of him could talk about such private matters so frankly.
He put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "There must be water outside this cast iron gate. There is no doubt about it. It's just how deep the water is, how big the current is, and where the water comes from. It's unknown. We don't have any preparations now, and it's hard to open the gate rashly. What I mean is to arrange for internal guards to be stationed, and then open it after everything is prepared.
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After saying this, he turned to look at Yao Yao.
Yao Yao raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Everything must be obeyed by the Young Envoy."
Han Changmu pursed his lower lip, gave a series of instructions, and then led people straight to several other secret passages that also had gates.
Unsurprisingly, the cast iron gates were all exactly the same, and there was also no mechanism to open the gates.
When things got to this point, Han Changmu was not in a hurry. With so many cast iron gates appearing at the same time, something was naturally wrong. Since these gates were useful, he could always catch one or two useful people if he waited.
Everyone retreated to the entrance, and Han Changmu ordered someone to bring a pen and paper, and drew the directions of the secret passages with gates from memory.
He then asked: "Where is the secret passage covered with traps?"
The captain pointed to a dark corridor to the east, bowed and said, "This way."
As he spoke, he held up the light and took the lead in getting into the corridor.
The moist breath hit his face, green-green moss appeared continuously on the stone wall, and the brown-yellow stone wall was actually dyed green.
As soon as he entered the corridor, Han Changmu noticed something strange. This corridor was obviously different from other corridors and seemed to be more humid.
He followed the captain and asked in a deep voice: "How many people are left in front to dismantle the mechanism?"
The captain replied respectfully: "There are six internal guards left in total."
A group of more than a dozen people crawled forward silently. Their clothes had already been worn away by the rough stone walls. The damp moisture soaked into the tattered clothes and invaded their bodies, making them bone-chilling.
I don't know how long I have been crawling, but the lamp in my hand can only illuminate a small area under me. Everywhere I look is the dark stone wall, and the gentle sound of water dripping breaks the silence drop by drop.
Suddenly, noisy voices came from the front, and the deep corridor suddenly became a little brighter.
The captain who was leading the way breathed a sigh of relief and said with a hint of joy: "Sir, we are right in front."
The group of people immediately accelerated their crawling speed.
Getting closer and closer to the light, the corridor gradually became wider.
From crawling at first, I could slowly move forward with my body hunched over, and finally I could straighten up and stride forward.
When the internal guards who broke through the trap heard the movement, they all turned around and saw Han Changmu and his party approaching. They hurriedly saluted and said, "Young Envoy, Sir."
Han Changmu nodded and said, "How's it going?"
One of the internal guards took a step forward, pointed to the empty front and said: "Sir, my subordinates are incompetent and have not yet been able to find the agency's news room, but to get to the secret room in front, they must pass through this agency."
Han Changmu stared at it for a long time.
The road ahead was not very long, and at the end stood two closed iron doors with a large lock on them. However, the mist was constantly lingering, making it difficult to see the appearance of the iron doors and door locks.
The road leading to the iron gate seemed empty, but no one dared to move forward easily. After all, the road was covered with arrows, and sporadic blood was spattered on the stone wall. It had dried up and turned black, and it looked like it was old.
Han Changmu narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice: "In addition to arrows, are there other mechanisms as well?"
The inner guard lowered his head and said: "The lower-ranking people haven't had time to trigger the mechanism."
Han Changmu glanced at the inner guard, waved behind him and said, "Yao Canjun, come and try."
