Li Chengze's sharp eyes focused on Xiaohua's face, as if he wanted to see the flaw in the young girl's face.

However, she was disappointed.

"The footprint of the third person was found at the scene. It was an adult man about 1.7 meters tall."

"It was Ye Chong, the housekeeper of Yunmeng villa. He was also at the scene at that time, but there were many affairs in the villa, so he had to leave." Xiaohua explained.

"So it is." Li Chengze glanced at the mirror. "Can you ask the housekeeper ye to cooperate with the investigation?"

Xiaohua thought you shouldn't go too far. Her face was a little angry. The mirror said faintly, "please go and invite housekeeper Ye."

Their eyes briefly looked at each other and quickly shifted, as if everything had never happened.

Xiaohua answered and turned and left quickly.

Li Chengze looked at her silently and dialed a phone with his mobile phone.

"Did the result come out?"

"Sorry, Professor Li, please give us a little more time..."

"According to the existing literature, the earliest origin of Yunmeng villa can be traced back to Princess Hualian of the Yue Dynasty. Yunmeng villa is another villa built by her. There is no record of this princess Hualian in the official history, but the unofficial history is compiled by later generations, and the authenticity cannot be tested."

Li Chengze raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows. "Don't worry. Take your time. I have a hunch that the discovery of the mummy will disturb the whole country and bring new discoveries to the moon Dynasty."

The history of Princess Hualian in the month Dynasty is very chaotic. There is no record in the official history. Up to now, historians can only learn from the unofficial history

After hanging up the phone, Li Chengze came over and said, "Miss ran, thank you very much for your cooperation. I may have to trouble you next."

"That's what I should do."

Li Tieling, stand in front of the other side of the door.

Similarly, he saw the representative things in the three wooden boxes at the door.

"Someone has come here. From the analysis of footprints, it's Miss ran. She entered the iron gate in the middle." Muzi said.

"The owner who designed these three secret rooms is very smart. It tests human nature."

Behind Jinshan and Yinshan is a dead end. The only way to live is hidden in the secret room in the middle. A machete represents absolute force. The owner here seems to be a person who advocates force.

Li Ling walked into the iron door in the middle.

"Team Li, be careful. A lot of mechanisms and arrays are used here. It's very dangerous. We'd better wait for experts."

Muzi invited experts in mechanism.

Li Ling pushed open the iron door and went in. A cold arrow swished in the face. Li Ling was calm in the face of danger and avoided it perfectly.

The tip of the arrow shot into the stone wall behind him.

Li Ling turned on his flashlight and glanced around quickly.

There are many footprints and traces of action on the ground. Judging from the size and depth of footprints, they should be left by the mirror.

There are many arrows on the stone wall. Judging from the direction and quantity, this is an airtight killing. A mosquito can't fly out.

Li Ling found that there was blue liquid flowing down on the tip of the arrow. He instantly judged that it was some kind of highly toxic.

What a terrible strength it is to be able to retreat in such a desperate battle.

"Team Li..." Muzi followed in and saw the scene. She was surprised and said, "is this... Did miss ran do it?"

She is clearly a little girl who has no strength to bind chickens. She has thin arms and legs. It's hard to carry chickens.

"This little girl is really interesting." Li Ling pulled out a long arrow and said, "take it back for inspection, especially the toxicity above."

Muzi wrapped the arrow carefully.

The stone gate in front was wide open, and there was the sound of a waterfall. As soon as I approached, I was assailed by the water vapor. The pressure of the water flow almost made me unable to open my eyes.

Suddenly, Li Ling's eyes coagulated and found a mobile phone on the ground near Shimen.

He went over and picked it up. It was a black mobile phone without a protective shell. The screen was broken.

"This should be the mobile phone left by Miss ran." Muzi said.

Li Ling put his mobile phone in his pocket and turned back the same way.

The remaining two secret rooms were handed over to mechanism experts to crack. Li Ling walked out of the cave and saw the mirror waiting at the entrance of the mountain.

The girl is slender and weak. She looks very weak. It's hard to imagine how she was killed from the encirclement of heaven and earth.

But this is enough to prove that the girl is far from that simple.

"Miss ran, is this your mobile phone?"

The bright mirror looked at the mobile phone in Li Ling's palm, "thank you, officer Li."

Reach out and take it.

Li Ling picked his eyebrows and looked at the gentle and beautiful face of the girl in the night, like a blooming youtan.

"Miss Ran's skill is beyond my expectation. I don't know where Miss ran studied?"

