Help! I just woke up and was stabbed by a big kid

Qin Zhaoyue saw black stains on the straw, which looked like blood.

He looked around carefully, then said, "Clear all the debris on the ground."

The scattered soldiers in the team gathered together immediately. Qin Zhaoyue left the house, and the soldiers went in to carry wood and hug hay.

Qin Zhaoyue frowned as he watched them work.

The things on the ground looked a lot and messy, but in fact there were only a few. Four or five people worked together, and before they had to do two rounds each, they had already cleared it all, revealing the buried ground below.

What is surprising is that the floor of this dilapidated thatched-roof adobe house is paved with stone bricks.

In villages and towns where agriculture is the main production, it is very rare to find people with stone brick floors in their houses. Most of them are made of solid land that has been repeatedly tamped down with stone hammers, and the terrain is very high. The yards and roads outside are also made of land, which will be softened when it rains.

When the ground dries up again, it will become uneven. It's okay for a bullock cart, but if a horse carriage runs faster, it may make people fly.

Even in Gu Dashi's house, the floor of the house is still made of dirt. It seems that only Uncle Beideng's house has a stone floor.

This is even more true for Liuli Town and Yangshu Town where Qin Zhaoyue is located. They are far less huge and prosperous than Yuning Prefecture. The entire town is not paved with stone bricks, let alone this broken thatched house.

The sense of disharmony told Qin Zhaoyue that there was obviously something beneath the stone floor.

"Pry open the floor." Qin Zhaoyue said.

There was no need for him to check the mechanisms of the slabs one by one.

There was an inexplicable emotion in Qin Zhaoyue's heart urging him: Hurry up, find out the secret of this room!

The soldiers were all experienced, and it was easy for them to pry off a loose, repeatedly used stone slab. They used the heavy iron swords in their hands to loosen the soil at the base of the wall, cut along the gaps between the square stone bricks, pry out the dust, and then move the edge of the stone slab from under the wall and apply force, and a stone brick will fall off.

Several people went in different directions and slowly lifted up the floor of the entire room. There was dark soil underneath, and there was nothing unusual.

It was not until they pried up the four stone bricks near the middle that they finally encountered resistance. The stone slabs could be shaken slightly, but could not be pried up.

"Let me take a look."

Qin Zhaoyue squatted in front of the four stone slabs to check.

The dust on the slab had been swept away and wiped with a damp cloth, and some smooth friction marks could be clearly seen in the middle of the slab. After the dust in the gaps in the slab was swept away, there was a very clear narrow black hole at the center point where the four corners converged.

"It seems that a strange case in the previous dynasty mentioned such a design." Zhong Hao said, "That was a rebel party that intended to rebel. Among them was a master of mechanical devices, a descendant of the Mohist school, who was quite proficient in these strange and tricky skills. He used mechanical stone gates to hide the entire rebel party's base in the belly of the mountain."

"It seems that this is also a mechanism." Qin Zhaoyue said.

"Is there a keyhole in the middle?" Jingcun asked.

Qin Zhaoyue took out the key and was about to insert it into the hole when Jingcun stopped him.

Considering that he didn't know what these stone slabs were for and whether they contained hidden weapons or mechanisms, Qin Zhaoyue stepped back a little and let Jingcun step forward to take action.

The head of the key easily inserted into the hole, but the stone slab did not move. Jingcun tried to twist the key, but there was great resistance, but he could clearly feel something inside the stone slab slowly turning with the key, twisting open, and finally making a click.

The force on the key eased and Jingcun took it out easily.

There was a clicking sound of springs from under the four stone slabs. The stone slabs rose three inches and expanded in all directions, revealing a pitch-black hole underneath.

"Really!" Zhong Hao was very surprised. Seeing his expression, he almost wanted to throw himself on the ground to study it. "But this kind of design with a key is relatively simple in terms of mechanical engineering. The tombs of our dynasty have already had more sophisticated designs."

"Your Highness, wait a moment." Jingcun went down with his sword, and one of his men followed closely.

Qin Zhaoyue stood there without moving.

When the slate opened he smelled a distinct smell of blood.

A moment later, there was a fierce fighting sound from the underground space, and the surrounding soldiers immediately came to Qin Zhaoyue's side. But the fighting sound was fleeting, and after a dull sound of falling to the ground, Jingcun's voice came from below: "Your Highness! You can come down now."

Qin Zhaoyue immediately went down the steep stairs connected to the cave entrance into the space. The stairs spiraled downwards, and after walking about two or three meters down, Qin Zhaoyue's eyes suddenly opened up.

This is an underground room that looks like a dungeon hall, but the shape of the walls is not very regular. It should be a reconstruction of an abandoned cellar or an existing underground cavity. There are many torch stands and candlesticks on the wall, and five or six torches are inserted, making the room quite bright.

The walls were covered with bloodstained torture instruments, and there was a table in the hall with some bowls and chopsticks on it. There were also food residues that had not yet dried and solidified, which meant that they had just been used.

There was a corpse dressed in coarse cloth on the ground, which looked somewhat similar to the sentry they killed outside.

Deep in the hall are three prison cells.

Qin Zhaoyue was stunned for a moment for some reason.

From the middle cell came the sound of chains colliding. The sound was somewhat hurried.

Jingcun took down a torch and walked to the three cells.

He paused for a rare moment, then hesitated for a moment: "...Your Highness, there are people inside."

Qin Zhaoyue almost ran to the three cells.

In the outermost room, a person was lying on a straw mat, his breath was so weak that it was almost gone. The white clothes on his body were almost completely stained with blood, and then dried and turned black, and it was impossible to tell what they originally looked like.

In the middle room, a man was hung on an iron frame. He was also covered in blood and looked miserable. Under his unkempt hair were two bright and startling eyes. He held the chain in his hand. When he could see Qin Zhaoyue's face clearly by the firelight, he struggled with almost all his strength, and the chain in his hand made a banging sound.

"Your Highness, they..." Jingcun frowned.

"Qin-Qin! Lu, Lu..."

Qin Zhaoyue recognized the voice almost immediately: "Yu Hu! Quick, open the cell door and let him out!"

Jingcun picked up his sword and broke the padlock of the cell, then entered.

Qin Zhaoyue looked at the person with a weak breath in the outer cell again and had a terrible guess in his mind.

He drew his sword and split open the outermost cell, then entered the room, followed by his men holding torches.

Qin Zhaoyue squatted beside the man and shook him gently, but the man did not respond at all. Only his extremely weak breathing could be heard.

Qin Zhaoyue leaned closer to take a look, and in the darkness, he only saw a blur.

The light of the torch approached, illuminating the face of the man on the ground.

Qin Zhaoyue's pupils constricted.

This face...