The official was going out early in the morning, and he didn't say where he was going, but just made breakfast and put it on the table as usual.

He changed his clothes and stood at the door of the bedroom, then expertly buttoned the cuffs, and seeing that Junichi had not woken up yet, he closed the door before leaving.

The light outside the house scorched the plants on the balcony, and the crickets stumbled on the concrete floor, and finally they couldn't go back to the grass. The weather seemed to accept no protests, and the temperature was warmer than ever, ignoring the insults and insisting on turning the temperature to the extreme, and then spinning happily and happily.

When Jing Yi came, she was sweating a lot, so she pointed the electric fan at her head and blew it vigorously, as if it was not enough, so she poured the wind into her clothes before she stopped.

"Why is it so hot today?"

She knew about the occasional departure from here to run errands, but she had no way of knowing what she had done, unless she was willing to tell her.

She went downstairs and made sure that the official was really not here today, she smiled slightly, this matter is also wonderful.

She turned on the air conditioner, turned down the air vent, and tried the milk, and found that the milk was still warm, so she took out a lot of ice from the refrigerator and poured it in, and then drank it in one go.

"It's so cold, it's delicious!" she took the ice from the cup in her mouth and exhaled coldly.

After she had breakfast, she continued to take out a few boxes of ice cream and ate them without restraint.

"The heat is as fierce as a tiger, but fortunately you can express comfort. ”

Joichi remembered the study where the dust had accumulated a few days ago, and decided to go in and clean it up today.

She opened all the windows to let the wind in. The wind occasionally lifts the curtains, then kicks up some dust, carries the dust all over the sky, and then the dust settles.

Joichi removed the white and blue curtains, intending to clean them.

The study is backlit, even if it is daytime, the inside is obscure, and the shelves are full of books, and the chic and elegant book atmosphere here can't help but make people feel that the owner of this house must be a person who loves books very much.

"It's so dirty...... "Jingyi took the rag and cleaned the study diligently, she saw the cobwebs on the top, and could only sigh long.

Only the desktop in the study is the cleanest, because that is the place commonly used by the officials, he is really a selfish little ghost, sweeping the snow in front of the door, regardless of the frost on the tiles.

When he was tired, he stepped on the stool and took down a book, and sat cross-legged to the side and read it for a while.

The books in the study are relatively old, a few books that have been old for a long time have long since begun to fade and peel, and there are even a few manuscripts with crappy stitches on them. Jingyi wiped the books one by one, and only put them back on the shelves after the books had dried.

"Why are there so many books...... The top layer of the bookshelf is close to the innermost place, and something flashes, and Jingyi thinks he has seen it wrong, and when he wipes his eyes and looks carefully, he is indeed wrong. She remembered that the last time she was taken down by the official, the "Treasure of Flowers" had not had time to put it back in place, so she stepped on the chair and stood on tiptoe to move the book up, the chair was stained with water, her feet slipped, and the whole person fell towards the bookshelf, and the sudden impact made the old bookshelf shake unstoppably, and suddenly, the bookshelf fell backwards, and the dust rushed like a desert in a storm......

Jingyi staggered to her feet, her elbow was broken a little, she didn't have time to care about herself, she was already stunned by what she saw - behind the study was a secret room, and a series of footprints led to a door, the footprints had been covered by new dust, and it was evident that few people came here.

The long-term concealment of the secret room has caused the air to be polluted, and the inside is dense and there is no light, so that people cannot see the furnishings inside.

Junichi took out his phone, turned on the flashlight and turned it on to its strongest.

The secret room is gloomy, even if you walk in this hot weather, you will feel the chill in it, there is a wooden frame on the left side of the secret room, there is nothing on the wooden frame, and a large wooden turntable is fixed on the right, the turntable is densely engraved with some characters that you can't understand at a glance, the turntable is made up of three layers, each layer has a space, the center is fixed with a circular hinge, and the workmanship is not exquisite. There was a door facing the bookshelf, which was covered by a tattered piece of fabric, and the paint was mottled and the handle was peeling off, which must have been the result of a long period of repair.

What the hell is the secret, this place Joichi has never heard grandpa mention.

Jingyi studied it carefully for a while, and when she reached out to push it, she found that her hand was stretched out as if she was entering the water, and she couldn't touch anything, only to see her hand passing through a twisted and deformed door, and she pushed the door again, but it was still the same as before. This is a false door, and people can only see an illusion, and there is an unknown magic hidden in it, which attracts the pure one at this time.

She tore off the scrap cloth and put her head in, only to see that it was pitch black inside, and she couldn't see anything, and just when she wanted to come out, her head was sucked by a strange force, and she couldn't pull it out. She felt that the air inside was getting thinner, and it was becoming more difficult to breathe, and her breathing could hardly satisfy her thirst for oxygen, and the blood vessels in her neck became thick as she struggled, and her face flushed after a while. She was still tugging at herself outside, and at this point, she especially regretted her impulsive action......

At the critical moment, the ring in the net hand turned into a protective divine light, and the invisible hand inside resisted with all its strength, the two were comparable, the left and right checks and balances, for a while, the residual wood was broken, the whorl flew sideways, and the momentum was constantly sandwiched, the staggered light flew up like a vortex, and the violent power invaded like a flood beast, and the space and time all collapsed, and a black crack rose to the sky like a flying dragon, and hit directly.

The black light was stronger than the darkness mixed with the desolation in the body, and the net was almost distorted, and the strange power swarmed, like fragments of a disc scraping across the cheeks, and an indescribable pain struck, hitting the heavenly spirit.

The ring forcibly blocked out this inexplicable force, and then its light became fainter and fainter, and finally, there was only a trace of relatively inconspicuous afterglow......

Joichi got out of it in a hurry, she gasped for breath, and it took a long time to come back to her senses.

It's really curious to kill the cat, and its own things can be as powerful as themselves.

The power of the ring is returned to the net hand.

The ring was still useful, at least now she had given up the urge to remove it.

"What a...... Jingyi leaned on the wooden frame and said angrily, but as soon as she left the shelf, she saw a silver needle-like aura shooting towards her, and the speed of the hidden weapon made her unable to dodge, and she was shot by a burst of anger during her escape, and a drop of blood fell from Jingyi's shoulder, falling into the dust on the ground like a slow motion, and the blood droplets wrapped the dust, which was difficult to find in the dark. All the hidden weapons were planted on the walls and shelves, and then turned into a wisp of smoke and dissipated, and the hidden weapons did not appear again.

She looked up at the ceiling, and a sudden whirlwind made it difficult for her to stand up, and suddenly, she collapsed and fell to the slanted bookshelf.