The mobile phone screen was broken and couldn't be turned on. After the mirror was put away, he said calmly, "it's just a fluke."

"Miss Ran is too modest." Li Ling shook his head.

"Miss." Xiaohua ran over.

Mingjing nodded slightly: "sorry, officer Li, I have something important to deal with. Next, Xiaohua will stay here for me."

"Please help yourself, Miss ran."

Li Ling stared at the girl's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This little girl is getting more and more complicated.

If she really wants to hide something, there's no need to call the police. This is her territory and her people.

But that's why he couldn't see through.

——

The news about the discovery of a mummified body 300 years ago in the underground prison of Yunmeng villa was very strictly concealed. As of 7 p.m., there was no way for the outside world to know except for several parties.

Mrs. Shen took a cable car to the hot spring on the mountain, had a simple meal on the mountain, and went to the open-air hot spring pool under the guidance of the waiter.

"God, it's so beautiful." Li Qingyao was stunned by the picture in front of her

The open-air hot spring pool growing on the edge of the cliff can appreciate the moon and starlight when you look up. The pool water is clear to the bottom and steams slightly, just like stepping into a fairyland.

Although it's on the mountain or in the open air, it's strange that it's not cold at all.

There are melons, fruits, snacks and tea beside the pool. If you are tired of soaking, you can eat some to replenish your strength.

While chatting, several people took a dip in the hot spring and enjoyed the moon and stars. It was very pleasant.

Down the hill.

At night, Yunmeng villa is more charming, with red lanterns everywhere, adding more charm.

Mingjing went back to the attic and changed his clothes. The two-story building in the northeast corner of the villa, with carved hurdles and corridors, is elegant and clean. It looks away from Phoenix Mountain and overlooks the grand scenery of Meilin.

Above the attic is the foothold of Mingjing in Yunmeng villa. The bedroom decoration is antique and elegant.

After changing clothes, the mirror picked up an emerald on the dresser.

It's a ring-shaped sapphire. It's transparent and glittering, pure and flawless. It's shining with a warm luster under the light. It's beautiful.

Holding it in the palm of your hand, a faint warmth comes from the jade body, which is transmitted to your heart through your limbs and bones. It's like being in a hot spring, comfortable and warm.

The mirror raised the sapphire. Under the light, there was a red mark on it that was difficult to find by the naked eye, like a trace of blood, rippling among the green waves.

The handed down treasure "soul separation", also known as tear soul.

It is said that it was melted by the tears of the goddess and was the purest incarnation in the world. It was awarded to Su Jiang, the God of war on earth. Later, its whereabouts were unknown in several wars. The so-called soul separation is the power to gather souls and separate souls. As long as you haven't drunk the bowl of bridge soup, you can return to life under the power of soul separation.

However, due to the violation of heaven, users must sacrifice their lives.

The combination of yin and Yang, the justice of heaven, and the exchange of one life for another.

The mirror quietly observes the departed soul under the light. If the living wear it, it can not only beautify and beautify the face, but also prolong life and eliminate disasters.

In ran Bowen's antique notes, all the information about the soul separation is recorded.

In order to find it, ran Bowen spent a lot of energy, but it was in vain after all.

The bright mirror points sandalwood and sits cross legged in silence. In the faint sandalwood, his hands are folded and his soul is separated in the palm, which is slightly hot.

Its last story unfolds slowly in the dust.

——

In the dark, two dark shadows slowly approached the attic.

"Sister Zhen, I'm a little afraid..." Li Jiaojiao looked around and her body trembled slightly in the cold wind.

Zhao Zhen didn't have a good way: "just go if you're afraid. Don't pull my hind legs."

"Forget it. I'd better follow sister Zhen. I'll be your striker."

Zhao Zhen didn't bother to pay attention to her. He looked at the two-story attic in front of him. There was a male bodyguard at the door. It was easy to be found as soon as he approached.

Zhao Zhen thought for a while and said, "you lead him away. I'll go upstairs and have a look."

Mrs. Shen went up the mountain. She hid herself in the small attic. Zhao Zhen's intuition must be something.

Li Jiaojiao was a little afraid. In Zhao Zhen's white eyes, she hardened her head and went out.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the north. The bodyguard looked cold and rushed over quickly.

"Meow..." A cat barked in the dark, very lifelike.

It was a cat. The bodyguard was relieved.

At this moment, Zhao Zhenfei quickly walked around from the other side and went to the attic. He relied on the visual blind spot to avoid the eyes of the bodyguard.

