Just when everyone was looking around the coffin to find the mechanism, there were a few irregular "da da da da" noises from inside the coffin.

Chen Cheng ran to the source of the sound first, and it was Li Ping who touched the coffin. She half knelt on the ground and listened carefully with her ear against the side of the coffin.

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

Subtle sounds came from inside the coffin.

"Li Ping, Li Ping! Are you knocking? Is it you?!" Chen Cheng anxiously responded, she patted the side of the coffin with her hand, "Tell me!"

"clatter--"

"clatter--"

It was still the same sound, but this time the sound was more rhythmic than before, and the intervals were more consistent, as if someone was gently clasping the coffin boards inside the coffin.

"He's inside!" Chen Cheng raised his head, looked at Tang Ji, and said, "Look at him responding to me, it must be Li Ping!"

Tang Ji frowned slightly. He didn't think that the person who made the voice was Li Ping, and it might even be that the voice was not made by a "human" at all.

They have inspected this coffin just now, and the sound coming from inside is ethereal and clear, it is obviously a hollow body, and there are no organs or entrances and exits around.

After a period of relief, Li Minghao finally recovered his IQ. He said: "Li Ping was imprisoned in the coffin because he touched the mechanism carelessly. Let's unlock the secret room earlier, maybe we can see him." .”

"Yes, yes!" Chen Cheng said hopefully, "If the secret room is unlocked, the coffin will automatically open, right?"

No one knows the answer, but it's at least one line of thinking.

"Very likely." Li Minghao nodded, "Let's not worry, you two—" Li Minghao turned his attention to Tang Ji and Simon, and now his whole energy has returned to solving the mystery of the secret room , Seeing the two of them went to the bedroom just now, Li Minghao said, "What did you find in there?"

"Yes, I found a diary." Tang Ji generously took out the diary and showed it to everyone.

Several people gathered around Tang Ji and looked through the diary.

Li Minghao matched Tang Ji's thinking, he said: "Is there any relationship between Shitou's borrowing money and his child's illness?"

"Could it be that we haven't found any other clues yet." Tang Ji looked at Li Minghao and said, "What about you, what did you find in the living room?"

Li Minghao said: "There is still something missing in this mourning hall—" Li Minghao was a little afraid of the portrait of Li Ping on the coffin, and didn't dare to point there, so he shook his hands on both sides of the elegiac couplet, "This elegiac couplet has missing characters. A few strokes, and that... that... portrait, which I didn't have before."

After what Li Minghao said, everyone really discovered the abnormality in the layout of the mourning hall.

Usually there is always a black and white photo in the mourning hall, but when they first came in, the photo above the coffin was blank.As for the elegiac couplets, at first glance, at first glance, the black characters on the white background were flying like dragons and phoenixes, and no one would pay attention to them. Now, after a closer look, some characters are missing some radicals, dots and strokes.

In addition, Tang Ji also found that there was no incense in the incense burner on the incense table. Of course, they couldn't do anything even if they wanted to. The candles on both sides were not lit, and they didn't see any ignition tools such as lighters.

"Should we fill in the gaps?" Tang Ji suggested.

"It's possible!" Liu Minghao thought for a while, "First..."

Everyone's attention was returned to the photo frame in the center of the mourning hall with the black and white photo of Li Ping.

What is the most important thing in a mourning hall?

Different customs may have different sayings in different places, but in this room, the black and white photo in the center must be very important.

There is no doubt about this.

"This..." Li Minghao was a little embarrassed, should he take Li Ping out of the photo frame?

"I see!" Tang Ji interrupted Li Minghao's hesitation, "This is a photo for us to find the deceased and put it in a frame."

Li Minghao: "...could the dead be...a stone?"

Tang Ji nodded. If a mourning hall can be set up in this family of three, the deceased must be a member of the family of three, and the possibility of Shi Shi's death is much greater than that of the other two.

"There are pictures of stones in the bedroom!" Tang Ji was confident. Even if this secret room was a dream, at least some rules of the secret room would be followed. Tang Ji played the secret room with his friends before, and this is the usual routine of the secret room.

The photo Tang Ji thought of was the wedding photo of the hostess and hostess in the bedroom.

Li Minghao swallowed: "After taking it off, tear it in half?"

"Take it down and talk about it." Tang Ji stepped on the bed, grasping the sides of the photo frame with both hands, and was about to reach out to take off the group photo.

Both Li Minghao and the two girls were skeptical about Tang Ji's speculation, but they didn't say much, and looked up from under the bed.

"Wait!" Simon, who had been silent all the time, said suddenly, "Don't move, there seems to be a trap."

organ?Tang Ji paused.

Simon's eyes are good and bad, big objects always bump up when he can't see them, but this small mechanism can see clearly.I saw Simon's slender fingers slowly pulling out a thin white thread that was almost invisible to the naked eye from the place where the photo frame was attached to the wall.

It is conceivable that if Tang Ji used brute force to take out the photo frame just now, and the silk thread was stretched or even torn, it would definitely trigger a mechanism that they didn't know about.

"What should I do?" Tang Ji said, "Can you solve it?"

