When Yu Siqi came to the second floor, on the left hand side of the staircase was the way up, and on the right hand side were more than a dozen symmetrical rooms.

Difficult choices are not easy for people who don't know how to trace their traces, not to mention Yu Siqi's extremely serious choice syndrome.

After casually walking around a few nearby rooms and finding that they were all ordinary rooms, Yu Siqi decided to make a bold attempt to see if they had already gone upstairs.

After all, in a house like this, there are things where the owner lives on the top floor, such as Gong Chen, and his family like to change their rooms to the attic.

Thinking of this, Yu Siqi continued to climb up the stairs on his left, and saw a few portraits of the predecessors of Su Qingwen's family in the middle, looking at it and feeling quite like that.

As he wandered around looking for others, a room unlike the rest caught his eye. Unlike the other rooms that Yu Siqi had entered, there was a silver nameplate inlaid on the door of this room. Although he could barely read the meaning of the words because of his poor English, judging from the length of the words and the beauty of the writing, this should be a relatively important room.

Twisting open the copper doorknob, a clean and tidy room appeared in front of Yu Siqi. On the snow-white walls hung scrolls framed in glass frames, with some unknown country written on them. In the center of the room is a very imposing mahogany desk, and the books on the shelves behind it reveal that the owner of the room loves to read.

There were books all over the room, and although their presence made the otherwise small room a little crowded, the overall atmosphere of the room was unusually good.

Smelling the faint scent of books in the air, Yu Siqi couldn't help but sit behind the desk, picked up a book on the table and began to read.

Unlike other books that sit on the shelves, this is a book that writes about the history of Nimatsu City. The author is a guy named Li Yichi, which roughly tells the origin and development of Xinsong.

What makes Yu Siqi more interesting is that it turns out that Xinsong was two cities a long time ago.

They were Xinye City and Songfeng Town, and later because of geographical changes and blurred borders, people from the two places fought with each other, and a tragic war broke out at one time.

Until a guy named Yu stood up to set all this right and created the future of Shinmatsu City.

It continues to this day, and it's a very worrying past. I didn't expect Xinsong City to come like this, which is very revealing, no wonder there are as many as nine administrative districts in Xinsong. Yu Siqi closed the book and rubbed his temples that were a little painful.

The recent nightmares have made his head a little sensitive, and some pain that should not have happened to him often happens, and I really hope to get out of this situation sooner.

Wait, I seem to have forgotten something.

Jumping up from his chair in a panic, he accidentally touched the pen jar on the table to the ground, and some of the pens that had been inserted in it were scattered on the ground.

For a while, chagrin and remorse began to grow in Siqi's heart. With a feeling of self-blame, Yu Siqi bent down to pick up the jar and put it on the desk to straighten it. But I found that the jar has no bottom, or that this is not actually a jar, not so much a jar, but more like a water cup without a handle, of course... There is also no bottom.

"It's weird." Yu Siqi muttered as he picked up the pens scattered on the ground, and was about to reach for the pencil that had rolled to the bottom of the bookshelf, when a shiny thing made him very curious.

Carefully picking it up, he found it to be a silver coin with indecipherable coats of arms and symbols drawn on it.

Although reason told him that it was okay to collect gold, as an ordinary citizen who had been immersed in society for many years, Yu Siqi chose to put the silver coins in his pocket.

After spending a little time, Yu Siqi had already tried his best to restore the items in his memory. When I returned to the door and looked at this special room, I actually felt a little reluctant.

After ruthlessly closing the door, Yu Siqi heard a man and a woman talking around the corner at the end of the corridor.

"Not here, where the hell did that guy go."

"I don't know, I just hope that your good students don't mess with my things."

"Of course, I vouch for my profession."

"That's fine."

"That's... Hello..."Yu Siqi's sudden appearance in front of them still made them feel a little frightened, especially Su Qingwen, who directly took a few steps back and hit the wall.

"Are you alright," asked Father Ann with concern.

"It's okay, why did you guys appear out of thin air, pranks?" Su Qingwen said with a displeased face.

"I'm lost," Yu Siqi said, "this place is so big, I don't know where you have been, so I have to wander around the room." ”

This statement is very false, and even Yu Siqi himself feels untenable. But Su Qingwen actually glared at him viciously, and walked straight downstairs.

"You're making it easy for us to find!" Father An looked at Yu Siqi, who was a little reserved, and asked in an intriguing tone, "Have you found any treasure?" ”

"No, I didn't see anything, there were unintelligible words and portraits everywhere. And I really want to meet you, and I've been looking for you everywhere the whole time, and I don't have the heart to look at this house carefully. Yu Siqi shook his head again and again and denied.

"That's a pity, there are quite a few good things in this house!" Father Ann smiled and said, "Alright, it's not too early. It's time for us to go back, bothering Miss Su for too long. ”

"Have you done what you said was important?" Yu Siqi asked.

"Of course, it's over." Father An raised the pitch of his voice, and then whispered to Yu Siqi, who looked confused, "This is not a reasonable place to talk, I will talk about it later."

"It's over," Yu Siqi also raised his voice slightly, which made his voice sound a little unnatural.

"You'd better shut me up." Father Ann added in a whisper, and turned to go downstairs.

"Okay, I'll keep it silent, if that's what you want." Yu Siqi followed, stuffing the silver coins in his pocket, but there was a faint voice of protest in his heart.

When they went down to the living room, Su Qingwen was already sitting on a chair and whistling, which sounded a bit like some kind of country music.

"You guys haven't been downstairs for a short time, since you like my house so much, why don't you stay here tonight, there are a lot of guest rooms on the second floor, and there are a lot of changes of clothes in them." Su Qingwen stopped playing the whistle and suggested enthusiastically.

"Then how can it be done, our master and apprentice have already nagged Miss Su too much of her personal time. If I stay without permission, if I don't say it's rude, even my lord may not be able to stand it. Father An solemnly declined this generous invitation, led Yu Siqi, who was silent, to the corridor aisle and said, "If Miss Su doesn't mind, I'd like to ask one last question." ”

"Ask, if I can give you an answer, I will definitely meet your request." Su Qingwen bowed slightly and said, "After all, I am also half of the Holy Gate, facing the seniors of the Holy Sect, how can I and other juniors have rude measures inside." ”

"You're exalting me too much, you know, since I came to Sinsong, I have hardly heard anyone call me a senior." Father An also bowed slightly and said, "Since the master has spoken, then I will also pull down the old face." What about the rest of your family, I mean the 'subordinates'. ”

"Why do you ask this?" Su Qingwen tilted her head, thought for a while and said, "I arranged for them to go to my brother's aftermath, and you know, I'm really tired this day." ”

With that, she symbolically yawned.

"Well, after all, it's so late, so we won't bother anymore." Father An beckoned to Yu Siqi, who was standing in the middle of the hallway, and left the large house first.