Brilliant thorn

Xiao Jue let him lead him out of the ruins and through the dark corridor. The warmth and strength from his palm became the only guide in the darkness.

He thought to himself, this man is really strange, how could his palms be so warm after soaking in ice water for so long?

Suddenly, the warmth withdrew, he rubbed his fingertips twice, and retracted his hands under the cuffs, so that the warmth would fade away more slowly.

In front of me is the stone steps that Yan Feishuang mentioned, paved with bluestone slabs, one side of the steps is illuminated by luminous pearls every few feet, looking up, a thin and long strip of fluorescent light disappears into the end of the line of sight in the darkness.

It's as if it's all over the sky, and it's a bit frightening.

"I have climbed many mountains, but I have never seen the stairs built in caves." Yan Feishuang said.

Shi Yi smiled and said: "It's not just you, I've never seen it either, it's so weird."

"It's useless to think too much, let's go," Fu Shaoyu took the lead and walked up, "Be careful."

Xiao Jue followed him up the stairs, and occasionally glanced at the man's hand holding the sword, but he didn't think of killing again.

A group of people climbed up for a long time, and when they looked up, the slender fluorescent light still couldn't see the end. It seemed that they had been standing still for half a day, which made people feel frustrated.

"How long will it take?" Yan Feishuang wiped off the sweat from her brow and asked with frowning brows.

The clothes on her body were wet and dry with sweat, and now they were drenched again. Although she was not proud, she still couldn't help showing impatience.

"Not far away." Fu Shaoyu replied.

When Yan Feishuang heard the words, her almond eyes lit up, and she immediately gained strength, quickly crossed several steps, crossed Xiao Jue and came to Fu Shaoyu's side, and asked, "How did Brother Fu know?"

"The entrance to the culvert is halfway up the mountain, this step.

Yan Feishuang suddenly realized that she had indeed reached the end not long after she left.

There is another stone door waiting to be opened.

"One after another, for fear of outsiders breaking in, I think the owner of this unreachable peak must have put something extremely important here." Yan Feishuang said.

"I just hope that this trip is not in vain." Shi Yi unsheathed his sword, ready to defend against the enemy.

The stone door slowly opened with a rumbling sound, Xiao Jue flashed behind Fu Shaoyu, he didn't even bother to take the sword with him blocking it.

The expected back arrows and darts did not appear, and there was silence behind the door. Yan Feishuang was worried, so he picked a stone slab from the steps and threw it inside the door. After a while, he heard the sound of the stone falling to the ground, and there was no other movement.

"I'll go find the way first, you wait by the door first."

Fu Shaoyu stepped into the threshold, tried it out carefully, and was about to turn around and call out to them, when he saw Xiao Jue walking in with bare hands, Yan Feishuang and Shi Yi followed closely behind him, one left and one right, secretly forming a protective posture.

After staying for a while, seeing that there was no danger, he relaxed.

Yan Feishuang found a lamp in the corner of the stone room and lit it. The candlelight filled the room, and the gold, stone and jade wares piled up into hillocks immediately illuminated the entire treasure house.

Shi Yi was even dazzled by the golden light in the room, and he blinked hard twice before he regained his composure.

"God—"

Yan Feishuang couldn't help sighing, she thought she was born in a wealthy family, and it was difficult for ordinary treasures to attract her attention, but the dark room she saw today, with gold, silver and jewels piled up in one place, the visual effect is very shocking.

"Fei Shuang, do business, don't delay."

Shi Yi put the long knife back into the sheath behind his back, walked to the shelf on the wall opposite the Shimen, and looked for something similar to a sword manual from a pile of calligraphy and paintings.

Yan Feishuang then went to help search elsewhere.

Xiao was not in a hurry, walked to the middle of the room, picked up a few jade necklaces, hung them on his fingertips for fun, glanced around, and walked towards the innermost desk.

No wonder the dark room in Cui Yushu's dormitory was simple and empty. It turned out that a larger and more hidden cave was dug without anyone noticing.

He came to the desk and casually flipped through the books on the desk a few times. They were all strange records of mountains and rivers, which was really boring.

