Qin Feng wanted to take a look at the lecture theater. The two of them went in and took a look. The beautiful space was full of dust. All the books originally stored here had been swept away, and some torn papers fell on the ground. Long Qi

His eyes suddenly changed.

He ran forward a few steps and picked up the scraps of paper, as if he couldn't believe it: "They actually took away all the books in the pavilion master's collection. These are all miscellaneous things that Master has accumulated over the years!"

Husband and wife can be like birds in the same forest, flying separately when disaster strikes, let alone this group of disciples who have temporarily gathered under the Fusheng Pavilion?

Qin Feng was not surprised by this situation. He patted Long Qi on the shoulder and said: "I don't think the Pavilion Master will put the most important things here. If he has been threatened by Zhenbei Hou, he will definitely leave some clues. You

Think carefully about what the Pavilion Master values ​​most."

Long Qi's fingers were slightly loose, and the fragments fell from between his fingers, and the joints protruded. He said in a deep voice: "I know, little one."

That was the last place he left. It was another study room of the Pavilion Master. Few people could enter it. For some reason, the Pavilion Master always took special care of him. Some people once said that he was the last man the Pavilion Master accepted.

Students, so I attach great importance to them.

But Long Qi didn't think so. Sometimes the pavilion master looked at him as if he were looking at another person.

After walking out of the lecture theater, Long Qi took Qin Feng to another place. This place was filled with various bookshelves. Just like the situation in the lecture theater, all the books on the bookshelf were emptied, and not a single one was left. Long Qiwei

Close your eyes, your chest rises and falls: "That's it, that's it."

Since the Fusheng Pavilion has been disbanded, it would be better if the collection of books could be put to use, rather than being left here and turning into smoke. It would not be in vain for the pavilion master's careful collection. He just thought that the collection of books would not be left, so the gold and silver accumulated by the pavilion master would not be in vain.

I'm afraid it will be robbed even more.

Long Qi temporarily suppressed this thought and took Qin Feng to the inner room of this ancient "library". The secret door opened, and there was another cave inside. At the end of a narrow corridor was another secret door.

After opening it, it was the place that Long Qi said was the most cherished by the pavilion master. Qin Feng watched Long Qi lighting the brazier on the wall with a torch, and suddenly asked: "Who else can come in here?"

"There are very few people coming in, and no one should know that there is a secret passage here." Long Qi was talking about the secret passage that he was pushed out by the master of the pavilion, and it was because of this that he saved his life.

Long Qi's memory slowly recovered, and now many details were added. The brazier was lit up, and the scene here appeared before Qin Feng's eyes.

What is placed here is not an ordinary table, but a modern table and chair with a bookshelf that is relatively common. The shelves on the left and right sides can be used to store books and things, and there is a pull-out drawer on the right hand side. Qin Feng’s temple

It's beating, and my head is buzzing.

Looking at the bookshelf placed on one side of the desk, it is parallel to the wall and about two meters high. It is made of high-quality logs. Unfortunately, the logs are easy to deform and there are too many things placed on them, causing the bookshelf to bend slightly sideways.

Compared with the situation outside which was completely cleared, it was clear that no one had been here before. Qin Feng was greatly surprised: "It seems that except for you, all the disciples who can come here have left the island and have not come back to see it."

These words added a bit of sadness, Long Qi said dumbly: "Maybe I know that the master of the pavilion has passed away, so even if he comes back, it will be meaningless."

Qin Feng saw that the books on the bookshelf were somewhat different. They were not thread-bound books from this dynasty, so he motioned to Long Qi to walk over with him.

He took out a book from it. As expected, it was not published by a bookstore, but was written and bound by himself. It seemed that the writing was average and written in a hurry. The last stroke of each word was written in a hurry, and there were traces of it.

Many of them record climate change, as well as the soil and crop production conditions on the island, as well as some reading notes. Qin Feng can tell that this person is probably an engineering student, and there is no sense of beauty in the description.

Seeing that Qin Feng did not raise his eyebrows, Long Qi said: "My boss, can you tell something?"

"This pavilion master seems to be more concerned about soil and plant growth..." Qin Feng paused as soon as he finished speaking. He looked at the booklet in his hand again. This time, it finally made some sense. This one actually

It's written in English!

Only then did Qin Feng become more energetic: "Long Qi, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Long Qi said: "In the past, when I was alone with the pavilion master, I had seen him write like this, but I never explained what the words were and what the content was. Xiao Xiao only helped him every time.

The master of the pavilion just bound it."

Qin Feng has a high degree of education. Because many medical terms are in English, his level is quite good. He quickly asked Long Qi to take out all the books written in English on the bookshelf, searched here again, and found them in one breath.

Thirteen books.

Not only that, Long Qi also discovered another secret room here!

Even he had never entered this secret room before. The master treated him differently, so he allowed him to enter and told him where the mechanism was. However, what he discovered this time was that he accidentally discovered a loose wall.

Reveal.

Looking at the secret door that suddenly opened, the two looked at each other. Long Qi rushed in first, and when he stepped inside, he heard a whooshing sound, and a hidden arrow whizzed out from inside, heading straight for Long Qi's face!

Long Qi still held a torch in his hand, Qin Feng pushed him away quickly, and the arrow shot out from between the two of them, hitting the wall!

The piercing sound was like tearing apart human flesh. Qin Feng shuddered. Looking at Long Qi again, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

This pavilion master was really wary of this place. Not only did he hide it deeply, but he also hid a secret mechanism here, so that the two people who originally seemed to be strolling in the garden were completely awake. This was the Fusheng Pavilion.

Could that big man who could assist Emperor Yuan's grandfather in founding the East Yue Dynasty be just an ordinary person?

Qin Feng also reflected on the contempt he had just faced outside. He went back and took an inkstone from the desk. After standing still, he threw it in. There was a bang and a hail of arrows inside.

Hair, and gravel falling!

The two of them squatted to one side with their heads in their hands, looking a little embarrassed. When the smoke and dust started to spread, they both covered their mouths and noses in unison. Finally, when they dispersed, Long Qi rushed in first. Qin Feng was about to scold him.

But he was choked by the remaining smoke and dust.

The situation inside was unsightly, and it was also because Qin Feng's random throw happened to hit the mechanism on the ground. Originally, someone had to step on it to trigger the hanging stone array, but a good inkstone hit it.

Hit it just right.

After Long Qi checked it, he had to give Qin Feng a thumbs up: "My boss did a great job."

Qin Feng reluctantly accepted the praise, and waited for a while before going in. Only when he saw the maps hanging on the wall clearly did he realize what a real shock it was - all the maps hanging on the wall were hand-drawn maps, which were related to East Vietnam.
Chapter completed!