Chapter 106 Secrets on Clothes

"Thank you, Ma Ben." Feng Junyang smiled bitterly and said, "In the past, my master, the vampire Wang Ye Xuanji in Ziyang City, who you said, also told me that whether I am the son of Feng Wenbai or a descendant of the Mei family, I just want to be handsome!"

"Yes, life is not important, the important thing is that you dare to face your life. If you are just the son of Feng Wenbai, then bless you, you can find your antidote at ease, take your Wu Landuo back to your hometown after detoxification; if you are a descendant of the Mei family, you have a lot of things to do. You have to find out who the killers of the Mei family are, and you have to get justice for your family. You are going to Ziyang City to help Qinglingzi kill that person. Your aunt is Mei Lanyue, killing your master Ye Xuanji..." Ma Ben said with a smile, "You are very sad..."

Feng Junyang said helplessly, "What the ghost said may be true. The person in Jinmei Villa was poisoned by him, but he was not the one who set it on fire. Maybe their purpose is Jin Meiling! It's just that I don't know that Jin Meiling is already on the vampire Wang Mei Lanyue!"

"Feng Junyang, you spread this news!" Ma Ben patted his forehead and said excitedly, "In that case, ghosts will go to Mei Lanyue and let them fight!" He is not afraid that Mei Lanyue is a vampire for the sake of Jin Meiling! No matter what the result is, one or two will die, and after both sides are injured, we will come to an end!"

"This, this method is a little despicable, isn't it?" Feng Junyang grabbed his head and said.

"Isn't that the idiom saying: the mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch behind? Hello! This is the teaching of the ancients. Don't you listen to the teachings of your ancestors? This is a trick, not a trick! Your elm head has been harmed like this by Ye Xuanji!" Ma Ben knocked on Feng Jun's head and said.

"No matter what you say, it makes sense! Ma Ben, I'm sorry just now... I shouldn't have been so impulsive to hurt you... In fact, I knew you would take good care of her, but..." Feng Junyang apologized.

"It's okay. In the future, when you see my bare little finger, you will feel that you owe me a little... Not much, just so many little finger. Stop talking. Let's go around to see if there is any evidence left behind. Maybe we can find an antidote for you!" Ma Ben shook his head and said.

The two came to the basement. On the four walls of the basement, the candlelight was not extinguished. It was dry and refreshing, emitting a faint smell of medicine, not as cold and humid as other basements. In the middle of the basement was a huge alchemy furnace, but at this time it was cold. The firewood was extinguished, the residue remained, and there were some medicinal herbs on the ground that had not been crushed, a few empty bottles, and signs showed that their owner had left in a hurry.

Under the four walls, there is a long table made of bamboo, on which white porcelain bottles are neatly placed. Ma Ben picked it up curiously, and the white porcelain bottle was pasted with white paper with beautiful words written on it.

"The crane is red, kissing, the three smiles are scattered freely, the ten fragrant cartilage is scattered, the cartilage is red, the beauty smiles, the soul is dreaming around... Thousands of miles of warblers... Dreaming back to the south of the Yangtze River..." Ma Ben read the small words on the porcelain bottle and said puzzledly, "Feng Junyang, I still know a little about the front. The further I go, the more I don't understand what it is for."

"Put down! It's all poison! Don't listen to beautiful names. Beautiful women are poisonous, just like beautiful women are a disaster. Feng Junyang shouted through the Dan stove, "Don't open it. Some of them are transmitted through smell, and you are doomed. They are all white bottles, and I can't tell the difference between an antidote and poison..."

"I know. What kind of evil is that you?" Ma Ben said that he knew. He quietly glanced at Feng Junyang and didn't pay attention to his side. Unexpectedly, he stuffed a few white bottles into his pocket! He thought that they would face so many strong enemies and dangers that they could defend themselves with these things.

"Ma Ben, I warn you, don't be crooked. These things can't be moved randomly. In case you bring out poison and can't find an antidote, it will cause big trouble. Feng Junyang's careless reminder.

Ma Ben sweated and thought he saw it. Hearing that tone was just a reminder, he replied confidently, "I don't rely on these things to win. I have guns and wisdom..."

"Yes, don't be crooked. Ma Ben, I think this is just a pharmacy. There is nothing else. Let's go up. Feng Junyang said and walked towards the exit.

The horse promised, but his hand was restlessly on the wall**. He thought that the purple bamboo forest was full of organs. This basement was not that simple, but just a refinery. The woman in purple is unfathomable and doesn't know what she is doing in this underground.

However, Ma Ben was disappointed, and there was no mechanism on the smooth wall. As he touched, there were no cracks on the ground and no passages on the wall.

"The organs are all secret and will not be exposed to you. And they are all very clever. You see a painting, a candlestick, a doorknob, and maybe there is a mechanism hidden in them. Fengwu once said this sentence, and Ma Ben suddenly remembered it and suddenly opened his mind.

He looked at the high candlestick on the wall, and his eyes lit up. The candlestick looked strange, like a skeleton, which should have been opened. Thinking of this, he put his foot on the candlestick, which was a lot worse! He pulled the bamboo table full of bottles and cans in front of him close to the wall and climbed up the table to reach the candlestick.

As he pulled the table, there was a muffled sound on the wall, and then the light wall was separated to both sides, and an exquisite hut appeared! The wall of the cabin is warm pink, with a carved white jade bed in the middle, covered with a lavender curtain!

"Feng Junyang! There is...one, a small house!" Ma Ben shouted excitedly, "It looks like a boudoir in purple. Hurry up..."

"Ah!" When Ma Ben didn't finish his words, there was a creepy scream.

"Ma Ben!" Feng Junyang was shocked! Isn't it that Ma Ben was injured by a hidden weapon? Is it so easy for you to enter the boudoir in purple?

