In the darkness, Han Sanqian couldn't help but smile slightly. He couldn't help it. Should he move in advance?

If the other party is guarded, there will naturally be people staring at him. The reason why Han Sanqian lies in the bed for three hours was actually to be patient with the other party's surveillance person.

Obviously, at least it seems that Han Sanqian won by himself, because the other party obviously can no longer hold back.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian gently walked down from the bed, and then tiptoed to the door.

Looking out through the window, it was pitch black outside the window, but the lanterns hanging on the corridor in the distance were faintly shining. It was under this light that Han Sanqian could vaguely see a figure passing by quickly through the corridor and directly into the west wing opposite Han Sanqian.

When Han Sanqian came in from the west wing, there was no light, no fire, no sound, and no sound, unlike someone living in it. Therefore, what is the purpose of someone entering that room at this time?

The most bizarre thing is that this person has been in for several minutes, but even now, there is still no light in the room, so I will guard against Buddha...

The man who guarded the Buddha disappeared into the house.

It was so strange that Han Sanqian couldn't help but get up and opened his door lightly, and then quietly followed the cover of the flowers and plants in front of the door and followed closely.

When he arrived at the west wing, Han Sanqian suddenly frowned.

The air was filled with a strong smell of herbal medicine.

Although Han Sanqian does not know much about medical skills, as the current island owner of Xianling Island, Han Sanqian is still far more familiar with medicinal materials than ordinary people.

Although these medicinal materials are very likely to be different from the Central Plains world, the medicines in the world have pharmacology and are similar. From this taste, Han Sanqian can almost determine that these medicines are used to relieve muscles and revitalize the meridians, promote qi and transform blood.

However, there is also a strange thing that is mixed with this healing medicine.

Although it is impossible to judge what this thing is, the strange fragrance of this thing always shows its unique particularity.

"What does this mean?" Han Sanqian was a little puzzled.

There are very few strange fragrances among medicinal materials, just like non-toxic and rare bright colors among mushrooms. Judging from the cognition and intuition of medicinal materials by a Xianling Island Island owner, this fragrance is more like a poisonous thing.

It is both healing and mixed with poisons. Han Sanqian is strange now, so he naturally has his own reasons.

However, this also confirms Han Sanqian's speculation.

There is indeed something wrong with this city lord's mansion.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian turned around and made sure that there was no one around. He gently opened the door of the west wing and went in directly.

As soon as he entered the house, he was pitch black and could not see his five fingers. Han Sanqian breathed and observed carefully, but there was no movement around him.

This became even more strange. I just saw a man crawling in. There was no other door in the room except the main entrance. How could he suddenly disappear?

Could it be that there are other mechanisms in the house?

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian thought about it, and the little black stick flashed out of his body and turned into a flashlight and held it in Han Sanqian's hand.

With the help of the little black stick, Han Sanqian glanced at the house and saw that the house was not much different from the east room. The only difference was that the next door to the west wing was opposite and opposite to the east room, and the painting in the central hall was different.

One is a chrysanthemum, the other is a peony.

Han Sanqian, who had originally gained nothing, suddenly shone the little black stick on the peony on the west wing again.

Just just glanced over, but now Han Sanqian looks more and more strange about this peony.

Although it actually seems nothing special, for some reason, Han Sanqian always feels that it seems to be extremely awkward with the style of the other place in the house.

"Is the agency here?"

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian frowned, held the little black stick and rushed to the giant picture in a few steps, and then quickly looked around. Suddenly, Han Sanqian suddenly found that the vase was drawn could not be moved.

The mechanism is indeed here!

A moment of movement in his heart, Han Sanqian was about to take action, but suddenly, the little black stick in his hand suddenly moved without hesitation. Han Sanqian subconsciously held it tighter, and suddenly, a black shadow suddenly flashed behind him.

When Han Sanqian subconsciously wanted to turn around, a black shadow suddenly attacked his head. Then, his eyes turned dark and he fainted...
Chapter completed!