Chapter 11 Mystery

In the airtight room, a few lights were burning slowly.

On a certain wall, there was a pool of black liquid that had solidified on it.

The room was filled with a very strong smell of blood, and it was revealed that something important might have happened here not long ago.

In the center of the house, there is an Eight Immortals table, and a box is quietly placed on it.

In fact, it is not a box, its size can be called a box.

"Baiyue Box?"

Han Fei recognized what this box was at the first time, but the box was locked at this moment and there was no way to open it.

Han Fei was also very curious about why this box appeared in Liu Yi's mansion?

"How could he show up here?"

When Zhang Liang said this, he subconsciously looked at Yang Yu, but Yang Yu's attention was all on the blood on the wall at this moment.

Yang Yu was standing there, his eyes never left the wall. Looking at the seal slightly sunken in the wall, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Why did that person just now refuse so much? Did she..."

"She may know what." Zhang Liang's reaction was very fast. He knew who the person Yang Yu was talking about was, and answered Yang Yu's words as soon as possible.

Yang Yu turned sideways, looked at Zhang Liang in the darkness, and nodded.

"Indeed, his attitude was too strange. He must be hiding something. And when you asked him just now, he obviously answered you very smoothly. This is not a sign that a woman who just died of her husband should have."

The expression on Zhang Liang's face seemed to be thinking, as if he had thought of something.

After watching Zhang Liang think, Yang Yu stepped forward and took a picture of the box.

"Please take this thing back. Maybe it's useless. Just tell him we're going to collect evidence! But when we go out, there may not be someone on the scene."

It was exactly the same as Yang Yu expected. When the three of them came out of the secret room, there was no one in the room, as if nothing had happened.

Only Liu Yi's lonely body was lying on the bed, as if telling how miserable he died.

After bringing the box back to Zilanxuan, Yang Yu called Weizhuang over.

Zi Nu was also very interested in this box. After looking at the box, Zi Nu sat next to her and poured a cup of tea.

After pushing the teacup to Yang Yu, Zi Nu spoke.

"This is what you took back from that dead man? How to open it?"

As soon as Zi Nu's voice fell, she saw Wei Zhuang lifting the curtain and walking in. At this moment, Wei Zhuang was covered in cold air, as if he had just come from some cold place.

Wei Zhuang first glanced at Yang Yu, then set his eyes on the box.

Looking at the box, a strange color flashed through Wei Zhuang's eyes.

He reached out and knocked on the box, and the originally solid box opened the moment Weizhuang's hand touched the box.

In fact, with Yang Yu's strength, he opened this box without any effort, but Yang Yu doesn't like the feeling of opening it himself, and he prefers to watch dramas.

Yang Yu thinks he has a little bit of bad taste, and he likes to see other people's eyes that are surprised or other emotions.

And there is a strange symbol in the opened box.

"Is this a Baiyue symbol?"

Zhang Liang's eyes were always on that box. You should know that it is difficult to open the machine in this box, but Zhang Liang really didn't expect that Wei Zhuang had already opened the box as soon as he took action.

Listening to Liu Yi's question, Yang Yu nodded.

“It is indeed a promise of life and death.”

The egg tower, which had no expression on the box, had heard Yang Yu's words, instead showed a slightly raised eyebrow.

He may not be very clear about why Yang Yu is so familiar with such things.

"It seems that this matter is also involved with Baiyue..."

When saying this, Yang Yu's eyes were always on Wei Zhuang.

Indeed, the biggest doubt in this case is why Liu Yi died so bizarrely, and even died in his own home. It happened that he still had this box at his home.

Even if you don’t think about it, it is impossible. Liu Yi’s death has become a fact. Now the most urgent task is to see where Liu Yi died.

Whose hands die?

Looking at Liu Yi's back without looking back, Yang Yu raised his eyebrows and drank the tea in his hand.

"Princess Honglian seems to have asked you to go to the show recently?"

Since returning, Han Fei has been very busy and has never met his dear sister for a long time.

After hearing Yang Yu's reminder, Han Fei remembered that he and Princess Honglian had such an invitation.

Looking at the gradually gloomy sky outside, Han Fei's eyes hesitated.

"She has already made an appointment with you several times. Do you have the heart to not go? And you might hear some information once you go."

In fact, in the true sense, Yang Yu and Princess Honglian were just meeting each other, but Yang Yu was still quite interested in Princess Honglian.

After all, Princess Honglian was later Chi Lian.

In the real world, Yang Yu was very obsessed with the Qin Shi Mingyue series for a while.

One of the characters who had a deep impression of Yang Yu among the Qin Shi Mingyue was Chi Lian.

A love break has always been a tragic character for Yang Yu. His family and country were destroyed to take revenge and followed his beloved, but his beloved never looked at him.

I don’t know what the Honglian Princess looks like now.

Through a brief contact on that day, Yang Yu just looked at it. Princess Honglian was very generous in both movements and habits.

Otherwise, how could he be loved by the general?

"What news?" Han Fei turned his head and looked at Yang Yu, with some confusion in his words.

His sister has always been asking him out for fun, but Han Fei has never thought about what information he might have heard during the game.

After all, in Han Fei's heart, he always thought that his sister was a child who was indifferent to the world and had never experienced any disturbances.
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