"Gongshu?" Chu Xunyu asked strangely: "What is the interpretation of the word "Gongshu?"

"It is possible that an elder from our Hongdao Sect long ago defected from the Gongshu family." Guanyue took advantage of the dim fire and looked at the font on the wall.

"Is it possible that Gong Xunyu is not difficult to lose?" Chu Xunyu was shocked.

"It's this person." Guan Yue turned around, looked at the Huo Zouzi in Chu Xunyu's hand, and said with a wry smile.

"The meaning of Miss Mei Wan's words written by these two words is not..." Chu Xunyu asked with some disconfidence.

"It is very likely that, from the current situation, if it was written by him, everything would be explained." Guanyue himself was also a little lonely, straightened up, shook her head and sighed.

The two of them stopped talking for a while. Looking at the faint fire in their hands, Chu Xunyu thought of some things recorded in the books of his family before: It is said that a long time ago, the Gongshuoist produced a young talent. It is said that this person has a very smart brain and is good at solving various problems. He claims that there is no problem in the world that can stump him, so people call him "It's hard for Gongshuo".

The Gongshu family is recognized in the world. It is a master-level family of various mechanisms and traps. It is good at making various weapons, machinery, mechanisms, etc., and it has a very good reputation in both the mortal world and the cultivation world. Later, it was not until this young talent was born that he not only inherited this intelligence and was good at using it, but also an excellent skilled craftsman who improved and manufactured various equipment. For a time, it was valued by the mortal emperor.

Later, when he reached the age of experience, the elders of the clan responded to the request of the mortal emperor at that time and sent this young man to the world and followed the emperor. Who knew that that era was an era of war. As the war intensified, Gongshu Monan also followed the request of the emperor at that time and created various siege equipment and other torture props. Although it was beneficial to the controllers of the royal power at that time, it caused great killing in disguise, causing innocent mortals to suffer more severe and harsh disasters.

As time went by, the war ended, and Gongshu Mohan's own thoughts were greatly affected, becoming extreme and extreme. When he returned to his master's sect, he was naturally not accepted by his family, and his family blamed him for helping the evil. Gongshu Mohan saw that no one understood him, so he left the family and wandered around the world in anger. Until he met the head of the Hongdao Sect at that time, the head of the Hongdao Sect at that time admired the young man's decisive thoughts, so he accepted him and left him to be an alien elder. It is said that Gongshu Mohan was because he entered the Demon Sect and practiced the Demon Sect in his later years. He became more moody and more powerful in creating some incredible equipment, until his whereabouts were unknown.

Some people say that he has died under the heavenly disaster, some people say that the Gongshuo cleaned up the portal, and even more so, it is rumored that the Hongdao Sect itself dealt with this person because he harmed the Hongdao Sect's own people. In short, the image of this person in his later years was an old madman with unknown whereabouts.

Thinking of this, Chu Xunyu's face looked a little ugly, because this crazy genius of Gongshu, Gongshu Mo Nang created some really unacceptable props, and there were specific records in the family's classics. Chu Xunyu thought that when he was very young, he read the stories of these unofficial history and essays, including the stories of some characters, which scared him so much that he didn't dare to sleep. The story of Gongshu Mo Nang and the things he made himself were fortunate to be elected one of them.

Chu Xunyu raised his head and asked, "Daoist Guanyue still needs to go deeper?"

"Of course." Guan Yue did not hesitate, "The life of the lady is in danger. Even though this elder Gongshu has all kinds of bad deeds in the rumors, it has been a thousand years ago. How can we still be afraid of this guy from a thousand years ago? We must face the difficulties and find the lady." In comparison, the horror of the old madman this thousand years ago is really not as good as the anger of the head of the Hongdao Sect now. If he goes back, the head of the east window will lose the lady by the head of the sect, I am afraid that all the torture instruments made by the old madman of Gongshu will be used on himself.

Asked this question, but Chu Xunyu had already firmly determined that no matter who this person was, the person who could carve the triangle eye pattern on the door must have something to do with Xiao Xiao, and he would definitely go to the end and check it out clearly.

Thinking of this, Chu Xunyu's expression returned to his usual calmness and said seriously: "Since that's the case, let's go." Just as he was about to turn around, suddenly, a clear and audible sound came from behind him, which seemed particularly harsh in this dark room.

This is the first time since I came here, there has been a sound from the outside world. Chu Xunyu and Guanyue looked at each other, one touched the sword in his hand, and the other held the folding fan tightly, turned around slowly, and looked over calmly.

Chu Xunyu moved forward with his left hand, and held the fire high and was about to prepare for the sudden situation in front of him. The two were unable to prepare, and suddenly they saw the situation in front of him clearly, and both of them were shocked.

It turned out that when I came in just now, I was just watching the small words on the wall next to the door, but I didn’t pay attention to what was inside. Now facing the whole room, I could see clearly with the fire. Is this?