Zhao Zhen cat walked to the door with her waist, her ears close to the crack of the door.

There was no sound in the room. It was too quiet.

Carefully opened the door a crack. For a moment, Zhao Zhen frowned and the tip of his nose stirred.

Very strong jasmine fragrance.

This kind of incense is very rare and precious. Although it can calm the mind and calm the nerves, this dose is very easy to make people fall into illusion and paralyze the nervous system, which is very dangerous.

Zhao Zhen covered her mouth and nose, pushed open the door and went in.

On the inner bed, the mirror sat cross legged, his eyes slightly closed, his hands folded, motionless.

In the incense altar next to it, Jialan is quiet.

What the hell is she doing?

Zhao Zhen approached the mirror and stretched out a hand to shake it in front of her. The mirror didn't respond. The whole person seemed to be settled.

Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed across the mirror's face, and a trace of resentment flashed across the bottom of her eyes. Only at this time could she vent her emotions without scruples.

If you scratch this face, will Xiyu come back.

Glancing aside, there was a dagger on the table. Zhao Zhen's mind was hot and subconsciously grabbed the dagger.

At that moment, the soul seemed to be shocked. Zhao Zhen was frozen in place, and the hand covering his mouth and nose trembled slightly.

A faint fragrance floated into the tip of the nose along the finger gap. Zhao Zhen's body tilted and fell to the ground.

Her eyes stared blankly at the beam above her head, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

She seems to be floating in the clouds. The sun above her head is so dazzling that she can hardly open her eyes. There is a breeze blowing in her ears. The chirping birds come and go, and everything is so real

"Good news, good news. The imperial palace of song Xiangyu, the prince of the government, was appointed by his majesty to explore the flowers..."

The girls all over the city were moved by the wind and scrambled to enjoy the heroism of tanhualang's parade.

A young man dressed in moon white robes rode a tall horse and beat his horse through the cheers of the crowd.

The sword eyebrows, stars and eyes are gentle and elegant. They not only have the noble demeanor of aristocrats, but also have the natural and unrestrained detachment of Jianghu Rangers.

Compared with the No. 1 scholar who knows the fate next to him, the new tanhualang has too outstanding appearance and temperament.

That's true of talented teenagers.

The whole city is a sensation, and your heart is full of love.

Zhao Zhen was mingled in the crowd, with crazy screams almost piercing her eardrums on both sides. She was stunned.

What happened?

Everything splashed on the girl's face, but it was so clear.

Zhao Zhen was carried forward by the stream of people. She squeezed hard and shouted, "stop, stop..."

It's more terrible than the current star chasers. What the hell is this?

If this is a dream, please wake up as soon as possible.

In the scorching sun, she saw the tall horse in front of her and the figure of a handsome man in the turbulent crowd.

With a flash of eyes, there seems to be a very familiar figure in the opposite crowd.

Before she could be shocked, she felt dizzy and weightless. She seemed to fall into a black hole and her body fell uncontrollably. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the house of carved beams and painted buildings.

The servants who came and went were jubilant, and a middle-aged couple came out excitedly.

Zhao Zhen saw tanhualang pass through her body and kneel at the feet of her husband and wife.

A family of three was immersed in joy, and a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

"The edict came."

"In heaven's honor, the emperor ordered that song Xiangyu, the son of the Duke of Fu, be honored by the toad palace. I am very pleased with my young talents. I should choose a virtuous daughter to match me. My beloved daughter, Princess Hualian, is kind and sincere, respectful and sensitive..."

As the eunuch's last voice fell, the whole audience was quiet.

"Congratulations, son-in-law."

The man was pale and knelt rigidly on the ground. He didn't answer for a long time.

Zhao Zhen frowned: "the emperor is ill. How ugly is Princess Hualian? It's too bullying to be able to get married. She has to be a tanghualang."

What she could make complaints about was that she could not help listening to what she could not hear.

"Hello, tanhualang." Zhao Zhen stood in front of the man. Even if he couldn't hear or see, he shouted, "refuse if you don't like it. No one can force you."

However, she forgot that in this strict feudal society, no one can challenge the authority of the monarch.

The man's face was pale, his teeth clenched, his head lowered and his hands held high.

"Song Xiangyu, thank Lord long en."

Seven words, as if issued from the chest, imply deep helplessness and sadness.

After seeing the crowd, Zhao Zhen stood a familiar figure. Before she could react, the sense of weightlessness hit again.