After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

Lu Ran was so frightened that he lifted it up and almost couldn't get down.The spiritual power was concentrated in his hands, and he wanted to block the weapon with his hands - but it was in vain.

The blade flew out from a distance of eight poles away from him.The knife-wielding man tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground with an ouch.

The waiter tightly closed his eyes, with a look of determination on his face.After a while when there was no movement, he opened one eye slightly, and saw Lu Ran who was holding a kitchen knife with a speechless face, and Yuan Ji who was beside him with a bad expression.

The waiter in the shop let out a long sigh of relief, his whole body went limp like mud, and he cried aggrievedly: "Why did you come back?"

Lu Ran locked the door, came back and picked up the waiter, and stuffed the kitchen knife back into his arms, angrily and funny: "Isn't this a good fight? Just right, there are more people who can help me guard the entrance after I leave."

The shop waiter was dumbfounded: "Xian... Xianjun, you still have to go? Look, the sun will rise in less than an hour, so why don't you go after dawn?"

Lu Ran explained briefly, then removed a table leg, refined it into a long stick, and tapped on the floor of the room and under the table under the bed, but there was only a muffled sound.

Lu Ran pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to the wardrobe standing in the corner.Made of walnut wood, it should be quite old depending on the degree of wear and tear of the external carvings.In order to protect the wood, such a large wardrobe usually does not move freely.

He knocked on the cabinet door: "Has this wardrobe been changed?"

The waiter shook his head: "This big wardrobe is directly nailed to the floor."

Lu Ran knew it.He opened the door of the cupboard and knocked on the bottom plywood with a long stick—sure enough, there was a hollow echo from below.The entrance is hidden in the closet!

Lu Ran is an instrument repairer, and the spiritual power released quickly opened the mechanism of the splint.With the creaking sound, the wooden board at the bottom of the closet opened, revealing a narrow, dark hole that only allowed one person to pass through.

He illuminated it with the candle lamp in the house, and the dark and low passage spread forward, with no end in sight, like the winding intestines in the belly of some kind of monster.

The shop clerk's soles felt weak, and he clutched his chest: "I, I have been in the shop for five years, and I never knew there was such a place."

Lu Ran patted him on the shoulder and said kindly: "It's okay, there are many things you don't know."

The waiter almost knelt down for him.He looks like a handsome and beautiful young man, but why he always speaks amazingly: "What if that female ghost breaks through the arrow array while you are away..."

Half of Lu Ran's body had already got into the dark floor of the floor, and he looked at him lovingly: "Did you see that tin rod on the bed?"

The waiter nodded.

"If a ghost comes in, knock it out with a pewter stick. You can."

The waiter rolled his eyes.

Yuan already skillfully helped him to tie his long hair into a neat bun.The fingertips rubbed against Lu Ran's ear intentionally or unintentionally:

"Don't be afraid, I'll be right here waiting for you."

Lu Ran rubbed his itchy ears and hummed vaguely.

He turned around and entered the dark layer, crawling forward, the lights of the C-size room gradually fell behind him.The spiritual power flowed, and the firelight of the soul lamp burned in the pupils.Even though there was darkness ahead, it was as clear as day in Lu Ran's eyes.

The upper and lower layers of the dark layer are covered with thick tapestry, which eliminates all movement.If you look closely, there are still some places where there are still dark marks of age after the blood has dried up.

People crawled among them, and the residents on the floor could probably only hear vaguely the sound of rats looking for food.Occasionally, a valve appears above the head, which should be the entrance hidden in other rooms.

Yesterday, the murderer probably passed through these secret doors, took advantage of Song Jun's early morning to go to the backyard to return to his soul, and threw the blood-stained brocade robe under the bed in an attempt to frame Song Jun.

But why?The murderer can pretend to be a robber at night.The appearance of Jin Pao was too deliberate, as if someone deliberately reminded the government that the prisoner was still hiding in the inn.

In front, a large hole was cut in a piece of felt cloth, with neat edges, as if someone deliberately cut it open with a knife, exposing the wooden structure underneath.

Lu Ran lifted the felt cloth completely, and a piece of words carved with a knife appeared in front of his eyes.They are all short characters, some deep and some shallow, with different strokes, and they should be written by many people.Roughly, there are about twenty lines.

From the perspective of the soul lamp in the eyes, there are tiny golden-green light froths shining in the dent carved by the knife-this is the embers of the soul after it has dissipated.

Over the past ten years, the wooden beams have been affected by damp and insects, and most of the characters are a little distorted.His fingertips stroked the scratches until he paused slightly when he reached the bottom line of text.

The last line of text is clear and neat, without any distortion.Look around carefully, there are still a little sawdust left.

This is newly engraved on it.

It is even possible that it was engraved just today.

Every stroke is as sharp as a knife, penetrating into wood three points.Judging from the depth of its portrayal, it should be done by a man.Through this vigorous trace, Lu Ran felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

The runes are obscure, not Chinese characters.Lu Ran remembered that the first night when he used a copper lamp to shine on the window sill, he saw similar characters through the new paint layer by layer.

He always felt that he had seen this font in other places.A very special case.But where did you see it?

