Proud of the rivers and lakes

Seeing the courtyard, Fu Jinghong stopped following those people, and jumped onto the roof after they entered the house.

After a few ups and downs, he found a good position, squatted down slightly, and looked into the house through a tile with a finger-wide gap.

The first thing he saw was a carved lacquered mahogany bed with tassel curtains and glass hooks.

There seemed to be someone on the bed, but it was hidden in the tent.

Through the dark blue curtains, Fu Jinghong could only vaguely see a figure.

The more he couldn't see it, the more he wanted to see the face of the person in the tent, but unfortunately the tent blocked his eyes.

Indistinctly, it seems to be hidden.

Fu Jinghong felt like tickling his heart.

With a creak, the servants pushed the door open and entered.

The servants all lowered their heads and said nothing. After entering the door, they carried their plates and fought against the curtain.

It seems that the people in the account are in awe.

Fu Jinghong suddenly felt surprised, he guessed that the food style of the third son of Murong was so simple, it must be because the servants did not pay attention to him, so they were just perfunctory, but looking at these servants now, it is clearly not the case.

But... If the third young master is really just a pot of medicine for the weak and sick, how can these servants take him?

"Third Young Master, it's time to take some medicine." A servant lowered his head and said softly, as if he was afraid of startling the people in the tent.

After two or three breaths, a few coughs came from the tent, and a slightly low but rather feminine voice slowly said: "...Bring it up."

The servant lowered his head, went up respectfully, stretched out his hands, and in his hand was an eight-treasure glazed box.

Then a hand stretched out from the tent.

Fu Jinghong looked at the hand with burning eyes.

Pale, thin, bony.

The hand caught the box and returned to the tent.

Fu Jinghong withdrew his gaze in disappointment, and looked around the room.

This room is totally different from Murong Mansion, there are almost no decorations, not even the guest room.

It seemed that the three sons were really not favored, Fu Jinghong touched his chin.

He was thinking to himself, the person in the tent seemed to have finished taking the medicine, and the pale hand stretched out again, holding the box in his bony hand.

The servant took the box respectfully again and retreated.

The person in the tent coughed a few more times, and then said: "Go down."

The servants carrying the trays seemed to be stagnant, but then also retreated.

Fu Jinghong looked at the few dishes that had been taken down and remained unmoved, and the feeling of emptiness in his stomach became more and more intense. When he saw that there was no movement in the curtain, he quietly got up, jumped off the roof, and a few After rising, he could smell the aroma of rice.

Following the smell of rice, he sneaked into the kitchen, secretly wrapped a braised chicken in paper and put it in his sleeve, took a few desserts that looked very nice in color, and quietly went back to his room.

After eating the whole chicken, Fu Jinghong nodded and was about to have a sip of tea and a bite of pastry when he suddenly saw a yellow shadow flash past outside.

Fu Jinghong paused, then immediately turned over and went out the window.

The yellow shadow ran all the way to the Huxin Pavilion, Fu Jinghong hurriedly followed, but he didn't dare to let the man find out, he was hesitating, he went to look for the trace of the man again, in the vast night, the yellow shadow once again gone!

Fu Jinghong was taken aback, and quickly jumped towards the Huxin Pavilion.

There is no one in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The surface of the lake is calm without ripples, without waves.

Fu Jinghong narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched the fence of the Huxin Pavilion, the touch was cold.

If that yellow shadow is really Murong Si, then her lightness kung fu must be higher than Fu Jinghong!

Fu Jinghong recalled that person's figure, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, and there was nothing special about it, but the bad thing was that there was nothing special about it, and it would be difficult to detect if one wanted to pretend... But if that person is not Murong Si, why is he pretending to be Murong Si?

Fu Jinghong tapped on the stone fence, and suddenly froze.

Even if that person's lightness kung fu is really superior to his, he is confident that his eyesight will not make a mistake. That person definitely came to the Huxin Pavilion, but disappeared in a flash.

Fu Jinghong thought for a while, then squatted down, and reached out to tap on the stone floor.

really……

What came from below was not a deep echo.

There are compartments underneath.

Fu Jinghong stretched out his hand and carefully groped the gap between the stone slabs to see if there was any looseness.

But after fumbling for a long time, I still haven't figured out any doorway.

He was discouraged, and sat on the stone bench in the middle of the lake pavilion. The small pavilion was only so big, why couldn't he find it?

He sighed, and was waiting to get up and go back to his room to have some snacks to comfort himself, but he discovered the mystery the moment he lowered his head.

There seemed to be a mark on the stone slab under the stone bench he was sitting on.

He could tell at a glance that it must be the wear marks caused by heavy objects being moved around on it from time to time.

Fu Jinghong paused, stretched out his hand to press the stone bench, and pushed away the mark.

A hole appeared silently on the ground in front of him. The hole was very hidden and narrow, and it could only accommodate an adult man to pass through. There were stone steps under the hole, leading to nowhere.

Fu Jinghong was startled, when the hole opened, there was not even a single sound!

