"This...this is..."

After opening the door, Wang Yuan and Song Yang were stunned.

The decorations in the wooden house are quite elegant and exquisite. Although they are covered with dust and spider webs, it is not difficult to see the uniqueness of the owner.

After entering the door, there is a big pink bed on the left, a swing hanging on the bed, a pair of shackles hanging on the wall at the head of the bed, a slender leather whip on the cabinet beside the bed, and a set of shackles on one side of the bed.

These things look extremely out of place with the elegant arrangement in the house.

"Ha ha!"

After being stunned for three seconds, Wang Yuan suddenly laughed. It's a big deal, this whole is a sexy suite, and the owner of this house is really good at playing.

Song Yang was confused, "This seems to be a torture room... Why is there a bed?"

"Don't ask randomly kids!"

Wang Yuan glared at Song Yang, walked straight to the bed, and began to rummage.

Wang Yuan usually likes to hide things under the bed, under the pillows, and in the drawers of the bedside table.

However, Wang Yuan flipped over and over the bed, but found nothing.

"Huh? No, why is there nothing?"

The wooden houses are so big and they are neatly tidy. Looking around, you can see all the corners of the house, and there are only a few places where you can hide things.

Since the system has created such a scene, it will definitely not be designed for no reason.

"Let's go, let's go to the next house to take a look!"

Since there is no such thing as this room, the secret must be hidden in another room.

The second room was empty and there was nothing, but the traces on the ground used to contain valuables, but later they were moved away.

The third room has three bookshelves, which are written with the words [Beggars’ Gang], [Shaolin], [Duan Family].

The bookshelf were empty, and there were two black boxes on the bookshelf of the Beggars' Sect and Duan.

When I walked over, I saw a box that reads [Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Missing], and a box that reads [One Yang Finger, Six Meridians Divine Sword, Missing], which is exactly the same as the box of the Yijin Jing that I found in the cave before, and it is also empty inside.

After searching for three rooms, I still found nothing except these empty boxes.

After walking around, the two returned to the first room.

"Do you think there will be any secret lattices in this room?" Wang Yuan muttered while touching his chin, his expression the same as the player who was knocking on the wall with weapons in Langhuan's jade cave.

"This is a wooden house... where does the secret structure come from?" Song Yang said with a smile.

Generally speaking, the materials used in wooden houses are relatively clean and thin, and you cannot just tear a few bricks like brick houses to hide things.

"The house is made of wood, and the ground is not!" Wang Yuan looked down at the ground, then leaned on the ground with his ass sticking out his hips and began to lift the floor tiles one by one.

"Forehead……"

Seeing this, Song Yang said speechlessly: "You look for it slowly... I'll play with the swing for a while... I liked swings when I was a child."

As he said that, Song Yang jumped onto the bed, and his childlike hair sat on the swing, swinging around.

"Hey hey! Why do you dare to play with anything? Are you not afraid of being knocked to death?"

Wang Yuan collapsed directly.

Is this an ordinary swing? Why does this silly girl dare to sit on anything? Maybe something is left on it.

"Crash!"

Good and bad spirits.

As soon as Wang Yuan finished speaking, he heard a sound of wood breaking, and the swing fell down.

Song Yang reacted very quickly. In desperation, a backflip landed steadily, while the swing scattered on the bed.

"Depend on!"

Song Yang was furious and punched Wang Yuan: "It's all your fault! What nonsense!"

"Blame me? You are not fat and heavy!" Wang Yuan looked contemptuous.

"I'm only 100 pounds and you say I'm heavy! I'll beat you to death!" Song Yang beat him even harder.

"Slow down..."

Just as Song Yang was punching and kicking Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan suddenly glanced at the scattered swing under the scattered swing, pressing something in a book.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yang stopped, a little confused.

"There's something!"

Wang Yuan quickly walked to the bed and picked up the book-contained thing on the bed, but saw that there was no word on the cover of the book.

[Li Qingluo's Diary]: Task props, which record some private matters.

Item background: It is very immoral to peek at other people’s diaries. Do you really want to read them?

"Li Qingluo?"

Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then handed the diary to Song Yang and said, "Put it open and see what is written inside? Is there any whereabouts of the secrets of martial arts written?"

It turns out that the owner of the house is Li Qingluo.

"oh……"

Song Yang turned on the diary, casually opened it, and then said loudly: "The first day Duan Lang left, I missed him... the second day Duan Lang left, I missed him, I missed him... Duan Lang left..."

"stop!!"

Wang Yuan was one head and two big guys and said speechlessly: "What's the point? It's so unnutritional. Can you find something nutritious?"

"What kind of nutrition can a diary have!" Song Yang curled his lips and continued to turn back.

Turning over the boring and repetitive nonsense in front, Song Yang suddenly said: "I finally don't want Duan Lang anymore."

After saying that, he continued to recite: "Duan Lang said that there is something urgent about the palace and he wants to go back quickly. It's been a month since why haven't he come back yet? I seem to be pregnant... I miss him."

"Duan Lang??Imperial Palace??Is he pregnant?"

Hearing this, Wang Yuan couldn't feel a figure with a wide robe and slow belt appearing in his mind. Could this so-called Duan Lang be the big stallion Duan Zhengchun?

"Is there any more behind?" Wang Yuan asked again quickly.

"kindness……"

Song Yang turned a few more pages and said, "My father and mother don't want me anymore, Duan Lang doesn't want me anymore. Today I met a young man named Wang from Wuxi. I'm about to leave here..."

"Wuxi, surnamed Wang...Li Qingluo."

Wang Yuan murmured to himself and speculated: "I seem to understand a little!"

The owner of this valley suddenly left for some reason, leaving only their daughter to live alone again. Suddenly, a man named Duan (most likely Duan Zhengchun) appeared, lived with her for a while, and then left inexplicably.

Li Qingluo was pregnant and then found a takeover man named Wang from Wuxi.

"His grandma, the takeover man is also worthy of Wang's surname?" After understanding what was going on, Wang Yuan secretly spat.

After figuring out what happened, it is not difficult to know the whereabouts of those martial arts secrets. Eighty times after Li Qingluo became Mrs. Wang, she sent someone to pull back all the previous things here in the morning.

As for this diary, it belongs to the deepest secret in Li Qingluo's heart... Of course, it will not be taken away. As for why it is placed on the swing, it is the designer's bad taste.
Chapter completed!