My CEO Wife is Perfect

"This is it." Looking at the curious corpse, Xiao Chen asked.

"I don't know." Feng said, directly leaning over the past.

However, looking at the style of the clothes, Feng can be sure that the man belongs to the Feng family.

Walking to the front, there is no time to start, the bones directly scattered on the ground.

Feng mofeng bowed his head to check, and found nothing to prove his identity.

"No, this man has eleven fingers." Xiao Chen pointed to the white bone over there and said.

"Eleven fingers?" Feng murmured, and then a figure appeared in his mind.

"Uncle?" He looked at it as a finger and said in disbelief.

There were two people in Feng's father's generation. His father was the youngest, and there was also a man above, that is, his uncle.

When he was young, he clearly remembered that his uncle had eleven fingers.

And the person in front of me was wearing Feng's style clothes, and at the same time, the eleven fingers were the best proof.

"Here's another letter." Xiao Chen looked at the envelope under the corpse and said in a hurry.

Feng moved his uncle's body gently and pulled out the envelope.

Look at that envelope. It's full of sense of age. The cowhide envelope will begin to turn white.

Slowly opened, pulled out the inside of the letter, Feng mofeng looked up.

But there are only two words on the huge letter paper, that is destiny.

Looking at these two words, Feng mofeng was a little confused. He didn't understand what it meant.

"Destiny?" Xiao Chen can't help but say something.

The envelope can be so solemnly hidden under it, but also sealed so well, it can be said that it can not be so two words ah.

"Why is my uncle here?" Feng's heart is full of doubts. Of course, what makes him more confused is the two words in his hand, destiny.

"Master Feng, how can your family be so strange? You see, there is no book in this library." Xiao Chen simply did not want to think of these, but pointed to the empty frame around asked.

Feng put up the letter paper in silence, and then he was full of doubts.

In his memory, there are many books in it, but why is it so suddenly disappeared?

"Go, go up and have a look." Feng said and went upstairs.

But it was the same upstairs. There were no books at all. There were only empty shelves and dust on them.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen only felt that something was wrong.

"No way. This place has been closed for decades. How can those books disappear without any reason?" Feng is completely stupid.

Xiao Chen did not speak, but turned around.

After a few circles, Xiao Chen pointed to the surrounding walls and said, "no, master Feng, have you not found that this place is much smaller than what we saw outside?"

Feng mofeng is not a fool, Xiao Chen said so, and then looked around.

Sure enough, after stepping on the steps, it is true that this place is strange. It seems that dozens of square meters have disappeared.

Thinking of this, Feng immediately walked around and began to beat.

But there was a solid voice everywhere, and there was no dark frame.

Xiao Chen also helped to find, and at the same time moved the empty bookshelves around.

When he moved to the fourth, he suddenly stopped.

"Over here." After greeting Feng, Xiao Chen began to study the things in front of him carefully.

Feng immediately ran over and began to look for it inch by inch.

"Here." Feng Mufeng said, one punch on a place to hit.

One punch will break a big hole, and then you can see that there is a small dark box, only the size of a fist.

Looking inside, I saw that there was a small thing inside. I stretched out my hand and pulled it. Immediately, the surrounding walls began to vibrate.

Originally that some yellow white ash, began to fall slowly.

In the blink of an eye, it all fell off.

Looking at the things inside, they were a little stunned.

This is too exaggerated. It contains all the books, and they are bound books, as if they were deliberately made like this.

"What secret is hidden in this? It needs such camouflage." Feng's heart is dark.

"Mr. Xiao, let's have a look." After Feng finished, he started directly.

Xiao Chen is not polite, also accompany to look up.

Looking for a lot, not to mention blood, even if the so-called shackles are not found.

An hour later, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Go down and have a look. It's impossible that there will be books below." Feng said and went downstairs directly.According to the method just now, they found the bookshelf again and found the same mechanism.

However, the only difference is that there is a passage from the ground.

Looking at the dark passage, Feng hesitated for a moment, and then went straight down.

In the moment of stepping in there, a lot of lights on the surrounding walls immediately.

"White phosphorus." Feng didn't know whether to explain to Xiao Chen or to himself.

Xiao Chen also see strange, just good, at the moment the passage has become bright a lot.

The passage is not long, about 100 meters at most.

More than 100 meters later, Xiao Chen was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that there was so much space inside. Who could have imagined that there was such a large space under Feng's house.

Not only Xiao Chen, but even Feng Mufeng didn't expect that there was such a large space under his home.

What's more, he's familiar with what's inside.

A few steps closer, he suddenly knelt down.

Xiao Chen was a little confused by his kneeling.

He took his arm and asked, "Mr. Feng, you are."

"This is the ancestral hall of our family."

Hearing this, Xiao Chen noticed that there were a lot of Lingpai placed there, all of them started with Feng.

Before coming down, he just paid attention to the books around him.

I don't know how much more books there are than those on the second floor of the Library above.

Moreover, judging from the quality of the paper, it is obvious that they are all handwritten copies.

"Fengjiazu temple?" Xiao Chen was also stunned for a moment. You know, there is a ancestral temple on the ground, but there is one below.

Just thinking about it, I saw Feng Mufeng kneeling over there and kowtowed a few heads.

Suddenly, there was a fire at the ancestral temple. The wooden Lingpai was so spontaneous. Feng wanted to put it out, but he couldn't.

In just a few minutes, the place where the token was put turned into ashes, which was exaggerated.