I saw a small pool in the middle of the room, and a huge water wheel was squeaking and rotating. However, the pool was filled with not water, but blood. The whole room was filled with the smell of blood. It seemed that the smell here was emitted from this pool.

With the huge water wheel carrying the slow sound, every time it rotated, blood was brought into the pool, and a strong smell of blood was emitted from here. Seeing this situation, Chu Xunyu and Guan Yue both jumped out of his mouth: "Crazy!"

Walking slowly along the edge of the pond, I saw the surrounding corridors filled with various agricultural equipment, and there were spinning wheels used by farmers, which were placed there casually, and some iron plows that plowed the fields, leaning against the corner of the wall.

"What the hell is this?" Looking at the incredible water wheel in front of you, smelling the fishy smell of air, Guanyue looked around and asked again with sighing.

"How can the place that the madman has made can be inferred by common sense." Chu Xunyu shook his head, replied casually, and then slowly walked to a loom. Looking at the ragged loom, Chu Xunyu carefully drew out the sword and touched it with the tip of the sword. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he put away the sword and slashed it on the machine with his hands. Who knew that the machine suddenly began to run on its own.

"Huh?" Chu Xunyu was stunned. The machine would leave by itself. Seeing the machine slowly weaving a piece of ragged fabric.

Guan Yue was also stunned at this time, walked closer, looked at Chu Xunyu strangely and asked, "Why, Brother Chu has also studied the weaving technology?"

Chu Xunyu gave him a blank look: "Don't say that there is no research, even if there is, can I weave cloth in such a place?"

That's it, but the loom kept constantly. Under the eyes of the two of them, they couldn't weave it back and forth. The squeaking sound echoed the sound of bloody flowers carried by the water truck in the pool in this empty room.

The two of them were patient. Soon, the spinning wheel weaved a small piece of cloth. Chu Xunyu picked it up and caught fire. When they looked carefully, they were shocked. The fabric was printed with a woman, with her hands tied behind her head, and one end was drooping, covering her face. She wore a blue shirt and exposed a pair of jade feet. Looking at this dress, which one was not Mei Wan? The background was an inverted triangle eyes, and she looked at the two of them in a playful way, and they appeared vividly.

"Miss?" Guanyue was shocked, "No, my lady is in danger."

"Not necessarily, fellow Taoist Guanyue will take a closer look." Chu Xunyu pointed below. When Guanyue looked, it turned out that the woman in the picture was surrounded by two children, and her eyes were staring at the woman above.

"This kind of picture seems to have some meaning." Chu Xunyu said quietly staring at the picture.

But Guan Yue was very anxious because from this picture, no matter what, it was not a good sign, and she had already gone to the other side to find the way out.

Chu Xunyu was about to continue to study it more closely, but suddenly the fabric turned into a handful of dust and slowly slid down from his fingers. At this time, Chu Xunyu was stunned and looked down at the bottom of the loom, only to see a shuttle of silk threads below. He picked it up and looked carefully, and there was no clue. The only thing he knew was that the silk thread had become seriously aged. It seemed that the fabric just now was also aging because of the aging of the material.

Chu Xunyu sighed, bent down, put down the shuttle, and suddenly saw two small characters engraved on the bottom of the machine, which were crooked: "Wovening".

"Huh?" Chu Xunyu looked familiar, but she seemed to have some impression. No, this ragged loom seemed to be...

"Senior Wangchen, how is it inside?" Shang Qian asked, looking at Wangchen who had just jumped out of the well.

Wangchen jumped out, patted the dust on his body, and shook his head and said, "There is nothing abnormal in this well, it's just a dry well. How could they suddenly disappear?"

"This, Brother Chu and the others will not have anything to do, right?" Shang Qian asked worriedly.

"No, let's do it. Let's go back to Xiang Temple first. I will divine it and ask the heaven for fate. You will know it at a glance." Wang Chen frowned and stared at the wellhead and said.

The two returned to Zhixiang Temple. Without further ado, Wangchen returned to the room. With a long sleeve, his natal magic weapon "Wanyan Scroll" appeared on the table. At this time, Wangchen pinched his hands with ten fingers, and a string of ancient and profound magic tricks were slashed. The Wanyan Scroll was easily unfolded. Wangchen's right hand gently placed flat on the Wanyan Scroll, and waved a wave of white light flashed, and various words on the bamboo slips continued to appear. After a long time, a word "shock" appeared on the bamboo slips. Wangchen was stunned. However, after a long time, another word "hazard" appeared. Shang Qian asked nervously: "Senior Wangchen, what should I do?"

Wang Chen said nothing, staring straight at Wan Yanjuan, and his right hand continued to lay flat on it. At this time, a last wave of white light jumped past, and two words finally appeared on the bamboo slips, which were connected together: "No danger."
Chapter completed!