"It's too clean. Does Zhou Banxian have mysophobia?"

Luo Xingchen felt a little strange that a man's bedroom was so clean.

"I can't tell, but the slave family feels that Zhou Banxian seemed to have cleaned it up deliberately. He didn't leave in a hurry." Mo Anbai said.

"That is to say, this place is probably not the burial place of Zhou Banxian." Luo Xingchen said.

"No, this should be where Zhou Banxian lives, but it is not a place where he lives for a long time. No one wants to live underground all the time." Mo Anbai said.

"If I lived alone underground for just a few months, I suspect my brain would be abnormal."

Luo Xingchen has never overestimated the psychological damage to his ability to resist loneliness and the long-term underground environment. In some respects, he is just an ordinary person.

"Sir, let's go to the eighth room and have a look. There may be an exit there," Mo Anbai said.

After leaving the seventh room, the two went straight to the eighth room.

The eighth room is the same as the previous seven rooms, none of them are locked.

"I'll do it this time."

Just as Mo Anbai was about to push the door open, Luo Xingchen stopped her.

There is very likely an exit to the outside here. If Mo Anbai exits first and closes the door from the outside...

Luo Xingchen was worried that he would be locked in this space and eventually die of hunger.

The original food in this space has long since decayed.

Luo Xingchen didn't think he could survive without food or water.

Luo Xingchen raised his hand and slowly opened the door.

Then, he lifted the fire folder and shined it inside.

"This is the study room." Luo Xingchen saw rows of bookshelves with books neatly placed on them.

"The books here are well preserved, and many of them are bamboo slips."

Mo Anbai stepped forward and took out a few books, looked at them, and found that the pages were not broken.

As for those bamboo slips, there is no problem in preserving them.

"Why is this? Those drawings are basically unreadable, but these books are basically intact..."

Luo Xingchen said doubtfully.

"Wait a minute, I'll come and see you again."

Mo Anbai picked up a book, stretched out his fingers, and rubbed his nails on the outer cover of the book.

"Sure enough, these books are all coated with a layer of oil. This oil can prevent corrosion."

Mo Anbai said.

"The slave family feels that Zhou Banxian planned to preserve these books for a long time, so he made corresponding preparations for antisepsis, while those drawings were for short term preservation and there was no need for anticorrosion."

"Is this really the case?" Luo Xingchen asked.

"Sir, look at this book. This is an ancient book, an only copy from a thousand years ago. It may have been lost now. It is very precious." Mo Anbai took out a copy and handed it to Luo Xingchen.

"Then these are all treasures...don't you want them too?" Luo Xingchen glanced at Mo Anbai.

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"The Nu family doesn't want these books." Mo Anbai shook his head.

"Don't want any of them?"

"Well, the Nu family is not interested in these ancient books. Only those scholars will be interested."

Mo Anbai is not stupid. These books sound precious, but they are difficult to exchange for money.

In this case, she might as well be more generous and just stop talking.

"This is what you said, don't go back on it in the future."

"The slave family never regrets."

Mo Anbai put the books in his hands back on the bookshelf.

Suddenly, her figure froze.

"Sir, the slave family has found a hidden mechanism." Mo Anbai shouted happily.

"Where?"

Luo Xingchen was also happy.

Just now, after he saw that this place was a library, he felt very depressed.

But now, after learning that there was a mechanism, he immediately ignited hope.

"Behind the bookshelf against the wall, the open mechanism is that book. I guessed it because I accidentally saw that the book was different from other books."

Mo Anbai said.

Luo Xingchen also saw the book Mo Anbai was talking about at this time.

Viewed from the front, the book is no different from other books, but from the angle where Mo Anbai was standing, you can see that there is a gold edge on the side of the book.

"We are running out of fire discounts. If we can go out as early as possible, we will go out as early as possible."

Luo Xingchen said.

Moving these books is something that will happen in the future. Now, what Luo Xingchen wants most is to leave this place quickly.

This dark underground place with no light will definitely drive people crazy if they stay there for a long time.

What's more, there are not enough fire discounts.

If the only fire was completely extinguished, Luo Xingchen didn't know what to do.

The original road was blocked, and it was impossible to return the same way. That was what he had determined from the beginning.

Mo Anbai stepped forward, reached out and pulled the book off the shelf.

After pulling it off, a protruding square button immediately appeared on the opposite wall.

Mo Anbai reached out and pressed it.

There was a clicking sound in the wall, and then, the wall behind the bookshelf slowly moved to both sides, revealing a small compartment.

"This is not an exit." Luo Xingchen was a little disappointed. This looked more like a storage room.

"Sir, this is the exit."

Mo Anbai's thoughts were different from Luo Xingchen's, and she stepped into the small cubicle.

Seeing this, Luo Xingchen also hurriedly followed in.

"Young Master, you see, this is a common type of mechanism technique."

Mo Anbai was not surprised by this.

Immediately, she reached out and pressed on the side of the cubicle.

The door closed slowly.

The fire breakers happened to be used up, and the cubicle suddenly went dark.

"If there is a problem, we will die here." Luo Xingchen smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry, young master, I won't be wrong."

Mo Anbai is very confident.

"Then why did you press it and there was no response?" Luo Xingchen said.

"This, maybe it's because it's old, and the mechanisms here may be a little lagging behind."

Mo Anbai was also a little embarrassed. Fortunately, it was dark now and no one could see anyone, even if he blushed.

Just after she finished speaking, the cubicle suddenly moved as a whole and began to slowly move forward, as if sliding on the snow.

"It's starting to move." Mo Anbai said.

"The whole thing moved, just like when we came down." Luo Xingchen said.

"Sir, for this kind of mechanism, generally speaking, this small house is a whole. The whole is made of steel, and the bottom should be equipped with pulleys or something..."

Mo Anbai slowly explained the possible mechanisms inside...

At first, Luo Xingchen could still hear some clues, but later on, he was in a fog and couldn't understand anything.

However, Mo Anbai was very good at talking and explained everything clearly.

But the audience is not a close friend.

"It hasn't stopped yet, but it's getting faster and faster." Luo Xingchen frowned.

"It's normal, we are walking out."

Mo Anbai stopped to look at the internal doorway of the interpretation agency.
Chapter completed!