In the dead of night, the dense forest in the deep mountains was quiet, but suddenly there was a noisy sound.

The sound was mixed with the sound of talking, laughter, and the clashing of iron objects, which seemed extremely harsh in the silence of the night.

This voice suddenly woke up Jiang Qingsong, he turned over, sat up, leaned on the trunk of the tree, and quietly listened to every move around him with his ears pricked up.

Seeing that there was a fire approaching in his direction, and the sound of horses' hooves was noisy and chaotic, Jiang Qingsong knew that it must be the gang of thieves who came.

Because of the uncontrollable fear in his heart, he hugged the trunk of the tree tightly, and did not even dare to take a breath of air.

Fortunately, these thieves were in a state of full return, talking to each other, and they didn't expect someone to hide in the night, so they also relaxed their vigilance, not to mention noticing Jiang Qingsong hiding in some branches.

Jiang Qingsong peeked through the cracks in the branches, watching the thieves pass under the trees, and the horses were carrying a huge package on their backs.

It must have been some valuable goods looted from the surrounding villages, which made Jiang Qingsong's timidity disappear a lot, and he was faintly excited.

When the thieves passed, Jiang Qingsong climbed down the trunk of the tree and quietly followed their pace.

The thieves did not notice that they were being followed, and they sang until they reached a steep rock wall before stopping.

Jiang Qingsong was secretly happy in his heart, he felt that he had found the hidden treasures of these thieves, and he held his breath and watched quietly.

However, the scene that followed made his eyes widen and saw the most unbelievable scene after so many years of life.

The golden-armored thief who was the leader shouted a language that Jiang Qingsong couldn't understand, and then on his body, the golden light vibrated greatly, directly shining this pitch-black mountain cliff.

On the steep rock wall, a huge golden pattern also shines, with a charm similar to the strange figure on the cover of the old fairy tale book, but the complexity is much worse.

The golden light emitted by this figure enveloped dozens of thieves and the horses beneath them, and the next moment, everything under the golden light disappeared without a trace, not a single hair remained.

Jiang Qingsong, who was hiding behind the tree, was dumbfounded, and after being stunned for a long time, he realized that his clothes were already wet with sweat.

He felt a burst of excitement in his heart, although he had already learned from his memory that there were all kinds of strange abilities and magic in this world, but this was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes.

He had a faint guess in his heart, that is, in this mysterious stronghold of thieves, there would be no cultivation methods or magic spells.

Jiang Qingsong's intuition told him that there must be, which also strengthened his determination to go in and find out.

He no longer felt cold at this moment, and his sleepiness was long gone. Hiding behind a tree, waiting for the gang of robbers to come out.

According to his guess, these robbers will not hide in the treasure house after plundering, but will go back to the nearby towns to have some fun.

Sure enough, as he expected, about half an hour later, the same golden pattern and golden light shone again, and these dozens of people reappeared in the clearing.

This time they did not ride horses or wear armor, but only civilian clothes with swords pinned to their waists.

The robbers, carrying their money bags, walked further and further along the mountain road.

After being sure that they had gone far and would not come back again, Jiang Qingsong carefully climbed down the thick trunk.

He walked over to the glowing rock wall and reached out his hands curiously to touch them.

There was nothing unusual about it when he touched it, so Jiang Qingsong took a few steps back, pretending to be the leader of the scholars and robbers, and shouted out the incantation.

And then...

Nothing happened...

The scene was very embarrassing for a while...

Jiang Qingsong also understood that this must belong to something similar to the magic mentioned in the previous life, which could be transferred in space or directly opened up a space in the mountain.

For a while, Jiang Qingsong was a little depressed, a treasure belonging to thieves full of ill-gotten gains, and even magical cultivation methods, was placed in front of him, but he couldn't open it!

In addition to this, he actually has a puzzle point. It was because of that fairy tale book that he had crossed over, which had proven that the book was nothing extraordinary.

And after he wrote the story of "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves" in this book, there was really a robbery by thieves and the discovery of treasures.

Let's not say whether this is a complete coincidence, but if this incident has nothing to do with that fairy tale book, Jiang Qingsong will not believe it.

At this moment, it was almost the fifth watch, and the sky in the distance had already revealed the white of the fish's belly, and Jiang Qingsong felt that it was time to go back.

After all, he already knows the location of this treasure, and the treasure won't run away on its own long legs, so it's better to think about it more after going back and find an opportunity to come back later.

In this way, he took advantage of the glimmer of the morning and left the vast mountain.

