Chapter 5: A visitor from Ten Thousand Poison Mountain
Without hesitation, Fu Qingzhou cracked the egg immediately.
As expected, there was no egg white or yolk in the egg, only some white filling, which seemed to be water and flour mixed together. After kneading it, a small piece of paper fell out.
"Three two, five eight, Lu three, two nine, one one."
Five numbers were written on the paper.
Fu Qingzhou raised his eyebrows. The handwriting on the paper was small, trembling, and not pretty. It seemed to be written by the old Miao woman tremblingly.
His work experience in his previous life told him that the note that the old woman carefully and nervously hid must be related to her death.
These five numbers are most easily associated with passwords, but where are the passwords in the house?
So it’s easy to find again.
The smoker was quiet this time. It was probably because he didn't expect that Fu Qingzhou would actually find the note for his casual ridicule, so he simply shut his mouth and only sneered once or twice from time to time.
But this time, Fu Qingzhou didn't look for long before he had a rough target.
The paintings in the picture, the bookshelves in the room, and some places protected by poisonous smoke and poisonous arrow mechanisms are all places where this password may be used.
But just when he was about to study the landscape painting on the wall of the hall, his ears suddenly twitched.
The wooden window of the bedroom next door suddenly made a "click" sound.
Fu Qingzhou was shocked. He didn't even think about whether someone had climbed in or whether it was just a passing wild cat that touched the window. He immediately hid the note in his belt, pulled up his legs and headed towards the hall door. escape.
His reaction was not unpleasant, but it was still too late.
“Who is it!”
A deep shout was heard, and then a strong wind hit from behind, hitting the back of the head!
Fu Qingzhou's heart beat violently, and he rolled on the ground. The strong wind brushed the back of his neck and hit the door frame of the hall, sending sawdust flying everywhere.
He didn't see clearly what almost killed him. After getting up from the ground, he rushed out of the door.
But the man behind him came faster.
As soon as Fu Qingzhou took two steps, the strong wind blew behind him - it was a person rushing toward him!
In the blink of an eye, the man held down the back of Fu Qingzhou's neck and right shoulder. Fu Qingzhou instinctively wanted to draw out the short knife from his waist to fight back, but he stopped the moment before drawing the knife.
The death of the old Miao woman is related to Wandu Mountain. Could this person who suddenly came out be from Wandu Mountain?
In the blink of an eye, a huge force came from the man's hand. Fu Qingzhou couldn't fight back even if he wanted to, because he was pushed to the ground by the opponent.
"Who are you!"
A deep middle-aged male voice came from behind: "Senior sister just died, and you appeared here, could it be..."
Senior sister?
Fu Qingzhou's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "I'm not the murderer! I'm just a hunter in the mountains, and I'm here to find the murderer!"
"Humph..." The man sneered: "You Do you think I will believe it?”
"You see, my martial arts is not very high."
Fu Qingzhou spoke very quickly: "The owner of this house was once a disciple of Wandu Mountain. Even though he is old, he must have a very good martial arts. I How could he be her opponent? "
"Haha, you still want to lie to me?" The man continued to sneer: "Who would know that Senior Sister is from Wandu Mountain, except for the disciples? Hai!"
Fu Qingzhou replied without hesitation: "Lao Hai, the only doctor in the town, told me!"
Before the middle-aged man could ask again, he quickly said: "I was poisoned by something that looked like poison but not a poison, and looked like a curse but not a curse in the mountains. I came to the town to see Lao Hai for medical treatment. He told me that there was nothing he could do, but this The owner of the house was a disciple of Wandu Mountain, so I came here!”
“But she was already dead when we came today. Lao Hai said that I was hopeless, so I didn’t. I am willing to sneak in to explore in the middle of the night to find out if there is a way for me to enter the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains to save myself!"
What he said was all true, and his tone was sincere and true, and the middle-aged man pressed him hard. Lighten up slightly.
"Show me." He said solemnly.
Fu Qingzhou understood what he was referring to: "In the palm of my right hand." The next second, his right hand was opened by the middle-aged man.
"Well...it is indeed a troublesome curse." The middle-aged man whispered: "It's not like what I did at Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, and it won't be cast on you by my senior sister."
< br>The suppressed power in his body suddenly disappeared. Fu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and turned over to sit up.
It was only then that he saw the appearance of this middle-aged man - he was wearing night clothes like himself, but he was not masked. He was a middle-aged man with an old and vicissitudes of life and a burly figure. His beard makes him look a bit fierce.
I didn’t see any weapons on his hands. Could it be that the strong wind just now... was the wind from his palm?
"Thank you."
Fu Qingzhou smiled at the middle-aged man to show friendship: "I have no other intentions, I really just want to save my life."
"Well... I know. The middle-aged man nodded, his face calm: "You can go."
"Go?"
This is the second time Fu Qingzhou was beaten today, and he was stunned: "I still want to go." Want..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly realized what clues he was looking for! Isn't this the person from Wandu Mountain in front of me?
So his eyes immediately shone: "Senior, can you tell me how to cure the curse on my hand?"
"I don't know."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "I'm not good at these things. I can't understand your curse. I'm afraid only the elders in the mountain can do it. But you are not a Miao person and you can't enter the mountain."
After that, he said He waved his hand: "Don't even think about giving gifts to persuade. It's useless. It's a dead rule."
Fu Qingzhou froze on the spot, watching the middle-aged man return and enter the house, and seemed to not care about him anymore.
“Hahahahahaha!”
The smoker’s shrill laughter rang in his ears: “You’re stupid! You bumped into someone from Wandu Mountain, but they didn’t save you! Hahaha Haha! "
Fu Qingzhou resisted the urge to smash the stone in his arms, gritted his teeth, and strode to follow the middle-aged man's pace.
“What to do?”
The middle-aged man stopped and turned back abruptly, with a very unhappy look on his face: "The internal affairs of Wandu Mountain do not allow outsiders to interfere. If it weren't for the evil curse on you and your short life, I would have killed you to silence you now!"
"Senior."
Fu Qingzhou clasped his fists at him and said seriously: "I understand that you want to investigate the death of your senior sister. I can help you in this matter, but I also hope that you Give me a chance to go to Wandu Mountain to seek medical treatment."
The middle-aged man frowned: "Help? Why do you help me?"
Fu Qingzhou raised his head slightly. Looking directly at the other person: "I know that your senior sister hid something before she died."
The middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes shone with gleaming light: "What did you say?"
"I think it was the perfect time for Lao Hai and me to scare away the murderer."< br>
After Fu Qingzhou told his speculation about the death time of the old Miao woman, he added: "If my prediction is correct, when Lao Hai and I entered the courtyard, the murderer was probably still in the house and looking for someone. Important things, I just left quickly when I saw someone coming and didn't want to cause trouble."
"Now, that thing is still hidden in the house... plus you came so fast, I think it must be it. Something very important to Wandu Mountain."
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and said word by word: "What did you find in the house just now?"
"Senior, please agree to my request first."
Fu Qingzhou clasped his fists again and lowered his head: "The ants are still alive. This is my only chance to save myself. Senior, please forgive me."
中After the young man stared at him for a long time, he nodded and said: "Okay, I promise you."
Fu Qingzhou smiled: "In that case..."
With a touch of his hand, Half a tattered note appeared between his fingers: "I found this in the egg. There are two numbers on it - maybe there is half a note in this house."
(End of this chapter)