The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Suanzao County Women's Prison.

Since they were locked up in the same cell, as soon as the officer left, Zhang Chuncao turned around and knelt down in front of Jiang Muxia, tears streaming down his face, and repeatedly apologized.

When Jiang Muxia entered the dark and cold prison, her mood suddenly sank for no reason. She turned around and saw the woman kneeling on the ground. She accepted her kneeling with a clear conscience.

The moment Zhang Chuncao admitted that she was the murderer, she was extremely disappointed with this woman.

If she refused to admit it, and they shared the same hatred for the enemy, it would be difficult to convict them based on just a hairpin or a small piece of cloth.

Now, she wants to know why Zhang Chuncao did this?

Jiang Muxia found a clean place and sat down. After a long silence, she asked, "Sister Chuncao, tell me the truth. Why did you do this? Did someone threaten you?"

Guilt and confusion alternated on Zhang Chuncao's face. She bit her lip and said nothing.

From her expression, Jiang Muxia had already gotten the answer she was thinking of.

If I'm not mistaken, the murderer must have threatened her with the lives of her entire family.

She had to make a choice that was in her best interest, between the death of her entire family and death alone, and she chose death without hesitation.

Zhang Chuncao never expected that this incident would drag her into trouble.

Jiang Muxia lay on the thick straw, enduring the pungent smell. The sunlight coming through the small window hit her, making her feel a little warm.

She was not worried because she knew that someone would come out to save her.

She didn't even look at Zhang Chuncao who was still kneeling, and closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

In the Lengmei Garden, the Mei family's villa in the north of the city, more than a dozen people were searching for something in the garden. It seemed that there was no one guarding the garden and no one came out to stop them.

Tang Zhongbai found a small inverted triangle drawn with charcoal at the junction of black and white at the bottom edge of the jar.

Surprised, he called Xu Da, and the two of them circled the water tank several times but found nothing unusual.

There is no sign of movement, nor any hollow feeling after being struck.

Xu Da was puzzled and asked, "Is this mark newly painted, and it faces downwards? There must be something hidden underneath, but how do we open it?"

"Come here." Tang Zhongbai called his companions who were searching the garden, "Let's move this jar away. The secret room is underneath."

More than a dozen people worked together to move, push, pull and drag the water tank, but failed to budge it even a little bit.

"Master, Tang Jue Cao, what should we do? We can't move it."

Tang Zhongbai frowned, puzzled. The water in the jar had been cleaned out, and the jar was not too big, so how could so many people not be able to move it?

He went forward and tried it with his bare hands. The heavy feeling made him feel as if the jar was embedded in the ground.

But, on the surface, the water tank was just placed on the stone slab.

Is it...?

He looked up suddenly and his eyes met Xu Da's.

The two shouted in unison, "It's a problem with the slate."

"Quick, search the slab, there must be a trap."

Everyone hurriedly touched the stone slab and finally felt an obvious bulge on the side close to the earthen stove.

Tang Zhongbai took two steps forward at a time, touched the bulge, exchanged a glance with Xu Da, let out a breath, and pressed down hard.

Then I heard a series of "clicking" sounds from a mechanism and the sound of a chain.

"Found it, found it." Everyone cheered. After working for a long time, they finally found the dark room here.

The person they are looking for should be inside.

Tang Zhongbai looked stern and warned, "Everyone, cheer up. There will be a fierce battle soon. I don't know how many people are hiding in the dark room. Remember, the others are not important. You must capture the person in the portrait."

"Yes."

The chain stopped with a "click" sound, the darkroom door was completely opened, the water tank had been moved horizontally, and a hole so narrow that only one person could pass through appeared at the bottom of the tank.

It was pitch black inside, without a single light.

Unable to see what was going on inside, Tang Zhongbai took a candle, placed it at the entrance of the cave, and looked inside.

Below is a short flight of stairs that extend downwards, and at the end of the stairs is a wall.

"It seems that there is something else going on down there. Leave four people to guard the cave entrance, and the rest of you come with me." Tang Zhongbai ordered, and turned to Xu Da and said, "Brother Xu, why don't you stay here? I'm afraid something might happen outside. I'll be at ease with you watching over it."

"Okay." Xu Da stuffed the torch he had just made into their hands, stepped back a few steps, and let Tang Zhongbai lead his men down to the underground dark room.

Xu Da watched them from the cave until they reached the end of the stairs, then stopped, as if they couldn't find the way again.

Without saying a word, he walked down the stairs.

Xu Da, "Brother Tang, let me help you. I'll go up after we find the door."

The wall below was made of blue bricks, some of which were carved with floral patterns and were scattered around the wall. Each brick was tightly connected to the other, and from the surface, there was no sign of any mechanism.

Someone had already reached out his hand and was groping upwards inch by inch along the bottom of the wall, thinking that by feeling the same way as he had just done with the stone slab, he would be able to find the mechanism to open the door.

Eight or nine people groped for a long time, but there was no progress and no discovery.

Tang Zhongbai held a dagger and stabbed it into the gap between the blue bricks, trying to find the secret through the mud and mortar between the gaps.

Xu Da held a torch and checked whether there were any marks left on the wall.

After all the hard work, nothing was achieved.

Tang Zhongbai put the dagger back into the sheath in his leggings and said to everyone, "Don't bother, it's useless. We have to think of a way. If we keep looking like this, we won't be able to find the door until dawn."

"Brother Xu, have you ever seen a dark room like this?"

Xu Da shook his head. "I've heard of all kinds of secret rooms. The switches that control the doors are either in secret cabinets behind vases, books, or paintings on bookshelves. But this one is empty and really hard to find."

Tang Zhongbai raised the torch and shone it on the wall. He didn't believe that someone would build a dark room that was useless and had only stairs, and that was hidden so deep.

The switch must be in this cabin, they just haven't found it.

He paused in front of a green brick, on which was carved a flower with green leaves and half-opened white buds.

It is a white plum blossom that has not yet opened.

He frowned and stared, holding the torch close to the blue bricks, trying to see it more closely.

Suddenly, the white flower buds in front of my eyes slowly opened, and in the blink of an eye they blossomed into brightly blooming white plum blossoms.

It exudes a faint fragrance, making him feel refreshed.

In a twinkling, the branch of white plum blossom floated in front of him and turned into a pretty and smiling girl, with a long shiny braid placed diagonally on her chest. She held the branch of white plum blossom in her hand and waved at him with a smile.

He stared at her blankly and reached out to touch her cheek.

She leaned over and fell into his arms. He quickly reached out and held her in his arms. The fragrance from her body became stronger and stronger, intoxicating him.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his neck, as if something sharp had pierced his flesh.