Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly froze: "No... your family is not short of people to clean..."

"I'm anxious that there is no shortage of people who clean, but I'm afraid that those who clean our family will silently greet you in their hearts when cleaning... After all, you have a good idea. If you practice it yourself and enjoy the people, you probably won't have these annoying problems!!"

Feng Chenglin's black face: "...then...then forget it..."

If such a large mansion is really created, those who clean up every day will probably be exhausted!

With a embarrassed smile, he took two steps quickly and pushed the hall gate, but no response.

Looking around, I didn't find anything like locks, so I couldn't help scratching my head.

"San Young Master, is there any mechanical sect or something on this door? Why can't I push it?"

He also had self-knowledge, knowing that Ji Kuo and others were not his strengths, so he took two steps back and let Ling Luoyu step forward.

After Ling Luoyu tried to push it, Daimei suddenly clumped, looked in through the crack of the door, and suddenly raised his right hand.

"knife!"

The old shopkeeper quickly handed his dagger up and looked at the crack in the door following the direction of Ling Luoyu's dagger.

"Mr. Ling, you don't doubt that these... these two doors were tied from the inside, right?"

"How is that possible?" Feng Chenglin responded casually: "If it is tied up from inside, it means there is still someone in this room..."

Before the words were finished—

"Click!"

The clear sound of collision came along the dagger, and in the quiet night, the hearing was extremely clear.

"Three... Young Master..." Feng Chenglin tilted his head and glanced sideways: "What did you...have you got it?"

Ling Luoyu turned the sword blade of the dagger: "It seems to be a door bolt!"

Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper looked at each other in an instant—

"Fuck..."

“It’s really…”

This hall was actually tied up from the inside.

"Impossible, Third Young Master?" Feng Chenglin pushed Ling Luoyu away, narrowed his eyes and looked inside: "How could this thing be tied up from inside? Could it be the mechanism created by those people who have been on the top...the previous life?"

The four words "Ancient ancestors" came to his mouth and were changed by him again.

Ling Luoyu tried back and forth, penetrated the dagger from below, and lifted the door latch.

"Kaku..."

The sound of the door latch opening made Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper take two steps back at the same time, and raise their heads alertly to look at the palace gate and around.

"This...what the hell is going on?"

"Who would lock himself in the hall... and even the door bolt was dropped?"

“…”

Ling Luoyu's movements suddenly stopped, and suddenly thought of something. He suddenly let go of the dagger and turned around thinking about it to look outside.

"Fatty, what can you see from here?"

Feng Chenglin looked along her gaze and was confused: "This... is closer, it is these marmoset lamps, and it is farther... it is the ruins!"

"Yes! Ruins..."

Ling Luoyu's dagger pointed to the distance.

"That place, the ruins...it seems to be a place where the fight is, right?"

"……right……"

"Now it seems that the ruined land is facing this room..."

Feng Chenglin couldn't help laughing: "San Young Master, you are not going to say... it's because there are fighting in that place, and all... some people hid in this hall and fell on the door latch?"

"In theory...it's possible!"
Chapter completed!