Fu Jinghong thought, the man in yellow must have gone down the stone steps.

He hesitated for a while, then shrank his body and went down.

The space between the two walls of the stone steps is also very narrow. There is a dragon relief on the left wall. At this time, the head of the relief is facing downwards. It must be the key to controlling the opening and closing of the door. After entering the door, the bas-relief below will be turned upside down, if he straightens the head of the bas-relief now, the door will be closed, and when he comes out later, he only needs to turn the bas-relief upside down.

Fu Jinghong rubbed his chin, and decided not to close the door for now. First of all, he wanted to leave a way out for himself at any time, which would be more convenient when he escaped later. Furthermore, he had no lighting object in his hand, so if it was completely dark, it would be extremely dangerous. inconvenient.

After thinking about it, he turned and walked down the stone steps.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the light above the entrance of the cave gradually disappeared, and he could only grope forward in the darkness.

Fortunately, after walking a dozen steps, a paper oil lamp finally appeared on the wall.

The light was very dim, and Fu Jinghong could barely see the surroundings clearly, only then did he realize that the distance between the two walls was gradually widening.

He continued to walk forward, and the intersection began to fork, so he chose a random intersection to continue walking.

After walking a dozen more steps, he found that stone doors began to appear on the wall.

On the left side of the stone gate was a relief of a swimming dragon. He stretched out his hand to twist the relief, and the door opened.

Fu Jinghong immediately dodged in.

The inside and outside of this stone chamber are completely different from cloud and mud.

The trail outside is cold and damp, but the inside is magnificent and luxurious.

There is a luminous pearl placed on all four sides of the wall. Fu Jinghong once heard that the luminous pearl is rare in the world, and it is hard to find a thousand gold. Even the emperor can only inlay one on the crown, but this Murong Lin, put this A priceless night pearl for lighting!

And the color of the wall was different from the stone wall outside. Fu Jinghong took a closer look and found that it was inlaid with gold and jade.

He was almost stunned, how rich this Murong Lin was!

He turned his head to look at the center of the stone room, where there were several nanmu bookcases.

There seemed to be a lot of books in the bookcase.

Fu Jinghong casually reached out and flipped through the books, and found that those books were all martial arts secrets. When he looked at them carefully, he couldn't help being secretly startled.

Those cheats are obviously magic skills.

Not only is there such a despicable magic technique as absorbing other people's internal energy for one's own use, but there are also some very rampant and vicious techniques in the Devil's Cult.

Murong Lin actually collected so many crooked cheats, it's in vain for him to claim to be famous and righteous.

It seems that the secret passage below is probably located under the entire Murong Mansion. There are countless stone chambers. Could it be that there are so many martial arts secret books in every stone chamber?

Fu Jinghong rubbed his chin, and realized that he seemed to have discovered a terrible secret.

Could it be that Murong Lin's so-called retreat is to study these magic skills in this stone room?

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard footsteps a few feet away.

The sound of the footsteps was very steady and almost silent, clearly showing the appearance of deep internal energy, if it wasn't for Fu Jinghong's excellent hearing ability and not weak internal energy, he would not have been able to detect it.

The sound of footsteps must be Murong Lin's.

The moment Murong Lin unscrewed the dragon relief and entered the stone room, Fu Jinghong immediately held his breath and quietly hid behind the last bookcase.

Murong Lin was dressed in a black outfit. As soon as he entered the stone room, he ran to the bookcase, took out a secret book and began to look through it.

Fu Jinghong restrained his breath and observed Muronglin secretly.

Murong Lin seemed to be watching extremely attentively, not even noticing that there was another person in the stone room.

He was fascinated by reading the secret book gradually, chanting words in his mouth, as if he was comprehending the true meaning of the secret book.

Fu Jinghong was about to take advantage of Murong Lin's fascination and leave in a flash, but suddenly a burning sensation came from his stomach.

A hot current rolled in his stomach like a scorching wave.

The poison of the magnetic gu fruit has exploded!

Fu Jinghong never expected that the poison would break out at this moment, his breath was unstable for a while, he turned over, and accidentally touched the bookcase with his hand.

After all, Murong Lin is a master with profound skills, and immediately dropped the secret book in his hand and shouted sharply: "Who? Who's there!"

The hot tide in the abdomen became hotter and hotter, but at this time Fu Jinghong had no time to take care of the burning sensation in the abdomen, so he could only concentrate on guarding against Murong Lin.

"Who the hell?!" Murong Lin was naturally a little scrupulous, so he could only walk slowly towards the bookcase where Fu Jinghong was.

Seeing him walking towards the bookcase, Fu Jinghong quickly raised his breath and jumped towards the other side.

When Murong Lin walked in front of the bookcase, Fu Jinghong dodged a few times, then ran towards the Shimen under the cover of the bookcase.

The heat in his abdomen was churning, and Fu Jinghong almost couldn't hold his breath. After reluctantly stretching out his hand and unscrewing the stone door, he immediately returned to the original road.

Murong Lin turned around and found that the person had disappeared, so he left Duomen to chase after him.