0p0 Chapter 244 - Oil Lamp
Chapter 244 - Oil Lamp
Out of boredom, Mu Ziyan opened the lunch box and started eating. His eyes accidentally swept across the half-burned oil lamp on the wall. He slowly stopped chewing, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. He hurriedly threw away the crystal cake in his hand, slowly moved to the wall where the oil lamp was hung, and after a lot of effort, he finally took down the oil lamp by stretching his hands and feet.
Because of the slightly large movement, the flame of the lamp was shaking, which frightened Mu Ziyan so much that his heart was trembling. He quickly steadied his body and waited until the flame of the lamp stopped shaking violently before he dared to hold it and slowly move it back to the bed.
Mu Ziyan aimed the keyhole of the shackles on his hands towards the flame of the lamp, and saw that the solidified wax gradually melted, sliding down the shackles and dripping onto the bed.
But a problem arose immediately. The heat transfer speed of iron was quite fast, and soon Mu Ziyan could not bear it and removed the shackles.
Looking through the small gap between the shackles and wrists, Mu Ziyan saw that her originally fair wrists had been burned with a circle of red marks, which was quite scary. However, her desire to escape was too strong, so she gave herself ten counts of time to relax before trying again.
After trying this for more than ten times, the wax in the keyhole was finally almost melted. Mu Ziyan raised his sleeve and happily wiped the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, not caring at all about the burns on his wrists.
I am really grateful to Gu Liuqing for being so arrogant that he didn't search her body.
Mu Ziyan slowly took out the jade hairpin that Feng Muyan gave her that day from her arms, and carefully tried the keyhole with the tip of the hairpin. She was dumbfounded after this try. How could there be such a big difference?
Mu Ziyan scratched his head in frustration. He was just one step away. What should he do now? Was he really going to be trapped here for the rest of his life? In a rage, he knocked the food box on the bed to the ground. Looking at the broken cakes and plates on the ground, Mu Ziyan became more and more frustrated.
But when his gaze fell on the plate fragments again, his deep black eyes emitted a strange light. He hurriedly squatted on the ground and picked out a piece of fragment with the sharpest edge, and a cunning fox-like smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Ah! There's a rat! A rat..." The shrill cry that sounded like a man but not a man kept echoing in the cell, startling the guards so much that they almost dropped the bowls and chopsticks in their hands. What was going on? The deputy sect leader was quiet for a short while, who was this grandpa?
The fat guard was so angry that he threw the bowl and chopsticks on the table, jumped up from the stool, and pointed at the prison door not far away with a trembling hand. His lips trembled for a long time but he couldn't utter a word. Finally, he said to the thin guard next to him angrily, "Go and have a look. The sound came from Master Mu's cell. Maybe the rat is not ordinary."
"He's a grown man and he's afraid of mice? Forget about him, let's continue drinking and eating." The thin guard raised his hand to pick his ear and continued to eat the rice in the bowl with his head down, but the throbbing blue veins on his forehead betrayed his calmness at the moment.
"Let's go and take a look. The sect leader has a special attitude towards Young Master Mu." The fat guard advised again. Thinking of Lu He who was imprisoned in another cell, he couldn't help but feel scared again. He kicked the thin man who was still eating.
"You mean... hehe... I understand, I'll go right away." Hearing the fat man say this, the thin man's eyes lit up instantly. He put down the chopsticks in his hand, picked up the key on the table, and staggered towards Mu Ziyan's cell.
"What does he understand?" The fat guard scratched his head silently.
The thin guard unlocked the door neatly and gently pushed it halfway open. As the cell was too dark, he looked inside but did not see Mu Ziyan. He could not help but push the door open a little more, took two steps inside, and whispered, "Mr. Mu, where are you hiding? I am here to help you catch a mouse."
"This shouldn't be the case. Why is the cell so dark? I clearly remember there is an oil lamp here." The thin guard murmured in complaint.