That door really does look like a stone door, and it has a door handle, so it looks just like the real one.
However, that is misleading.
The real clue lies in——
The fat uncle glanced at Su Luo in annoyance.
As a disciple of Imperial Master Yichen, how could he be so stupid? So he knew very well that he was being plotted by Su Luo.
The fat uncle climbed up to the ceiling in frustration.
But before he climbed up, he saw Feng Weiyuan's hand grabbing his foot and pulling it down fiercely. With a crash, the poor fat uncle sat on the ground.
The fat uncle was angry: "What are you doing!"
Feng Weiyuan was even more angry: "I told you to open the door, where do you want to run? Don't think that I can't see you in the dark!"
The fat uncle was so angry that his facial muscles cramped.
He pointed at Feng Weiyuan, furious, with vicious eyes, wanting to pounce on him and tear him apart, so the fat uncle who couldn't control his temper said angrily: "That door is not a real door. It is specially used to deceive people. It is only stupid."
Only people would think that door is the real door!”
"Crack!" Before the fat uncle could finish his words, he was choked by Feng Weiyuan!
It wasn't until this moment that the fat uncle finally came to his senses.
Oh my gosh, Feng Weiyuan, who is as stupid as a pig, hates people saying he is stupid! Just now he violated a taboo in a fit of anger. This... the fat uncle really couldn't cry even if he wanted to.
Feng Weiyuan was really angry!
You know, he had been groping for that door for a long time just now, and because he knocked Su Luo away, now this damn fat man told him that the door was fake and was designed to fool fools?
The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while.
"Where is the real door?" Feng Weiyuan's cold voice came.
"On... on top of the head..." The fat uncle knew that if he continued to say he didn't know, Feng Weiyuan would definitely not mind letting him die on the spot.
A slight sneer appeared at the corner of Su Luo's mouth.
She knew that Feng Weiyuan would be furious when he found out that the real door was not on the wall, and that the person who told the truth would be tortured. Sure enough... Seeing the fat uncle's condition, Su Luo expressed deep sympathy.
The fat uncle's heart was broken at this moment.
If you tell me where the real door is, you will be beaten, if you don't tell me, you will be killed... Why is it so difficult to be a human being? It was the little girl who should have suffered such humiliation!
Thinking of this, the fat uncle gave Su Luo an extremely depressed look!
Su Luo made a face at him.
In the dark, these two people can see each other.
The fat uncle took a deep breath in his chest. In the end, he could only say to Feng Weiyuan: "The clue to the door is above. Do you go up or should I go up?"
Feng Weiyuan wanted to go up, but he hesitated when he remembered that he had violently knocked Su Luo open and it took him a long time to figure out that the door was not a real door.
So, Feng Weiyuan kicked the fat uncle, kicked him up, and shouted fiercely: "If you don't find clues quickly, you want to die!"
Fortunately, the fat uncle had rough skin and thick flesh that could withstand beatings. He rubbed his butt and went to look for clues.
The fat uncle wanted to delay, but he knew that Su Luo must have some clues in his heart. If he kept hiding it, there might be other ways this girl would trick him.
Therefore, the fat uncle had no choice but to find the small area with the same painting on the door frame and beat it with his hands. Sure enough, he could hear a clear sound.