Fang Xiu cleaned the entire secret room and connected a hidden wire from the gap between the wooden boards above to the underground secret room, nailed it to the wall with a wire nail, and installed a light tube and a light bulb.

Next, Fang Xiu painted all the walls with gypsum powder, including the passage, the secret room, the room, and the large iron doors of the inner room. Fang Xiu threw out the original table and chairs, moved down a assembly cabinet and several sets of furniture. In the secret room, there was also a coffee table and a single sofa. It finally looked less gloomy and gloomy.

Fang Xiu solemnly placed all his three extraordinary items in the cabinet in the secret room. In addition to carrying the Saint Ring with him, he has regarded this underground secret room as a place for his collection of extraordinary items.

When he was running in and out, Fang Xiu accidentally saw many traces of wheelchairs crushing in the yard. Fang Xiu could feel a person without legs pushing the wheelchair in and out here with difficulty.

It turned out that Wang Hao was hiding here before. The Dongmen District where Fang Xiu was before happened to be at both ends of Weigang City. No wonder Fang Xiu couldn't find him.

"So! This is my treasure house!"

Fang Xiu's face also had traces of paint and a smile. He held a paint bucket in one hand and a brush in the other. He sat on the backrest of a single sofa, looking around at the newly renovated underground secret room, with a sense of accomplishment. How can I say it, it has a sense of childlike fun.

When he was a child, Fang Xiu often fantasized about having a treasure trove and hiding all his treasures in it. Now, Fang Xiu really has a treasure trove of his own. Although it looks relatively simple, the things hidden inside can be called real treasures, absolutely extraordinary items, each one has powerful power, and any one that falls out will cause huge trouble.

Fang Xiu sat like this, for some reason why Wang Hao suddenly heard what he said: "I am your Tibetan guardian. I have sworn that I will always guard Shenzang for you."

"Does a person always guard such a place?" Fang Xiu felt that the so-called Shenzang he guarded was definitely not a casual and simple place like him. It is definitely not simple to be able to take the name of Shenzang, but this profession and identity sounded full of tragedy and desolation.

"That's really desperate!" Fang Xiu put down the paint and brush, lit a cigarette and started smoking, then took a deep breath, and spit out a cigarette ring.

I took a look at the three items placed in the cabinet again, turned off the light, locked the newly installed security door, and retreated.

Losing the light, the secret room turned into darkness, but the three extraordinary items emitted a different light. The extraordinary aspiration that deceived the clown was colorful, with a hazy dream, just like a beautiful dream woven by the clown for others.

The hand of power emits a silver glow, while the blood of the Deep Diver is a dark red light, naturally with a bloody and evil smell.

The three kinds of brilliance interlaced together, and a little bit of strange fluorescence was seen flowing indoors. Gradually, a hazy outline appeared on the side houses inside the iron doors and small fenced windows, a cold brick bed made of blue bricks.

The outline was illusory. After several hours, it became a little solider and gradually got up from the blue brick bed.

It lay on the window, secretly looking outside, and looked at the three extraordinary items hidden in the cabinet.

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Fang Xiu was sleeping very uneasy at night. He always felt that he could not enter a deep sleep. It was already ten o'clock when he woke up in the morning. Fang Xiu was still yawning, just like not sleeping all night.

"Maybe it was because I recognized the bed? I just moved here and felt a little uncomfortable."

The new home is very big. Fang Xiu walked around a few times before he arrived at the bathroom. After another round, he came to the cloakroom to change his clothes.

He is planning to organize his new home in the past few days, and buy some things he needs. After just finishing the underground secret room, Fang Xiu looked at his mobile phone, which reminded him that Fang Xiu should organize the garden and weeding today.

Because the original notepad became a time and space management log, it was too troublesome and inconvenient for Fang Xiu to bring two notebooks, so Fang Xiu also began to change his phone and notify some important events.

The next day, Fang Xiu still didn't rest well. At night, he always felt like he was dreaming, but when he woke up, he couldn't remember any dreams he had.

Fang Xiu got up, stuffed his foot into the slippers, poked his other foot twice, but couldn't find the other one. Fang Xiu looked left and right, then looked at the bottom of the bed, but still couldn't find the other one.

"It's strange? How could one be missing? Or it's less together, which means I forgot to be in another place? What the hell is it that I'm missing? I'm wearing one?" Fang Xiu felt that this was very strange.

Fang Xiu got up and washed up. When he saw himself in the mirror, his eyes were dark and heavy.

He rubbed his face, then raised his head and looked at the mirror above the wall.

However, the scene that appeared at this moment scared Fang Xiu's heart trembled. The water on Fang Xiu's face and the water on his hands continued to fall, making a ticking sound, but his face turned pale.

I only saw a young man with short hair in the mirror, looking energetic and sunny, but he looked tired because he had not had a good rest.

But what was wrong was that there was one more person in the mirror except Fang Xiu.

It was a girl wearing a white hollow lace mid-sleeved top and a big red dress on her lower body. The clothes were retro and gorgeous, full of the sense of the times of the last century. She looked about ten years old and had just reached Fang Xiu's chest.

Her face has obvious Asian characteristics, but her eyes are blue, her thick black and soft long hair is like a waterfall, combed into two braids. At this moment, she was standing beside Fang Xiu, with one hand beside her and one hand behind her, and she looked sideways. Although she was not old, she had a sense of classical Chinese style.

Fang Xiu immediately lowered his head and grabbed the other party's hand like a conditioned reflex, but when he grabbed it, he didn't catch anything. Even when he lowered his head, the moment he took his eyes off the mirror, he found that there was nothing beside him.

Fang Xiu raised his head and looked into the mirror again, but found that he had seen nothing. It seemed that the horrifying scene he had just seen was all Fang Xiu's hallucinations and imaginations.

Fang Xiu was frightened very much now, not because of fear, but because of this sudden strangeness. Even Fang Xiu's big heart was almost stopped suddenly.

"Not right! Something is wrong!"

"There must be something weird!"

Fang Xiu immediately took out his time and space control log to see if there was any abnormal situation on it reminding him, but found that nothing was written on it, and the previous records were still maintained without any updates.

"No? Did you just read it wrong?"

Fang Xiu changed into clothes and walked out of the house. He immediately saw that the garden had not been completely sorted out yesterday. At this moment, the lawn was neatly trimmed, and the row of small trees against the wall had also been trimmed.

Fang Xiu turned around and suddenly realized that he had not noticed before. The hall and stairs of his house seemed to reflect the light. All the things that were originally placed on the sofa and table were tidied up.
Chapter completed!