He stopped hesitantly, put down the elbow that was covering his face and took a closer look——

Well, it is indeed not a ghost, but the ice-cube-like eldest disciple of the Shen family.

"What the hell-"

Dadong blurted out the vulgar words, but he couldn't stop himself. He held it in for a long time before he managed to say: "Who are you trying to scare by standing there without saying a word!"

The man's skin was originally white, but when it was illuminated by the old-fashioned white light bulb, it became even less warm. He seemed to be convinced, and looked at Dadong expressionlessly, and mocked: "I didn't expect that I was just standing there.

, can scare people into running away.”

He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then added: "We can't find the door yet."

Dadong: "..."

He wanted to retort, but when he lowered his head and saw that he was huddled in the corner in an extremely inelegant posture, as if he could drill a hole and get out, he really had no confidence to refute.

Dadong's dark skin was slightly red. He stood up straight against the wall and straightened his clothes. He hesitated for a moment and defended himself: "You don't know what I've been through. If you had just walked in

One of them will only scream worse than me."

The other party glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention at all, but looked at the layout of the room.

This is a study room with a whole wall of mahogany bookcases and a heavy and spacious desk. On the desk are calendars, leather-bound books, pens and an emerald-colored desk lamp.

There is a high-backed chair behind the table, which is half-Chinese but not Western-style, and the floor is a gray-brown carpet with woven patterns.

"It has the style of a small western-style building," Dadong said.

He actually didn't want to chat with the eldest disciple of the Shen family, after all, he didn't seem like a talkative person. But he needed a topic to talk about to ease the gaffe and embarrassment just now.

Sure enough, the other party didn't say anything.

But inside the room, oh no, a female voice should have sounded throughout the whole house: "This secret room is adapted from a real incident -"

"This voice sounds familiar." Dadong muttered.

This time, the disciple of the Shen family ignored him, frowned and said "hiss", signaling him to listen honestly and not interrupt.

Dadong was almost suffocated.

He said in his heart that I am your senior after all. I am not as good as you, but I am more than enough than you, right? Why do you look like you dislike me to death? I really don’t count at all.

How courageous are you?

He felt that he was still too good-tempered and seemed to have no airs, otherwise he would not be embarrassed by this handsome embroidered pillow.

When he got out of this cage and gave feedback to Aunt Zhang, he would definitely add the sentence "I don't know how high the world is" to his evaluation.

"In the early years of the Republic of China, a wealthy businessman named Shen lived in a bungalow in Sanmidian and ran a tea business. The couple was busy with social activities and often went to Peking and Tianjin for several months, rarely at home. At home The permanent residents are his four children - a son, three daughters, the housekeeper, the wet nurse, the teacher, the cook and the wet nurse's son."

"The children have been playing together since they were young. They are everywhere upstairs and downstairs, in front of and behind the yard."

"Until one day, someone disappeared."

"The missing person is the eldest daughter of a wealthy businessman, named Shen Manyi, 11 years old."

"The housekeeper and the wet nurse were anxiously wandering in the study. The others were locked in different rooms due to the prank. The housekeeper said: Let the others out first and think of a solution together. The wet nurse agreed."

After saying this, the room became quiet.

Dadong looked around and was speechless: "We don't really have to follow the secret room process, do we?"

When I heard about it, I walked to the door and said, "Let the others out first."

Dadong nodded in agreement, but after he nodded, he felt something was wrong.

These words sounded familiar, exactly the same as those on the radio just now, and he accidentally stepped into the role of a wet nurse.

…

The black-skinned nanny felt a hint of anger.

When I heard this, I didn't even look at the wet nurse in Dadong.

He turned the doorknob, but unexpectedly it couldn't be opened. So he tightened the white cotton thread wrapped around his finger, and just as he was about to move, he heard the black-skinned wet nurse say: "Don't mess around!"

Dadong had the good fortune to see some half-assed puppeteers in the past. They had only half-understood puppet skills and used them blindly. They often made mistakes, and some even tied themselves up and almost strangled themselves.

He himself often made mistakes when he first learned puppetry, and he had learned a lot from it, so he was not sensitive to newbies.

"You're too perfunctory with your thread." Dadong stared at Wen Shi's fingers.

The puppet master is actually very particular about how to wrap the thread. There are instructions on where to cross and how many times to wrap around. This is just like the brushwork of drawing a spell or the formula of forming an array. You can't do it randomly.

Of course, top puppet masters are excepted. After all, there is a saying that "without a sword is better than having a sword." That is another level. You can control the puppet by wrapping any string around it, or even without a string.

But that's not considered.

"This one should be wrapped around the index finger first, then wrapped around the ring finger three times, and then wrapped back around the index finger. You-" Dadong was speechless.

Just looking good is useless.

When he rolled his eyes and asked, "Tell me the truth, how many months have you studied?"

Hearing this, he remained silent and did not answer.

The black-skinned nanny is timid and to be honest, it scares him easily.

But Dadong obviously just wanted to laugh and didn't expect an answer. He waved his hand to the side and said with a headache: "Give way, don't get confused, I'll do it."

When he heard this, he still said nothing and looked at the other party with a strange look.
Chapter completed!