"Ma Ben! You speak!" Feng Junyang couldn't see the situation on Ma Ben's side through the Dan stove. Ma Ben did not respond. Feng Junyang took three steps and ran over in two steps.

It's okay. Ma Ben stood there stupidly. It's okay!

It's not good! There is another person standing there at the same time as the horse! They stood face to face, so close, with the tip of their nose against the tip of their nose! The man's hands tightly wrapped around the horse.

"Ma Ben, are you all right? Say something!" Feng Junyang approached warily, and Ma Ben and the man were motionless.

"Hurry up... move this man away..." Ma Ben gasped and said. He was held too tightly by the man and it was a little difficult to breathe. "I can't move. Once I move, his hand is tighter!"

"But I feel that this person is fake! His limbs were stiff, his face was expressionless, his eyes were blank, and there was no sign of breathing. Feng Junyang walked around Ma Ben and the man a few times. As he walked, he said, "This is a dummy made by himself in purple clothes. Ma Ben, you deserve to mess with other people's things. I said, did you enter the woman's boudoir? At least they also have protectors..."

"You're still laughing! But how can I get out of his passionate embrace? Ma Ben can't laugh or cry.

"Wait, Ma Ben, why does this person look like me so much?" Feng Junyang looked at the dummy's face. He looked too much like himself. If he pulled off his beard, he would be handsome!

"This person is Xie Lianqi!" Feng Junyang said, "Ma Ben, this is the husband of Ziyi, Xie Lianqi. Poor, Ziyi made a fake and gave himself a hug... Poor!"

"Pervert!" Ma Ben shouted, "Help me untie it!"

"How can I untie it? Won't you give him a hug?" Feng Junyang joked.

"Ok, I'll hug you. If you strangle me, I'll settle accounts with you!" Ma Ben said, reaching out and holding "Xie Lianqi" and "I feel so disgusting!"

Strangely, after Ma Ben hugged him, "Xie Lianqi"'s hand suddenly detached from Ma Ben's body and stood there motionless.

"Ouch! It's killing me! Purple clothes are disgusting! Get a fake husband to hug here!"

"I think she is quite pitiful." Feng Junyang said with emotion.

"Don't you hate her poisoning you? You don't really think of her as your mother, do you?" Ma Ben said incredulously, "Your concept has changed too fast! Yes, this person is so much like you! It seems that there is another evidence that you are her son!"

"Stop talking, go up! Hurry to Ziyang City to help Qinglingzi before dark.

"Okay, let's go." Ma Ben rubbed his sore arm, went to the bamboo table on the other side, and quietly moved the table. Unexpectedly, a small room also appeared on the wall, but inside was a small bed and a large wooden box.

"Ma Ben! Why are you so curious? I believe that below this is the living room in purple! Don't touch other people's things."

"Stop! Feng Junyang, first, I'm a detective. This is my occupational disease. Second, aren't you unknown? Just in time, you can find out if there is any evidence. Third, I'll find you an antidote!" Ma Ben said elotedly.

"I believe the first reason." Feng Junyang said helplessly, "Go in and have a look. Don't be entangled in anything!"

Ma Ben subconsciously looked underground and saw nothing. He boldly stepped into the hut without touching any mechanism. The box is unlocked, and there is a little thin dust on it.

Ma Ben opened the box, but there was a pile of children's clothes inside! He said in surprise, "Feng Junyang! Purple clothes did have children, and this box of clothes is the evidence!"

Feng Junyang hurried over and squatted beside Ma Ben. There were indeed many children's clothes, red belly pockets, cotton-padded clothes and quilts in the box. Looking at the small bed next to him, Feng Junyang nodded to Ma Ben and said, "It seems that Ziyi has indeed raised children. Is this child me?"

"Don't dream! Take a good look!" Ma Ben checked carefully and said cautiously, "You see, all the clothes are two sets, exactly the same two sets!" It's all new, and it doesn't seem to have been worn.

"Maybe it's well preserved." Feng Junyang picked up a red belly pocket and sighed, "Many children have this belly pocket. Every mother will sew a red belly pocket for their children. I have it too."

"I didn't. Maybe my mother can't do needlework." Ma Ben smiled, picked up the two clothes, and compared them over and over. "Feng Junyang, do you see? Each piece is embroidered with a plum pattern."

"Yes! Let me see." Feng Junyang compared the plum blossom pattern and said in surprise, "Ma Ben! You see, the pattern is the same, but the words embroidered on the neckline are different. This is a plum character, this is a wind character!"

"Mei? The wind? Ma Ben thought for a moment and exclaimed, "I know!"

"Ty it out!"

"Ziyi has two sons! One is you, which was given to Feng Wenbai, and the other is Xiaohe, which was sent to the temple!" Ma Ben exclaimed, "So, purple clothes are so good to Xiao He! Wait, I'll ask Xiao He!"

Ma Ben ran out with two red belly pockets and stood up in a daze. He couldn't believe it was true!

Xiao He waited impatiently at the exit and took a nap there. Ma ran up breathlessly, woke him up, and hurriedly asked, "Xiao He! Did you wear such clothes when you were a child?

Xiao He opened his sleepy eyes and looked at them and said, "My clothes when I was a child? I forgot all about it. It's all from purple clothes.

"Do you have embroidered plum blossoms on your clothes? What words to write?"

"This is the same. The clothes given by purple clothes are embroidered with plum blossoms. Write a plum character! Can embroidered plums write pear characters without writing plum characters? Write the word Li?" Xiao He answered in a stunned question.

"Stop it! Great! I found it! Xiaohe, go! No, Feng Junyang, come up and recognize your compatriots and brothers!" Ma Ben shouted and was very excited.