His head was still groggy and uncomfortable, so he jumped onto the long table and lay down to rest.

A shadow suddenly cast over his head, Xiao Jue didn't open his eyes, he could tell who it was just by his breath.

"Don't bother me, get out of here."

"I just came here to look through the things here, you just sleep, I won't disturb you."

Fu Shaoyu bypassed the book table, sat down on the teacher's chair, and then leaned over to touch the books on the other side of Xiao Jue.

For a moment, Xiao Jue was enveloped by his breath, his body froze uncontrollably, and a man's deep smile came from his ear.

Teasing him on purpose again.

Xiao Jue suddenly opened his eyes, and in the approximate embrace formed by Fu Shaoyu's arms and the desk, he turned over on his side, deliberately exposing the collarbone and chest under the loose collar.

He bent his eyes and didn't speak, just stared into the smiling eyes of the man.

To his surprise, not only did Fu Shaoyu not be in a daze, but he moved closer and looked at him silently.

Xiao out of time thought of the man's warm and strong palm.

When the atmosphere became a little subtle, Fu Shaoyu pinched Xiao Jue's waist lightly with the hand holding the book, and then he withdrew from the whole body, and went to get the long scroll painting in the painting tank next to the chair .

He unfolded the picture scroll and couldn't help frowning.

"Can someone look good at a painting?"

Xiao Jue finally came back, but saw that Fu Shaoyu's brows were getting tighter and tighter.

He turned over, sat on the table, leaned forward and pulled the scroll in Fu Shaoyu's hand to his eyes for a closer look.

The eyes are the color of blood.

From the rich blood red, Xiao Jue could vaguely tell that this was a painting of a night banquet.

In the painting, the tables are messy, the curtains are flying, and the guests are all lying in a pool of blood, with distorted postures, hideous faces, and tearing eyes.

The man in the center of the painting, who was pierced through the back of the heart by a sword, knelt on his knees and was about to die, but he still stretched out his hand unwillingly, as if asking for help from the viewer, and his extremely resentful expression seemed to drag people outside the painting along with him. into hell.

I think Cui Yushu was insane when he made this painting, and the death rendering is so thick and colorful that people can even hear the screams of those tragic souls when looking at the painting.

"madman."

Xiao Jue felt a headache when he saw it, and threw the painting back into Fu Shaoyu's arms.

Fu Shaoyu took out another scroll from the painting vat and opened it. It was a similar scene, but with slightly different brushstrokes.

Seeing this, Xiao Jue jumped off the table and took a look at all the remaining scrolls in the vat, they were all the same.

Fu Shaoyu stared at these paintings for a long time, his expression unprecedentedly solemn.

"Brother Fu, I only found this." Shi Yi handed a few pieces of paper to Fu Shaoyu, saw the painting in his hand, and couldn't help being startled, "This is it?"

Fu Shaoyu shook his head and did not answer, took the paper and looked at it twice, then looked at Shi Yi: "Ask Yuanlu?"

"Well, there are these sentences on the few pages of the fragmented scroll that Cen Buyu transcribed and distributed, but the handwriting transcribed on this paper is obviously not Cen Buyu's, and there is a little more content than the transcribed version. It feels like at least some swords The spectrum should be hidden here, but Feishuang and I searched here, but didn't find any more."

Shi Yi's gaze was fixed on those tragic scenes, his brows were frowned, and he obviously felt uncomfortable.

"Is this... the painting of the Ling family's night banquet?"

Fu Shaoyu paused, looked up at him: "Why did you say that?"

Shi Yi pointed to the shadow in the painting. The word "Lingfu" was written on the plaque on the door, but most of it was hidden under the shadow and blood, and it was hard to find if you didn't look carefully.

"I heard that the entire family of the Ling family was wiped out because of "Wen Yuan Lu". Looking at this painting again, this fragment of the sword manual, does it mean that Cui Yushu is inseparable from the events of that year?" Shi Yi analyzed.

Fu Shaoyu pondered for a long while before saying: "Only Cui Yushu himself knows about this matter."