Pei Siwen didn't say anything anymore, and left a helpless look. He was about to continue to find the reason, but Yang Shuwan said, "Don't look for it anymore, I know what the reason is."

“What’s the reason?”

"Did the clay man I brought back be kept in the safe in the archive room?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone suddenly realized.

Mr. Mo and Shen Kuo took out a key at the same time, opened the safe inlaid in the wall, carefully took out a small box and placed it on the desk. When they opened it, there was a terrifying clay man inside.

Pei Siwen instantly recognized the image of the clay man, stared at him and said, "Isn't this the beauty of Chu people in the old corpse in the countryside? My childhood shadow! Strange and strange laughter, is it emitted from it?"

"Who else can there be, Wang Liang will scare things in the underworld every day."

As Yang Shuwan spoke, she was about to reach out to grab the clay man in the small box, but was instantly stopped by Shen Kuo. "You can't take it. What if you do if such a magic clay man is broken by you?"

"This is not mud-cup. It's not so easy to break. Just open it to see if there is a small music player hidden inside."

"cannot!"

Shen Kuo immediately closed the lid and put the small box into the safe. After locking the cabinet door, he waved forward and said, "Have you finished dealing with today's matter? It's all blocked here.

Watch the fun, hurry back and work.”

Yang Shuwan stretched, went to the training room, and began to exercise her physical fitness.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Wang Liang put down the first and second mysterious skills in his hand, frowned, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and sighed. He could read this skill, but he could not find any clues about Mr. Yi and Er.

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I can only wait for Jiang Liuer to appear next time and ask him what exactly is written and what secrets are recorded in that book.

Now, wash and then go for breakfast.

Wang Liang hid his martial arts in the shoe box under the bed. When he arrived at the restaurant, Ying Zheng was snoring in the west, and there was a big pancake on the plate in front of him.

No need to think that his pancakes must have been finished long ago.

This pancake must be someone else's. Wang Liang sat on a chair, placed the pancake plate in front of him, and started to have breakfast.

After dinner, go out to set up a stall and make progress.

While eating pancakes, I suddenly found Ying Zheng staring at two cows with his eyes, his mouth slightly opened, and he stared at him blankly, motionless, like a dumb goose.

"What's wrong?" Wang Liang subconsciously touched his face, "Is there anything on my face?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a sound suddenly came from behind, "Baocao!"

When he turned around, Zhang Dong was staring at him like Ying Zheng, staring at him in a daze.

"What the hell is wrong? Say it!"
Chapter completed!