After returning to the village, it took a long time to explain to the village chief why he had disappeared for so long.

Fortunately, Qingsong is already sixteen years old, so the village chief is not as worried about him as before.

Qing Song was alone in his room, looking at the fairy tale book all day, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

No matter who it is, inexplicably crossing into such a strange world and encountering so many bizarre things, it will definitely fall into a state of bewilderment.

Qing Song stayed unsettled until the evening, and he couldn't let go of the treasure in his heart.

By nine o'clock, the village chief had already fallen asleep, so Qingsong decided to go into the mountains again to find out.

Unlike last time, this time he went into the mountains again, carrying his worn-out fairy tale book in his arms.

It was difficult to walk at night, and by the time he arrived at the last place, it had already passed the third watch. The moon rose overhead, shedding a cool shimmer.

Jiang Qingsong recognized the way this time and went straight to the stone wall that could exude a golden pattern.

He was still hiding behind the trees, and it was better to be cautious, after all, he didn't know where the robbers were at this moment.

There was another thing that made Jiang Qingsong even more outrageous, and that was the incantation that the bandit leader shouted yesterday. When he returned to the village, he inquired about the villagers, and it turned out to be the dialect of this area, which means "Sesame, open the door"!

This not only made Qing Song feel crying and laughing, but also made him firmly believe that this mysterious treasure is definitely inextricably linked to the fairy tale book and the story of "Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves".

Qing Song thought seriously for a long time, this is just a treasure for the robbers, and they will only place their belongings here after plundering, and it is impossible to live in this deep mountain for a long time.

He squatted outside the stone wall for more than half an hour, and finally made up his mind to explore again.

He plucked up his courage and walked over to the rock wall, shouting again the local dialect version of "Sesame, open the door."

Even he himself was determined that nothing would happen. After all, he didn't understand the cultivation of this world or the strange abilities of magic or anything.

But reality is always full of drama, and when he doesn't hold out any hope, the old fairy tale book in his arms suddenly exudes a purple demonic brilliance.

The intricate pattern on the cover of the fairy tale book shone purple at this time. Even Jiang Qingsong could clearly feel that a powerful energy fluctuation emanated from the book.

Almost at the same time, the stone wall also emitted a crystal golden light, which was extremely conspicuous and bright in the dark night.

The golden pattern gradually emerges, although it cannot be compared with the purple graphics on the fairy tale books, but it also reveals a hint of mystery.

Before Jiang Qingsong could recover from his stunned stupture, a golden light enveloped him, and then disappeared from his place.

He felt something squeezing his body, leaving him a little breathless. This feeling is somewhat similar to when I first crossed over.

When his breathing was smooth again, Jiang Qingsong opened his eyes.

And then... His 24k titanium dog eye was blinded...

What caught my eye was a large half-man-high chest, and in the chest, it was full of gold, silver, treasures, and silk brocade, which were piled up directly into a small mountain, which looked extremely magnificent.

In this cave several meters high, it is lit up by flaming torches on both sides.

Under the firelight, these gold and silver treasures radiated a dazzling light, and the eyes of the people who were shining with the brilliance of gold and silver were painful.

Although shock was inevitable, Jiang Qingsong's previous life, as a modern person, and he had been mentally prepared before, quickly came back to his senses.

Compared to these wealth, he wanted to find the secret of being able to cultivate, after all, only strength is the foundation of his foothold, this truth, as an orphan, he has understood since he was a child.

Naturally, the secret books of cultivation could not be stacked together with these gold and silver treasures, and they must be in the depths of the cave.

Jiang Qingsong picked up a few small but valuable items from the jewelry, put them in his pocket, and then walked towards the inside of the cave.

Sure enough, after walking through these treasures, a few feet away, there was a quaint iron box.

The iron box is half a meter wide, and it looks ordinary, and there is a large black iron lock on it, which indicates its extraordinaryness.

Qing Song was sure that this must be something very important, otherwise it would not have been placed in the deepest part of the cave, with such a huge iron lock.

Even if it is not a secret book for cultivation, it must be a treasure that is worth far more than gold and silver.

Now he doesn't have the tools at hand, so Qing Song has no way to open the iron box, and seeing the mysterious treasure in front of him but not getting it really makes Qing Song feel a headache.

However, he was soon relieved, because although he could not open it, he could carry the whole small iron box.

In this way, Qing Song carried the entire small iron box, once again used the fairy tale book to open the space door, returned to the woods of the vast mountain, and embarked on the return journey back to the village.