White mist, the abyss of fog hidden.

According to the records in the Notebook of the White Mist God Son, the former should be the great master of the Yongjihui Society, while the latter should be the destination of the three wheels.

"In other words, the secret flowers are hidden in the White Mist Temple, while the Triaxial Essence is hidden in the Abyss of the Mist Hidden."

Xicheng style fingers bounced slightly.

Although I did not get information about the White Mist Puppy in the study, I learned about the collection location of the Great Master of Yongjihui and the Three-Wheel Purpose.

This can be regarded as an unexpected surprise.

Xicheng style closed the diary and reached out to flip through the books on the bookshelf.

The books that the White Mizuki Godzi read were all collections of haiku and miscellaneous events that Japanese literati lamented the love and the moon, and were useless at all.

Xicheng Style just casually flipped through the books and put them down and walked out the door.

At this time, the God of White Mur has already sorted out her emotions. When she saw the Xicheng style coming out, she hurriedly greeted her:

"How is it? Shijun? Have you found anything?"

"Yes." Xichengshi nodded, then handed over the diary in his hand to the godson of Baiwu: "For you."

After all, it is the private property of the White Mist God Son, so it is better to leave it to her to hold it.

Looking at the cherry-patterned diary, the White Fog Godzi hesitated for a while, stretching out his hand, not knowing whether to take it or not.

She was still a little confused.

However, Xicheng Style didn't care whether she was confused or not, so she simply stuffed the cherry diary into her hand.

It is too troublesome to enlighten the little girl's emotions.

It's better to force it here.

After doing all this, Xicheng Shi lifted the flashlight and walked forward: "Let's go."

"..." Bai Wu Shenzi looked at the notebook in surprise, and then looked at the back of Xicheng who was exploring without looking forward.

For some reason, I felt relieved in my heart.

"Shijun, wait for me."

The Godzi of Baiwu put the notebook into his backpack and followed without saying a word.

......

The next exploration process will be very fast.

There are many rooms all the way through here.

What kind of meditation room, the dressing room also has many maple leaves and red flowers, and I don’t know what the meaning is.

These rooms are not as harmonious and stable as the study room.

On the walls, on the ceiling, the already blackened tatami floor... are covered with blood spots and blood stains that have been solidified and dried for a long time.

Among them, there were many shriveled and rotten corpses lying horizontally and vertically.

The rotten smell gathered together with the damp and eroded smell in the room, forming an indescribable smell.

Fortunately, the Godzi Baiwu and Xicheng Shi have seen many of these scenes along the way, so both of them can still maintain basic calm.

Although it smells a little stinky, I can only endure it here.

It took almost twenty minutes to walk and stop like this, and Xicheng Style and Baiwu Shenzi stood in front of a room.

This is obviously a woman's room.

The bedding is neatly stacked and placed in the corner of the room.

White kimono hanging on the side wall.

A dressing table with polished bronze mirrors - there are debris such as combs on it.

Apart from these, there is not much in the room.

The empty room just looks like an indescribable feeling of loneliness.

As we have learned from the diary of the God Son of White Mist, Nakashi City, that only the God Son of White Mist lives alone in this building.

Then you can be sure that this is the room of the God of White Mur.

At this time, the heartless man of the God of White Mur has already come out of the loss just now.

She walked into her own room like a curious baby, touched here and looked there, then turned her head and couldn't help asking Xicheng style:

"Shijun, why is my room so simple? It looks so lonely as it is empty."

"Ask yourself."

Your own room, come over and ask me what's the matter?

The question of the White Mur Godson doesn’t have to be thought about, and you will know it’s nonsense as soon as you hear it.

Xichengshi didn't bother to pay attention to her, so she started looking for clues with a flashlight.

The reason why this bedroom is very large and there is so little furniture is probably because of the request of the White Murak Godzi himself before his amnesia.

It's pretty clean inside, but because no one takes care of it for a long time, it naturally falls everywhere.

Xicheng Style first opened the closet and searched for it.

There is a wooden storage box inside, and a copper lock is also on it.

The surface of this lock is filled with various pattern blocks, which seems to be an unlocked lock made of some ancient technique.

Looking at the lock, Xicheng style eyebrows were raised and his eyes flashed.

"What's wrong? Shijun?"

Seeing that the Xicheng style seemed to have noticed something, Bai Wu Shenzi walked over with some curiosity.

Her eyes were very sharp, and she suddenly saw the decrypted copper lock in Xicheng style's hand, and she screamed excitedly:

"Isn't this the kind of unlock lock? This can be given to me. I have a good brain, so it's OK to unlock this lock."

The Godzi Baiwu volunteered, and at the same time patted his chest, with an expression that he would be fine to leave it to me.

Looking at her expression, Xicheng style hesitated for a while, and finally-

"No need." Xicheng style waved his hand.

"Hey? No need?" Bai Wu Shenzi posted over with a funny look: "Shijun, you don't need to pretend to understand if you don't know. Please ask me occasionally, I'm good at unlocking this kind of lock,"

"..." Xichengshi glanced at her, then said nothing—

It actually broke the lock into two pieces like this.

"alright."

Xicheng style threw away the broken lock and said calmly.

"..." The son of the White Mist.

This kind of lock on the White Mist God Son is indeed sure to untie it.

She originally wanted to show her strengths in front of Xicheng Style... but she didn't expect Xicheng Style to give her this opportunity at all.

Seeing the Xicheng style opening the storage box, Bai Wu Shenzi also came to his senses and looked inward.

She cared about what kind of person she was before.

Most of the things placed in the wooden storage box are sword jade, feather shuttlecock and other items.

Apart from these things—

"It's gone?" Bai Wu Shenzi looked at the empty storage box and looked at the sword jade placed next to him.

She couldn't help but turn her head and asked, "Just just to put these things, I made such a big box? What did you think?"

"Ask yourself." Xichengshi replied in a constant tone.

but...

Bai Wu Shenzi was right... I specially prepared such a large storage box for this little thing... This is a bit...

etc!

A gaze flashed in Xicheng style.

His body retreated partly and looked at the volume of the storage box.

This storage box looks very large from the outside... Compared to the volume, the volume inside is a bit unremarkable... It seems to be-

It's like hiding a dark square!

Thinking of this, Xicheng Style carried a flashlight and shone on both sides of the bottom plate of the cabinet.

As expected.

The rightmost part of the bottom plate of the locker is not very regular, just enough for someone to insert his fingers into it.

Xicheng Style stretched out his hand without hesitation and lifted the bottom plate directly.
To be continued...