The eyes are bright, not magnificent.

Even if it is said that the room is really limited, the furnishings are not luxurious.

But every bit of it is full of ingenuity.

Ordinary furniture, nothing more than tall and short, each with its own purpose, is a dead thing.

And this room ...... There was hardly a place where it didn't move, and nothing looked normal.

When the door opened, Luochen first saw a footstool that he could run, and he came head-on.

When I got to the front, I touched the threshold lightly, and I saw that the ground at the door was turned up, and a pair of slippers were held up. And the footstool, turning on its own, was horizontally on the side of the door, as if waiting for the master to sit down and change his shoes.

Guangyuan was afraid that he would be at a loss for what to do, so he stepped forward and lifted the slippers, and then put them down again.

Then the ground moved, put away his shoes and turned them back.

The footstool was back on the road and running.

Ran to a place where four thin pillars were standing, and stopped again.

As soon as it stopped, it saw a box the size of a desk suddenly fall from the top.

It fell suddenly, to waist-height height, but it stopped abruptly and stopped suddenly. Then, with a movement of the tipple, a set of tea sets was presented, and no one poured it themselves, and a cup of hot tea was served.

Without waiting for Guangyuan to get started, Hongni ran over with an interested face.

After looking at it a few times, he took the tea cup, turned his head to his companion and smiled: "No wonder the heel turn won't fall off, it turns out that there is a magnet inlaid on the bottom." This teapot is also an inverted pot with an open hole at the bottom for filling water. ”

As he spoke, he spilled the cup of hot tea on the ground, then put the empty cup back and waited for the machine to move again.

There was a soft sound on the table, and the tea set was put away and turned back to the glossy surface, and then it slipped up and closed in the hollow of a larger plank.

His eyes followed, and the dust could be understood.

In order not to occupy the land, the owner of the house hung the bed from the roof. The hollowed-out part is the table case, which slides up and down along the notch in the thin column, and is used for two purposes.

After eating and drinking tea, lie down on the table and go directly to bed. The bed hung in the air, and it was more spacious than a normal single couch.

The truth is not difficult to understand, the magic is the mind, and the ingenuity is the craftsmanship.

Luochen was sighing to himself, and suddenly felt that he was rubbed by a foreign object under his feet.

When I looked down, it was a wooden duck with a flower jacket, and I didn't know how to jump out of the horns.

The pot-bellied poop slipped against the ground for a while, and then spun around a few times like a top in the place where the red mud was splashed with tea, absorbing the water stains, and then sliding all the way and disappearing in the dark.

It dragged back and forth, dragging the floor, and the footstool was put away according to the table, and it changed positions again.

In the northwest corner was a standing cabinet, and as the footstool approached, the door flicked open and moved a few feet out, revealing a compartment that served as a washroom.

Luochen stepped forward and roughly checked the cabinet, but there were a few simple drapes, and no other foreign objects remained. But it was the bathroom that opened people's eyes again.

At first glance, it is no more than a column that closes the wall, but it moves left and right, and it is split one after another, showing many hidden functions one after another. There is a lotus canopy for bathing, a small pot of receptacles in the middle for washing, and a gong bucket below.

Immortal cultivators, under normal circumstances, naturally don't need these. However, due to the period when the spell is disabled, the body of the half-immortal may also have mortal symptoms, which is a very useful emergency place.

Another ingenious thought.

Guangyuan followed behind and watched the dust move, and when he looked up and turned around, he knocked on the south-facing windowsill.

Immediately, the wall under the windowsill stretched outward, and after a while, a bookcase was opened.

Compared with ordinary bookcases, the position of the pen mountain inkstone lists the dark grids of large and small placement tools. Most of the things have been taken away, except for a few charcoal pens and a delicate pair of small planers and ink fountains.

The table top is also unusual, with a slight tilt at a certain angle, and the edges are notched, marking the measurement size.

It's a good place to draw.

Dust comes forward, ready to take a closer look.

Hongni glanced at it, felt that it was not very interesting, and dragged Qu Yi and Lao Dao to find another strangeness.

Guangyuan waited for a while, and seeing that he had nothing to say, he also asked Mu Huali and Zhai Wu to discuss the next move, and by the way, he took a few more re-glances at the possible omissions before.

Luochen searched up and down, and saw that there was a file under the case, exposing the corners of the paper, so he flipped through it. As a result, there were only a few large pieces of white paper leftovers, and there were no scroll artwork.

