Peach Blossom Dyeing Jinge

Darkness makes people uneasy, and the darkness without an exit makes people even more desperate.

Lu Dongqing stuck to the door and carefully checked the surrounding rock walls from top to bottom, but still couldn't find a way to get out.

The sky light in the crack of the door dimmed a bit, and the setting sun outside was probably sinking towards the horizon. He had already knotted countless knots in his heart, clenched his fists subconsciously, and stood silently in the darkness.

After a while, he heard Ren Lan's voice coming from behind: "Dongqing, senior sister, I'm sorry. If I hadn't made mistakes repeatedly, how could we have fallen into the predicament we are in now. I really don't have the face to see you and Qiming , and Master Zhengqiu..."

Ren Lan's voice became lower and lower, her head was lowered, and a pained expression appeared on her always resolute and resolute face.

Seeing her appearance, Lu Dongqing felt unhappy, walked to her side, and said softly: "Senior sister, don't blame yourself, at least you and I are safe, if this is a situation, we should find a way to break it .”

These words were originally said to encourage his companions, but when he said them, he felt a bit relieved in his heart.

There are still people outside waiting for him to rescue, how can he remain depressed.

He shook his head, drove away the figure that appeared in his mind, and forced himself to focus on the moment.He noticed that the person opposite seemed to be subconsciously tightening his shoulders and embracing his arms.

"Sister, do you feel cold?"

Ren Lan lowered her head: "I made you laugh... Maybe it's because the weather outside is getting late and the wind is getting cooler."

"That's right," Lu Dongqing blinked, "I also feel a little cold, but the cold wind doesn't seem to be blowing in from the crack of the door, but it seems to be coming from the depths. It's really weird."

Ren Lan suddenly grabbed his shoulder: "Holly, this is not a normal cold wind, could it be that the box containing the dragon blood vine was opened?"

"You mean dragon blood vine?"

"That's right," she said nervously, "Dracaena vine's medicinal properties are very sinister and evil. Even if it leaves the secluded marsh, it's still cold, no less than putting ice cubes in the room. Some people went to pick it, and the result was born. It took several months to recover from a serious illness. Since then, Master has taken on this job alone, and even he can only pick in the hottest season of the year."

Lu Dongqing's heart trembled: "So the medicine he picked is placed here?"

Ren Lan nodded and said: "Put it in an iron box, seal the box with wax, and don't open it easily. The cold air at the moment is probably because the box has been opened. I only noticed the missing herbs, and I forgot the dragon's blood vine." about it. Let's go and see."

She turned around in a hurry, and walked quickly to the depths of the warehouse by the faint light from the crack of the door.Lu Dongqing followed closely behind.

Although the entrance of the stone cave where the warehouse is located is narrow, its depth is longer than it looks. The two stopped by the wall at the end, and they really saw an old and strong iron box.Lu Dongqing touched the surface of the box with her fingers, and suddenly felt a chill at her fingertips, as if she had put her hand into the frozen water in winter, and the chill ran down her palm into her sleeve.

"Is that it?" Lu Dongqing asked, bending down to observe carefully, "It seems that the mouth of the box is not locked, and the wax has been scraped away."

"The key to this box is only held by Master."

After Ren Lan finished speaking, she let out a soft sigh, and the end of the sigh echoed in the dark and deep cave.

She had a premonition that the answer she was looking for was hidden in this iron box.

But she still dared not reveal it.

Seeing her not moving for a long time, Lu Dongqing comforted her and said, "Senior Sister, let me open it." He stretched out his hand towards the iron box.

Halfway through his hand, Ren Lan gently grabbed his wrist: "Thank you, Dongqing, let me do it." She paused for a moment, and then said, "I can't just rely on you, no matter what the truth is, I will do it." You should face it yourself."

After she finished speaking, she didn't hesitate any longer, supported the edge with both hands, and lifted off the heavy box lid.

After the creaking sound, the scene in the box was revealed to her eyes, and she couldn't help but gasped.

The box was empty, except for a few broken vermilion vines on the bottom, like hair left on a pillow.

If it wasn't for the mixed smell of herbs that overwhelmed the cold air, it should have been noticed earlier.

Lu Dongqing couldn't wait to say: "So the mess in the warehouse is just to confuse us. The real purpose of the other party is to take the dragon blood vine away without attracting attention?"

