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  Chen Yuan knew that no matter how strong a woman was, she was still a woman. When they fell into despair, they needed a man to lean on, to hug, and to comfort them.

  Chen Yuan was very kind, so he naturally wouldn't refuse such a task. He reached out and gently held Hu Jing's hair, lightly kissing her forehead, and softly said: "Don't be afraid, take a good rest, I'll think of something."

  Hu Jing only said that this was Chen Yuan's consolation to himself. This door is so sturdy, and two people can't push it open together. What else could Chen Yuan do?

  She now only wants to hold Chen Yuan like this, even if it's the last two people dying together in this cellar, and doesn't want to separate.

  Chen Yuan was also holding her tightly, but at this time Chen Yuan was recovering his physical strength and thinking of other ways.

  Chen Yuan was afraid of death, so as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he didn't want to give up.

  After waiting for his physical strength to recover a little, Chen Yuan touched the wall with his hand and searched around the door for a while. The wall was made of bricks, flat and smooth. However, near the door, possibly in order to be able to close the door from the inside as well, there were actually iron rings there, which made Chen Yuan extremely delighted.

  The scenes of those people escaping from prison flashed through Chen Yuan's mind quickly. What was more advantageous than these people was that he now had a very sturdy rope in his hands. No need to play with getting clothes wet and all that.

  Chen Yuan picked up the rope that bound himself, passed it through the small window on the door and then through the iron ring on the side of the door. Although Hu Jing couldn't see his movements, she could tell from his posture that Chen Yuan was making another effort.

  Hu Jing crawled over: "Brother Chen, what are you doing?"

  Chen Yuan patted his body and didn't find anything that could be used to turn the rope. He turned his head and asked Hu Jing, "Do you have something a bit hard on you? Like a stick or a knife?"

  Hu Jing first shook her head: "My short sword took them away." She reached out and touched her waist, Hu Jing couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement: "The scabbard is still here, can it be used?"

  Chen Yuan was overjoyed: "Of course."

  Tying the rope tightly, Chen Yuan rotated the sword scabbard, one circle, two circles. At first, it was very easy to rotate, but later on, every slight rotation seemed to require a great deal of strength.

  He persisted, as long as the rope didn't break, it meant there was hope.

  Finally, when Chen Yuan used all his strength to shout and turned his body around to move the scabbard, the wooden scabbard made a "crackling" sound, apparently shattered.

  As the scabbard shattered, the door finally made two creaking sounds: "Ka-cha, ka-cha". Chen's face turned red as he panted and said: "Quickly come help!"

  Needless to say, Hu Jing had already pounced over, and the strength of the two caused the broken scabbard to rotate another circle. The wooden door finally made a crisp sound: "Crack!" It broke!

  As the wooden door creaked open, that strangling force suddenly disappeared. Chen Yuan couldn't control his twisted body and crashed headfirst into the wall beside him, with fresh blood gushing out of his head instantly.

  This pain was immediately alleviated by the joy in his heart. Chen Yuan quickly stood up: "Come on, let's go."

  Now, there is only one door left above.

  The person next to him heard the sound of their footsteps coming out and was also very excited, constantly bumping his body against the wall to remind Chen Yuan not to forget about him.

  Chen Yuan arrived at the door of that person's house and only then discovered that the door was not locked, it was simply inserted from the outside.

  The door might be the same. Because such prevention was enough for that monk, anyone with their arm tied up would not be able to stretch their hand out to open it. Even if the rope came loose, no one's arm had such length.

  Chen Yuan easily opened the door locked on that person and jumped down, first helping that person pull out the cloth strip in his mouth.

  Unlike them, after that person's gag was removed, he didn't have that kind of vicious reaction. It seems that if the mouth is stuffed for a long time, it will get used to it.

  "That man opened his mouth and said: 'Thank you, brother! If I can get out of this underground prison, I will certainly repay this life-saving kindness.'"

  Chen Yuan chuckled: "It's too early to thank me now, the hardest part is opening that door upstairs, we three must work together to have a chance, by the way, what's your name? Why were you locked up here?"

  That man sighed and said, "Alas, I'm ashamed to say it, but my name is Amu Dai. I came to Bianjing to do some business, but ended up losing money and having no place to live. I was thinking of stealing some silver to take back home, but unexpectedly stumbled upon their discussion about a treasure map. That monk was quite formidable, I couldn't beat him, so I got locked up."

  Chen Yuan patted the man's shoulder: "We need to open the door above us to get out, do you still have the strength?"

  "Alright, don't worry, although I've gone hungry for two meals, I've been practicing martial arts since I was a kid, it's no big deal."

  Chen Yuan didn't know that just as he was thinking about how to open this tunnel, Zhang Xiang and Bai Yutang were standing outside the Buddhist hall.

  The senior monks of Xiangguo Temple were very cooperative, knowing that they came from Kaifeng Prefecture to investigate the case. They gave their full cooperation, which made the search work much smoother. However, despite the smooth search, no valuable clues were found.

  Lu Fang whispered in Zhan Zhao's ear, "Sir Zhan, we've searched all the places that need to be searched. Unless there's a secret passage underground, Yelü Ni'er is absolutely nowhere to be found."

  Others' responses to Zhan Zhao were similar to Lu Fang's, with no leads.

  Zhan Zhao's eyebrows were tightly furrowed. To be honest, since Bao Zheng decided to search Xiangguo Temple, he must have been about 80 or 90% sure. But now that nothing has been found, if they continue to investigate, things will inevitably get out of hand. But it's not good for Zhan Zhao to just go back like this either.

  The abbot was still very polite, and after looking at Zhan Zhao's face, he immediately recited a Buddhist mantra: "Amitabha Buddha, Zhan Nan Xia, although our temple is not as heavily guarded as the Kaifeng Prefecture, it is not a place where those petty thieves can come and go as they please. Don't worry, Zhan Nan Xia, if we discover any suspicious tracks, we will immediately apprehend the thief and notify the Kaifeng Prefecture. However, since the incense guests have been waiting outside for a long time, I would like to ask a favor of you, Zhan Nan Xia, please let them in."

  They are high-ranking monks, and they speak politely. From the perspective of the government office, it is reasonable to leave when nothing is found. From the perspective of the rivers and lakes, they have also given enough face to the exhibition and the opening of the prefectural government.

  Zhan Zhao took a deep breath and bowed his fist, saying to the abbot: "Master, it's because of our duties that we've disturbed the tranquility of your temple. We hope you'll forgive us."

  The abbot returned a courtesy: "It's reasonable, Southern Hero needn't worry about it."

  Xian Zhao suddenly changed his tone: "By right, Xian Zhao should lead the team back now, but as a catcher, the murderer is still at large, and it's hard to calm down. I'd like to leave two people in your temple to continue checking, and I hope Master will cooperate."

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