Ning Xuemo swept around again, and smiled in his heart, it seems that there are good things hidden here, and there are chain organs

She observed silently, the mechanisms here were quite complicated, one after the other, and Ye Qingluan himself walked a little cautiously, lest he take a wrong step.

The corner of Ning Xuemo's lips hooked slightly, this organ may be life and death danger for others, but for a master of mechanical arts like her, it is clearly pediatrics

She can break it with a single move

The deepest part of the bamboo forest was a large hall, and when the door of the hall was opened, Ning Xuemo was slightly stunned

She thought that this would be a treasure house, and the hall must be full of dazzling colors, but she didn't expect that this hall was actually very empty, and there were few things in it, and they were all inconspicuous

There is a treasure rack in the main hall, and the precious and important places on the shelf are not treasures, but some ordinary things.

A pen holder, two brushes, a jade bowl, and an old brocade are all common things that people use, and what is even more unusual is that there are two futons placed on it

Ning Xuemo stared at the futon a few times and found that the futon was somewhat familiar.

She thought about it for a while, and finally remembered that the shape and color of this futon were similar to the futon that Han Shanyue casually conjured

Her eyes scanned the hall and found nothing of real value.

The most valuable thing is probably the white jade bowl, the jade quality is good, thin and crystalline, and if you steal it, it should be able to sell for a few thousand taels of silver.

But a few thousand taels of silver is really nothing to Ning Xuemo now, so she is even less interested in these things.

She is interested in Ye Qingluan, she has put so many ordinary things here as if she cherished them, could it be that these things have any special commemorative significance

The fact that she likes her master is known all over the world, and these things can't be the emperor's things she quietly collected

"Xiaobai, be obedient here, don't move, I know you understand. If you dare to destroy one of the things inside, I will bring your soul out and let you taste all kinds of torture" Ye Qingluan put the cat in his arms on the ground and coldly threatened.

Ning Xuemo stretched on the ground, and then lay down.

She naturally won't move at this time, and it's not too late to move hard in the future

Ye Qingluan naturally didn't know what she was thinking, but when she saw that it was really obedient, she was satisfied, and nodded to it slightly: "This is good."

She turned and walked to the treasure shelf, took out a snow-white brocade from her bosom, and carefully wiped the things on the shelf one by one.

And every time she wipes a piece, she has to explain the origin of that thing, for example, the pen holder, which was a birthday gift from her master, and the two brushes, one is hers and the other is her master's

That piece of brocade was also the one that Master had used to wipe her sweat on

That bowl was even more special, it was made by her master's hand

Everything seems to have a warmth, a warmth when master and apprentice get along

Ning Xuemo was lying on her stomach there, looking at Ye Qingluan's eyes a little complicated.

This Ye Qingluan is really a seed of infatuation, she loves her master and wants to love crazy, it's just a kind of paranoia

I don't know what kind of affection the master had for Ye Qingluan at that time, and whether he had never been emotional

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