Chapter 108 The Mysterious Intruder

Real-life statue? Purple clothes are really versatile! He can not only make poison, detoxify, raise golden silkworms, make silver needles, plant strange flowers and plants, but also sew needlework to make clothes, make statues... Feng Junyang smiled bitterly and didn't know that he had been blessed in several lifetimes and was reincarnated as the son of such a woman. I really don't know whether to feel sad or lucky.

He moved the bamboo table in the basement to the original position, and the wall slowly closed, and everything seemed to be back to normal. There are still two walls that have not been opened. Feng Junyang walked over and wanted to move the table to see what was inside. On second thought, in case another monster popped out, it would delay his time to Ziyang City.

He silently walked to the basement and reached the escalator above, stood on the escalator, slowly ascended up, and reached the ground, feeling that the air was much fresher. Ziyi often moves underground. No wonder he has a strange temper and is moody.

Going to the front door, he saw the grain and withered white flowers sprinkled on the ground. The last time he came here from another entrance with Xingju and Ma. The horse ran to the door and touched the code left for Xingju. Grain and white flowers sprinkled on the ground... Now, Xingju has died, although he and Ma Ben said that Xingju has been reborn. That's just their own comfort. He looked at the back door melancholy. There was only a music box accompanying the once humble star chrysanthemum. He said silently in his heart: Xingju, rest in peace, we will not forget you...

Feng Junyang inadvertently glanced at the back door and found that the small bamboo basket on the back door also fell to the ground! Someone has been here.

He walked over warily, with the white flowers scattered on the ground, trampled on, and fresh leaf juice. Maybe someone came in just now.

If you are a person in purple bamboo forest, you must be familiar with the road, will not know the code you left, and there is little chance of accidentally turning it over.

Has he been delayed for too long, and Ma Ben found it? But the last time Ma Ben was attacked by this bamboo basket and saw the bamboo basket at the back door, he would not be so careless...

Outsiders? Just now, the organ of the Purple Bamboo Forest was closed by itself. Now it has not had time to restart. Purple Bamboo Forest has always been a place where people in Qianfo Town dare not set foot. Now it is rumored that Purple Bamboo Forest has been poisoned outside. Maybe someone has come in to investigate...

He was framed as the one who killed Chang Baicao, and now he appears in the purple bamboo forest, and it is even more difficult to get rid of his name when he is seen by others! He wanted to start the organ of the Purple Bamboo Forest and let the person who came in have no way out!

This idea flashed, and Feng Junyang was suddenly scared by himself! Why did such a "cruel" idea come out all of a sudden? Is this the same truth as Xiao He said that "to be a doctor is to learn cold-blooded first"? But if you are found by the people of Qianfo Town and dragged to confess, then who will rescue the people of Ziyang City? I am familiar with Ye Xuanji. If I go there, I will help Qing Lingzi. I can't help thousands of people. I have no choice but to be cruel and start the mechanism of the Purple Bamboo Forest!

In fact, Feng Junyang also accidentally found the mechanism of the purple bamboo forest. He just came in from the other side and went to the glass cylinder that had been soaked in Wu Qianhe. Thinking of Qianhe and the little fox, he couldn't help sighing. So he deliberately walked around and found that the chair was a little strange, as if it was connected to the ground. He sat on it curiously, and the chair could rotate. He rotated to the right, and the chair sank! He was scared, but there was a light in front of him immediately. He sank into a small room with the chair and could only accommodate one person to stand. The opposite wall was full of valve-style things, each of which was written in small words: exit, entrance, basement, river... He guessed that this was the valve, so he put them all The department pulled down and closed all the organs.

At this time, Feng Junyang looked around and quickly got to the chair. He turned right and the chair sank. There was no accident. He opened all the valves of the mechanism. Even if someone wants to break into the purple bamboo forest, alone or a small team of people, and enter the purple bamboo forest, they are looking for death.

Feng Junyang took a long breath and suddenly felt that he had learned to be so calm, as if he had been selfish in doing all this, afraid that the purple bamboo forest would be destroyed and the half-life painstaking efforts of purple clothes would be trampled on. He didn't understand his feelings for purple clothes, and he couldn't say hate it, let alone like it, but he clearly knew that he sympathized with her. No matter before, when he didn't know her background, or later, he gradually understood the connection between himself and purple clothes. This sympathy has never dissipated.

He slowly walked out of the house in the purple bamboo forest and turned around to close the door. He knew that if someone broke in, it would be useless to close the door, but it seemed to be a habitual action. He closed the bamboo door.

The moment the door closed, he seemed to hear a long scream! A muffled voice came, as if it were coming from the ground.