Simon shook his head. This kind of silk thread is hidden in the wall, and it is impossible to see which hidden mechanism it will affect. I really want to know unless the wall is knocked open to study.

However, Simon's way of solving the problem is relatively straightforward——

Tang Ji saw that he took out the carving knife that cuts iron like mud everywhere from his pocket, brushed the glass frame outside the photo frame a few times, the glass shattered, and the photos inside were big and square. exposed in front of everyone.

Why use skills to solve problems that can be solved by violence?

Simon pointed to the photo: "Don't move the photo frame, let's take the photo directly."

Tang Ji: "...Okay."

As soon as the photo was exposed to the air, for some reason, the photo of the two of them was cut off in the middle.The fracture is clear and straight, like a paper knife cut directly.Shitou, who was originally smiling in the photo, retracted the corners of his mouth and became expressionless.

Li Minghao pointed to the photo and said, "Here, the photo seems to have changed? How do I remember that he was smiling just now?"

Tang Ji closed his lips tightly and didn't answer.

"Really?" Seeing that Tang Ji didn't answer, Li Minghao turned to Xiaoling and asked, "Did he just smile?"

Xiaoling: "I...I...I didn't see clearly..."

Chen Cheng hurriedly waved his hands: "Don't ask me, I don't understand either. Let's hurry up and put the photo back for a try?" In fact, she had seen this change, but Chen Cheng's thoughts were all on Li Ping.This secret room was full of weirdness, she just wanted to find Li Ping and leave here as soon as possible.

Li Minghao was dubious, and followed everyone back to the living room.

At this time Tang Ji had already climbed onto the coffin, and was reaching out to put the photo into the black and white photo frame.The size of the photo is just right, as if it has been specially customized, and it is just right.

When Tang Ji came down, he had an extra photo in his hand, it was a black and white photo of Li Ping, and his expression still maintained that half-smile.

"You either?" Tang Ji handed the photo to Chen Cheng.If Chen Cheng didn't want it, he planned to destroy the photos humanely.

"... Oh." Chen Cheng took the photo with trembling hands, not knowing where to put it, so he held it in his hands.She ran to the coffin and patted it again, trying to communicate with Li Ping.

This time Li Ping didn't respond, the coffin was as dead as before, and the rattling sound disappeared.

At this time, the mourning hall has undergone a slight change, and suddenly the air current surges rapidly.

"It's windy?" Tang Ji stretched out his hand, judging where the wind came from, and saw that the wind speed was getting bigger and bigger, and in an instant, the breeze turned into a squall.

Crash - all the furniture is shaking.

The white elegiac couplets in the mourning hall swayed irregularly with the wind direction.

"Ah!" Xiaoling couldn't stand still for a while, and was directly blown down by the strong wind. "Catch me!" Li Minghao yelled, dragged Xiaoling who had been blown up by the wind and hit the wall, and the two hugged each other and hid behind the sewing machine.

Whirring whirring--

The strong wind was still blowing, and Chen Cheng was stared at in front of the coffin board by the wind, unable to move at all.Her mouth was open, and the yell of terror was swallowed by the wind.

Tang Ji didn't have time to find a safe haven. He had just come down from the coffin, and he happened to be standing in the middle of the mourning hall, and was just blown upright by the wind.

"Boom—" Dafeng took Tang Ji and smashed him directly onto the head of the coffin. His back collided with the coffin plank. Tang Ji felt his stomach churning and his lungs seemed to have difficulty breathing.

But in the next second, a figure stood in front of him.

Tang Ji: "..."

Simon didn't know why, but he didn't seem to be affected by the strong wind.

He stood in front of Tang Ji, blocking all the wind blowing in front of him.Tang Ji could only hear the gust of wind rushing past Simon's side, and his ears were full of crashing sounds.

At this time Tang Ji was half bent, the pain from the violent collision just now hadn't dissipated, he was breathing heavily, his weakness showed that Simon was extremely tall and calm at this time.

From this angle, Tang Ji could only see Simon's perfect jaw line, bright red and full lips, the corners of his lips were naturally curved up, as if he was smiling, or just looked at him coldly.

Simon's delicate neck skin, with a beautiful Adam's apple, is trembling and making a sound: "Are you okay?"

"Damn it." Tang Ji's heart was beating non-stop, and he cursed in his heart, this is too fucking cheating, don't shake it in front of him when he grows up like this!

Tang Ji felt a little dizzy, and he said, "No, it's okay." He raised his hand to push Simon away, but he didn't expect that the moment his hand touched Simon, his body changed his movements before his brain, and became pinching. Simon's waist, as if he couldn't stand still and wanted to support him.

Simon lowered his head: "???"

Tang Ji: "..."

Fortunately, this embarrassing action did not last long, the strong wind came and went quickly, and disappeared without a trace in the next second.

Tang Ji: "This..." He immediately took his hand back. If he had a knife now, he would definitely chop off his disobedient hand!

The splashing hand moved five fingers behind Tang Ji, and the texture of the material that touched it just now was really good. Simon's waist is as muscular as his arms...

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