The treasure-hunting mouse went straight to the dressing table and Haiqing Pipa, and packed the things away in three ounces. Without even looking at the man lying on the bed, Zhou Yu said something cold.
"Brother Rat, I just want you to be a female."
Treasure Rat: "Don't worry, he's afraid that I'll be cruel to him."
The two quickly arrived at the fifth floor. Fortunately, Feng Luoxue was not on that floor.
That floor, to put it mildly, is called quaint and atmospheric. Compared with the two floors, it actually seems a bit shabby. There are no unnecessary decorations. Even the beams, windows, tables and chairs there all have an original feel. The smell, the legs of the Taishi chair were all patinated.
The treasure rat ran over and sniffed.
"Yeah? Feng Qimu? Good stuff, take it."
"What is Feng Qimu?"
"Things that match my bloodline are very helpful to me. Please tell me about its effects when you have time."
After wandering around for a while, the treasure hunter was originally in high spirits, but now his shoulders were slumped and Donglai became a little sluggish.
"Except for the two Taishi chairs, why is there nothing on the fifth floor?"
Zhou Yu was inevitably a little disappointed when he heard this. After all, it most likely meant the first, second, third, and fourth floors from the east, not to mention nothing.
There is an ancient painting hanging on the wall, which depicts a large eternal pine. Standing to the east of the tree is a man wearing a blue shirt. His beard almost reaches the upper part of his shoes. There is quite a bit of fairy-like artistic conception.
At the beginning of Treasure Hunting Mouse, he was afraid that he would stumble again because of the painting of a naughty ghost in the Wordless Book of Heaven. For a while, he didn't dare to stare at it. It turned out that he was overthinking, so he couldn't. It's just an ordinary painting, nothing special about it.
"He felt that there should have been something on that floor."
"I remember very well, the string of nine-petal Rudraksha on Feng Luochen's legs?"
"That makes sense."
"Come on." "
The two of them immediately arrived at the fourth floor.
"Is there anyone?!"
"Don't be afraid! Otherwise Feng Luochen will do it."
It seemed that they had been specially cleaned for him. His body was originally scorched black by lightning, but now he was lying cleanly on the bed, and his body had been bandaged.
"That's okay, bitches. There's no need to avoid suspicion."