It's good to be able to find the demonic treasure, but when he thinks that the notebook in his hand is made of demonic skin, Yan Xiaobei still can't help but feel nauseous, and goosebumps all over his body.

"Be patient and write down the contents of this notebook, it's a big reward."

Yan Xiaobei had no choice but to write down the content of the notes, and after having divine thoughts, his memory increased greatly, and it was easy and simple to see and forget ten lines at a glance.

A few minutes later, Yan Xiaobei scanned the contents of the notes, put them on the notes, and put them back in place.

"It's the right place to be here." The mysterious voice said happily: "What kind of knight of the round table is the ancestor of this guy, he must have surrounded and suppressed many witches and even wizards, seized a lot of loot, the demon notes are just one of them, there must be more things to put in unknown places." ”

"Like a hidden secret room?" Yan Xiaobei said.

"Exactly."

Yan Xiaobei rubbed his chin and said: "I remember that in Western novels, there are many secret rooms that like to be hidden in the study, do you think this kind of development is possible." ”

"Maybe."

"So what are you waiting for?"

Yan Xiaobei began to rummage through the cabinets, trying to find out the hidden secret room, although the owner here set up the mechanism very exquisitely, but Yan Xiaobei searched inch by inch with his divine thoughts, and no subtle mechanism could escape the eyes of the law.

In about ten minutes, Yan Xiaobei gently urged the desk placed near the window in the study to move forward by three centimeters.

With a muffled click, the ceiling of the study suddenly cracked, and a staircase slowly extended down.

"Found it."

Yan Xiaobei didn't rush up the stairs, he now unfolded his divine thoughts, and entered the bedroom above the study along the stairs, and found that this was indeed a hidden secret room, without any danger.

Walking around, Yan Xiaobei suppressed his excitement, climbed the stairs, and entered the secret room.

This secret room was two or three times larger than the study, and it was filled with knightly armor, glittering weapons, gold and silver jewelry such as gold cups and bracelets, and, of course, fist-sized diamonds.

Take out any one and buy it, and you can sell it for a good price.

With these things, it is enough for future generations to enjoy endless happiness, at least within ten or twenty generations, there is no need to worry about money.

Yan Xiaobei couldn't help but be stunned when he saw these things, "Good guy, you are worthy of being a descendant of the Knights of the Round Table, how many years do these things have to accumulate to be able to have such wealth." ”

"At least a thousand years or more." The mysterious voice gives pertinent advice.

"Is there a magic weapon in there?"

Yan Xiaobei had never seen a magic weapon, and he didn't know what a magic weapon was, so he had to resort to a mysterious voice.

"Don't make a noise, I'll see." After the mysterious voice finished speaking, Yan Xiaobei took a deep breath and tried not to make a sound, making noise to this mysterious voice.

After a minute, a mysterious voice said, "Go left, take seven steps." ”

Yan Xiaobei followed the instructions of the mysterious voice, walked seven steps to the left, and stopped in front of a knight's armor, this knight's armor does not know what era it is, it is very ancient, but the cold light flashes all over the body, and there is no rust at all, it seems that people often come here to clean and care.

"Look at the sword in his hand." A mysterious voice said.

Yan Xiaobei lowered his head and looked at the sword in the hand of the knight's armor, this is a one-handed giant sword, like the armor shining with cold light, without the slightest trace of rust, the moment he saw this sword, Yan Xiaobei's whole body hair stood upside down, as if someone had put a sword on his neck, and his head could be cut off at any time.

He reflexively stepped back a few steps, looking warily at the one-handed greatsword.

"What kind of sword is this?" Yan Xiaobei's heart trembled, his eyes looked directly at this sword, as if he would fly out at any time to take his name.

"A magic sword." A mysterious voice said.

"This is the magic weapon?"

"Well, it's a magic weapon that is comparable to the Nine Rank Divine Soldiers, but unfortunately it's not suitable for you."

Yan Xiaobei nodded, he didn't know swordsmanship, and he could only swing this sword indiscriminately, and he couldn't play the real liliang of this magic sword, and it would be a tyrannical thing in his hands.

"Let's go, there are no other magic weapons here except this magic sword."

When Yan Xiaobei heard this, he sighed without regret, magic weapons are hard to find, and like divine weapons, if he can have a divine weapon that suits him, Yan Xiaobei's strength will at least double.

However, since there is no suitable side for him here, Yan Xiaobei does not force it.

He exited the chamber and pushed the trap back into place, the staircase was retracted, and the ceiling returned to its original state.

There is not a trace of it being opened.

