Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 565 The Secret of Master Jing
Those two eyeballs whirled, from Bi to Zhu.

The mouth on the ghost's face was opened, revealing sharp black teeth, with jagged canine teeth, as if it wanted to choose someone to eat.

Ye Xuanji took a breath.

She knew that the key to opening the door was on these sharp teeth.

Once you make a mistake, this mechanism will be automatically destroyed, and you don't know what will happen then.

She turned around the grimace, pinching her fingers to calculate something from time to time.

After a long while, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his finger to twist and turn one of the teeth!
With a soft creak, the grimace suddenly disappeared, and the stone door slowly opened automatically...

It worked!
Ye Xuanji wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, then stepped in sideways.

Inside was a large and unusual hall.

The walls of the chamber are cyan, with shimmering rays of light emitting from them.

She touched it with her hand, and it was cold and hard, with intricate patterns carved on it, with simple rhythms and mysterious lines.

The hall is lit with butter wax, shining with erratic light.

There are countless elevated shelves in the hall, like the bookshelves of a modern library.

There are all kinds of objects on it.

The objects are varied and almost all-encompassing.

There are neatly folded silk materials and various weapons.

There are all kinds of clothes, gossip mirrors, seals, hair of different colors, all kinds of knives and tweezers shining coldly...

They are grouped and placed on various shelves.

It looks neat and tidy, and the number of them almost dazzles the eyes.

This is the treasure house of Master Jing, right?
What is he collecting?

I didn't expect that such a cold character's hobby would be so weird, and there are women's hair...

Ye Xuanji couldn't help but watch the fights one by one.

Suddenly, her body froze slightly. On this shelf, there were casserole pots, medicine spoons, porcelain bottles, and a lot of utensils that she couldn't name... like supplies in a modern laboratory.

(End of this chapter)