The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 16
When a person dies, the debt between them can only be repaid with things.

The little pearl rolls firmly in one direction, as if being pulled by an invisible hand, no matter whether it is going uphill, downhill, or turning, it maintains the same speed. If it encounters a building, it will be like a magnet It is firmly attached to the top of the stairs, sliding up layer by layer.

Mu Qianxue followed step by step, walked through the garden, bypassed the corridor, and finally followed Little Pearl to a three-story building similar to Zangshu Pavilion, and went up to the second floor.

The bookshelf fell to the ground, and the books scattered on the ground were trampled in a mess. Some of the covers of some books were clearly printed with a few clear footprints.

Mu Qianxue pursed her lips, feeling sorry for these books, her eyes never left Little Pearl's body.

The road after that was very short, but it took little Pearl a long time, because the ground was too messy, and it had to climb over layers of obstacles to finally reach that destination.

Along the way, almost every gorgeous house was rummaged and looted by people. It's a pity, how could they find the real, precious and valuable things if they rummaged through them like this?
Mu Qianxue looked at Little Pearl, and finally stopped in front of a hollow carved painting tube lying on the ground, and smiled knowingly.

If you want to find really good things, you have to rely on her as a professional.

Mu Qianxue stepped forward and picked up the little pearl with a smile. "Little thing, thank you for your hard work!" After finishing speaking, he rubbed the little pearl on a piece of rice paper a few times and put it back in his waist pocket.

The painting tube was placed next to the desk, and it just fell on the ground casually, with two scrolled picture scrolls inserted inside.Perhaps, those people are not interested in calligraphy and painting at all, and the painting tube should just be kicked down casually.

Mu Qianxue squatted down in front of the hollowed-out carved painting tube, and carefully observed it up and down for a while. When she saw the raised pattern on the bottom of the painting tube, she moved in her heart, helped the painting tube up, and placed it as it was.

The raised pattern on the bottom of the painting cylinder just coincides with a concave part on the ground. When the painting cylinder is placed, the convex and concave parts just buckle each other.

When those people were in a hurry, they would not notice the pattern on the ground at all, because, on the surface, it seemed that the pattern was actually a damaged part that was pressed out naturally over time.

What's more, if the painting tube is not kicked down, the place that looks damaged will not be seen at all.

According to the conventional method, Mu Qianxue first thought of rotating the painting tube, but unfortunately, this method was wrong.

For the second attempt, Mu Qianxue pressed down the entire painting tube, but it still didn't work.

Both attempts ended in failure, so she simply sat down cross-legged, holding the painting tube and began to carefully study the hollow carvings on it.

"Hmm... looks good, and the carving skills are also exquisite..." Mu Qianxue muttered to herself, flipping the two scrolls that were still inserted inside. "These two..."

With a flash of inspiration in her mind, Mu Qianxue silently curled her lips, picked up one of the scrolls, and stabbed it.

This time, right in the middle of the concave-convex bite.

With a "click", a secret door appeared on the east wall.

After lighting the candlestick on the desk, Mu Qianxue squeezed in without the slightest hesitation.

In the beginning, it was just a very small space. Strictly speaking, it was sandwiched between two walls, and it went down the ladder. According to visual inspection, it should be down to the first floor.After that, there is a narrow passage.

(End of this chapter)