Inscription of Different Cases

After dinner, the two went back to their room to rest, and only sneaked out as planned in the dead of night.There are guards patrolling all over the manor, and the lanterns under the corridor are three steps apart, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.Fortunately, they kept the general terrain in mind during the day, and now they only chose to walk along the densely wooded path, which did not arouse the awareness of the night guards.

"Do we need so many people on duty at night?" Han Lang couldn't help muttering when the two were lying in ambush among the bushes.

"It just proves that he has a ghost in his heart." He Yijiu laughed secretly.

The two walked forward and backward like flying, with only a gust of wind blowing.It seems that there are no other guests in the whole manor except them. Although there are many houses, they are all empty and uninhabited.Fang Yuan seemed to have rested in the bedroom early, and the two approached the door and window, and he could still hear him snoring inside.

He Yijiu gestured to Han Lang, meaning to look elsewhere.Han Lang understood, and followed him quickly to the roof not far away.The two didn't stop, and rushed towards the highest front hall in the manor like a falcon.Standing on the roof of the front hall, the night wind made their clothes flutter. This place has a great view, except for the lake area that is blocked behind the mountain, the whole manor can be seen almost.

The two looked around without saying a word, suddenly Han Lang put He Yijiu's shoulder and pointed to the distance: "Do you feel that the defense over there is extremely tight...?"

He Yijiu followed the reputation, and sure enough, there was a small two-story building in that place. According to Fangyuan during the day, it was the warehouse of their manor, and he also took them in to have a look. There were only piles of old furniture inside.But now in this dim night, the guards in that place are extremely dense, and the lights are as bright as a stage at a temple fair, which makes people feel more hairy.

"It's too obvious, like a trap." He Yijiu muttered.

"It's possible," Han Lang mused silently, "I have no choice right now, even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, I have to go and see for myself."

The two watched the gap between the guards patrolling, and managed to sneak into the room.It was still dark inside, with a strong musty smell.They stooped and fumbled around, but they found nothing. There was a thick layer of dust everywhere, and there were even cockroaches crawling past their feet.

"It's not like a place where people often come." He Yijiu mouthed to Han Lang.

Han Lang also thought it was weird. If that was the case, why were there so many people on duty outside? Could it be that there was a trap?Just as he was thinking, he continued to search along the house, when his fingers suddenly touched a clean wall, which was cold to the touch and uncharacteristically smooth.At this moment, a ray of light passed by outside the window, and he quickly squatted down to avoid being seen, and touched He Yijiu's shoe with his heel.

The other party turned around after hearing the news, leaned over and squeezed together with him. "What's wrong?"

Han Lang made a silent gesture, their cheeks were almost pressed together, and their breath was full of each other's smell.It wasn't until the guard's lantern was removed that Han Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the wall for He Yijiu to see.

He Yijiu immediately went over to check, Han Lang stood by the side to watch out, his ears were erect, he could hear every little disturbance. "It's a secret door, it's locked." He heard He Yijiu whisper, and then there was a slight sound of metal rubbing. The other party should have pulled out some tools and was trying to pick the lock.

After a short while, He Yijiu said softly: "It's done." Then there was the creaking sound of the door being pushed open.Han Lang couldn't help thinking, it's lucky that He Yijiu was here with him, otherwise no one he knew would have this ability.He didn't expect that He Yijiu would have copied it the next moment, and the man blew into his ear again, and said with a secret smile, "Is your husband amazing?"

"It's amazing, you're the only one." Han Lang cursed in a low voice, and kicked him on the crook of the leg.The other party staggered, but still stood firmly.

Inside the secret door is a corridor that can't be seen, with twists and turns, and bottomless.Han Lang took a deep breath, and He Yijiu also withdrew his playfulness. The two looked at each other, and each walked forward in a guarded posture.Unexpectedly, they had just taken less than ten steps when there was a loud bang behind them.He Yijiu reacted faster and rushed over, but he was a step too late, the door closed instantly, as if it had been sealed.

Han Lang also rushed up, no matter whether the two pushed or pulled hard, the door remained motionless.Then he slapped it on the head and cursed: "I was plotted against!"

