The second floor is the same as the first floor, and when you go up the stairs, you will find a row of corridors with a large gate at the end of the corridor and several small doors next to it.

Yan Jin slipped over and found that this place was all where the original owner made and produced. It's just that now almost all the stoves in every room have been removed, and even the floor fire is gone. The only clue that can still be seen is that there are still some nicks on the tables in each room.

These nicks look like handwritten words, each of which is extremely short, and some even have only one word or a word.

It's just that these words have nothing to do with each other, and I can't get any inspiration from them. After Yan Jin studied a few tables, she gave up and looked directly at the rooms, as long as it was a little messy, she would go in to help clean it, which could be regarded as a gesture to repay the original owner of this space for leaving resources.

Coming to the top room on the second floor, this is the main floor of the room dedicated to the idol on the lower floor. It's not been swept away, and the room is still as it is.

Maybe it's because this is the original owner's rest room, and there is nothing related to cultivation, all that is just a few tables, chairs, futons, and some tea sets and dishes and the like, and the furnishings are all still there, these are all antiques outside, each of them is priceless, but for cultivators, they are all useless things.

Zero had wanted to convince the host that there was nothing here, and that he should hurry up again. As a result, the host of her house suddenly took out a piece of white silk, carefully took off the listening bottle on the Eight Treasures Pavilion, gently wiped it clean, and carefully took out the brocade box, put it inside, and finally put it into the game bag.

Zero: "?????"

I almost forgot that her host only likes mundane things.

Scold......

"Ahem...... That one...... Host......" Zero cautiously spoke, "Or, let's not have any of these for now?"

Yan Jin shook his head wildly, but the movements in his hands became softer: "No one appreciates these things left here, I will take them out to appreciate them." ”

Zero: "......"

You admire a fart, you take it out to an antique shop to give people to admire, right?!

In fact, there are not many things in a room, except for these bottles and cans on the Eight Treasures Pavilion, and there are some paintings on the wall.

But Yan Jin didn't let go of any of them, and each one was carefully taken off and put away carefully. After all, these are antiques, and it's worthless to lose a dime.

I really don't understand what those people think, the resources left by others, if you want to take them, you have to waste them. Wouldn't it be nice to think of her like this and take it away with gratitude?

After taking all the antiques that could be held, Yan Jin walked to the door of the room and saluted the room: "Thank you, senior." ”

After speaking, she led Ergou to the stairs on the side of the room and continued to go up.

The third floor was thought to be the same as the two floors below, but who knew that the seemingly ordinary corridor, when Yan Jin stepped up from the last floor of the stairs, the scenery around him suddenly changed.

Yan Jin stood in place, looking at the familiar room, silently distracted.

This is......

A voice suddenly came from the front: "Yan Jin, are you okay, I'm going to send you!"

Yan Jin looked at the computer desk in front of him, and quickly rushed back to the table and replied to Mai: "Okay, okay, what are you urging." ”

After saying that, she sat back on her gaming chair, clicked the mouse, and opened the game login screen.

Putting on headphones and listening to his teammates laughing, Yan Jin looked at the waiting interface on the screen, and wanted to cry for some reason.

What's wrong with her? Yan Jin shook her head, put this sad emotion aside, turned on the camera of the live broadcast, looked at the picture, and chuckled: "I'm sorry, I'm late again, don't blame me, today I saw an old man crossing the street, so I went to help him." ”

glanced at the barrage on the monitor next to him, the screen was full of "hhhhh" and "6666666", which were mixed with a few sentences such as "used to it", "the anchor overslept again", "help the old man cross the road, does the anchor have a mine at home?", "will you be late next time and change a better reason" and so on.

Yan Jin chuckled lightly and began to play games with her teammates, and after a few rounds of meals, she leaned on the back of the chair and took out her mobile phone to open the takeaway APP, swiped it, and for some reason she said with emotion: "It's still convenient here." ”

After speaking, she was suddenly stunned for a moment, and the monitor next to her swiped "Eat again, still eat, aren't you afraid of getting fat", "This is about to start eating again", "Every time I see the amount of food the anchor, I feel ashamed as a man".

Looking at the dense barrage, Yan Jin felt empty in her heart for some reason.

Why is that? Isn't that what she does every day?

Get up, turn on the computer, turn on the live stream, play games, order takeout, eat, play games, turn off the computer, take a shower, and sleep.

How many years has this been repeated?Yan Jin tilted her head and thought about it, it seemed that this had been going on for a long time, she was obviously used to it, why did she feel empty?

Although she doesn't like to go out, she doesn't have much to do with people in reality. But friends who have always been like-minded and play games, or do they play together every day, and they are obviously very happy?

So what's going on with this sudden emptiness in my heart?

She didn't understand, she felt that something was missing.

The doorbell rang in her ears, Yan Jin put down her mobile phone and went to open the door, it was the takeaway that arrived. Yan Jin held the takeaway bag and stared at the takeaway box inside, and the inexplicable feeling came to her heart again.

Why did she suddenly think that the contents of this box must not be delicious?

Returning to the table, pushing the keyboard forward, all the lunch boxes were placed in front of him, opening the lids one by one, looking at the hot air coming out of the boxes, Yan Jin unconsciously sighed again.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" said a teammate's voice through the headset, "You sighed eighty-four times while playing a game today." ”

Yan Jin twitched the corner of her mouth: "Don't be so exaggerated. ”

Another teammate said, "He counted wrong, one hundred and four." ”

Yan Jin put down her chopsticks: "You are even more exaggerated!"

But looking at her favorite Malatang in front of her, she really couldn't be interested at all. She suddenly wanted to eat steamed buns, and she ate the buns that were bought in the mall.

Wait, there's no bun in the mall?

Yan Jin tilted her head, her heart was very messy, looking at the screen and suddenly losing interest in playing, she hurriedly finished picking up the food in front of her, apologized to her teammates, turned off the live broadcast again, and then went straight to the bedroom and plunged into bed.

Simmons softened and flicked.

Yan Jin opened her eyes, touched the soft sheets, and suddenly wanted to sleep on the plank bed.

What's going on today!

She sat up irritably and slammed her fist down.