"Side, remember not to be late tomorrow, because it's Scott's combat practice class in the morning, and you know, that stereotypical guy isn't as good a talker as I am." After the Storm Girl finished telling the road, she walked outside the door,

Looking at the sky, the sun was about to set at this time, and it took several people half a day to clean the house.

"I see, Teacher Storm." Lu Fang waved his hand at Storm Girl, watching Storm Girl and Wolverine leave.

"Then it's time for me to leave." Coulson, who was on the side, said at this time, his duty was only to send the passerby here.

If it weren't for Storm Girl and Wolverine, Coulson would have been gone a long time ago, and he had other tasks to do, Fury's vampire old pickpocket, lying in the director's office drinking coffee without saying anything, so that it was unequivocal to arouse his agents to break their legs all over the world.

Such a rotten capitalist life is really ······ It's enviable, Coulson secretly swore that if he became the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he would lie in the air-conditioned room and drink coffee all day, and then go out and pretend to be forced after getting tired of sitting every ten days like Fury, and stay away from this kind of labor life of running and breaking his leg all day long.

Of course, these are just thoughts, there is no news about the application for the eighth-level agent who was declared last time, and with worries about his future future, Coulson hurriedly drove Laura away.

Taking a deep breath and looking at the house that had quieted down, Lu Fang walked in, took out the bag containing several fast food boxes, put them in the bin, and closed the door.

The setting sun fell on the floor of the room through the window, and some dust could be faintly seen floating in the air, and the nose of the road side moved, and the slight smell of rotting wood on the bookshelf could be faintly smelled.

After his eyes lingered on the bookshelves on the first floor, Lu Fang chose to go upstairs, although the house has been transferred for seven years, it seems that the owner of the house has not changed the layout of the house for seven years, and it should be more accurate that the owner has never lived in it.

The first floor is still a normal bookstore, the second floor is a house, and the third floor is a place to store clutter.

With the help of Storm Girl and Logan, the first and second floors have been cleaned and barely occupied, but the third floor has not been touched much. With the idea of making a big move, Lu Fang plans to clean up the third floor.

Anyway, I won't go up often in the future, so just clean it up, it shouldn't take too much time.

Squeak!

The old door was pushed open, and a strong musty smell came, which made the passer-by frown, and he couldn't help but quickly walk to the window, open the curtains, and open the window.

The light poured in with the air, relieving the Lufang and showing everything in the room to the Luyi.

As expected on the passerby, there were basically nothing piled up here with broken furniture and moldy shelves of books.

"It's a little bit more than expected, and it's not difficult to clean up the room, but it's a bit troublesome to deal with these clutter, so forget it, just throw it all out of the house for the time being, and then find time for someone to clean it up." After making up his mind, Lu Yiyi started to do it, and with Lu Yiyi's ability, it was naturally easy to move things.

The only thing he had to pay attention to was to keep the dust from taking up his clothes, but just as the passerby carefully removed the clutter, he was suddenly attracted by one of the drawer tables.

Unlike other clutter, this drawer table is old, but there is not a trace of dust on it, as if it has just been wiped.

Someone wiped this table? As soon as this idea arose in Lu Fang's mind, he immediately rejected it himself

Because even if someone wiped this table, and the passerby just moved something and raised so much dust, it would definitely make this drawer table dusty, but the truth is that this table can't see even a grain of dust.

And when the road side was puzzled, because he moved the position, there happened to be a ray of sunlight shining on the table along the road side's body.

And through this ray of sunlight, Lu Fang finally found that around this table, there seemed to be a mysterious energy layer, repelling all dust in the air.

"There's weirdness." Lu Fang's eyes narrowed, and his spirit was condensed.

So in the real world in Lu Yifang's mind, he felt the direction of the magnetic field energy around this table, and the core of this magnetic field seemed to be something in the table.

Lu Yifang walked over, carefully opened the drawer, and a black leather notebook appeared in Lu Yifang's field of vision.

"Learn the Codex!" Lu Fang picked up the notebook-like notebook and saw the four large Chinese characters on it.

At this time, Lu Yifang could clearly feel that this seemingly ordinary notebook contained a strange energy, which operated in an extremely complex way, and Lu Yifang only had a general glance through the real world, and he had a feeling of dizziness.

After hesitating for a moment, Lu Yifang still opened the notebook, and on the white page of the first page of the notebook, the three big characters "Lu Shanyan" were written on it.

"Father!" Lu Fang stroked the familiar handwriting, which was his father's notebook.

And at the moment when Lu Fang fell into a distraction, the paper of the notebook suddenly emitted a golden light, and in the real world, Lu Fang could clearly feel that a part of the energy condensed in the notebook was agitated at this time, turning into golden points of light and overflowing into the air.

"What's going on?" Just when Lu Fang didn't know what was happening, those golden points of light that spilled into the air suddenly began to operate rapidly under an inexplicable force, forming a golden ring with a diameter of more than one meter.

In the middle of the circle, the space is concave and lifted in unimaginable ways, eventually becoming a passage.

At this time, on the other side of the passage, a figure in a yellow robe slowly walked from the other side of the passage to the front of the road.

I saw the mysterious yellow-robed man glance around, and finally fixed his eyes on the body of the road, and a gentle woman's voice came from under the yellow robe.

"Long time no see, party."

"It's you!" Looking at the person in front of him, Lu Fang was unconsciously surprised.

"Very good, it looks like you remember me." The mysterious woman in the yellow robe nodded, and there seemed to be some relief in her voice.

"How could I have forgotten you." Lu Fang looked at the mysterious woman in front of him with a complicated expression.

"After all, you sent me to the welfare home seven years ago!"