Lu Ran deeply regretted that when Taiyi was studying, he fell asleep in all the secret interpretation classes.There is no way, this is not something normal people can understand.In the final exam, almost everyone relied on the second senior brother to guess the answer.

Fifth Senior Sister was even worse.As a princess of a foreign country in the extreme arctic ice field, she has not even fully learned the Chinese characters of the Central Plains, let alone the various variant secret scripts.During the exam, his azure blue eyes blinked like ice floes in the deep sea, his long light golden hair like moonlight was almost bald, and he still didn't know a word.

Lu Ran silently memorized the text pattern in his heart.Attempts to find a pattern were unsuccessful.

A claustrophobic space with no light, no wind, no sound, just constant silence.In the dark silence, the passage of time becomes blurred, and one does not know the dawn and dusk, and one does not know the sequence of spring and autumn.

He seemed to be lying in a coffin, buried alive in the ground bit by bit.It was like being crushed under heavy mountains, unable to breathe.Even if the fingers scratch the floor until the nails crack and the hands are covered with blood, no one will notice his existence.

He can't vent his depression by shouting, he can't relieve his anger by beating the dark layer, and he can't cry for comfort.He seems to be forgotten by everyone in this unknown corner.

If the entrance to the dark layer is destroyed, blocked, or locked.He can only lie here forever, alone, dying silently in hunger, cold and fear, turning into a shriveled corpse.

Lu Ran tried his best to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind and explored earlier.The roads in the dark layer were complicated, and he climbed into a dead end twice.Finally, Lu Ran vaguely felt the wind blowing in front of him.He couldn't wait, and opened the exit baffle with a spell.

The exit of the dark layer is facing the backyard, and it is disguised as a carved decorative panel on the outer wall of the second floor.Lu Ran was in a hurry to get out of the closed dark layer, completely unaware that a pair of black hands quietly stretched out from the thick shadow behind him.

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One hand was as fast as lightning, and suddenly strangled Lu Ran's neck, while the other hand tightly covered his mouth.

Lu Ran was shocked, his pupils constricted, he twisted his body and struggled, his spiritual power circulated rapidly, and his fingertips touched the fire talisman in his sleeve.But the flexible body of the sneak attacker in black wrapped around him tightly like a snake, preventing him from moving.

A cold order sounded in my ears, it was the voice of a young woman with a slightly strange accent:

"Don't move, I'm not a bad person."

Lu Ran thought to himself, I believe you have a ghost.The Aoki Spirit condensed into a light ball at the fingertips, which was about to explode.

"I am the shadow of Lord Song."

Um?Lu Ran temporarily stopped his spiritual power.The person on him also let go of the shackles around his neck, but he didn't let go of the hand covering Lu Ran's lips.

"I am Master Song's secret guard, named A Ying. Before leaving the inn, Master Song ordered me to stay and protect the two of you." The masked woman explained in a breathy voice.

It turns out that "leave a shadow with you" means this.The person who used hidden weapons to resist the magic knife during the day, as well as the gray soul I saw on the first day, should also be her.

I don't know what mysterious technique this dark guard practiced. He is extremely good at concealing his aura and can blend in with the shadow.After staying in the dark layer for so long, I didn't realize that there was still a person beside me.

Lu Ran turned her head, A Ying was wearing a tight black night gown, her face was covered, only a pair of blue eyes as clear as the clear autumn sky were exposed.

Lu Ran stared at her blue eyes and was stunned for a moment.

He didn't withdraw the spiritual power to protect the body, but he inexplicably trusted Aying's identity a lot.

Lu Ran also asked softly, "Why don't you let me go out?"

A Ying's hand exerted a little force, and Lu Ran followed the force and turned his head to look outside.The backyard was not very dark. On the magic cage made of scattered Buddhist beads, a golden light curtain slowly flowed.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the nan tree was just higher than the top of the main building, and its jagged branches blocked the line of sight.Lu Ran narrowed his eyes and looked down through the gaps in the branches of the nan tree.

!!!

Lu Ran suddenly thanked Ah Ying for covering his mouth.

A man was kneeling in front of a nan tree with his head bowed. He had been chopped off with more than twenty knives.Blood was still flowing from the wound.A large pool of blood spread from his body, like a pool of blood.

The stele under the nan tree was spattered with blood, which also blocked the gurgling blood flowing to the roots of the nan tree.

This is Zhang lame.

Next to him, there was another person lying on the ground, life or death unknown.A monster with wings on its back, a long snake tail, black scales all over its body, surrounded by demonic energy, is crouching on his body and sucking its soul.

Through the fire in his soul, Lu Ran could see that the man's energy was draining rapidly.In a short while, he will turn into a mummified corpse and die like the businessman Jia in Room A before.

That is Chen Dalang.

The author has something to say:

When I write the sentence "I am a shadow", I always see some sunspots' basketballs inexplicably (help)

Aying’s setting is a foreign beauty with black skin and blue eyes~

In terms of appearance, the one closest to the human design should be Lulina in Pokémon Sword and Shield, but in terms of character, it should be more like Ning Liu in The Story of Odd Eggs?But it will be older.

Woo, when I have money, I must make an appointment for a special drawing (make a fist).