After studying Qinglongmu all night, I still have no clue. I don't know what the cloaked man means. I didn't leave a mobile phone number when I left. I wanted to ask but there was no place to ask. Judging from my uncle's reaction, He didn't seem to know what it was. I said it was an antique I bought, and he obviously believed it. So here's the question. According to the note left by the cloaked man, Qinglong wood is something that many people want to get, and The escape of the young man and Zhang Zhen means that they will spread the news that the Qinglong Wood is in my hands. They can take advantage of the chaos, and I will most likely become the target of public criticism. I am the one who caused the incident. I'm afraid that my uncle and aunt will be implicated. They are just ordinary people and innocent.
Thinking of this, I sighed. Originally, I was just an ordinary person who wanted to live an ordinary life. Why did I have to get involved in this kind of right and wrong? I put away the Qinglong wood and got ready to go out for a run. I thought about it all night, and my head was in a mess. Chaos, I need to run and enjoy the cool morning breeze to wake up.
At 3:30 in the morning, I was jogging alone on the street. Unknowingly, I had been running for more than three hours. I looked at the rising sun and was speechless for a while, and then started running back, running home. At that time, my uncle and aunt had already left for work, and I saw the note left on their table: Xiaoxuan, we didn’t see you when we got up, and you didn’t bring your phone with you. Breakfast is in the kitchen. Don’t forget to go to the gym after dinner.
The handwriting is neat and beautiful, and it looks like it was written by an old aunt. Why are you so sure? Because there was a smile on the back, only the old aunt would call me Xiaoxuan, so I went into the kitchen to eat something simple, then went out to the gym to look for the old aunt. When I arrived at the gym, there was still no one there, so I found the old aunt. Auntie, I saw her doing squats in yoga clothes. The old aunt looked to be only 27 or 28 years old. Coupled with her good figure, the old aunt looked even younger. I walked over and said hello.
"Auntie, I'm here"
"Come on, Xiaoxuan, go change clothes and get ready to start. I'm doing two sets and I'll be ready soon." So I walked into the dressing room to change clothes.
The morning passed quickly, and as usual, I was still being mercilessly abused by the old aunt. I secretly thought to myself, hoping that the old uncle would be merciful in the afternoon.
After arriving at the boxing gym, I saw my old uncle hitting the sandbags. I remembered the note left by the cloaked man, and suddenly I thought about it and secretly decided that I must practice kung fu well. If the news about Qinglongmu really spreads, then I will definitely have to deal with all kinds of difficult people next. Without strength, I am looking for death. Although it is not certain whether the news that Qinglongmu is in my hands will spread, there is definitely nothing wrong with improving my strength.
"Mingxuan, since you're here, why are you dazing at the door? Come in." The old uncle's voice interrupted my thoughts, and I casually agreed and walked in.
This time I studied with my uncle very seriously. I also benefited a lot from his advice. After I got home, after dinner, I hid in my room to study Qinglong wood. I vaguely heard my aunt saying to my uncle.
"Husband, Xiaoxuan has been acting weird since he came back. Why does he run to the bedroom as soon as he finishes eating?"
"Hey, Xiaoxuan has grown up. There are many things he doesn't want to tell us. We need to understand. Besides, Mingxuan may have a girlfriend. He can call her in the room." I listened to my uncle's passionate speech. Guess, I was speechless... I picked up the green dragon statue and smelled it. There was no smell. Then I picked up the wood and smelled it. A strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine came over the floor. I frowned, and then carefully Looking at the wood, there are some intricate lines on it. When I looked carefully, there was a line that suddenly attracted me. It was not that this line was different from the others, but that this line was deeper and it felt like... it could be pulled out. came out, so I pulled it out hard, but there was no response. I twisted it again, but still no response. Just when I was confused, I suddenly had an idea. I quickly took out a pair of pliers, clamped hard with the pliers, and used Even though I tried my best, the wood remained steady. Well, I surrendered. I thought it was too simple.
So I went to my aunt to get an embroidery needle, and she asked me what it was used for. I vaguely said that there was a hole in my sock and I needed to sew it up. The old aunt didn’t think much about it and praised me for being sensible, saying that before I asked her to sew it up. I went back to the bedroom with a blushing face and inserted an embroidery needle into the gap. It just fit in. Then I stabbed hard twice, but it still didn't work. Well, maybe it was just a decoration.
I gave up and threw the embroidery needle on the bed, and I also lay down on the bed. I lay there thinking about it for a while, but I didn't have a clue. I decided not to think about it anymore. I didn't sleep all night last night. I'd better go to bed early today. There will always be a solution.
So I was about to pick up the Qinglongmu from the bed, but by chance, my palm suddenly touched the needle. It hurt, and the needle was quite deep. I quickly pulled the needle out, and saw that my finger was bleeding. I didn't take it seriously, sucked it with my mouth, and then went to pick up the Qinglong wood with my hands. Unexpectedly, as soon as I picked up the wood, something happened suddenly. I felt that the wound was bleeding again. I hurried to look, and it turned out that the wound was again. Blood flowed out, but I didn't pay attention. The blood stained the Qinglong wood, so the Qinglong wood began to suck blood, and then the blood sucked in flowed to the lines. After a while, those shallow lines were filled with blood, and the wood was already filled with blood. The blood was no longer sucking, but the blood that had been sucked was seeping down bit by bit. I watched with my eyes motionless until it completely penetrated. I saw that there was no movement anymore, so I slowly touched the seam. Unexpectedly, as soon as I touched the gap and touched it lightly, the other half fell out... I took a closer look and saw that on the other side of the end that fell out was a cone-shaped thing, very thin and not too long. From the middle A triangle was separated, and I was curious. It looked like a key, but if it was a key, where did it open?
I was thinking hard, and finally an idea came to me. I remembered that there seemed to be a similar hole in the secret room under my bed. I quickly closed the bedroom door, then walked into the underground secret room and started looking for the keyhole.
I went to that location based on my memory and found it quickly. I aimed the key at the hole and inserted it in. When it was fully inserted, I turned it gently until it made two turns.
"Boom...boom..." The originally tight wall next to it cracked and began to move slowly.
I looked at the scene in front of me in shock... Isn't this a plot that only appears in movies?
