After walking through the dark corridor, Wen Qingzhu and Fu Lie came to a corner. When they turned, their eyes suddenly lit up.
Suddenly from darkness to bright environment, the two of them couldn't help but squint their eyes.
After adjusting for a while, he opened his eyes completely. Wen Qingzhu discovered that what appeared in front of him was a sliding door. The strong light was emitted from the round lamp on the wall. It didn't look like a candle, let alone a night pearl.
Fu Lie suddenly looked back and held Wen Qingzhu's hand tightly.
"What's wrong?" She quickly looked back and found that the way she came had disappeared and was replaced by a staircase.
Wen Qingzhu was startled and said, "The way in is gone!"
Turning back and continuing to walk forward, Fu Lie's voice was very reassuring: "It's okay, I will stay with you."
The two of them walked to the sliding door, which was a checkered door modeled on the previous one.
Through the curtains, they could vaguely see figures moving inside.
Fu Lie knocked on the door and asked, "Is there anyone inside?"
After waiting for a while, no one responded.
Wen Qingzhu reached out and tried to push it, and found a bell ringing inside, but the sliding door moved and retracted.
"Bell?" Wen Qingzhu felt something was wrong, and the door seemed to be blocked by someone.
Looking sideways at Fu Lie, his eyes were solemn.
While they were thinking, there was a dull thump from the corner.
Wen Qingzhu immediately turned around, feeling very uneasy.
"I'll go over and have a look." Fu Lie was about to look around the corner again, but Wen Qingzhu subconsciously held his hand.
Fu Lie turned around and saw her shaking her head slowly: "You can't go there!"
Looking around, Wen Qingzhu remembered that she was in the back mountain of Yaoshen Valley. These passage rooms looked very similar to the passage rooms over there.
Based on what Doze and Wushui said, she was sure that this place was related to the Medicine God Valley.
If this is the case, then there must be a way to open the sliding door in front of you.
Wen Qingzhu walked to the door, and Fu Lie followed without moving rashly.
There was a clear thumping sound in my ears, getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, Wen Qingzhu remembered the first thump in his mind. The thumps till now have always been regular.
Just now she tried to push the door open, using the smallest amount of strength.
In Wen Qingzhu's understanding of musical temperament, each scale is obtained through mathematical algorithms, that is, each scale has a length.
In order to prove his guess, Wen Qingzhu stepped forward, recalled the length of the second bang just now, and pulled the horn according to the length he calculated in his mind.
A bell rang again, which was obviously different from before.
The thumping behind him became more and more urgent. Wen Qingzhu understood immediately and quickly started to pull on the sliding door. The bells of different heights rang one after another.
Until the thumping sound approached the corner, and Wen Qingzhu finally opened the door.
A burst of pale golden light shone out from inside. In the small room, the decorations were very simple.
The most important thing is that there are no tables and chairs in the house, but tables and seats.
There was a man with a black cloth on his head, sitting cross-legged opposite them. In front of him was an oval green glass vase with a dried plum blossom branch in it.
What surprised Wen Qingzhu was that there was water in the vase, but it barely covered the bottom of the dead branches.
The two walked in and the sliding door suddenly closed automatically.
Fu Lie immediately turned around, only to hear the thumping sound outside the door slowly fading away.
"Don't worry, we haven't had a head-to-head confrontation yet, I probably know what to do." Wen Qingzhu pulled Fu Lie to sit in front of the black cloth man.
As soon as he knelt down and sat down, the black cloth man in front of him stretched out a dark hand, which suddenly reminded Wen Qingzhu of the hand of One Hundred and Ninety-Three.
There was a piece of paper under his hand, which was pushed in front of Wen Qingzhu and Fu Lie.
Looking at it carefully, there are two words written on it: dark fragrance.
Wen Qingzhu thought for a while and said, "Excuse me, sir, what does this mean?"
The man in black cloth did not speak, but there was a sudden click on the wall. They both looked over and found a glass funnel sticking out of the wall. When it was turned over, the fine sand on it began to fall down.
"Is this a timer?" Fu Lie frowned and looked around carefully. There was a hanging painting behind the black cloth man, which seemed to depict the scene in this house.
Household items from the early days of the previous dynasty, including people with black cloths on their heads, tables and seats, and glass vases.
Different from what they actually encountered, the plum blossom branches in the painting were not dry, but instead bloomed with seven fiery red plum blossoms.
Wen Qingzhu naturally saw this scene. She quickly stared at the glass vase in front of her and began to think deeply.
If they want to pass this level, they may have to solve the problem of dry plum blossoms.
"Wei Zhi, look at the water level in the painting and add some water to the vase." Wen Qingzhu proposed his first method.
Fu Lie took off the kettle from his waist and added enough water to it, just up to the water level of the vase in the painting.
Under their gaze, the dry plum blossom branches in front of them slowly sprouted buds.
In less than ten seconds, seven red plum blossoms bloomed neatly, exactly like the scene in the painting.
At the same time, the plum blossoms exude a faint fragrance.
The words on the paper placed on the table slowly disappeared.
The plum blossoms bloomed, but the man in black cloth in front of him once again took out a piece of paper.
This time there are two words written on it: bitter cold.
"What's the point of this time?" Wen Qingzhu subconsciously looked at the painting in front of him, and he was keenly aware that there were patches of falling snow on the painting.
Fu Lie looked at the funnel on the wall. Half of the time had passed.