He Yijiu was also so angry that he hit the secret door again, and after a muffled sound, he was knocked back a few steps.Han Lang even drew his sword and tried to break the door lock, but the whole door was completely integrated with the wall like a stone, and there was not a single inch of gap to be found.The passage was pitch black, and when he turned around, He Yijiu almost tripped over him, and the two stumbled and rolled together, making a mess.

"It's so embarrassing," He Yijiu sighed, groping to help Han Lang up.The latter put his sword back into its sheath, and said helplessly, "It's really a trap."

"Then who knew it and rushed in?" He Yijiu pulled his ears jokingly, trying to make his voice more relaxed.Han Lang smiled wryly and said, "Forget it, let's go down."

The two of them walked down the wall, the place was very narrow, and a tall man like He Yijiu had to bend his neck so as not to rub against the roof, and Han Lang had to hang his head slightly, feeling that the road was getting steeper and steeper, almost into a slope.Han Lang was so nervous that his lips became dry, and He Yijiu also closed his mouth and remained silent. After walking for an unknown amount of time, the front suddenly became bright, and the two came to a small stone room.

The air was damp and stuffy, exuding a musty smell that had been stagnant for many years.According to the direction, they probably walked to the bottom of the lake in the villa.This stone room is only about five zhang wide, and a night pearl hangs above it, emitting a half-bright and half-dim gleam.Han Lang couldn't help staring at it for a long time, it was the first time he saw such a clear color.The night pearl, as bright as a candle, couldn't help sighing: "This is so beautiful."

"Like it?" He Yijiu asked.

Han Lang didn't answer. After a while, he looked away and continued to look around.The walls of this stone room were rough and uneven, and the two of them had just stopped for a while, when the door behind them was sealed tightly again, and they couldn't be opened no matter what.

He Yijiu twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, as if he was not surprised by the strangeness, "You don't want to suffocate us, do you?"

Han Lang kicked the sealed door in vain while cursing, and when it was too late, He Yijiu yelled in shock: "Hold your breath!" But it was too late.Poisonous smoke seeped out of the cracks in the surrounding walls in an instant, spreading like ghosts.Although the two of them covered their mouths and noses tightly, they still couldn't help inhaling.Han Lang instantly felt tightness in his chest, unable to exert all his strength, and then his head began to sting like a flame.He suddenly had a premonition that he was about to die here, and he struggled to touch He Yijiu.The other party also reacted in the same way. They clasped their hands together. He saw He Yijiu gesture with his eyes. Those aqua blue eyes seemed brighter than ever before, with a strange gleam faintly.But Han Lang's drowsy mind was completely dead, unable to think.

The poisonous smoke completely filled the stone room, he lost consciousness and fell into the boundless darkness.

"Uh……"

Dull pain, pain in every inch of my body.

The nasal cavity was burning, as if some spicy liquid had been poured into it, and it was difficult to breathe due to choking.Han Lang opened his mouth to shout, but his voice was stuck in his throat and it was difficult to make it out. In the end, it only became a monosyllabic moan.

This is where?

His legs were bent and could not be straightened, and when he moved with difficulty, he encountered a hard obstacle.He wanted to stand up, but felt his head was hit by something, and there was only an inch of space left for him. For a moment, he thought he was dead, already in the coffin.

Then he found that he was still breathing, and the surrounding air was humid, but it was more or less circulated. Sure enough, he felt a few holes for ventilation from the top of his head, but they were the size of fingertips, and he couldn't pry them open.What the hell is this place?He cursed secretly, his nasal cavity was so hot that he wanted to cough. After a long time, he finally realized that there was a smell reverberating around him, which was the strong smell of wine.

Could it be...he was locked in a wine vat?

Han Lang almost wanted to laugh wryly, thinking what kind of punishment this was, it was too aggrieved.The throat is hoarse, and the voice cannot be uttered. Even after a slight adjustment of breath, the meridians are blocked, and the whole body is weak, and I can't exert any strength.It seems that it was either caused by the poisonous smoke from before, or that the wine had the effect of dissipating kung fu. No matter what the reason is, he has lost all his internal energy now, and even Feng Buyan has been taken away. Ordinary people with the power to bind chickens.

