So many things are stacked together, and the ancestors are at least five generations old.
The stone door slowly rose, the clouds walked into the study, and a light suddenly turned on in the corner.
She hid behind the bookshelf warily, and after a while she realized that the lamp turned on at the slightest sign of wind.
It's like suddenly traveling into an old library. The wooden bookshelves are filled with brochures with navy blue covers. The paper has not resisted the erosion of time and has become yellowed and curled. The corners of the older ones have been damaged.
The insects gnawed holes all over.
Yun Tuan poked the row of books closest to her with mistletoe. There were no blind spots or ejection mechanisms on the bookshelf.
She carefully pulled out a book and flipped through it.
Rows of centipede-like words are not difficult to read under the automatic translation of the system.
[Feng Xuan Zhang, Erliang]
[Xiao Xingzhang, five taels]
……
They are all names and corresponding... It should be gifts, a wedding banquet they attended, right?
The clouds turned around, and each person had a lot of money. Added up, it was a huge sum of money.
However, the reason for the banquet was not written, and the location and time were also changed.
It feels like some mysterious organization is raising funds.
"Send any of these books into the hands of honest officials, and the lord of Xia City will be replaced."
Muttering, Yun Tuan stuffed the bookshelves and account books into the evil dragon's storage bag. Behind one of the bookshelves, a dark passage was exposed, which was about the size of a dog hole.
[Anchor, do you want to drill? I’ll give you a close-up.]
Xiao Xi walked around the empty room with a particularly cheerful tone.
"Are you interested in recording my dark history?"
Yun Tuan feels that she may have some idol baggage, after all, more than 60,000 unknown conscious entities have followed her live broadcast room.
The messy wall-climbing video last time was already very social.
[It doesn’t matter, the audience just likes to watch this. There is not much market for simple game anchors. Anchor, you have great potential to be funny. I will definitely add beauty to you this time.]
"Beauty your butt?"
Yun Tuan frowned.
[No, of course, if the anchor strongly requests it, it’s okay, and I can even draw an emoticon for it.]
Xiaoxi patted her belly with her wings, dangling in the air like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind.
"No, what I mean is that when drilling a dog hole, I can't drill it backwards, so all you can take at the beginning is..."
Yun Tuan shook his head, seriously suspecting that Xiao Xi was pretending to be confused.
"You go explore the road and see what's going on. I'll deal with the monsters first."
【Okay...】
Xiao Xi flew into the dark "dog hole" with regret.
Yun Tuan took the mistletoe and exited the secret room. Nothing changed, except...
A big blue-grey hand blocked her way, and two red eyeballs glowed in the air.
The monster shrunk very quickly, and is now about three meters in size. Its twisted head has gradually become rounder, but there is an upright black figure beside him.
The black shadow is about the same height as the clouds, and the two flexible eyeballs keep rotating. The eyeballs sometimes appear on the left chest and sometimes on the femur.
Is this the Bi?
The cloud grabbed the mistletoe and explored forward.
A look of pain appeared on the monster's face, he retracted his hand and took a step back.
"You can understand people's words, right? Do you know how long you have to recover?"
The golden light shone on the three-meter-tall monster, and Yun Tuan discovered that there were many new scars on the monster's chest, and some of them were still bleeding.