"You want to take away my Dayu traitor, and you're here to blame me? Feng Zhuohua, don't you have any shame?"
"Little fish..."
"Don't call me that disgusting!"
"Little fish, little fish..."
It was like a devil's voice filling my ears. This person was really full of evil tastes. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Su Chenyu really wanted to fight her: "Now you and I are trapped here, do you want to cooperate once?"
"What benefit can I get?" Feng Zhuohua asked, "If you find Lian Qing and let me take her away, I will agree to cooperate with you."
Su Chenyu did not answer her immediately, Feng Zhuohua reminded her: "Xiao Yuyu, you should also know that it is much more meaningful for Lian Qing Xixia to be alive than for Dayu to be dead."
Feng Zhuohua was right. Only if Lian Qing appeared alive in Xixia could her identity as a traitor be confirmed, and Emperor Jing of Wei would have no excuse. The most important thing was that Su Chenyu was sure that Lian Qing did not have any secrets of Dayu.
"I promise."
Feng Zhuohua curled his lips, with a smile that could conquer the whole city: "Then I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation this time."
Every time they met, Feng Zhuohua seemed to see a different Su Chenyu, who was bold and careful, smart and wise, and able to judge the situation. With such a princess in Dayu, it was no wonder that the national teacher would predict such a result.
Thinking of the national teacher's prophecy, Feng Zhuohua's smile deepened. He hoped that Su Chenyu would not let him down.
"Come with me." There are many branching roads in this underground dark room, and Feng Zhuohua can choose a direction without much thought.
“Have you been here before?”
Feng Zhuohua shook his head: "No, but people like me are very sensitive to a certain smell."
As everyone knows, Princess Zhuohua of Western Xia has an unstable temperament and her methods of torturing people are endless. Such people are extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.
Su Chenyu sniffed the air. To be honest, she was very sensitive to smells, so she didn't smell any blood. She glanced at Feng Zhuohua who was walking in front of her, and sighed in her heart. Perverts are indeed different from normal people.
Soon, the smell of blood in the air gradually became stronger, and even Su Chenyu could smell it.
Why is there such a strong smell of blood here?
Finally, they reached the end and saw the innermost room.
After just one glance, Su Chenyu couldn't help but turned around and started to retch.
Compared with Su Chenyu, Feng Zhuohua seemed relaxed and at ease when looking at the scene in front of him. He even walked in to observe it carefully. He looked like he was strolling in his own backyard.
"Xiao Yuyu, don't you want to come in and take a look?"
Su Chenyu didn't spit out anything. She tried hard to suppress the nausea in her heart and slowly calmed down: "You knew it a long time ago?"
"You saw it, I bought a Shenfei umbrella this month. When I got the umbrella, I knew what it was made of." Baili Yanqing sighed, "This Yin Jiuniang is really interesting. I never thought of making a human skin umbrella."
Su Chenyu turned around and looked inside again.
This should be the place where Yin Jiuniang made umbrellas. There were two huge iron frames with two women tied to them. Yin Jiuniang cut their wrists and ankles and let the blood flow out.
There was a trough under the iron rack, which was full of blood. The two women had died from excessive blood loss a long time ago, and their blood was still dripping into the trough drop by drop.
Yin Jiuniang wanted to drain the blood from their bodies first and then skin them.
Next to it, there are two peeled human skins hanging there, which makes people's scalps numb. Opposite is a large table with various tools for making umbrellas on it. Next to the wooden table, on a wooden frame, there is a half-made umbrella, which only needs to be painted on.
Feng Zhuohua walked to the iron frame and looked at the two dead women: "Found it, the two secret guards, it turns out they died here!"
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