My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 534: The Smell Of Death

Feng Xiyan observed the surroundings for a while and confirmed that there was no immediate danger. Turning to the others, he said, "Let’s go down and see what happened here."

Bai Hanyun, Feng Wu, and Wu Jun nodded and followed him down from the watchtower.

As they walked along the top of the garrison wall, Bai Hanyun sniffed the air and caught a familiar bloody scent.

’This scent... Where have I smelled it before?’

Noticing her unusual behavior, Feng Xiyan asked in a low voice, "Yun’er, what’s wrong?"

"Feng Xiyan, I smell a faint bloody scent in the air," she whispered with a hint of anxiety in her voice.

Sensing her unease, Feng Xiyan tightened his grip on her hand. "Don’t worry. I’m here," he said softly while patting the back of her hand.

Bai Hanyun nodded, but her hold on his arm tightened instead.

Seeing her tense expression, Feng Xiyan glanced at Feng Wu.

Understanding the signal, Feng Wu nodded, activated his lightness skill, and disappeared quietly.

While Feng Wu went to scout the surrounding area, Feng Xiyan led Bai Hanyun and Wu Jun toward the command room.

Ten minutes later, they arrived outside the command room.

Raising his hand, Feng Xiyan signaled them to stop. "You two wait here. I will go inside and take a look."

"Be careful," Bai Hanyun said, reluctantly releasing his hand.

Feng Xiyan nodded and stepped inside.

While waiting, Bai Hanyun and Wu Jun found a concealed spot nearby and hid there.

Inside the command room, Feng Xiyan noticed bamboo scrolls and papers scattered across the floor and tables. He first scanned the room, then checked carefully for bloodstains—but found none.

After inspecting the scattered scrolls and confirming they contained nothing important, he gathered them onto the table and exited the command room.

Seeing him coming out, Bai Hanyun and Wu Jun stepped out of their hiding places.

"How is it? Did you find any clues?" Bai Hanyun asked.

Feng Xiyan shook his head. "Nothing useful. Just some ordinary military texts scattered on the ground."

Looking at the inside of the command room, Wu Jun thought for a moment before saying, "If there are no visible clues, then we will have to look for hidden ones."

Hearing this, Feng Xiyan turned to him. "You can do that?"

"Yes." Wu Jun nodded and took out a black suitcase from his Qiankun Pouch.

Opening it, he put on a pair of rubber gloves and slipped plastic covers over his shoes. Once ready, he said, "Stay outside while I work."

"Got it," Feng Xiyan replied, glancing briefly at the small bottles of liquid inside the suitcase.

Carrying his equipment, Wu Jun entered the command room.

While the two were talking, Bai Hanyun sniffed the air again.

"Yun’er, what are you doing?" Feng Xiyan asked in confusion.

"The smell of blood is stronger here," she replied quietly.

Watching her sniff around like a hound, Feng Xiyan grew curious. He followed her and took a breath—but smelled nothing.

"Yun’er, I don’t smell anything. Could you be mistaken?"

Bai Hanyun shook her head. "I have smelled this before. It’s not ordinary blood—it feels darker... colder."

As the words left her mouth, realization struck her. She froze in place as a chill ran down her spine.

Seeing her pale face, Feng Xiyan hurried to her side. "What’s wrong? Why do you look like this? Do you feel unwell?"

Grabbing his hands, Bai Hanyun said in horror, "Feng Xiyan... I have smelled this scent on CEO Gui before. But the last time he visited us, it was gone."

Not fully understanding what she was trying to tell him, Feng Xiyan held her cold hands and tried to calm her. "Yun’er, I don’t smell anything."

As the bad premonition spread in her heart, Bai Hanyun’s thoughts raced.

’Brother Hua said that kind of bloody scent only appears on people who have killed a lot of people.’

Raising her head to look at Feng Xiyan, she suddenly leaned closer and sniffed his neck. After sniffing for a long time, she smelled nothing.

Caught off guard by her sudden intimacy, Feng Xiyan blushed hard and stammered, "Y–Yun’er, w–what are you doing?"

Ignoring his question, Bai Hanyun frowned deeply.

’As the great general of the Feng Army, Feng Xiyan must have killed countless enemies. Yet, there is no bloody scent on him.’

Staring at Feng Xiyan, her frown deepened. ’So this smell isn’t caused by killing. Then why does CEO Gui have it... and why does this place have it too? What is the similarity between CEO Gui and this place? What did I miss?’

After racking her brains, Bai Hanyun’s eyes suddenly widened as everything connected into one truth.

Gripping Feng Xiyan’s hands tightly, Bai Hanyun said in a trembling voice, "Feng Xiyan... this isn’t the smell of blood. It’s the smell of death."

Feng Xiyan’s expression sank when he heard this. After a brief moment of silence, he asked, "How are you sure?"

Taking a deep breath, Bai Hanyun explained, "I smelled it on CEO Gui when he only had a few years left to live. At that time, he hadn’t met Gui Ying yet."

"However, when he visited us last time, that bloody smell was gone. He said he had recovered, and that means Gui Ying successfully healed him, which extended his lifespan. That’s why the bloody smell on his body disappeared."

Bai Hanyun tried to suppress her emotions and continued, "Brother Hua also smelled blood on CEO Gui before, but the smell he smelled was different."

"The blood smell that Brother Hua smelled only appears on people who have killed many others. To put it simply, it’s more like some kind of aura instead of smell. But if killing caused it, why can’t I smell it on you?"

"As the great general of the Feng Army, you must have killed countless enemies... right?"

After hearing her reasoning, Feng Xiyan’s expression turned grave. "If this is truly the smell of death, then something capable of causing massive casualties must be happening here."

Bai Hanyun looked at him for a while before asking cautiously, "You... believe me?"