Uncle Gong Jian staggered to the outside of Gong Jian's room again, and then looked at the familiar window, Uncle Gong Jian raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and this time started more carefully, the movements in his hands.

Not to mention, the skills that Uncle Gong Jian just explained were indeed useful, and soon, Uncle Gong Jian mastered the method of how to pry open the window. After a while, only a click was heard, and as soon as the working uncle heard this faint sound, his heart was full of joy, and it seemed that the wood that was stuck in the window had been opened by him.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and pushed the window, and sure enough, the window immediately opened with the movement of his hand. This time Uncle Gong Jian was very happy. He was finally able to enter Gong Jian's room, which was like a treasure trove in his heart, and slowly opened its door at this time, just waiting for himself to walk in and take it at will.

The window was opened, but Uncle Gong Jian faced another problem, his ankle was sprained, and now he still needs some effort to pass through the window and enter Gong Jian's room. But this is definitely not difficult Uncle Gong Jian, at this time he is eagerly thinking about the gold and silver mountains in the room, for him, this is not difficult at all. So Uncle Gong Jian took out unprecedented strength, dragged his injured ankle, and struggled to climb into Gong Jian's room.

The inside of the house, as outside, was dark, even darker than the outside. Uncle Gong Jian didn't dare to make any more movements after he bumped into the slight movement of a piece of furniture, after all, he was also afraid that these movements would wake up the people nearby.

Uncle Gong Jian carefully groped for a long time, and then thought of the New Year, when he entered Gong Jian's room, it was the scene at that time, and after carefully recalling it for a long time, he probably touched the location of Gong Jian's desk.

Through recollection, Uncle Gong Jian remembered that next to Gong Jian's desk, it should be his bookshelf, and on one side of the bookshelf, it should be a cabinet where Gong Jian placed things. He felt that his goal should be set on the cabinet for the time being, and the contents should be able to find something valuable.

Now Uncle Gong Jian feels that he and his mother-in-law obviously prepared too simply. They all thought about how they could enter the room through the window, why didn't they prepare a fire fold for themselves?

If there was a fire breaker, he would be able to light a candle in his room now, and it would be better than slowly groping with his eyes black like he is now. After a long time, Uncle Gong Jian felt confused again, he clearly remembered that he had the impression that there was a bookshelf next to it, but he had just touched it for a long time, and he only touched the bare wall.

The bookshelf that should be full of books is not where it should be, let alone the cabinet next to it, which is also empty.

didn't find what he was looking for, Uncle Gong Jian was a little anxious, he hurriedly walked to the other end of the room, one didn't pay attention, hit his head on something, and immediately hit him dizzy, almost fell to the ground.

When his head was not so dizzy, Uncle Gong Jian no longer dared to be so reckless, walking around this dark room. He immediately straightened his hands and groped his way towards a blind man, not daring to walk directly as he had just done, and soon he touched something like a pillar with both hands.

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nbsp; He touched down the pillar, and realized that what he was looking for should be Gong Jian's bed. There were pillars all around the bed, and just now he himself was in a hurry, and he hit one of the pillars directly.

Fortunately, because it was pitch black, he didn't walk so confidently and quickly, so just now, except for hitting him a little dizzy, there was nothing serious.

Since he figured out that this was a bed, Uncle Gong Jian simply sat on Gong Jian's bed, he had to think about it, when he came to this room during the Spring Festival, where did Gong Jian get the things?

He clearly remembered that there should be a cabinet next to the wall just now. But now it's empty, nothing. He had been groping around the wall he had been standing on for a long time, and it was indeed the same position, but now there was only a slippery wall.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, what was the reason for this? Uncle Gong Jian sat on the bed, although he was now down-to-earth, but he didn't figure out what was going on in his heart for a long time, and finally he had to stand up again.

He was unwilling to prepare, and tried his luck on several other walls, and it was possible that during the Spring Festival, after he left, Gong Jian changed the furniture in his room. Although this bed seems to be in its original position in his impression. Just as he struggled to sit up from the bed, Uncle Gong Jian suddenly realized that there was something he seemed to have overlooked.

So Uncle Gong Jian's movements became slow, and as he moved, he thought about what he had overlooked.

Just when Uncle Gong Jian racked his brains and didn't think about what he hadn't thought about, he was about to give up, suddenly a flash of inspiration dawned, and he finally realized that from just now, he had ignored one thing. He sat back on the bed again, his hands quickly groping around the bed.

Soon, after Uncle Gong Jian touched the bed, he was a little depressed and sat back on the edge of the bed.

And a moment later, Uncle Gong Jian seemed to have the courage to stand up against the pillar again, and simply touched it inch by inch along the wall next to him.

He wasn't as careful as he was just now this time, and the speed of groping was obviously much faster than just now, and with a sense of eagerness, he quickly groped along the wall. Soon he figured out the layout of the room, and apart from the bed in the corner, there was only a desk by the window, and there was no other furniture in the room.

At this moment, Uncle Gong Jian felt that the whole world had become gray, which was too far from what she imagined. Somewhat frustrated, he leaned on the bed's post and sat back on the bed. This time, he sat down slowly and sluggishly, as if his whole spiritual energy had been withdrawn at once.

It turned out that just now, Uncle Gong Jian suddenly realized that something was wrong and had been ignored by him. After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that the feeling of sitting on the bed just now was wrong.

Uncle Gong Jian groped in bed for a while, which proved where the feeling of something wrong in his heart just now came from. It turned out that this bed was actually a bare board, not to mention the quilt and pillow for sleeping, and there was not even a mattress for making the bed.

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