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When he was done, Liu Wei lowered his head and packed up his things. The man smiled lightly and said: "It's just a small injury, it's not worth it."

Liu Wei was too lazy to bother with him, she threw the remaining self-made bandage and the Gold Sore Medicine over to Xiaoli, picked up the candlestick, and quickly went down the tunnel.

Rong Ling called Xiaoli to go out and accompany the guards, and he followed along.

But just as Liu Wei took two steps forward, a big hand wrapped in bandages behind her grabbed her small hand and pulled her back.

Due to the penetrating power, and the fact that he wasn't prepared for it, Liu Wei's forehead heavily crashed into the man's hard chest.

Liu Wei frowned, feeling unwell, he immediately wanted to struggle free, but Rong Ling had already let go of her, and said solemnly: "I'll walk in front, you follow me."

After Rong Ling finished speaking, he pulled Liu Wei along with him as he turned around, placing her safely behind him.

Liu Wei felt very uncomfortable hugging her that she couldn't guard against. When she came back to her senses, she could only see the broad back of the man.

Liu Wei pretended to be unhappy as he said, "There's no mechanism here."

Rong Ling looked at Liu Wei, and said: "Be careful." As he spoke, he took her hand and slowly brought her inside.

Liu Wei looked at the two people's hands that were touching each other, gritted his teeth and said, "Two men holding hands, don't you find it disgusting? As he spoke, he tried to shake him off.

However, the man increased his strength and clenched her tightly. "Stop messing around."

"Who's causing trouble?" Liu Wei was very unhappy, but he looked a little embarrassed.

Rong Ling made up his mind. He was going to drag Liu Wei away.

In the end, just as Liu Wei had thought, there were no mechanisms in the tunnel, and only after entering a small room did Rong Ling let go of Liu Wei's hand.

Liu Wei intentionally swung twice, as if he was trying to shake off the aura of Rong Ling who was on her hands.

This was a room made of clay. It was very simple and crude inside.

There were two beds in the room and a mattress on the bed.

The first bed was more alive than the second. It could be seen that the first bed had been slept in by someone, and the blanket had been used as well. However, the second bed seemed more like a cover, but in reality, no one had used it at all.

Liu Wei opened the cushion on the bed and saw that there was indeed a secret compartment inside, but similarly there was not a single thing hidden.

Honestly speaking, this house was extremely run-down and the lighting wasn't good, so it was difficult for Liu Wei to find anything more useful. However, Liu Wei's luck was good, he found something on the bed.

"Look." Liu Wei said to Rong Ling: "The pattern on the blanket."

Rong Ling walked closer and looked down. Because there was only one candle, Rong Ling had to get closer to see clearly.

Rong Ling's sudden approach caused Liu Wei to feel uncomfortable. She smacked her lips and threw the candle and blanket to him, allowing him to see for himself as she moved back a little.

Rong Ling looked at Liu Wei but did not say a word.

The quilt was embroidered with patterns and words, but it wasn't anything special. A quilt could only be sold for a few coins, but there was a big problem with the embroidery.

Liu Wei said: "Have you ever seen someone embroider high quality cloud embroidery onto a piece of cloth that costs one coin and three feet? There was also the final word. Every accomplished embroidery lady would leave a mark under the embroidery. However, the embroidery lady was embroidering things for the master. Not every master was willing to have their own tools embroidered with the signature of someone else. Thus, a majority of the ladies of the brocade would change their names into patterns and hide them within the embroidery lines. For example, there are two words on top of the brocade lines: silk, although twisted and unclear, they are indeed two characters. "

Rong Ling nodded his head, and recognized her: "So, this embroidery lady, does she have a name?"

"Since it's only two words, then this person's maiden name is probably just a bit." However, older embroidery ladies do not use overlapping characters. Even if their names are called silk, at most they can only sign a single character. Overlaying characters represents a young girl. "

Liu Wei lifted the quilt and said: "And this Xiu Niang, certainly hasn't gotten married yet. Moreover, she isn't older than sixteen years old."

"Why sixteen?" Rong Ling asked.

"Because all of you are talking about eighteen women, and your IQ will increase by a level."

"You are?"

Liu Wei squinted at him: "I am a man."

Rong Ling suddenly said: "Oh, I forgot about it."

Liu Wei: "..."

Not wanting to argue with Rong Ling, Liu Wei continued to speak.

"However, this blanket seems to be quite old. When I was sixteen, I should be eighty-nine now, no matter what. Furthermore, although I do not know much about embroidery techniques, you should be able to find experts in it. I heard that the embroidery techniques of different realms will have different inheritances, even if they will be embroidery at the same time and in different regions, the embroidery techniques will be somewhat different. If I guessed correctly, this kind of embroidery techniques will most likely have the characteristics of the Liaozhou. "

Combined with the various evidence from before, Liu Wei and Rong Ling had long locked the source of the murderer, including the place the children were sent to, in the four places of Liaozhou, Fengzhou, Chongqing, and Chunzhou.

And now that Liu Wei had directly called out the Liaozhou, Rong Ling was somewhat curious.

"Why?"

Liu Wei sneered: "Look at this."

Liu Wei picked up a piece of letter from the corner of the wall.

This piece of paper was buried in a corner of the Earth Embryo, it was not easy to find, but Liu Wei could see that it was a special piece of white paper. One end of the paper had been burnt, and was about the size of a finger.

Because he didn't know how long it had been there, the surface of the paper had become blurry, and many yellow spots were drawn on it.

Liu Wei passed the piece of paper to Rong Ling. "I once used the same piece of paper that the natives of Liaozhou use."

Rong Ling accepted it, he did not dare make a big move, as he was afraid that he would shatter the small piece of evidence with his own strength.

Seeing a grown man carefully holding a piece of paper, because a man's hand was already bigger than a woman's hand, Liu Wei didn't mind doing this kind of action. However, when Rong Ling did it, it seemed a little comical and cute.

Liu Wei could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

Rong Ling knew what Liu Wei was smiling about, but he only looked at her and did not say a word.