Seeing the short lottery in his hand, everyone had different expressions on their faces, some were surprised and sympathetic, and some were secretly glad.

"Senior, I'll trade with you!" Seeing that Song Ci had drawn a short lottery, Zhang Chi immediately handed over his long lottery.

"No. If I'm too sleepy tomorrow, just remember to help me do more work." Song Ci pushed Zhang Chi's hand back.According to the biological clock, he couldn't fall asleep at the moment, so it's better to stay overnight and clear his mind.

Besides, normally, if 'night watch' is a dangerous job, then its risk value is likely to remain the same every night or gradually increase as the game progresses. From this point of view, it is possible to draw a short lottery tonight Still lucky.

The distance between the middle of the hall and the 'bedroom' assigned to them by the old man is actually only a dozen meters away. Zhang Chi felt relieved after thinking about it, "That's okay, it's close anyway, and you can call me loudly if you have anything to do."

That night, everyone was injured, scared and frightened. They packed up the tableware in a hurry, washed them with cold well water, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Everything was silent, Song Ci put her own lantern on the table, and lay down lazily beside her, so tired that she didn't even want to move half of her fingers.

Xiaopingtou said that there are two ways to find the key, one needs to complete the task of the owner of the secret room, and the other needs to solve the clue puzzle.

Who is the owner of the secret room, the one-eyed old man?The task the old man gave them today was to clean, but the 'feedback' after the cleaning was completed seemed to be only the bloody dinner.

The second way, the chamber of secrets has already given a clue, [far away in the sky, close in front of you. 】But what these eight characters refer to, I still can't find any clue.

The secret room is limited to nine days, and now they can't find any useful information. Is it because some clues must enter a certain fixed time or plot within the nine days to appear?

Song Ci moved away his swollen arms and changed his posture. In any case, it seems that they have collected too little information so far, and both roads are stuck.

As for the inn itself, there are more mysteries.

First of all, the name Huangquan Inn makes people avoid it.Why did you come up with such a chasing name?Could it be that he was afraid that the business of the inn would be too good?

Secondly, judging from the scale of the inn, even if it is fully occupied, it will not need eight buddies.So, why does the old man hire so many short-term laborers?Could it be that it was prepared for the little girl's 'wedding banquet'?But, didn't the matchmaker just come tonight?

Also, what secrets are hidden in the door and the second floor that they are not allowed to approach?

Thinking of this, Song Ci suddenly became energetic. There is an iron rule in the secret room game: the more immovable something, the more important clues there are.Now that everyone is asleep, isn't it a good time to investigate?

He listened carefully, and saw that the old man's snoring was up and down, and the rhythm was more accurate than poetry recitation, so he got up and walked to the locked door.

In order to prevent the adjacent copper rings from rattling, Song Ci carefully cushioned the lock with the rags on his body, and then began to remove the rings.

He is not very good at untying this kind of thing, and he has to be cautious about the sound. He has to be careful with every movement and toss for a long time before he undoes those rings.

The copper lock inside was much simpler. According to the prompt of 'dividing into two', he found a splicing gap on the side of the lock, and with a little force, he staggered the copper lock up and down.Song Ci held her breath, took out the copper needle hidden inside, and tentatively poked it in along the keyhole on it. After only three or two strokes, the lock head made a crisp 'click' sound and bounced off.

Before pushing the door open, Song Ci deliberately turned around and listened again, making sure that the old man was still soundly asleep, then took a deep breath, gently pushed the door open a crack, and squeezed in.

Behind the door is indeed the backyard.

The yard was originally not big, and half of it was taken up by sundries. Song Ci took a rough look with the lantern in his hand, and found that they were all broken car shafts and old furniture. There was a thick layer of dust on them, and it seemed that they hadn't been moved for a long time. pass.

Going around the pile of things, you can see a dilapidated ear room in each corner of the two sides.

There are two cabinets in the room on the left, piled with a lot of joss sticks, yellow paper, gold leaf paper and the like.Song Ci picked up a piece of gold foil and looked at it. He remembered that these things seemed to be used for worship.Especially this kind of gold foil paper, when I was a child, my grandma often asked him to help fold ingots on the first and fifteenth day of the new year.

Who is the old man going to worship?His relatives?

There was nothing to gain in the room on the left, so he had to turn to the right.

