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Chapter 62

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    Lingshou County

    Rejuvenation Church

    The night was hazy, and it was raining lightly outside the window again. As summer approached, the rain gradually increased.

    Feng An got up and closed the window, then sat back at the desk again, and carefully read the ledger of the medicine.

    After looking around, he stretched himself and stood up, took off the lampshade, picked up the oil lamp, and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

    The entire Huichun Hall is divided into three parts, and the one facing the street is used as a facade to see doctors and get medicine for guests.  The courtyard in the middle is used to dry the newly harvested herbs, and there are more than a dozen charcoal stoves for boiling medicine in the corners. The courtyard is surrounded by a piece of more than a dozen houses of different sizes, which are used to accommodate employees and family members.

    Feng An, who came out of the study, went to the yard first with an oiled paper umbrella, checked the herbs drying under the shed, and after confirming that the cover was tight, he walked around the porch to see if the shop assistants were resting.

    Since being appointed by the old shopkeeper five years ago, this is something Feng An must do every day.  After everything was checked, he went back to his room with peace of mind and turned off the lights to rest.

    Bang bang!

    Not long after closing his clothes and lying down, Feng An heard a knock on the door.

    "Who is it?"

    "My lord, something has arrived!"

    Hearing the response from outside the door, Feng An lost all sleepiness and sat up quickly.

    Creak!

    The moment Feng An opened the door, the man in black standing at the door flashed into the room with a swish of damp and cold air.

    Regarding the behavior of the man in black, Feng An didn't find it unusual. He stretched out his head and looked around the door. After making sure that he was not following him, he closed the door again.

    The sky was covered by dark clouds, and the room with the door closed was pitch black, only vague outlines could be seen.  Outside the house is the sound of rainwater accumulating on the eaves and falling to the ground.

    "Bring something, follow me!"

    "yes!"

    Feng An deftly opened the bed, opened the entrance to a secret room, and quickly jumped in.  The black shadow that entered the room also followed without hesitation.

    After the two people entered, the bed board was driven by a mechanism and slowly closed.

    Bang bang!

    Feng An lit the lamp in the basement with a flint, the candle flickered, shrouded in dim light, and only then did the figures of the two people appear.

    The one in black was a thin middle-aged man with a pair of sinister and treacherous triangular eyes.

    Feng An obviously knew the man, so he just glanced at him and said, "Did you see the thing?"

    "When I first snatched it, I took a look!" Triangle Eyes said with a smile.

    Although his strength is stronger than Feng An's, his status in the Hall of Blood Slaughter is far below Feng An's.

    Feng An is the deacon of the Blood Killing Palace in Yuzhou, and he is just a thug.

    "Take it up!"

    "My lord, please look!"

    The man carefully placed an old wooden box in his arms in front of the candlelight.

    By candlelight, Feng An first looked around and confirmed that it was just ordinary willow before lifting the lid.

    Following the opening of the lid of the box, a rotten and mildewy smell immediately rushed over.  Feng An blew lightly to lighten the smell, and then began to check.

    There are three thread-bound books in the wooden box. The paper is yellow, there are many molds on the corners, and a few moths can be seen. Obviously, the books are old.

    Seeing the horrible appearance of the books, Feng An couldn't help frowning.

    "Are you sure it's this thing?"

    "The villain looked carefully at Lu Xiucai's house, and there was only such a box!"

    "Has anyone asked?"

    "I have used all the means, and I will only ask this one when I die!"

    Under the torture of the Hall of Blood Slaughter, even an iron-clad man can't stand it, let alone a weak scholar.

    Hearing what Triangle Eye said, Feng An endured the discomfort, picked up the three books and looked through them.

    A copy of "Thousand Characters", a copy of "Shuowen Jiezi", and a copy of "Lu Tong's Travel Notes".

    In addition to "Lv Tong's Travel Notes", which is an isolated book, the other two are common books in the world.

    "It looks like fake news again!"

    After flipping through the book, Feng An showed disappointment on his face.

    "The villain thinks so too!" The man echoed.

    "Regardless of whether something is true or not, your contribution will not be missing in the door! At the end of the month, I will settle it with you!"?With a seriously injured body, he went to the bedside and opened the mechanism, revealing the entrance passage.

    The moment the passage opened, Feng An tilted his body and jumped in.  He never put his hope of survival on the pity of the shadow behind him.

    He has designed a lot of traps in the secret room, even if he is an innate expert, it is impossible to break in at will. As long as he persists until tomorrow, when the people in the city find something abnormal, he can be rescued.

    No matter how daring the black shadows outside were, they would not dare to slaughter wantonly in the city.

    "Uhmy stomachahh!"

    Feng An, who had just jumped off, took only two steps. Before he had time to be happy, he fell to the ground, hugging his abdomen, foaming at the mouth, and twitching non-stop.

    Slap!

    A landing sound was heard, and apparently the black figure also jumped up.

    Then the candle was lit by the shadow, revealing Song Yifei's appearance.

    Seeing Feng An who was lying on the ground and about to lose his breath, Song Yifei clicked his tongue and said, "I don't know why, but you still have to thank me for giving you the poison!"

    I'll fuck you second uncle!  If you said that, I must have thought it was a hemostatic pill!

    Feng An could only curse in his heart, and then his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

    [You enter a secret room, illuminated by candlelight, your eyes are attracted by an old wooden box on the table] (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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