Secret.? Wen? ＝≤≈．

These two words alone are enough to ignite the soul of gossip.

What's more, it's a secret of the elves.

I kind of can't wait to find out.

Wren smiled, tapped his index finger on the table, and was silent.

Cast a mist before somebody's eyes.

"Tell me, what do you want to change this secret?"

"The secret is free, but remember what you promised?"

I laughed, got up, and pointed at him, "Wait, I'll cash it out for you now." ”

Although the top wine of the elves is not as good as the fruit wine of the elves, it is also one of the best wines of the Zephyr 6.

Usually Wren doesn't drink, but when the wine appears, a trace of the greed of an old drinker flashes in his eyes.

It's the same as Taylor's.

"I thought you didn't drink."

"Who said that" Wren took the wine box and hugged it tightly in his arms: "I don't drink bad wine, but good wine must be drunk, especially the top wine of the elf clan." ”

Still a picky old drinker.

"Secrets, let's talk about it."

As I say this, I can already smell the smell of food wafting from the kitchen.

"I've been lurking in the Elder's house for the past few days, and I've found a very interesting pattern," Wren said, "On the side of the wall, I found a secret door. ”

"It's normal to have a secret door," I said, "and the more powerful the person, the more afraid of death, and to prevent retaliation, they often make a secret door in the most inconspicuous part of the room, or dig out a dark room." ”

"Won't I notice the secret door for escape?" There was a slight dissatisfaction in Wren's tone.

That's right, he's an expert, it's impossible not to even figure this thing out, but I'm talking too much.

Wren stroked the wine in his arms and continued: "This secret door is very special, every time the elder chooses to sneak in when no one is around, and the length of time to enter is also different, sometimes it is a few minutes, sometimes it is a few hours, there is no pattern. ”

"Well, that's a bit weird," I nodded, and I asked, "What do you think would be behind the secret door?" ”

"I don't know" Wren shook his head: "I haven't been in, but I always feel that it won't be easy." ”

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

"That's the secret you're talking about?"

"Isn't that a secret?"

I covered my forehead: "You haven't even figured out what is behind the secret door, so you dare to say that this is a secret, what if behind the door is something from x?" ”

Hearing my words, Wren was a little furious: "Who do you think will be dressed up, especially formal clothes?" ”

"I don't know, what quirks does she have?" I asked.

"Quirks?" Wren's eyes couldn't help jumping, and his face became even more hideous: "Are you lurking in her room for a week, or am I lurking in her room for a week!" Is it a quirk, how could I not know! ”

Boom!

Two blows, and Wren and I fell to the table at the same time.

Phoenix raised his fist, and a row of bursting tendons appeared on his forehead: "Don't say something strange here!" It's going to take Reily and Lizzy badly! ”

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This is the end of the quarrel, because, the meal is served.

Wren didn't stay to eat together, he told me that he wasn't used to it and just liked to eat quietly alone.

I tried to keep him, but he refused.

Wren's back image when he left was an old man, no, he was originally an old man, but usually, I never treated him as an old man.

Wren was humming a song when he left, looking happy.

That's right, an old drinker gets a case of the best wine at once, and everyone must be happy if they change it.

Taylor was not happy.

A box of his wine was taken away for no reason, which was unbearable pain for the old drinker, so the old man began to play tricks.

The rice was placed in front of him, but he did not eat a single bite.

Lily treats Taylor like a granddaughter treats her grandfather.

Taylor was not happy, and Lily was naturally not happy.

She pouted and refused to eat.

Lily doesn't eat, Loki can't eat if he's worried, and Lizzie can't eat if she's worried.

Then Remy, then Phoenix, then ...... All of them.

I have a headache.

"I'll pay you another box," I consulted with Taylor, trying to bribe him to dispel his resistance.

"Three boxes!" Taylor haggles.

"Deal."

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At night, I lay on the sand, stared at the ceiling, and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

Recalling what Wren said, I always feel that there is indeed a trace of truth in it.

Behind the secret door, there may really be some secret hidden by the elders.

Elder?

Suddenly, I was reminded of an important key point: Which elder?

I've been listening to Wren talk about the elder, which elder's room is he lurking?

Is it Prisla?

Or Sonoda Mai?

Or is it one of the other elders?

Looks like I'll have to take some time to ask him tomorrow.

Looking at Remy, who was sleeping sweetly in her arms, it was hard for this little Lori to squeeze the sand and sleep with me, although it was all because she was sticking to me.

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The next day, after brushing the monster and sparring, I went straight to Wren's residence.

I knocked on the door, but there was no movement in the room, and I knocked again, but there was still no sound.

Are you drunk?

I remember he took a case of top wine from me yesterday.

I subconsciously pushed down the door and opened it.

The things in the room were messy, but I knew that Wren had done this to leave a mark on the intruder, and he had taught me how to walk without leaving a trace.

There are many rooms in the tree house, and I have visited every room, but there is no sign of Wren.

Finally, in the corner of his desk, I found a note: Boy, I continue to lurk, if I succeed in returning, I will ask you for a case of wine, and don't forget to lock the door when you leave.

I sighed.

No matter how many loopholes there are in terms of guarding, the elven elder's home is definitely one of the most heavily guarded buildings in Moonlight City, and the slightest negligence may cost him his life.

But what can I do now?

All you can do is crumple the note into a ball, put it in your pocket, leave the room, lock the door, go home, and pray on the way: May Wren get out of the way.

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As soon as I arrived at my door, I received a letter.

Unfold the stationery:

Xiao Yi, I'm Packy, I'm living well in Dasai City now, and I've opened a very good weapon shop, if you have time, I'll make you a superb sword as a thank you for taking care of my family, of course, the material fee and handling fee still have to be paid.

Mi Lulu was still talking to you not long ago, she said that she wanted to thank you in person, I agreed for you first, don't call me rude, you will still ask me to build weapons in the future!

By the way, President Olli of the Dwarven Guild has also been sent here to serve as the branch leader, and with his protection, there is no need to worry about security.

A few days ago, I saw your friend, the third young master of Eri City, posting pictorials on the street, as if he was recruiting adventurers.

He's lost a lot of weight, and if it weren't for my amazing eyesight, I might not have recognized him!

In other words, Xiao Yi, how could he run to Dasaicheng?