Then, Yan Xiaobei cautiously left the study, locked the door of the study, and turned to leave.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Yan Xiaobei suddenly heard a reminder from a mysterious voice.

Anxious.

A chilling chill exploded from the spine bones, sweeping through the whole body like a storm, Yan Xiaobei only felt that his whole body was cold and his hair was upside down, his hands and feet were cold, and the cold sword blade was close to his neck, and his head would be cut off in the next second, and the blood would rush wildly.

At the last moment, Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts surged out, and a thick invisible defense was laid against his skin.

Bite!

A soft sound retracted in the empty corridor, and Yan Xiaobei felt that an incomparable liliang slashed his divine thoughts, and then the divine thoughts rebounded and bounced this liliang away.

He lunged forward like a cannonball, then turned sharply.

A strange guy wearing knight's armor, a knight's sword in his hand, and a faint flame burning in the pupils of his helmet, came towards him, his feet fell to the ground, silently, his body seemed to blend into the night, without making a sound.

What's even more strange is that Yan Xiaobei's divine thoughts can't find it.

In the feedback of divine thoughts, there was nothingness ahead, nothing.

But his naked eye clearly saw this strange knight's armor slashing straight towards him, stabbing his throat with a sword, just like the battle-hardened assassin, wonderful and decisive.

A sword stabbed out, and the surrounding air was neatly sliced, and the waves on both sides of the sword body rolled, as if Moses had divided the sea.

Yan Xiaobei's expression was calm, his thoughts surged, turned into a giant hand, and grabbed the sprinting strange knight, the other party was like that frozen picture, maintaining the posture of a stabbing sword, motionless.

Easily subduing the weird guy here, Yan Xiaobei took the time to ask the mysterious voice, "What is this?" ”

"This is an alchemy puppet, but it's not good, just like those Yellow Turban wrestlers who don't enter the stream, it's okay to kill ordinary people, and if you are caught off guard, you can also kill some first-class powerhouses, if you fight head-on, the probability of being beaten to pieces is as high as 99%."

Yan Xiaobei touched his neck and recalled the situation just now, if it weren't for the mysterious voice reminding, he was almost cut off by this guy with a sword.

The mysterious voice continued: "This guy has no intelligence, and it is estimated that he has been ordered to protect the treasure of the secret room, and it is only natural that you, an outsider, have discovered the secret room, and it is only natural that he will be killed." ”

Yan Xiaobei has no doubt that if others find their treasures, they will also kill themselves.

"What to do with this guy." Yan Xiaobei asked.

"Of course it broke him, or as soon as you let go, it will continue to chase you and kill you."

"How do you break it?" Yan Xiaobei didn't know anything about alchemy puppets.

The mysterious voice reminded: "It's very simple, see the flames in its pupils, that is the center of the alchemy puppet, simulate the soul, destroy this thing." ”

"Sim Soul?"

"Well, it's not a real soul, it's a soul made by a demon, made of something weird, sometimes we have to admire these guys, even simulating souls, the study of souls is much higher than ours, and there are many unique inventions."

This is the so-called art industry specialization.

Yan Xiaobei thought.

According to the guidance of the mysterious voice, after Yan Xiaobei destroyed the simulated soul in the knight's armor, he carefully put it back in place without alarming anyone.

After this night adventure, Yan Xiaobei quietly slipped back to his room, lay on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

At eight o'clock the next morning, Yan Xiaobei was woken up by a rapid knock on the door.

Bang Bang Bang ...... Bang Bang Bang ......

"Zhuang, I'm in." The person standing at the door knocked for a while and didn't see anyone open the door, so he said impatiently, and generously pushed the door open and walked in.

Yan Xiaobei turned over and sat up, squinting his eyes, as if he was not fully awake.

"Ovil, what time is it?"

"8:05:32 a.m., well, it's thirty-six seconds."

"It doesn't have to be that precise." Yan Xiaobei plopped and fell down again, "Let me sleep for five minutes." ”

"Zhuang, I think you should get up right now, because we have important work to do in the morning."

"To hell with work."

"You should have told you to your sleep."

In Ovier's attitude of fighting every step, Yan Xiaobei reluctantly got up, and after combing his face, his sleepiness was swept away, and he was very energetic.

Breakfast was enjoyed in the restaurant and was very generous.

Yan Xiaobei devoured and said: "I don't understand very much, weishenme, as the daughter of a nobleman, you actually go to be a reporter." ”

"Because I like it, of course." Auville replied.

"How much I like it."

"I'm even willing to give up my aristocratic status for this job." Ovie said.

Yan Xiaobei immediately understood.