Dao nodded, put his palm against the stone door on the right, and then with a slight exertion, the stone door was pushed open silently. While pushing it open, Dao threw a smoke bomb into the room.
Dao and Yun Jingchu ducked in one after the other.
After entering, I discovered that it looked like a prison cell.
On the four walls of the room, people were tied one after another, as many as fifty or sixty people, all of them were in ragged clothes and stained with blood. In the center of the room, there were various torture instruments. Among them,
There is also a burning charcoal fire.
Whether it was because of the smoke bomb or because they themselves were unconscious, all the prisoners in the room lowered their heads and fell unconscious silently.
"Let's go take a look and see if we can identify these people." Yun Jingchu ordered and walked towards the prisoner closest to him.
The prisoner looked to be in his early twenties, with a scruffy beard on his face. It looked like he had old and new wounds on his body, his complexion was pale, and his ribs on his chest were distinct. It seemed that he had been locked up for a while.
Yun Jingchu looked at them one by one and found that these prisoners were all about the same age and in similar situations.
At this moment, Yun Jingchu didn't find anything special, but he heard the sword say "Eh" in surprise.
Yun Jingchu turned around and asked, "What did you find?"
"Miss, come here and take a look. This man has a tattoo on the inside of his arm." Dao pulled a prisoner's arm and waved to Yun Jingchu.
Yun Jingchu walked over quickly, then looked along the finger of the knife, and found that there was a small tattoo on the inside of the prisoner's left upper arm, near the creaking hole. It was a pattern of auspicious clouds, and the color was silver. Under the light,
, a slight flash after the meeting.
This place and color are very difficult to find. If you didn't look carefully, you would probably miss it.
Yun Jingchu perked up and then ordered: "See if anyone else is there."
"Yes." Dao responded, then walked to the person next to him, pulled up his left arm, and found that there was also a small auspicious cloud pattern on the inside of his arm.
Next, Dao and Yun Jingchu looked separately at the inside of everyone's left arm and found that everyone had this pattern.
"My subordinates guess that these people are either members of a secret sect or dead men of a certain family." After seeing everyone, he said to Yun Jingchu with his sword.
Yun Jingchu nodded and was about to speak when he heard the sound of the stone door being pushed open.
Yun Jingchu and Dao exchanged glances, and the two hid behind a huge box in the corner of the room. At the same time, they sprinkled a handful of powder into the charcoal fire...
These powders are the antidote to the smoke just now. When the powder volatilizes when exposed to fire, it can instantly neutralize the poison inside, so that no one coming in from the outside will find out.
As soon as the two of them hid, they heard the sound of the stone door being completely pushed open, and then the sound of footsteps...
Listening to the footsteps, there was more than one person coming, there were more than ten people, and the people who came had extraordinary skills.
"Wake them up." A cold voice came from outside.
Yun Jingchu recognized this voice as Mo An.
"Yes." Someone responded.
Yun Jingchu quietly peeked out and saw a man in black holding a porcelain bottle in his hand. He placed it on the noses of the prisoners one by one, and then stayed there for a few breaths.
It seems that these people were unconscious before they gave them the drug. What they are being asked to sniff now is probably the antidote.