What about He Yijiu, did He Yijiu also get the idea?When the two were trapped in the stone room at the same time, the other party must have been doomed.Han Lang was so anxious that he couldn't help shouting the other party's name hoarsely, but there was no response. Instead, he was choked by the alcohol and coughed, almost coughing up his lungs.

In this dark prison cell, he didn't know the passage of time, and he didn't know the change of day and night. When he thought that he might not be able to escape, and his future life and death were uncertain, his heart was gradually filled with despair.He had never heard of this way of dealing with prisoners, and he didn't know whether Fang Yuan wanted to lock him up like this until he died, or release him for interrogation in the future.He hoped it was the latter, as long as he could leave this place, even for a moment, it would be a chance to escape.

I am afraid that I will be starved to death here.

He touched the cold tank wall and pressed his forehead tightly against it.The biting chill brought back a little reason, and he began to think about what to do now.The most important thing is to find a way to get in touch with the outside world. You should always figure out where you are.If the yelling doesn't get through, then try something else...

He touched the tank wall, bent his knuckles, and knocked hard three times.

After a long wait, at the moment when he thought it was ineffective, three identical knocking sounds sounded muffled not far from outside.

Han Lang was overjoyed, could it be He Yijiu?Or another prisoner?But what did the same three beeps mean? He couldn't figure it out. Could it be a signal, or just a sign that there was someone next to him?

To verify, he tapped his knuckles four more times.As expected, there were four identical voices coming from the next door, with the same rhythm.Aside from joy, Han Lang was a little distressed, what was the other party trying to convey to him?He thought for a moment, then knocked five more times, no longer a monotonous rhythm, two times harder, three times lighter, and then quietly waited for the other party's reaction.A moment later, there were five knocks from the next door, but inexplicably changed to three light knocks and two heavy knocks.

Han Lang turned his head around and couldn't understand it.He didn't know much about codes, he only knew that the military would use rhythms, birdsong or poems to convey confidential information.A predecessor had a book that specifically listed five-character verses as a code, but he, a county lieutenant, didn't need to know these at all. Although he had read it, he had almost forgotten it by now.

That being the case, could it be that lightness is flatness, and heavyness is flatness?What does it mean?Han Lang racked his brains to contemplate, the mediocrity, the mediocrity, the mediocrity... It seems to represent... please march?

Han Lang's head swelled into two big ones, what's the meaning of please march?If you want him to support him, how can he save others now that he can't protect himself?Han Lang secretly sighed, and after careful recollection, he knocked out the meaning of "surrounded by thieves". Unexpectedly, after a while, the other party knocked out "great victory", which confused Han Lang again.

Could it be that he made a mistake, light is flat, heavy is flat?That's even more impossible. If you replace it with such a sentence, neither sentence will make sense.Han Lang was so absorbed in his thoughts that he forgot about his situation, thinking that he was analyzing the case in the county government.It seems that five-character poems don't work, and thinking about it, if the other party is not a member of the military, they probably won't use this method to convey messages.

Could it be that he was overcomplicated?

He knocked a few more times indiscriminately, and the other party still sent a response, five times, once slowly, and four times urgently.

Han Lang was so annoyed that he felt like cursing: Why did he change the rhythm again, is that person sick? !

What's the point now?He broke out in sweat, and the only sound left in the space where he couldn't see his fingers was his restless breathing.Fortunately, it was Han Lang, who was smart and quick-witted, and had a top-notch investigation. He thought about everything faster than ordinary people.At this moment, he had an idea, and suddenly realized: Could it be the bellman's bang?

This is much easier than a military code, and even children know what it means.One slow and four fast, it is the fifth watch.But... what does the fifth watch mean?

current moment?What's the point?Whether he underestimated that person too much or underestimated it, this is not as good as a five-character poem, at least it can match the password!

Han Lang was so depressed that he wanted to catch that person out and ask him about it. Later, he gradually realized that no matter what he knocked, the other party would respond, but it was messy and irregular.When he almost suspected that the other party was idle and bored to tease him, he suddenly heard a muffled sound like an impact from the next door, followed by an exclamation of "Ouch", the tone was very familiar.

... Who else could it be if it wasn't He Yijiu?