The clue is not on that door at all!
That door really looked like a stone door, and it even had a door handle, making it look just like the real thing.
However, that is misleading.
The real clue is...
The fat uncle glanced at Su Luo in annoyance.
As a disciple of Master Yichen, how could he be so stupid? So he knew very well that he was being schemed by Su Luo.
The fat uncle climbed to the ceiling in frustration.
But before he could climb up, he saw Feng Weiyuan's hands grabbing his feet and pulling them down viciously. With a loud crash, the poor fat uncle sat down on the ground.
The fat uncle was angry: "What are you doing!"
Feng Weiyuan was even more furious: "I told you to open the door, where are you going?! Don't think I can't see you in the dark!"
The fat uncle was so angry that his facial muscles were cramping.
He pointed at Feng Weiyuan, furious, his eyes gleaming with evil intent, as if he wanted to pounce on him and tear him apart. Unable to control his temper, the fat uncle angrily declared, "That door isn't a real door. It's used to deceive people. Only fools would think it's a real door!"
"Crack!" Before the fat uncle could finish his words, he was choked by Feng Weiyuan!
It was not until this moment that the fat uncle finally came to his senses.
Oh my god, this stupid Feng Weiyuan hates being called stupid the most! Just now, he broke a taboo in a fit of anger. This... The fat uncle really wanted to cry but couldn't.
Feng Weiyuan was really angry and embarrassed!
You know, he had been groping for the door for a long time, and he even pushed Su Luo away. But now this fat guy told him that the door was fake and was used to fool fools?
The atmosphere was a little tense for a moment.
"Where is the real door?" Feng Weiyuan's cold voice came.
"It's...it's above my head..." The fat uncle knew that if he said he didn't know again, Feng Weiyuan would definitely not mind letting him die on the spot.
Su Luo's lips curled up into a slight sneer.
She knew that when Feng Weiyuan found out that the real door was not on the wall, he would be furious and the person who told the truth would be abused. Sure enough... Seeing the fat uncle's situation, Su Luo expressed deep sympathy.
The fat uncle was heartbroken at this moment.
If you tell me where the real door is, you'll be beaten. If you don't tell me, you'll be killed... Why is life so difficult? Originally, this humiliation should have been borne by that little girl!
Thinking of this, the fat uncle glared at Su Luo with great depression!
Su Luo made a face at him.
In the dark, the two people can see each other.
The fat uncle held his breath. Finally, he could only say to Feng Weiyuan, "The clue to the door is up there. Do you want to go up or should I?"
Feng Weiyuan wanted to go up, but when he remembered that he had pushed Su Luo away fiercely before, and it took him a long time to finally find out that the door was not a real door, he hesitated.
So Feng Weiyuan kicked the fat uncle and pushed him forward, roaring fiercely: "Hurry up and find some clues, do you want to die?"
Fortunately, the fat uncle had thick skin and could withstand a beating. He rubbed his butt and went looking for clues.
The fat uncle wanted to delay, but he knew that Su Luo must have the clues in her mind. If he continued to hide it, who knows how this girl would trick him.
So, the fat uncle helplessly found the small area with the same painting on the door frame and hammered it with his hands, and sure enough, he could hear a clear sound.
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