He gently opened the door and tried not to make a sound. The scream was clearer. It did come from the basement.

When he just came up, he didn't find anything strange in the basement. It was so wide that he didn't see anyone else. Is it in the other two walls that he didn't open? Or... or the sound of Xie Lianqi? Don't believe it, there are enough strange things you have encountered!

He reached out to touch the horse and ran his gun. Damn, the trousers pocket was empty. It must be the old ugly man who was worried about it and took it for himself! He casually touched a sharp knife on the table, found the entrance of the basement, and the inclined ladder slowly sank.

As soon as he got to the basement, he found something wrong! The basement was dark, and the candlelight on the four walls was extinguished. Reach out and don't see five fingers!

And the scream just now also disappeared.

Did you hear it wrong? But how did the candlelight in the basement go out?

He leaned against the wall and judged the situation in the basement by his hearing. When a person's vision is useless, his hearing becomes extremely sensitive.

There was indeed an abnormal sound in the basement. The sound was very small, like a mouse nibbling something. The source of the sound made him a little shocked, and the sound came from the statue of Xie Lianqi.

My God, he didn't scream with a broken arm, did he? Feng Junyang made a joke to refresh himself. The sound just now was a little louder, as if something was scraping on the ground.

"Hey! Who are you? If there is no sound, I will activate the organ!" Feng Junyang's voice roared in the basement, as if he was not talking.

The voice over there was obviously louder, and it seemed to be a little anxious, making a low roar.

Someone may have really broken up. When he started the mechanism just now, this person was plotted! Now the basement is dark. I went there rashly. Maybe I will be trapped. Go up and find a light source first, and then take a closer look.

He retreated two steps to the inclined ladder, went up, and suddenly patted his head and blamed himself: "Why are you so stupid? The organ in the basement has obviously been activated! After starting the organ, the basement may be dark to prevent outsiders from entering. You can't think about purple clothes according to ordinary people's thinking. You have to think against it.

He sat down in purple again and closed the valve of the basement mechanism. Back in the basement, as expected, there was a red light in the basement, and the candles on the four walls lit up.

Walking through the alchemy furnace, the scene in front of him surprised him! The sound really came from the statue!" Xie Lianqi's hands were in a hugging posture. In his arms, to be precise, there was a person stuck in the middle of his hands!

The man was small and short, and his head was stuck between Xie Lianjian's hands and could not move. The scream just now may have been Feng Junyang's activation of the mechanism. The little man was attacked and "hugged", and then struggled to break free. The more he broke away from the hug, the tighter he became, until he lifted his whole body. The sound of blowing back and forth on the ground that Feng Junyang heard was made by his feet. Later, the sound of "snoring" It was the sound from his throat asking for help.

Look at him, he is just an eight- or nine-year-old child. Maybe he accidentally broke in. Feng Junyang secretly shouted that it was dangerous. Fortunately, he turned back, otherwise he would have accidentally injured his life.

Just now, Ma Ben was hugged. Feng Junyang joked that he should give him a hug back, and his hand was released. It seemed that the dummy's mechanism was at his waist. Feng Junyang touched his waist with his hands from behind. "Xie Lianqi" hands were put down regularly. The little man fell face to the ground with a "dong" and remained motionless.

No, there may be something wrong. Feng Junyang hurriedly turned the little man over and prepared to check the first aid.

The moment he turned over, Feng Junyang was shocked and pale. This man's face was full of red and purple scars, his facial features were twisted and deformed, and there were only two small holes left in his nose...

Isn't this the flower slave of Lanyue Villa?

Why is he here? Feng Junyang knew that he was a man but not a ghost, but the short clown flower slave was controlled by the moon and was inconvenient to move. How could he be free to run to the purple bamboo forest?

Moreover, he ran to the basement!

Humph! He helped Zhou abuse at the Moon Villa, and he was kicked off the cliff by his fierce foot. Although he was not dead, he embarked on another strange road of life. Before he was asked for this account, he sent it to him!

Wake him up first! Ask again. Feng Junyang poked on the flower slave. Fortunately, he had both breathing and heartbeat, but he fainted from suffocation and lack of oxygen. The air in the basement was not smooth, so he decided to take him to save him.

Like holding a child, he easily picked up the flower slave to the ground, put him on the bamboo board** where he had slept, opened the window, and the breeze blew in. He pinched the flower slave. The clown actually sat up in a straight and confused place with bean-sized eyes. Turn.

He glanced around a few times before he saw the handsome wind in front of him and was shocked! With a bang, he rolled from the bamboo ** to the ground and ran away!