The room on the right is twice as large as the left. There are two rows of wooden shelves against the wall, and small and medium wine jars are placed in turn.There are several rows of huge wine vats buried on the ground, so compact that there is almost nowhere to walk.

The air was filled with a faint smell of alcohol, and Song Ci wrinkled his nose. He had always suspected that there was something wrong with the wine. The old man in the hall refused to touch the wine tank, so he happened to open a tank here to have a look.

Fearing that it would be too obvious to move the wine tank outside, he walked to the third row with one foot deep and one shallow foot before squatting down.

Except for the two outermost empty tanks, the rest of the wine tanks were tightly covered with thick wooden lids.Each lid is cross-attached with slender red seals, one side is written with words like Ji Wei, Ji You, Geng Xu, etc., and the other side is spotted, like some kind of strange symbol, and it seems to be careless. Blotted ink.

Song Ci put the lantern on the wine vat next to it, carefully lifted the seal with "Ji Wei" written next to her feet, and then lifted the heavy wooden cover vigorously.

The strong smell of alcohol mixed with an indescribable smell hit his face, making his forehead ache.He was about to cover his nose when a sudden chill came from the ankle of his left foot.

Song Ci looked down, and saw a giant red snake with dense scales wrapping around his calf and waist.The cold and slippery feeling made his back go numb, and the layers of his spine immediately exploded like an electric shock, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The patterns on the snake's body are also very familiar, they are the symbols on the seal that he can't understand.

The seal turned into a snake?

The moment he was distracted, the giant snake had wrapped around his whole body. The more he struggled, the tighter the snake wrapped around him, making him breathless.

Song Ci's Adam's apple trembled and wanted to call for help, but he could hardly make a sound.He regretted it very much at this time, he should have at least left a message for Zhang Chi just now.

The giant snake kept tightening its body, its neck, limbs, waist and abdomen, rough and cold scales scraped over the skin, causing burning pain wherever it went.The chest and throat have been squeezed to the limit, and the bulging temples are so painful that they are about to explode. Song Ci feels like a thin glass vase, which will be strangled to pieces at any time.

when!when!when!

The sound of the western clock was heard in the distance, and the exhausted Song Ci finally reached his limit, his knees bent and he fell into the wine vat without strength.

"Bang!" The wooden lid that lost its support hit the wine tank again, and the inside of the tank was suddenly invisible.

It was pitch black all around, and the silence was suffocating.

Song Ci, who was still struggling, suddenly stopped all movements as if the pause button had been pressed.

The snake that was entangled him seemed to have disappeared, and the drink only reached his thighs, but he was still standing there without the shackles, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his body began to tremble violently.

The gloomy air in the tank seemed to have turned into a sticky, heavy and boundless black mud, which suddenly submerged his body and soaked his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

Chilling.

Nothingness, emptiness, numbness, helplessness.All senses were instantly swallowed up, and consciousness gradually blurred.

Song Ci didn't expect that the claustrophobia, which she thought had been cured, would break out at this time.

He twitched in despair, did he just die in this inexplicable game in a daze?

"No. 3, No. 3." There was a voice from far to near, like a beam of light, splitting a crack in the endless darkness.

Song Ci's out-of-focus eyes slowly recovered.

There was a cluster of flames dancing in front of his eyes, it was the lantern in the big man's hand.

The big man took off his coarse cloth jacket and used it as a rope, and pulled Song Ci up.After climbing out of the wine tank, Song Ci sat slumped on the ground, his legs trembled and he couldn't stand up at all.

Zhao Qian Sun Li, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang.

Feng Chen Chuwei, Jiang Shen Han Yang.

Zhu Qin You Xu, He Lu Shi Zhang.

Kong Cao Yan Hua, Jin Wei Tao Jiang.

Song Ci silently recited the names of hundreds of families in her heart to calm her mind, and at the same time habitually reached out to touch the chocolate in her pocket, but found nothing.Realizing the situation, he couldn't help but sigh in annoyance.This symptom has not appeared for a long time, so long that he thought he had overcome the shadow of that incident, but he did not expect it to recur now.

"Are you all right?" The big man squatted down and looked at Song Ci who was muttering to himself.

"It's okay, maybe...a little hypoglycemia, just let me rest for a while...it will be fine." Song Ci wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, panting quickly.For a moment just now, he felt that he was on the verge of death.