This is not surprising.

Subsequently, I checked the book case in the light, and saw that there were some traces left on the table.

Ink stains can be seen in the shallow places, and knife and pen marks can be seen in the depths.

So he took out two blank sheets of paper from under the bookcase, one with the ink prints, and the other with the rest of the ink fountain and charcoal, and stretched out the sunken prints.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing him holding the paper and looking at the light stupidly, Hongni ran back again.

Goodbye is just two smudged pieces of white paper, pouting and losing interest. Looking down at the case, he found the delicate ink fountain and planer, and the corners of his lips immediately grinned. Played with it twice, and then took it into his arms.

Luochen screened the mystery on the paper, and Yu Guang saw it and reminded: "Don't ask for yourself, it's not big, right?"

Hongni pointed at Guangyuan Yao: "He has slipped the door and picked the lock, you are still talking about this with Ben Daxian? ”

When the dust heard this, he didn't ask anymore.

Qu Yi and Lao Dao heard what they were talking about, and they also slowly followed.

When Mu Huali saw the three people gathering, they also moved closer.

When he got closer, he saw Luochen holding a paper to welcome the light and take a closer look, so he also asked.

Luochen turned around and handed over the paper in his hand one by one: "You see, what may you refer to?"

Several people took turns to finish the marking, some shaking their heads, some groaning.

After a while, Yi Jian Lao Dao handed back the ink, took the rubbing and said, "I can't see that one, but this one has some eyebrows." ”

Someone immediately asked, "What?"

Yi Jian said: "Poor Dao saw some masts and rudder things, I don't know if it's right or not. ”

Mu Huali heard that he took the paper in his hand, screened it carefully, and nodded: "What the Taoist chief said is good, and I look like it." Then he asked Luochen, "Where did you get this?"

Luochen pointed to the bookcase: "Extended on the desktop." He said to the few people who were converging on the paper one after another, "You don't have to bother to dig deeper, it's just some remnants." ”

Hongni was puzzled: "Then you tinkered alone for a long time?"

"I'm just looking for clues. "This is a notched rubbing, which is probably the mark left by making a shuttle model." The ink on the other sheet of paper should be left by the drawing. ”

"So sure?" said Red Clay, gesturing around the room, "this man has done more than one or two things. ”

"Settle down first and then make a life. Luochen said, "The shuttle is a big thing, and if you take it in hand, you will definitely have no time to be fun." ”

"Oh, Ben Daisen understands. You mean, there is a precedence in leaving traces. This man has been busy with big things since then, even if the imprints are stacked and mixed, he still can't leave the shuttle?"

"Hmm. "Falling dust led everyone to the front of the case," judging from the notch, this person should be left-handed. ”

Pointing to the speckled ink and measurements, he said, "According to the habit of writing down, in order to prevent staining the sleeves, the drawing should be moved from right to left." Therefore, the vague zhang character in the upper right corner is the scale ratio. Referring to the scale on the edge of the table and the range of ink on the paper, you might be able to deduce the size of the shuttle?"

Naturally, you can.

Moreover, the approximate volume of the shuttle was deduced, and it was relatively easy to find out the place where it was hidden.

Mu Huali patted Luochen's shoulder, gave an approving look, and said to everyone: "Let's go, there are not many places in the dungeon that can hide such a behemoth." ”

The group then left.

When he stepped out of the threshold, Luochen glanced back at the room with some regret.

It's a pity that I can't think about these things in detail.

The door was closed at the back of the Guangyuan Palace, and the wooden wedge bird under the eaves popped out again.

Touch the reed and then make a voice: "Have a safe journey, come back early!"

Dust laughs.

In comparison, the wooden wedge bird of the heavenly cabinet is simply not worth mentioning. Although there are some small ingenuity, most of them are subtle in the bite of the components. Movement can fly, thanks to spells.

All kinds of things in the bucket room, braking only depends on the machine.

It is the lonely bamboo emperor who likes to collect the treasures of the world, the cockroach entangled branch lamp that can best reflect the trick, the dance and music villain haunts and moves, or because of the opportunity, but the opening of the lips and the song, about still cast a spell.

However, with only a few reeds, they emitted different rhythms in the light touch, simulating the human voice.

is well versed in mechanical arts, but he came to cultivate immortals...... The owner of this room is really a wonderful person.