That day, the three decided to take another trip to the peculiar eastern part of the city.
Bai Huai Shui walked around the room with a folding fan in his hand. When he saw a painting, he began to criticize it, "This painter is too commercial-minded. Even if it sells for a high price, it can't be considered artistic."
Hu Li's gaze fell on the painting, but he was thinking about how Bai Huai Shui's young master was indeed not in vain. He could talk about the elegance of painting.
On the wall hung a landscape painting.
In Hu Li's eyes, it was no different from any other landscape painting.
Hu Li looked suspiciously at Bai Huai Shui, who was making things worse. Jiang Yu walked to the other side; his senior uncle insisted on accompanying him. This completely slowed down Hu Li's progress.
Bai Huai Shui touched the worthless painting with his hand, and just as Hu Li was about to pull his senior uncle away, Bai Huai Shui shook his hand, and the painting fell down.
Bai Huai Shui scolded Hu Li in his mouth and didn't bother to deal with the ruined painting.
The sunlight slanted into the room through the small window, revealing a wall with a different color from the rest.
This was the part that was usually covered by the painting.
Bai Huai Shui reached out and covered it.
The part where the painting was originally hung slowly moved to the left, and the wall suddenly became a passage leading to who knows where.
Bai Huai Shui felt the cold breath from the passage and immediately smiled, "A secret passage? Is this a story from the rivers and lakes?"
Who knows what luck Bai Huai Shui had.
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Hu Li pretended not to hear Bai Huai Shui's words, took the knife from his back, and walked into the secret passage.
The passage could only accommodate one person at a time. Bai Huai Shui followed two steps behind, chattering, "Hey, could it be that the treasure of King Liang is here?"
Hu Li listened attentively to the sounds in the passage.
Although it was midsummer, the cold coming from underground pierced Hu Li from head to toe.
Finding the secret passage from Xu Xiazi's house, it was almost certain to lead outside the city.
But it was also natural. Xu Xiazi blatantly sold clothes under the guise of King Liang's treasure. Over the years, how could he not be afraid of people breaking the rules? Inside the shop, there must be countless secret passages for him to escape. Perhaps Xu Xiazi only appears here on the 15th of May every three years.
Hu Li thought for a moment, and there was no noise behind him.
"White Huai Shui?"
In the narrow passage, there was no response for a moment, and there were no people around.
Hu Li gritted his teeth and cursed Bai Huai Shui, then turned back to look for him.
"What's wrong, Junior Brother?" Bai Huai Shui's voice came, along with his footsteps.
Bai Huai Shui approached, picked up the candle from his pocket, and lit it.
The candlelight shone on Bai Huai Shui's face.
His handsome white face looked somewhat sinister.
It turned out that Bai Huai Shui went back to get the candle. Hu Li reluctantly endured it, reminding himself that Bai Huai Shui was just a peacock.
"Let's go." Hu Li endured and listened to Bai Huai Shui's random guesses again.
The passage seemed to twist and turn around half of the mansion, but it didn't seem like it was going to leave.
Bai Huai Shui stumbled behind and said, "Hey, could it be that King Liang's treasure is here?"
Hu Li concentrated on the movement in the passage.
Bai Huai Shui tripped behind him, staggered a step, and barely stopped.
Hu Li felt that the person behind him had stopped moving again, so he turned around to mock Bai Huai Shui, but before he could speak, he followed Bai Huai Shui's gaze.
In the narrow passage, there was a recess in the corner of the wall, and a person was buried in that recess, as if part of the wall.
This person was completely motionless.
Most likely, he had long since met his demise.
"Ts, killed someone to cover their tracks when fleeing, this move is high." Bai Huai Shui said sarcastically as he held up the candlestick.
Hu Li ignored him, squatted down, and leaned closer.
Bai Huai Shui saw his nephew's skilled appearance and couldn't help but sneer, "I said, nephew, you've only been hanging out with Jiang Yu for a few days, and you already have Jiang Yu's style."
Bai Huai Shui stood up while Hu Li crouched.
Hu Li couldn't get any light from Bai Huai Shui, so he had to lean in closer. Bai Huai Shui, tired of watching, bent down and brought the candle's light closer.
With the faint light.
Hu Li saw the man clearly.
The man's face was pale, and any part of his body not covered by clothes was purple.
Blood stains at the corner of his mouth had already dried up.
This death scene was particularly familiar. Hu Li's expression froze.
Bai Huai Shui propped up his chin, bored, and even noticed Hu Li's sudden change, then asked, "What's wrong? Surprised to see a dead person?"
Hu Li picked up the dead man's hand.
The hand was claw-like.
The appearance of death was grim.
Hu Li said nothing, stood up, and quickly walked out of the secret passage. Bai Huai Shui called out to Hu Li, who had gone back to look for someone, but Hu Li's treacherous nephew had already abandoned him. Bai Huai Shui sighed lightly, "There's really no way."
After that, he turned his head and glanced at the dead body again before leisurely walking out.
When the two brought Xu Xiazi out of the secret passage, a bedsheet was laid on the floor of the room. The sheet was brightly colored, perhaps a little too much.