The doorway has not been oiled for an unknown amount of time, and the creaking sound when pushed open is very harsh in the middle of the night, making the hero's scalp tingle.

The courtyard is not big, only a three-story pavilion in the middle, which looks very empty.

"The entrance to the treasury is on the third floor." Su Yanyan said.

Why is the entrance on the third floor and not the treasury on the third floor?

The hero was strange, but he didn't ask, because he felt he was bound to get a very unexpected answer.

He's vomited enough tonight.

Silently touching the front of the pavilion, the main door was not locked, and the hero tried to push it, and the door opened.

What child's play...... Don't spit out, resolutely don't spit out.

Flashing through the door, by the moonlight outside, you can vaguely see rows of bookshelves and a full load of various classics.

The library was quiet, and the smell of ink and aged paper wafted through the air.

When he came to the stairs, he tried to step on them, but fortunately, although the wooden stairs were difficult to avoid crunching, as long as the movements were careful enough, they were basically negligible.

One step at a time, like a devil's ...... Ahem, all the way up, but twenty or thirty steps, he walked for ten minutes, his body was not very tired, but his spirit was already a little tired because of nervousness.

Why should I come to mess around with the stupid goddess? The brain is really in water.

Quietly touching the stairs leading to the third floor, Su Yanyan spoke again: "Note, if the tradition of the school palace has not changed, the two students on duty should be behind the screen in the northeast corner of the third floor, and there are only two rows of bookshelves between them and the stairs. ”

"Where's the treasure trove?" The hero finally couldn't help but ask.

"Underneath the Library."

"Earth...... So why are we going up to the third floor? ”

"There is no gate to the treasure house, and if you want to enter, you can only go through a teleportation circle, and that circle is on the third floor."

I see. In this way, the school palace doesn't care about the treasure trove at all, and the anti-theft measures are still quite strict.

No, his mother is a student who knows it, it's not a secret at all, and the magic circle is just a blind man lighting wax, a waste!

The hero spat out a groan, and the previous decision was naturally nullified.

Because the "technology" of arranging the array has been lost in Middle-earth, the school palace must be a historical legacy, and if it is not used in more important places, it is actually used as a gate that everyone knows, should it be said that the school palace has no fear? Or do the children of the losers not take the efforts of their ancestors seriously?

Once again, he tensed his body and cautiously went up to the third floor, and the hero heard the breathing of two people at the top of the stairs.

The breathing was very even, and it was obvious that the two students who were on duty guarding the treasure house had already gone to play chess with Zhou Gong very dedicatedly.

Rounding a row of bookshelves, the distance was sufficient, the hero stopped, stretched out his hand towards the northeast corner, and this time did not say any more death.

The two students slept even deeper, and the hero exhaled and began to move to relax his tense body.

Su Yanyan appeared in front of him, bent his eyes, and then walked to the screen in the northeast corner, and got closer to take a closer look.

There were four screens, each of which featured a beautiful woman.

They either look at the moon with a sword on their backs, or bow their heads to embroider, or wave a fan to chase butterflies, or feel sorry for themselves in the mirror, with simple brushstrokes, clearly depicting the four personalities of coldness, tranquility, liveliness and sentimentality, which are vivid and lifelike, and are definitely master's handwriting.

Why is the stupid goddess looking at these beauties?

The hero opened his mouth and was about to ask, when he saw Su Yanyan suddenly stretch out his finger and tap each of the four beauties' chests.

Only then did he notice that there was a pendant on the front of the four beauties, and each of the pendants was painted with a colored gemstone, and the sesame seeds were so big that they were easy to ignore if they didn't look carefully.

The next moment, the four beauties suddenly bloomed with brilliance, not dazzling, but soft and warm light.

I'll it! To open the circle to poke the breasts of the beauty, how obscene was the guy who set up this circle back then?

Well, Su Yanyan's father must have tried, and he is obscene enough, where is this kind of person worthy of my mother? Bah!

Gradually, the brilliance condensed into a ball and began to spin, Su Yanyan pulled the hero over, and then the two disappeared out of thin air, and the brilliance also dimmed.

I don't know how long it took.

"You...... Have you had enough? ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, you yanked me just now, and I didn't stand firm, I didn't mean to take advantage of you on purpose."

"I know, but you almost suffocated me, your boobs are so nasty."

"Hehe......"

In the midst of dry laughter, a cluster of flames lit up. Su Yanyan shook the fire fold, and the hero had already recovered his man's body.

What caught the eyes of the two of them was a huge stone room, and there were not many things in the room, except for a few stone platforms and seven or eight rows of Bogu shelves, there were only a wooden box placed against the wall on both sides.

The hero is sure once again that the school palace really doesn't care about the so-called treasure at all.

Valuing people over things, emphasizing knowledge over hidden treasures, is very in line with the positioning of an institution of higher learning.

The air in the stone room is not dirty, and the hero's exposed skin can feel a little cool, obviously there is a passage to ventilate with the outside world.

Su Yanyan lit the candlestick on the wall, extinguished the fire fold, and walked straight to the innermost. Heroes naturally follow.

Coming to a four-foot-high stone platform, the girl opened the small wooden box on it, took out an object in both hands, and showed it to the hero with a smile.

"This is Kui Armor, if you wear it, even if a master of the seventh or eighth grade cuts you with a knife, you will be unharmed."

The hero takes a look, what kind of armor? The name is so mysterious, isn't it just a leather vest? And it's also earthy brown, how ugly and ugly it is, which is seriously not in line with his fashion aesthetics.

After pulling it, he pouted and asked, "Can you block the true qi of the seventh or eighth grade master?" ”

Su Yanyan's smile instantly froze: "Uh...... Yes and no. Four or five grades are about the same. ”

"That is to say, when I put on the knife of the seventh or eighth grade master, my skin will be unharmed, but I will still die due to broken meridians or broken internal organs."

Su Yanyan's forehead jumped: "At least I can resist the claws of the white tiger for you." ”

"To be rigorous, it is the claws of the white tiger of the middle and lower grades. High-grade alien beasts can also cultivate. ”

The girl finally got angry, raised her leg and stepped on him heavily: "Can't you simply say thank you to your aunt and grandmother?" ”

"Yes, yes, thank you for dragging me to take the risk of stealing this treasure armor that can only block the sword, Lao Tzu is almost moved to death!"

The hero jumped with his feet and spoke in a weird manner, and the annoyed Su Yanyan raised his hand to hit him, he dodged back, and accidentally touched something on his back, as if he was electrocuted, and suddenly made him freeze there.

Behind him was a stone platform in the innermost part of the stone room, with no chests on it, only a wooden knife holder on which a knife was placed.

A broken knife that is no more than two feet long and is as black as ink.