When the book-traveling little detective meets the two-faced prince

Walking around, I found that the puppet was not sitting upright on the chair, but its limbs were tightly tied to the seat. The ropes were deeply embedded in the wound, which was as fragile as paper and almost broke. Its body was covered with hideous scars of varying sizes and depths.

The paper puppet is dressed as a woman, with red paint on her eyes and two lines of blood and tears flowing from her eyes, as if accusing her of the painful experiences she has experienced.

But the smiling corners of his mouth were in stark contrast to the two lines of blood and tears, which made people shudder.

The paper doll was tortured to death after its hands and feet were tied up.

"What the hell does this happen?"

Cheng Su's face was stern and his brows were furrowed. He asked in a low voice. Because of the anger in his heart, his voice sounded suppressed.

He looked around at all the paper objects in front of him, trying to find even one clue that could help him crack the mystery in this strange place.

Jiang Lian'an carefully examined the paper doll and the paper banquet on the long table. After pondering for a moment, he fixed his eyes on the paper doll in front of the table and said, "The wounds on this doll seem to be consistent with the wounds on the bones in Wu Sanshan's coffin in the underground chamber."

Upon hearing this, there was no trace of surprise in everyone's eyes, but instead a look of fear and terror.

Because the wounds on the paper doll were too obvious, the tendons of its hands and feet were cut, and there were scars of varying depths on its body.

If the corpse in the yard was brought here, it is possible that the other wounds on the paper doll could be matched one by one with the scars on the corpse.

"You...you guys look over there!"

While everyone was looking at the paper dolls and paper banquets, He Yu looked around in panic. When he focused his eyes on one place, he suddenly shouted loudly.

Because of He Yu's shouting, everyone looked in the direction of He Yu's eyes.

Where He Yu's gaze was, which was also right in front of the puppet's eyes, the ground was covered with bright red dried blood, and dragging bloodstains could be clearly seen next to the blood.

Jiang Lian'an walked forward with a torch. On the wall facing the paper doll, there was a line of eye-catching large characters engraved.

Where to look for it, it’s hidden in the soil, where the golden light shines.

Looking at the line of words on the wall, everyone's expressions became very solemn.

The word "chu" in this line of words is the same as the word "si" hanging in the doll hole. The stroke on top of it is a dot that looks like a comma.

Moving away from the words carved on the giant gate, the place where the words were carved was not an ordinary earth wall, and there were delicate patterns carved on it. The moment he saw the patterns clearly, Lin Lezhi's eyes suddenly tightened, and even Xiao Yihuo's eyes darkened.

The patterns carved on it are similar to those on the lid of Wu Sanshan's underground coffin, both of which depict a snake with white patterns on its back coiled on a banyan tree.

The pattern on it was symmetrical. Jiang Lian'an reached out to touch the pattern carved on the wall. He felt an icy cool touch between his fingers, and there was a tiny gap in the middle.

"It looks like a door."

After saying that, Jiang Lian'an pushed the door at the gap with his hand, but no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to move, as if it was stuck.

Jiang Lian'an held the torch and looked towards the bottom of the door.

The moment the torch moved down, the bloody footprint that had disappeared reappeared in everyone's sight like a ghost. However, only half of the heel was exposed outside the door, while the other half was pressed under the door.

It was as if an invisible person walked into this door that could not be opened.

After seeing the half footprint that was crushed under the huge door, everyone was shocked again, with looks of horror on their faces.

After a while, Jiang Lian'an calmed down and said comfortingly, "Don't panic, everyone. The handwriting here is similar to the handwriting in the puppet cave. It should be from the same person. If it is from the same person, then everything here is not the work of ghosts, but a human arrangement."

Jiang Lian'an turned his gaze back to the bloodstains on the ground and said calmly, "Judging from the location of the bloodstains on the ground, Guo Yong must have been killed here. I believe that as long as we investigate this place carefully, we will be able to find more clues."

After Jiang Lian'an's suggestion, Cheng Su confirmed that there was no danger underground. He sent someone back and called some more people down to place torches around the paper banquet table.

As the torches were lit, the whole place became brighter, dispelling the unknown and fear brought by the darkness. However, every time my eyes couldn't help but look towards the location of the paper doll, I still felt shocked and chilled.

Lin Lezhi's eyes roughly swept around, judging from the layout and scale of the entire place, plus the hundreds of coffins placed inside, as well as the utensils and lamps placed around.

There is no doubt that they have arrived at the tomb.

And in front of the place where the puppet was facing, where the line of words were engraved, the original appearance was finally seen. It was a huge black door with symmetrical patterns carved on it, and no one knew where it led to.

Seeing this, Lin Lezhi walked towards the coffin closest to him. The same pattern was engraved on the coffin lid that was opened and thrown casually on the ground.

After everyone carefully checked all the coffins in the tomb one by one, they found that there was one more body in one of the coffins.