Mr. Zuoqiu came to the dry well in the backyard for the first time, and he jumped into the...
Not long after, Mr. Zuoqiu opened the door from the room and walked out.
The dry well, and the inner room, are connected.
Mr. Zuoqiu looked back and stared deeply at the yard, then turned and left.
It came and went in a hurry.
The courtyard gate was closed, and the surroundings were silent.
I don't know when, the moonlight originally covered by thick clouds poured down, and the whole yard was clearly visible.
Feng Wu was hidden in the darkness, she was motionless.
His eyes were fixed on the dry well.
Mr. Zuoqiu entered the dry well for the first time. According to common sense, the fairy fruit tree is most likely related to the dry well.
but-
Feng Wu always felt that something was wrong.
So she didn't step forward to the dry well, but hid in the dark all the time.
A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour...
Time passed by minute by minute.
The feeling that made her feel like a thorn is still there.
has not disappeared.
Therefore, Feng Wu will never go out.
One hour, two hours...
The sky will be bright, and at this time, it is the darkest time before dawn.
Feng Wu suddenly felt that the feeling of thorns gradually disappeared.
really!
Someone is watching the yard.
And now, there are still people staring at the left courtyard, but... the person with the strongest cultivation base has disappeared.
Feng Wu guessed that the person who made her stab like a man just now doesn't know if it is Mr. Zuoqiu.
Now she is sure that Mr. Zuoqiu has left, and the rest of the people are all focused on the dry well.
But the phoenix dance... but rolled on the spot and quietly entered the room.
After turning around lightly, he entered Mr. Zuoqiu's inner room.
Since the dry well is connected with the inner chamber, isn't it the same to enter the dry well from the inner chamber
Feng Wu entered Mr. Zuoqiu's inner room and became more and more cautious and unusual.
Zuoqiu, such a keen person, would know if he moved him a little bit.
really!
Feng Wu saw the hair knot print on the door handle.
Others may not be able to observe it, but in Feng Wu's eyes, this inner room is full of marks.
A person's room, if there is no important thing, will naturally not be marked.
But if there is something coveted, he will definitely protect it.
Feng Wu's sharp eyes swept through the interior room inch by inch.
Cabinets, tables and chairs, beds…
After eliminating them one by one, suddenly, Feng Wu's eyes fell on a teapot.
A purple clay pot and four small bowls, it looks normal, but—
The leaking mouth of the purple clay pot and the surface of the table were slightly wet, and they were almost dry.
Feng Wu immediately concluded that this purple clay pot was moved by Mr. Zuoqiu before.
After Feng Wu locked the target, she began to study this little purple clay pot.
Sure enough, a small array is embedded in it.
Mr. Zuoqiu is indeed Mr. Zuoqiu, hiding so secretly.
If a normal person picks up a purple clay pot and pours water, there is no problem at all.
Because Feng Wu searched carefully, she finally found a small raised character at the base of the purple clay pot.
A total of nine characters.
Feng Wu quickly found the third word in the first line.
Press down.
There is no sound.
But a door on the wall opened automatically.
Why does Feng Wu find the third word in the first line? It's very simple, because there is Mr. Zuoqiu's fingerprint on this word.
Feng Wu looked at the opened door, and the corner of her mouth raised a slight upward arc.
Mr. Zuoqiu, what kind of secret are you hiding behind this wall
(End of this chapter)