"Hey, okay, okay, the master has something to call me."

It was easy to get the master's permission, Shen Feng dropped the magic stone and rushed out.

In the quiet study, Feng Manlou sat alone, looking at the drawing paper on the desk for a while, very annoyed, no matter how he painted, he couldn't seem to paint the smiling face in his mind.

In a fit of anger, he dropped the rough hair in his hand, got up and walked out of the study, and went to see Liuyun.

Liuyun cultivated butterflies in the cooler room of the attic, and when the wind filled the building and walked in, he was still squatting next to a shelf, and the transparent pole on the shelf contained dozens of white butterflies caught from the forest in the past few days.

Hearing the sound of steady footsteps, Liuyun turned around and said respectfully: "Master! ”

"Well, what's going on, are these butterflies about to break out of their cocoons and become butterflies?"

"Come on, although the owner can rest assured, he only needs to wait for three or five days, and a batch of butterflies will break out of the cocoon!"

Feng Manlou walked closer with his hands behind his back, this kind of thing may not be uncommon in the hidden world sect of the rivers and lakes......

Liuyun saw that the master was worried, so he jumped down from the stool, "Master, the study upstairs is hot, and it will be cool and pleasant to take a nap in the side room on the first floor, why don't you go to the shade for a nap?" ”

"Hmm."

The depressed mood seemed to let him see through it, and Feng Manlou turned around and went downstairs to the side room.

The side room is paved with a long bluestone floor, which is indeed much cooler than the upstairs. It's just that lying on the bed, Feng Manlou couldn't close his eyes, and after tossing and turning for a while, he sat up and only went upstairs to his bedroom.

The warm midday breeze blew in from the window lattice, but it wasn't too hot.

Feng Manlou walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, looking left and right, his eyes sweeping over every furnishing in the room. In addition to a finely carved Nanmu bed, there is a row of semicircular bookshelves like screens.

These two semi-circular bookshelves are so large that they occupy almost an entire wall, with a symmetrical center, six floors in the middle and five floors on both sides, each of which is filled with volumes of books, which seem to be very neat. Even the books are spaced at equal distances from each other.

With the remnants of his past experience, this strange bookshelf was a bit strange.

He approached the bookshelf, his eyes sank, and muttered, "Could it be that this is a secret door?" ”

Feng Manlou stretched out his hand to rub on the scrolls of books, and suddenly heard a "click", followed by a rumbling sound, like a tightly sealed stone door, after years of matching, the dusty door was suddenly opened......

The two bookshelves slowly moved from the symmetrical center to both sides, and the wind filled the building to concentrate on it, and the open door was an equally quiet room, and it was a pause before jumping in.

When he jumped into the room inside the open secret door, he was stunned.

This......

He never thought that this secret door was the big bedroom where his bedroom led directly to the hostess next door!

On the dental bed in the room, the futon is neatly stacked in the middle of the bed, and the two embroidered satin pillows are quietly waiting for the return of the owner! There is a dresser made of golden silk nanmu by the window!

His handsome and flawless face was reflected in the bronze mirror, Feng Manlou frowned deeply, stared down at the wooden comb on the dresser, and there were still a few strands of black hair left between the comb teeth, and all the furnishings were all the same as his bedroom, which ...... What the hell is going on?

Could it be that the woman has been secretly colluding with the people in the Killer Building for a long time?!

He walked lightly to the back of the bedroom door, quietly opened the door, and looked downstairs through the crack in the door, only to catch a glimpse of a few busy figures.