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The furnishing of the room inside the door is simple and elegant, like the study and living room of a rich family with a scholarly family in ancient times. The only difference is that there is no book, and there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones for writing, neatly placed On the long desk in the middle, it looked clean and new, as if it had just been carefully cleaned and wiped today.
Gu Juan stood in front of the long desk and observed for a long time, then carefully touched the inkstone at the corner of the desk with an axe.
Huh
He frowned slightly, and found that his ax hadn't really touched the inkstone, but a little breeze had already blown it into ashes and dispersed it.
What followed was a series of chain reactions.
Except for the inkstone, all other brushes, ink, and the stack of white paper were turned into fly ash and scattered without leaving a trace.
"Perhaps under the scouring and attack of the long river of time, no matter what items can't escape the fate of turning into ashes and dissipating"
Gu Juan sighed softly, watching the chain reaction in the entire room continue. The tables, chairs, benches, bookcases and flower shelves all began to quickly turn to ashes in the breeze he stirred up, and then disappeared without a trace.
The demon standing beside him stared blankly at all this, his eyes were sometimes sober and sometimes confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Even more bewildered than the demon spirit was the black-scaled serpent. Ever since it followed Gu Pan into this room, its stature had shrunk rapidly, and finally became the size and thickness of a bamboo chopstick. Suo Suo wrapped around Gu Pan's wrist, at first glance it looked like he was wearing a black bracelet.
Gu Juan walked around the room, and soon came to a hidden door on the side.
The metal door originally hidden behind a row of bookshelves was rusty and mottled, and it was stained with a dark red, which seemed to be plasma that had dried up for an unknown number of years.
He raised the ax and pushed lightly, the secret door opened a gap, and a musty smell rushed out.
The place where he entered his eyes was ashen, deathly silent, except for his own extremely subtle breathing, he could no longer hear any other sounds.
The inside turned out to be a hall several times larger than the study outside, and there was a winding staircase in the deepest part.
Gu Juan frowned slightly, and stopped at the entrance of the metal secret door. He did not enter the hall in a hurry, but maintained vigilance to retreat at any time.
It can be seen through the crack of the door that the hall on the first floor of the hall is roughly divided into four areas by several rows of columns.
There are more than a dozen weapon racks neatly stacked in the leftmost area, and various cold weapons are placed on them.
The two areas in the middle are empty, and the far right is a long row of bookshelves, on which are not the current books, but stacks of thick, neatly arranged things that resemble parchment scrolls.
He observed for a while, then hid the ax in the void, raised his foot and slowly stepped through the metal secret door, and walked through a row of stone pillars towards the bookshelf on the far right.
Compared with those cold weapons, he is still more interested in the carrier of these words.
The bookshelf has not been cleaned for many years, and it is covered with thick dust, covering up many parchment scrolls, and not a single word can be seen.
When Gu Juan walked closer, his face suddenly became ugly.
The movement of his body brought up a tiny airflow, which applied to the bookshelf, turning the shelf and the parchment into fly ash. In an instant, the chain reaction passed, and everything in the entire right area disappeared in an instant.
Pat!
Only one parchment scroll fell to the ground, making a dull sound.
"Oh? There is one left."
"It's good to have one, it's better than nothing."
Gu Juan held his breath, passed through the flying ashes, and walked towards the parchment.
Um! ?
After walking a few steps, the parchment suddenly disappeared, and it didn't turn into ashes like other books, but disappeared directly from his sight without any warning.
Gu Juan was not quite reconciled, and went to search for it, but found nothing other than getting a whole body of ashes.
Patting the dust that fell on his body, he slowly left back, passing through the passage in the middle area a little bit, and came to the area where the weapons were placed.
Then he slowly reached out and grabbed the handle of the nearest war hammer.
This war hammer looks mighty and majestic, it should satisfy Han Xiong.
He once said he was going to make that fool a sledgehammer of solid gold, but never had time to do it.No problem, just take this war hammer and let Han Xiong play with it.
Huh
The next moment, Gu Juan withdrew his arm expressionlessly, brushed off the dust on his palm, and watched all the weapons and racks turn into fly ash and dissipate.
Full of regret, he came out from the left area of ??the hall, walked all the way inward along the central passage, and finally stopped in front of the stone steps at the end of the hall.
Wow
The extremely subtle voice was extremely obvious in this lifeless hall.
Gu Juan suddenly raised his head and looked up at the height.
At the top of the stone stairs, he saw another small closed door.
"I'm a little tired of the routine of two doors inside one door, and three doors inside two doors."
He climbed up the steps step by step, and directly opened the closed small door with an axe, revealing a secret room hidden behind.
The next moment, a flame ignited at his fingertips, dispelling the darkness in the secret room, and then he glanced at the neat rows of storage shelves inside, and finally set his sights on the innermost cabinet .
Under the light of the flames released by Hongyan, Gu Juan could clearly see that with the opening of the secret door, a weak air flow was stirred up and entered the room, turning all the things on the storage shelves into flying ash and scattering them away. Only the deepest cabinet remained intact.
"Go and open the cabinet for me." Gu Juan turned his head to look at the demon, and ordered quite naturally.
The demon had no choice but to come to the cabinet step by step. Just as he was about to reach out to open the cabinet door, Gu Pan's voice came from next to his ear.
"I think this cabinet looks quite expensive, so there must be very important things stored in it, so if you break it because of your reasons, the consequences will be disastrous."
Immediately, the demon hesitated, and even took two steps back carefully, so that he could move a little further away from the cabinet, so as not to accidentally touch it, and it would also turn into fly ash and scatter.
Gu Juan looked down at her, his face turned cold and he said, "I seem to have said just now, I told you to open this cabinet, what are you dawdling about here?"
"Within three breaths, if you don't open the cabinet, take out the contents and hand them over to me, I will hack you to death with an axe."
The demon held his breath,
Carefully holding the handle of the cabinet, he opened it little by little, revealing something stored inside.
Gu Juan narrowed his eyes suddenly, all his attention was attracted by the roll of parchment emitting pure white light.
The parchment scroll is square, and it seems that there is something else wrapped inside. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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