Fuji Avenue

Chapter 176 The Secret of the House
The voice outside the door was a little far away, and Buer's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately calmed down. The candle light slowly fell to the ground, dimmed little by little until it was extinguished.

Judging from this person's voice, it seemed that he was the guy who greeted guests at the hotel that he had seen before.

Buer glanced at the witch, and the two of them had the same heart, and they rushed to the upper wall of the fruit house together.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slightly pungent smell that slowly swayed down from the surface of the upper wall.

Fuji took a breath and almost coughed out.

Holding back his breath, he saw a white light shining on the window of the fruit house.

Another voice sounded: "What's wrong?"

"I thought I saw the house lighted up just now."

The guy's voice was getting closer and closer, and soon he was close to the door: "Didn't the chiefs of the mage team say, let's keep this room a little tighter."

The other said: "What are you looking at? They have turned the house upside down, so what else is there to see?"

As the man spoke, there was a groping sound on the door.

His voice suddenly raised a bit: "What are you doing? There is a spell sealed on this seal, do you want to court death?"

Just as he was talking, an impatient voice came from the nearby fruit house:
"What's the noise in the middle of the night!"

"Does the shopkeeper not want to do business anymore?"

There is also the voice of a foreigner who can't understand, screaming:

"..."

The man hurriedly replied: "The man is not sensible, everyone, please rest!"

After that, it seemed that he grabbed the guy's clothes, dragged him back, and lowered his voice: "Go back and deal with you."

Soon, peace returned to inside and outside the fruit house.

The two of them stuck to the roof wall in a tacit understanding. After about three or five sticks of incense, they saw that there was no movement outside, so they fell back to the floor together.

"Be careful." Buer glanced outside through the window, and at some point in the center of the giant tree, a bright light was lit, and the surrounding area was empty, only the sound of leaves being blown and rubbed by the wind.

The light from the bright lamp is drawn in through the window, and the room is still bright.

The witch began to inspect the floor around the wall carefully again, but this time she didn't let Fuji call the candle.

She checked and analyzed with Bu Er: "I guess, their things will never be transferred in time, and most of them are still hidden in these two places. If we can find them, it is feasible to use them to trade with Xi Ya or Lan Hu'er choose."

As he spoke, he looked around again and asked Bu Er: "We hid in another room that day, when we peeked into this room, did you notice anything wrong?"

Following her footsteps, Bu Er buried his head in the ground and looked around the house in a short while.

Side said; "This fruit house seems to be bigger than the surrounding ones."

He looked up and suddenly understood: "This room looks very big from the outside, but it's not as wide as imagined inside."

I also remembered what the witch told him to put the yellow stone on the wall outside the house that day:
"When you paste the yellow stone, remember to paste it at the top, because the floor of this fruit house seems to be higher."

Suddenly, he realized, and was about to speak.

The witch had already walked to the back of the room, groped under a chair, found a button, and pressed it lightly.

A light creak was heard.

Following the sound, I saw a three-foot-square wooden plank prying itself in the center of the room.

"Sure enough!"

Fuji hurriedly walked to the floor, only to see a rather spacious hole underneath, and the inside was completely dark.

No wonder, the visible space inside and outside the house will be different.

He was about to escape, but suddenly hesitated, first called a candle to float down, and instantly illuminated a piece of light.

Looking down, there is a big hole below, and the big hole is empty, only some scraps of waste paper and waste are left.

"One step too late!" He sighed inwardly.

The witch also came over and glanced into the cave, and the situation inside was not beyond her expectations:

"This burrow was found so easily, there's no reason for those Snow Elves guards not to find it."

Bu Er was a little disappointed: "Let's go, Siya will take away everything. If you stay any longer, it will be futile. If the patrolling satellite TV team comes over, it will be troublesome."

The witch shook her head: "I always feel that it's not that simple. If Siya got everything, there shouldn't be such peace in this tree palace. Moreover, there is something wrong in this house The place."

Bu Er couldn't understand what she was saying, and was about to ask.

The witch suddenly raised her head and looked up: "Did you smell anything when you went up just now?"

Bu Erdao: "It smells pungent. I just looked at the upper wall of the roof. It seems that it has just been painted with dye or something."

The witch replied: "I also smelled this smell on Xia Daxue, and I always felt that something was wrong. The fruit house we hid in to spy that day didn't have this smell either."

"In this way, it's probably not the innkeeper's behavior, but these blue light people themselves. It's just that they live in a good place, why do they have to paint the roof?"

As he said that, he sprinted suddenly and stuck to the upper wall of the roof.

Keep your eyes on the wall, inspecting it inch by inch.

When I found a place near the right side of the roof, I suddenly found a one-inch-sized place. Although it looked the same as the surrounding area, after gently touching it with my fingers, there was a slight difference in the touch.

She was a little happy, and tapped that inch of the wall lightly, and then tapped the one next to it, and sure enough there was a different sound.

Then he asked Bu Er to shine a candle, and the light of the fire shone on that inch of the wall, showing a slightly transparent luster, which was clearly distinguished from the surrounding area.

"Open this piece!"

Fuji hurriedly took out a red sharp blade, and with a "swish", it cut towards that place.

There was a sound of "Ding!", the sound of metal hitting, and only one layer of paint fell off that part of the wall.

"Keep your voice down," the witch urged.

No two should, Xin Dao then use the red light blade, I'm afraid it won't work, maybe there will be a lot of commotion.

After thinking for a while, he took out Qingyun Sword and poured some mana into the tip of the sword.

Seeing that the sword edge trembled rapidly, it leaned against the upper wall.

Hearing a low buzzing of "buzzing buzzing", the sword edge slowly penetrated into that wall.

After about half a stick of incense, a small hole was finally dug out, and I was planning to widen it around along the edge of the small hole.

"enough!"

The witch quickly stopped him, cautiously put her hand into the hole, groped for a while, and took out a palm-sized blue transparent diamond-shaped crystal from it:

"It really is here!"

She whispered happily.

Then he handed the crystal to Bu's second hand: "You probe into a piece of spiritual consciousness here."

Bu Er was also emotional, and did as she said.

It's a pity that his cultivation is only at the middle stage of the door-opening state, and his spiritual consciousness is very weak.

When Fang probed into the hard shell on the outside of the crystal, he felt that it was a bit difficult to drill in, just like the feeling of forcing a strand of hair into a mud pool.

He hastened to cheer up, the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness shrank into a ball, and the consciousness that had already protruded became more subtle and tenacious.

It took a lot of effort, and it took another stick of incense before a very tiny strand penetrated.

The next moment, there was a look of ecstasy on his face...

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