After the three people walked in, the tombstone was moved back to its original position, and the word "phoenix" written by blood disappeared instantly, as if it had been absorbed by the tombstone.

at this time.

A white rabbit jumped to the tombstone, ruby-like rabbit eyes, and saw the scene just now.

It has long been aware that there is some kind of power hidden under the tombstone. It has been looking for many days and has not found a way to go.

It guessed that this may be the place where the big family passed down, but I didn't expect it to be the family of the stinky man.

Feng nationality.

If the rabbit thinks thoughtfully, it feels strange in the heart. How can the Feng nationality start the ancient blood method?

This ancient blood-opening method, which was heard from the grandfather of the rabbit, wants to open the ancestral grave with the blood of the family and the approval of the remaining souls.

In the tomb.

At the moment the tombstone was closed, the open flames suddenly lit up on both sides, illuminating the passage.

Xiao Yu was slightly surprised. In the Ming Dynasty, there were several bright lights, and the long passages were clearly seen in the eyes.

"How can these oil lamps suddenly light up?" She looked at Feng Ling with a puzzled look. Is it that he is lit?

Not right.

Feng Ling was right next to her, she did not feel any movement.

Moreover, the channel is so long, Feng Ling is unlikely to be all of a sudden, and at the same time, it lights up so much.

"Changming Lantern." Feng Ling said a few words in a thin lip.

Shouldn’t the long light be Changming? When she stepped in, it was dark and there was no light.

Xiaoqi seems to see Xiao Yu’s doubts. He explained to Feng Lingran: “Miss sister, you don’t know, there is a kind of long light, it is necessary to turn on the tombstone, if the tombstone is open, the long light will be closed for a short time. When the fire broke out, they didn't go out, so when Miss Sister came in, she didn't see the light. It was this reason."

Xiao Xiao nodded, and thought of it, or the details of Xiao Qi’s explanation, unlike Feng Lingran, and the words like gold, let her brain cells guess.

Two turns were made and three people came to a secret room.

The gossip light, hanging on the stone wall, illuminates the entire secret room.

Xiao Yu saw the scene in the secret room and stayed, not only Xiao Yu, Feng Lingran and Xiao Qi, but also surprised to see.

Where is this secret room?

If they don't come in from under the tombstone, they will think that they have entered the room.

The bed of Nanmu carved, the Eight Immortals table, the dressing table, the desk table... all in one, and the air is still floating with a light fragrance.

A picture hung on the wall.

In the painting, a handsome man dressed in a brocade robe, looks very similar to Feng Lingran. He stands next to a beautiful woman, with a twilight sag, a finger, a show, and a half-faced smile.

The man looked at the woman, black and tender, and it was a pair of beautiful couples.

The men and women in the painting live vividly, as if they were going out of the painting. Without this picture, it would be misleading to think that this is a living real person.

Xiao Yu looked at the pair of monks in the painting, and the heart was a little envious. This painting is so beautiful that it is involuntarily envious, envious of the man in the painting, so tender and affectionate in the painting. Woman.

Suddenly.

Xiao Yu felt a cool feeling coming from her side. She suddenly returned to God and saw Feng Ling’s sad eyes. Xiao Yu was somewhat helpless. She was just attracted by the beauty of the painting. She forgot that this might be Feng Lingran. The grave of the parents.

The more beautiful the painting, the more painful it is for Feng Lingran.