Ren Lan nodded, then frowned and said, "Could this person really be the master? Could it be that he really has something to do with the Demon Cult?"

Lu Dongqing was also secretly startled, if Feng Tingjian really set up this situation deliberately, then Master's being framed must be part of his plan, because he was the one who advocated that Lu Zhengqiu be imprisoned in the secluded marsh.

Even Bai Yu's abnormal state may have something to do with him.

Baiyu hurt An Qiming, and locked Ren Lan and himself in the warehouse.In this way, all obstacles to the truth have been removed by him.

Perhaps, at this moment, the dragon blood vine he took away is already in the hands of the devil's religion envoy.

All the clues are connected into a thread, but the truth at the end is unbelievable.

Ren Lan murmured: "Master, as the patriarch, has to pray in front of the statue every day. In the past nine years, no matter the wind or the sun, there has never been a single day of interruption. I really can't believe that he will turn his back on this mission." Faith, and turned to assist the Demon Cult..."

Lu Dongqing said: "We must see him soon and ask him face to face."

He desperately opened his eyes wide, and looked around the box with the increasingly weak light, trying to find other clues.

After a while, his eyes lit up: "Senior sister, look here!"

When the opening of the box was opened just now, a corner of the box moved a little, and there seemed to be an unusual gap on the exposed ground.

Lu Dongqing squatted down and groped for the bottom of the box with her fingers, and found a groove on the ground.

"There is something hidden under this box, senior sister, let's move it away."

"it is good."

The two worked together to remove the iron box, and then they both froze.

The bottom of the iron box is not a solid rock, but a stone slab embedded in the ground, with a gap around the edge.

Lu Dongqing leaned down and lifted the stone slab. After a burst of dust, a hollow was exposed under the stone slab. There was a faint cold wind in the hollow, which was faint but real.

Ren Lan was horrified: "There is a secret passage hidden under the iron box?"

In the secret passage, there is only deep darkness, like a bottomless well.The chill in the well was even worse, making one feel chills all over the body, as if a snake letter had licked his skin.

Lu Dongqing glanced back, and said in a deep voice, "Since the door behind you has been locked, I can only go forward."

Ren Lan was startled for a moment, then nodded, "Let's go."

The two entered the secret passage one after another, and the darkness quickly swallowed their figures.

It's pitch black in front of you, and you can't see anything. There are crooked steps at the bottom of your feet, which extend slanted downwards. The walls are narrow and narrow, and the cat has to shrink its neck to move forward.

The cramped road didn't last too long. After a dozen or so steps, the steps became more and more gentle, and then turned upwards. The ground under the feet was no longer pure rock, but compact soil.When the shoulders are straightened, the top of the head will not hit the stone wall, and there is a faint golden light in front of the field of vision, which is the color of the setting sun.

Seeing the light, the two speeded up their pace at the same time, and finally came to the end of the secret path.

There is another stone room at the end, which is much narrower than the warehouse for storing medicinal herbs. It is only the size of an ordinary living room. There is a table, and the two sides are full of cabinets and table boxes. The furnishings are a bit messy.

The air is damp and cold, filled with a chill, and also contains the unique astringent bitterness of medicinal herbs.

The ray of sunlight just now came from the top of the cabinet, and there was only a narrow opening on the wall that communicated with the outside world, which was the only light source.

Ren Lan paced to the table, groped on the table for a while, found a pen, picked it up and looked at it carefully, frowned and said: "Yes, this is indeed the pen used by Master, he can't see things, so he can't To write with ordinary pen and ink, the handwriting can only be engraved on a special paper with a sharp tip so that the bumps can be touched by hand."

Lu Dongqing looked up and said, "I'll go and sweep away the ashes from the crevices."

More light leaked in, and the blood-red sunset splashed in the secret room, just illuminating a row of cabinets on the opposite wall.

When Lu Dongqing saw the things on the shelf, she couldn't help but gasped.

On the shelves were many small porcelain vases, pear-shaped in appearance, each only as long as a finger.

Trembling, he took out a small bottle from his close-fitting pocket. It was the Fuyao Qingfeng he found from the Ni family in Sanping Village, and he always carried it with him.

The bottle on the shelf is the same as the bottle in his hand, no matter the texture or pattern.

"How is it possible?" He asked in amazement, "Could it be that Fuyao Qingfeng was made in Lingquan Valley?"