Wenwen and Yuxunting carefully observed outside the secret room door, fearing that there was some mechanism inside?

Cancan couldn't wait and rushed into the secret room.

Wenwen reached out to stop him, but it was too late.

Fortunately, nothing happened. Apart from Cancan landing on the table and raising a cloud of dust, there was no other movement around.

Wenwen was choked by the flying dust. She couldn't help but pat Cancan's little head. "Why are you in such a hurry? If there really was a trap, you would have been pierced by thousands of arrows long ago."

Cancan jumped onto her shoulders and said, "I've been here before."

Wenwen saw the monkey lying on her shoulder, covered in dust. She picked it up and was about to throw it aside. When she heard this, she stopped and patted the dust off the monkey. "Have you been here? Are you sure?"

At this time, Yu Xunting also interrupted, "Cancan, have you been here?"

The two looked at each other. Because everything that had just happened was too unreal, they no longer felt it was impossible for anything outrageous to happen again.

Cancan nodded, "I seem to have been here before in my memory. It's very familiar."

Yu Xunting looked at Wenwen, "Cancan said he came here. Do you think it's possible that he grew up here?"

Wenwen nodded. "It's very likely. This place is so magical. I think there will be many mysterious things in such a place."

She glanced around the small secret room. It was actually just a small study with a desk and two bookcases. What was strange was that although there was a thick layer of dust on the wood, it was still intact.

Cancan pointed at Yuxunting in surprise, "How can you understand what I'm saying?"

When it said this, Wenwen and Yuxunting were stunned for a moment.

Not only did they find it strange, Yu Xunting himself also found it strange. If Cancan had not discovered this problem, he would not have realized that he could actually understand Cancan's voice.

Yu Xunting asked Cancan tentatively, "Is your voice babyish?"

Cancan was furious. He hugged Wenwen's neck and asked, "Why can he understand what I say? I didn't sign a contract with him, so why can he understand?"

Wenwen looked at the mischievous little monkey helplessly, "Maybe the owner here recognized him and gave him this ability."

The little monkey thought seriously after hearing this, "Okay. I won't bother with him."

Wenwen said to Yuxunting, "Cousin, did what I just said make sense? It must be because the owner here recognizes you that you understand what Cancan said."

He thought carefully and said, "It was only after you two kowtowed that I could understand what Cancan said."

Wenwen nodded and didn't dwell on it. "Let's look for clues inside and see if there are any written records about who the owner of this place is."

Two people were cleaning inside. The dust was so thick, but strangely there were no cobwebs.

This wood is insect-resistant and moisture-resistant, and of high quality. After wiping, the desk and bookcase look brand new, revealing the original grain of the wood. The brown hue is simple and elegant, as if carrying the precipitation of time, giving people a sense of calm and weight.

If you get close and smell it, you can also smell a light fragrance, which is fresh and pleasant, making people feel relaxed and happy. Wenwen gently touched the table. If she was not mistaken, this was a piece of sunken wood that was more valuable than gold.

Wenwen flipped through the books above, but found that they were all in traditional Chinese characters. After searching for a long time, she found no valuable clues.

The two of them flipped through twenty or thirty books and found a handwritten notebook. It looked more like a diary than an autobiography, and should have been written by the owner of this place.

It turned out that he was a Taoist priest. According to the above description, he had profound Taoism and encountered a bottleneck in his practice. He needed to find a place with abundant spiritual energy to continue practicing. In the end, there was no record of whether he ascended to heaven and left his body, or died of natural causes?

It also records that he once adopted a pet, a clever ape with golden fur all over its body.

Wenwen handed the notebook to Yuxunting, "Cancan was once this owner's pet. Can you tell the year? It says ape-man, but Cancan is clearly a little monkey."

She remembered that the year she first picked up Cancan, Li Jianguo mentioned that there was a golden ape guarding the Qiancengying Mountain.

Yu Xunting has been flipping through books. "Keep looking, maybe we can find a clue."

Anything that appears will leave traces.

Wenwen said to Cancan, "Cancan, didn't you say you would take us treasure hunting?"

Most monks are relatively poor. They seek to transcend the world and regard money as dirt. Where can they find gold, silver and treasures?

Wenwen looked at the night-shining pearl above his head. The poor monk had his roof inlaid with priceless night-shining pearls for lighting, and the wood was rare sunken wood that was more valuable than gold.

She tapped her head lightly and said, "I remember that the Secretary-General once mentioned that the Japanese were looking for the residence of a cultivator. Could it be here?

But there's nothing of value here except the night-shining pearls and the wood. If there weren't huge benefits for the Japanese, would they go to such great lengths to send so many people and resources to search for this place?"

Yu Xunting's eyes flickered when he heard this. "You're right. There must be some secret hidden in here. Don't worry, we'll slowly look for it."

Wenwen put Cancan in her hands and said, "Cancan, think carefully, are there any other houses here besides this one?"

Cancan didn't understand, so he shook his head and said, "No, I don't remember."

Is it that you don’t have it, or that you don’t remember it?

If Cancan is the spirit ape recorded above, then it is quite large and there must be a place for it to play. This room cannot accommodate it.

"Then you remember a place to play?"

It thought about it, then shook its head and said it couldn't remember.

Yu Xunting looked at the bookcase full of books and said, "Why don't we stay here for a while and read all the books here to see if we can find any clues."

Wenwen looked at the books and nodded in agreement. "They all have traditional Chinese characters in large fonts, so they're quick to read. It won't take long to finish."

She asked Yu Xunting, "Should we report what happened here to the Secretary-General?"

Yu Xunting lowered his eyes and shook his head. "We haven't found anything yet. It's worthless. Should we ask the higher-ups to take this skeleton back for research?"

"Don't worry, we can look for it slowly." He continued to flip through the books slowly.

Wenwen glanced at the watch on her wrist and said, "It's already late. I haven't eaten anything today, but I don't feel hungry."

Yu Xunting stood up after hearing this and said, "Let's go back today. If we stay out too late, our families will be worried. Bring some food tomorrow and stay here for two days."

Wenwen nodded, "Okay, let's go back and explain to our family. Cancan, let's go home today."

Cancan had already jumped onto her shoulders as soon as they said they were going home.