Although no one spoke, Jiang Yunluo was still burned by Ling Fengshuo's burning eyes at this moment.

Then, without waiting for him to speak, he said, "I just thought there was something wrong with this candle. Let's go take a look first."

After saying that, she dragged Ling Fengshuo forward.

He didn't even notice that he was holding his hand tightly subconsciously.

Ling Fengshuo lowered his eyes and glanced from the two people's intertwined fingertips, with an unstoppable smile in his eyes.

Although somewhat inappropriate.

But being able to be alone with him like this was something he never dreamed of during the time he was looking for her.

"This candlestick..."

Jiang Yunluo's voice suddenly pulled Ling Fengshuo back from his thoughts.

When he came back to his senses, he saw the base of the candle that Jiang Yunluo was studying.

“These candlesticks can be picked up!”

As Jiang Yunluo spoke, she carefully picked up the candlestick, subconsciously paying attention to whether the mechanism in the room had been triggered.

It was quiet inside the tomb.

There was no movement.

Ling Fengshuo thought of something and looked at all the candlesticks in the room carefully, then turned to look at the mural and said solemnly: "The length and number of these candlesticks correspond to those in the mural."

"Ok?"

Jiang Yunluo had just been thinking about some mechanism hidden in the dark, but she didn't pay attention to the details of the mural.

At this time, Ling Fengshuo mentioned it, and she noticed that it was really like this.

There are a total of eighteen bamboo stands in the picture, eight long and ten short.

The candlesticks in the room are just right!

During the flash of lightning, Jiang Yunluo seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly said: "Ling Fengshuo, let's check separately to see if all the candlesticks in this room can be moved!"

"Ah."

Understanding what she meant, Ling Fengshuo turned around and went to check the other candlesticks.

Jiang Yunluo went to the other side of the tomb.

Soon, both of them confirmed that indeed all the candlesticks could be moved.

"This is easy to do!"

Having roughly guessed the way to leave the tomb, Jiang Yunluo glanced at the murals twice more, and then directed Ling Fengshuo to bring all the candlesticks.

Suddenly there were only eighteen bare bases embedded in the ground.

Jiang Yunluo started from the position of the man on the mural, and carefully placed the eighteen candlesticks of different lengths on the base one by one in order, as depicted on the mural.

until the last one.

Seeing that the candlestick fit perfectly with the base, a "click" sound was heard in the room.

It was like some mechanism was triggered, and the next moment——

"boom……"

A stone door slowly opened.

But it's not the door the two people came in just now, but a brand new stone door in the south of the tomb!

The two people who wanted to go back the same way looked at each other.

Ling Fengshuo held Jiang Yunluo's hand and looked at her questioningly.

"Let's go, it seems we can only move forward."

Jiang Yunluo already had the answer.

"it is good."

Ling Fengshuo responded, holding her hand and walking towards the door.

After coming out, I found that there was still a long corridor outside.

The holes in the wall are inlaid with luminous leaf pearls, which are brightly fluorescent.

The light wasn't far away, but it was just enough to illuminate the path underfoot, and there were so many of them that it wasn't even dark.

"Be careful."

Ling Fengshuo was afraid that there might be some trap, so he walked half a step ahead of Jiang Yunluo, thinking that if something unexpected happened, he might as well protect her as soon as possible.

"Ta-ta-"

This passage was extremely quiet, amplifying the sound of their footsteps infinitely.

After walking a few steps, the surroundings were quiet, with no sign of any mechanism being triggered.

Maybe it was too quiet, Jiang Yunluo suddenly whispered: "You said...where was Hu Asai transported by that secret door?"

"died."

Ling Fengshuo answered simply.

There was even a hint of coldness in his tone.

Jiang Yunluo couldn't help laughing.

But thinking about it carefully, Ling Fengshuo may be right.

She had been down for so long, and apart from the voices of the two of them, she heard no movement.

Then there are only two possibilities.

First, Huasai did not have such good luck and really died.

Second, this tomb... was bigger than she imagined. Huasai was transported to a completely different place. He might be desperately trying to find a way out. He might even meet them at the next corner. superior……

"Yaoer."

Ling Fengshuo suddenly called her.

"Ok?"

Jiang Yunluo looked at the back in front of her.

Then Ling Fengshuo suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard of something called blood vine?"

"Bloodvine?"

Jiang Yunluo thought about these two words in her heart, and then shook her head: "I've never heard of it. What's wrong? What is it?"

"It's okay, it's just a rare poison. I wanted to ask if you have ever heard of it."

There was nothing unusual about Ling Fengshuo's voice.

His eyes darkened.

Jiang Yunluo became interested and asked curiously: "A kind of poison? What does it look like? Powder? Ointment? Or pills? Or poisonous smoke?"

Ling Fengshuo continued to cover up without changing his expression: "I don't know either, I just heard the name by chance and just suddenly remembered it."

"Really?"

Jiang Yunluo looked at the person in front of her suspiciously.

For some reason, he felt that something was wrong with Ling Fengshuo.

Whether it was the inexplicable lying on the ground "teasing him" just now or the sudden topic now, it made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

"Ah."

Ling Fengshuo held his hand tightly, and judging from his tone, it seemed that he was really just asking casually.

Just as Jiang Yunluo was about to continue asking, she saw another corner ahead. She immediately put the previous question behind her and asked instead, "How many corners have we turned?"

"This is the third one."

Ling Fengshuo kept remembering it.

They walked this way without encountering any hidden weapons.

There are just turns every once in a while.

and……

"All in the same direction?"

Jiang Yunluo was shocked to realize that something was wrong.

With that said, he turned another corner.

Look ahead.

really.

It's still a right turn.

Ling Fengshuo stopped.

Then Jiang Yunluo sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice: "I knew it wasn't that simple. Let's go back first."

The footsteps echoing in the passage sounded a little heavier.

The two quickened their pace.

Sure enough, after turning the last corner, the entrance to the candlelit tomb they had just come out of appeared in front of them again.

Outside the tomb here, there is actually a square passage!

No matter which way you go, it will only be a dead end, leading to this room!

It's like a ghost hitting a wall!

If someone had a poor psychological quality, he would probably collapse on the spot after seeing such a scene.

There is nothing more frustrating than finding a way out, only to find it leads to a dead end.

The craftsman who built the tomb clearly did it on purpose!

Jiang Yunluo's eyes dimmed a bit as she stepped into the familiar tomb again.

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