"And...this suit of clothes," the Taoist Master said suddenly, "is very similar to the clothes on the murderer just now."
"Huh? Taoist priest, have you seen his clothes?" Qin Yin asked.
The Taoist priest nodded, "I just saw it with Baomu through the crack of the cabinet door."
It's hard to imagine two grown men sticking their butts out and peeking in the closet.
Xiaolan shook her head to get rid of that scene, raised her head and said, "The murderer is the literary army."
Jasmine raised her chin, "Wen was mentioned in the broadcast just now and was an eyewitness."
"He was the one who captured the person," the Taoist priest pointed to the corpse on the ground, "He just explained what he had done by changing the protagonist."
Several people were still thinking, but Qin Yin slapped his thigh suddenly, "No wonder when I asked him, he said he was observing and said something was wrong, and then he changed sides. He discovered the murderer at that time.
It’s his own identity.”
"It must have been that when you pushed him out, the doll's coat in his hand was torn off, and he discovered the layer of clothes underneath." Qiao Nian took two steps, picked up a piece of fabric from the side of the cabinet door, and said.
This piece of fabric is the doll's original coat.
"What are you talking about? We didn't push him."
Xiaolan quickly nodded and said, "Brother Fool fell out on his own."
The others looked like they were cooperating with your acting, and nodded with dry smiles.
"Then why did Brother Fool keep the doll?" Baomu shook the doll a few times, then brought it to his nose and smelled it.
"Did he find any clues?" Jasmine said.
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately started searching around the place where the doll was found.
The Taoist priest was unexpectedly very involved, lying on the ground and searching carefully.
Jasmine suppressed the disgusted expression on her face and turned over the corpses around her.
The Taoist priest knocked on the floor, then lay on the ground and listened for a while.
"Dong dong dong..."
"Eh?" Baomu's eyes lit up.
The Taoist priest squatted down, pointed to a piece of floor and said, "This place is empty."
The floor was also red and full of scratches and cracks.
The Taoist priest put his finger into a crack, tested it a few times, and when his finger exerted force, the floorboard popped up with a bang.
Several hands stepped forward together and opened up the floor.
Under the floor, there was indeed a small, dark space, just big enough for one person to squat inside.
Several people looked at each other.
"If I'm not wrong," Jasmine said silently, "should we arrange for someone to go there alone?"
Then here comes the problem.
Several people were thinking and gradually focused their attention on Baomu.
Baomu's shoulders suddenly shrugged.
"What do you want to do?"
"You have the heart to let us girls go down?" Qiao Nian said pitifully, "Baomu, you are a man."
"I'm not...I...ah!"
"Go down, you."
Qin Yin clapped her hands and looked down at Baomu who was pushed into the hole by her.
Baomu stood up straight and was about to climb up when Qin Yin's big hand pressed over.
"Baomu," the Taoist priest squatted next to Baomu and smiled kindly, "don't worry, we will save you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yin pushed the tearful Baomu directly into the hole.
"See what's in there?"
Baomu groaned and squatted down, looking at his feet.
"What should I do...it seems...there seems to be a hole."
"There must be something in the hole!" Qin Yin grabbed the edge of the floor, "Take a good look!"
"Can't see clearly..."
"Put your hand in and fish it out?"
Baomu froze, "I don't want it."
"Do you still want to come out?" Qin Yin stood guard at the entrance of the cave, his shadow darkly covering the shivering Baomu. This suddenly lowered voice reminded Xiaolan of a certain horror movie.
Baomu made a decision between them, and finally felt that Qin Yin was more scary.
"It seems... there is something round," Baomu fumbled and gradually relaxed, "It's a bit furry, and there is a bump on the side..."
"Pull it out and take a look." Jasmine said.
Baomu retracted his arm, and a subtle sound of the pull-tab mechanism was heard.
"Boom-bang!"
"Eh?! Eh?!"
Everyone looked at the small door that suddenly closed and were stunned.
Bao Mu was locked in a cave.
His wails and cries came out of the cave in waves.
"Ah!—Taoist Priest! Save me! This is...ah, this is a head!—Ah!—"
"What should I do now?"
"How about prying the door open?" Qin Yin suggested.
The Taoist priest did not dare to listen to Qin Yin's suggestion. Two men had already been sent to the dark room indirectly by her. As the only remaining man, the Taoist priest decided to ensure his own safety first.
"Look, there are four handprints on this small door." Jasmine shouted.
As expected, there were four palm print-shaped depressions printed on the four sides of the small wooden door that suddenly closed.
"There are five of us." Qiao Nian held out five fingers.
"Xiaolan doesn't count." Jasmine said quickly.
"Ah? Why?"
"You're not Wenya anymore, what else can you do," Qin Yin said, pressing his right hand on a palm print, "Come on, come on, if it doesn't work, I'll replace you."
The four people stood on the four sides of the door and placed their four palms on the depression.
Baomu's howl gradually weakened.
The door didn't open.
"We may have to adjust our positions." The Taoist priest raised his head and said.
Jasmine stared at the door panel, nodded slightly and said, "Yes, look carefully, the colors of these four palm prints are all different."
At first glance, they all appear to be black palm prints, but in fact they are completely different colors, namely black and yellow, dark blue, dark red, and pure black.
"Our identity cards all have their own five elements, right?" The Taoist Master picked up his identity card.
"Yes, I am soil."
"I am fire."
"I'm Jin..."
"That's right," the Taoist priest straightened the identity card, "I am a water creature. These four colors may refer to this. After all, there is not much information on our identity cards, so naturally each one needs to be
Useful."
Yellow represents gold, blue represents water, red represents fire, and black represents earth.
The four people adjusted their positions.
Xiaolan quietly looked at her identity card, but there was no information related to the Five Elements mentioned at all.
It seemed that he was just a bystander in this party.
This time, the wooden door finally opened slowly.
Baomu held a human head in his arms, with an expression of giving up on life, and looked up at his friends in a circle.
"Baomu," Taoist Master Yu Xin couldn't help but stretched out his hand, "come out quickly."
Baomu also stretched out his hand, holding a piece of ginger paper in his hand.
He handed the paper to the Taoist priest and climbed up himself.
After that, he sat by the cave without saying a word, thinking about life.
"Brother Baomu, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine," Baomu shook his head, "I want to think about it."
Xiaolan and Qin Yin looked at each other uneasily.
"What should I do? Brother Baomu seems to be angry."
"I don't know either……"
"I'm not angry," Baomu gave a blank smile, "I just remembered something, a little something."