"The dark fragrance can be understood as the fragrance of plum blossoms. The bitter cold will not make it snow in the house, right?" Wen Qingzhu felt that this puzzle was much more difficult than the previous one.
"It can't snow in the house." Fu Lie stood up and began to look around.
They soon discovered that one of the doors to the right where they came in was pushable.
To be cautious, Fu Lie did not open it directly, but asked Wen Qingzhu to stand up and stand at the door where he had just entered.
When Fu Lie opened the window, there was a courtyard outside, and it was still snowing. Snowflakes drifted in, and the house was suddenly filled with snow.
The scene inside the house instantly overlapped with that in the hanging painting. At the same time, the door next to the hanging painting opened automatically, and a corridor inside the house appeared again.
Wen Qingzhu also noticed that the man in black cloth sitting in front of him took the paper back.
Because she was standing next to the black cloth man, she could see the black cloth man holding the paper and placing it in front of her legs.
In front of the black cloth man is a large stack of paper.
At the same time, the funnel also retracted, and the lights on the ceiling slowly dimmed.
Fu Lie sensed danger was approaching and pulled Wen Qingzhu out of the house.
As soon as they walked out, the entrance door closed immediately.
When they were inside the house, they saw the sliding door.
After I came out, I looked back and saw that it turned into an opening and closing door.
The two looked at each other. In such a short time, the agency couldn't do it.
Most importantly, they didn't hear anything.
Wen Qingzhu took out a silver needle and inserted it into his painful point, while trying to shut down his five senses.
There are still no changes in the surroundings.
"It's not an illusion." Wen Qingzhu's heart sank. The situation here was more complicated than she imagined.
Fu Lie opened his eyes at the same time and nodded in agreement: "It is indeed not an illusion. Everything here is more mysterious and unpredictable than the Medicine God Valley."
"Let's move forward." The more mysterious this place becomes, the more curious Wen Qingzhu becomes. She now regrets that she did not read the book on Yaoshen Valley carefully.
This time they came to a study room, which was much more complicated than the simple room just now.
There are bookshelves, desks, and various miscellaneous pens, inks, papers, inkstones, etc.
There is no one here, but in the corner of the study, there is an incongruous shrine with only an incense burner and an incense stick stuck in it, as if it had just been lit.
Wen Qingzhu immediately frowned: "Is the time starting now?"
At the same time, the window was suddenly blown open, and a book placed on the edge of the desk fell down, and one of the pages happened to be opened.
With the experience in the previous room, Wen Qingzhu and Fu Lie knew that there should be no danger before the incense was burned out.
When their eyes met, Wen Qingzhu walked towards the desk and picked up the book on the floor. It was an unfinished collection of couplets, and the page he opened happened to have no lower couplet.
Fu Lie walked to the place where the window was opened just now. He tried it, but the window didn't move at all.
The windows here are not controllable by humans.
There was no result here, so Fu Lie returned to Wen Qingzhu and saw her taking the pen on the table, dipping it in the ink in the inkstone, and starting to write the second couplet on the book.
After finishing writing, the window that had been opened before suddenly opened again.
After opening and closing quickly, the wind blew in and a dozen books fell off the table.
Fu Lie picked up all the books one by one, some were geography, some were arithmetic, some were history books and so on.
The same thing as before, this page that is opened has empty spaces.
Fu Lie also immediately picked up the pen and began to fill in the blank spaces.
The first two books were relatively easy, but in the third and fourth books, Wen Qingzhu and Fu Lie had some difficulties.
But fortunately, they were Ji Shang's apprentices, so they couldn't read the blank space, so they turned to the previous page and quickly remembered the answer.
Next, each book becomes more difficult than the next.
When it comes to the last book, there is only one question: Who does Princess Qingyun like
Wen Qingzhu flipped through the front and back, but they were all blank.
There was no prompt, which made Wen Qingzhu a little angry.
How does she know who Princess Qingyun likes
"This is simply making things difficult for us!" Wen Qingzhu felt that the difficulty this time was much more severe than before.
Fu Lie looked towards the incense burner and said, "The time is almost up."
"So fast?" Wen Qingzhu was a little anxious, but his mind remained calm, and things about the former princess began to appear quickly.
According to historical books and unofficial history, a very three-dimensional image emerged in my mind.
There is no appearance, but the character and behavior are very clear.
Suddenly, Wen Qingzhu took up his pen and wrote two words: Jin State.
The incense burned out, and when the last ash fell, the door in front opened again.
Wen Qingzhu put down the book in his hand, and at the same time, the lights in the room began to dim.
The two continued to walk out.
This time when I walked out of the house, the door still closed automatically.
Instead of immediately moving on to the next place, they began to summarize their experiences in the two rooms.
"Every time, there seem to be two questions. When we were in the same room, the difficulty of the questions was about the same. But in the room just now, the second question was dozens of times more difficult than the previous one." Wen Qingzhu knew very well that there must be a connection here.
Fu Lie thoughtfully replied: "There are two questions every time. Is it because there are two of us coming in? When we were in the first room just now, we solved the first puzzle just over half the time, but the second time When we were in the same room, you answered the couplet almost instantly. Is that so, so the question suddenly became difficult?"
"Isn't this a bit accurate?" Wen Qingzhu looked around, feeling like someone was secretly watching.
Fu Lie looked ahead and said, "Maybe we need to go to the next place to verify."
After discussing, they came to the third room.