The big man squatted beside him silently, without speaking.

"Thank you, if you don't come, I'm going to die." Song Ci's breathing and heartbeat stabilized a lot after reading the hundred family names, "How did you find me?"

"I planned to come over to explore the way while the npc was asleep, but I saw the door was open. After entering through the light, I saw the lantern and your hat. Later, I found that the seal of this vat of wine was removed. Open your It's inside." The big man explained briefly.

seal!

Thinking of the seal that turned into a snake, Song Ci hurriedly turned around to look for it.The one with "Not yet" is still on the ground, but the one with the strange symbol is floating in the wine tank.

Song Ci told the big man why she fell into the vat, and tried to pick out the seal with a lantern pole, but failed.

"This wine smells very strange, and it may have some strange effects, such as causing hallucinations." The big man speculated.

"Then why are you okay?" The clumsy Song Ci took another chance.

The disdainful big man took his lantern pole and picked up the seal neatly, "Maybe my health is relatively better."

Song Ci: ……………

Is he despised?

On the seal soaked in wine, those strange ink stains have turned into a few words, 【Female Jiang Qi】.

"Invisible ink?" Song Ci had an idea, put his fingers together and dipped in the wine liquid, and wiped the seal that said "not yet", the two words turned into eight characters, [Ji Wei Ding Mao Bing] Zijiawu].

The big man frowned, "What do you mean?"

"It should be the horoscope of birthday." But Song Ci couldn't figure it out for the time being, why did he put the horoscope of someone's birthday on the wine jar?

The big man soaked the seals on the side lid with wine again, and the two seals showed the words [Female Feng Ruolan] and [Gengxu Dinghai Gengchen Renwu] respectively.

Wine, a woman's birthday horoscope?

Song Ci suddenly remembered that he had heard someone mention that there is a custom in the south of the Yangtze River. When the child is born, the family will bury a few jars of rice wine under the flower tree in the backyard. Ten years later, wait until the day the daughter gets married. Dig it out, and this is the famous daughter Hong.

There is even a saying that if a girl in a family unfortunately dies, the wine that is less than a year old is called Huadiao, which means flowers withered.

Could it be that the old man used to be a master who specialized in making wine for others?

He was about to speak again, but the big man made a 'shh' gesture to him.

somebody is coming?It can't be the old man, can it?Song Ci suddenly became nervous, her heart beating wildly.

Two seconds later, the big man's tense shoulders relaxed, and he gestured a '4' to Song Ci.

On the 4th, Song Ci raised her eyebrows, Zhang Chi?

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night, you two are hiding from this appointment?" After a few breaths, Zhang Chi sneaked up from behind and slapped the two of them.

Song Ci and the big man, who had been prepared for a long time, hid to the left and right respectively, and Zhang Chi, who was empty-handed, didn't stop the car, and just stepped on the edge of the wet wine tank.

"Plop!" Zhang Chi slipped and fell into the open wine tank.

At the critical moment, the big man reached out to catch the lantern, but he ignored Zhang Chi who was holding the lantern.

Zhang Chi: ……………

Song Ci: ……………

"You two are so bad! Secretly dating, and plotting against me!" Zhang Chi sat in the wine tank, angrily accusing the two above his head.

Song Ci held his forehead speechlessly, making an appointment with a big-headed ghost!

"Hey! What is it?" Zhang Chi felt that he had touched something hard, so he grabbed it casually.

Seeing what he picked up, Song Ci couldn't help but stop breathing for a while.

It turned out to be a human skull!

The author has something to say:

Thank you Qu Yi for mine, bow~

Remarks: 1. Nuerhong: a traditional famous wine in Shaoxing, a kind of glutinous rice wine (southern rice wine).According to legend, when a daughter is born in a Shaoxing family, when the child is full moon, they will choose several altars of wine, seal the mouth of the altar, bury it underground or hide it in the cellar, and take it out to entertain relatives and guests when the daughter is married, hence the name. "Daughter Red".There is a record in "Southern Vegetables and Trees" written by Jihan, a native of Shangyu in the Jin Dynasty: "Daughter's wine was a must-have for rich families in the old days when they gave birth to and married daughters."The correct interpretation of "Hua Diao" is said to be "carved utensils" (from "Southern Vegetables and Trees"), which means that there are many flower shapes carved on the utensils holding wine.

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