Manual of the Monster in City

66 Heaven Stealing Pavilion, Unlocked on the Second Floor

Wednesday.

    At this time, the members of the Monster Incident Investigation Agency were naturally very impressed. Wednesday, the day before yesterday.

    They held a meeting on 4F414 that afternoon and decided to follow Sister Zhuang Yan together to find out the truth hidden after this unusual incident, but in the end they saw Sister Zhuang Yan suddenly "evaporate" in front of them. Weird.

    As far as Jia Qingming was concerned, that day, he ran into Zhuang Yan in the strange alley where he was going to Steal the Heaven Pavilion.

    Several people in the investigation agency are still speculating about various possibilities, but the outline of this matter has gradually formed in Jia Qingming's mind.

    This strange incense is probably from... Stealing the Heaven Pavilion?

    Jia Qingming made up his mind silently, and must ask clearly today.

    ————

    Fifteen minutes later, steal the heaven.

    "Huh?! Miss Bai Ling is out?"

    Jia Qingming's chin almost fell to the ground because of surprise. Just after he changed his slippers at the hallway, he heard Xiaobai say this to him.

    "Yes, Xiao Hei also left with her." Xiao Bai added again.

    "Why did it happen like this?" Two wide-faced tears were drawn straight down the face of the villain in Jia Qingming's heart. "Why did Miss Bai Ling leave the Stealing Pavilion?!"

    "What's the matter? What's so strange about this?" Xiaobai exaggeratedly spread his hands to both sides, "Ms. Bai Ling was not sealed in the Stealing Pavilion by someone. If Xiao Hei and I really want to go out, It's not that you can't get out. It's just that Miss Bai Ling doesn't leave the Stealing Pavilion very often in the recent period, probably for more than ten years."

    I have only lived for more than ten years now! Jia Qingming silently complained in her heart, and this is not the point, right?

    "Then when will Miss Bai Ling come back?"

    "Well...Miss Bai Ling specially confessed, maybe I will be back tomorrow," Xiaobai made a look as if he was trying hard to remember and think, and then he seemed to have thought of something and became very confident, with bright eyes. Looking at him, "Well, Ms. Bai Ling will be back tomorrow night-I won't miss the dinner made by Mr. Qingming on Saturday! Ms. Bai Ling told me that before leaving." She said, quoting Miss Bai Ling. In the original words, I also learned Bai Ling's intonation and tone.

    "Hey! After finally going out and thinking about coming back for dinner?!"

    "You should feel very honored." Xiaobai grinned, "Isn't everyone saying that if you want to tie a person's heart, you must tie a person's stomach first. Qingming, you have done a good job at this point. La!"

    "That kind of thing is for girls?!" Jia Qingming's forehead reluctantly pulled the black line, "This is obviously a black-hearted boss who exploits employees..."

    "Okay, okay. Don't worry. It won't be a problem for Miss Bai Ling to stop stealing the Tiange! Besides, your sister Bai, I am not a weak character. And...even if something really goes wrong, Miss Bai Ling still has three tips." Xiaobai said thinking.

    She took out a kit from the left and right pockets of her jeans, and the two kits looked exactly the same. But she put it in two trouser pockets very seriously.

    "If you encounter a strong enemy that you can't deal with, open this kit." She dangled a kit in front of Jia Qingming's eyes, and then shook the other explanation, "If anything happens in the cabinet, open it. This is a tip. If Mr. Qingming breaks into the boudoir and tries to use Miss Bai Ling’s bed while Ms. Bai Ling is not in the pavilion..." Xiaobai grinned and revealed a pair of sharp little tiger teeth, flashing a dangerous cold light. "Don't talk about killing."

    "Hey, I don't know how to do that kind of thing!"

    "Then you don't have to worry at all." Xiaobai said, walking around behind Jia Qingming and pushing him all the way into the kitchen. "In any case, Qingming, you should cook for your sister first. If you have anything to do, wait until Miss Bai Ling comes back! Anyway, I don't care about it. If you feel that the pavilion is too deserted at night, you can come and sleep with me!"

    Although the argument gave birth to a hundred misunderstandings, but...

    Xiaobai gave a thumbs up and raised her head high, with a triumphant display: "My sister's dog house has electric floor heating! It's super-class-comfortable!"

    Hearing about this, Jia Qingming felt that he was not as good as a dog.

    After the kitchen quickly prepared steaks for Xiaobai for dinner, Jia Qingming also warmed himself a glass of milk to drink.

    Xiaobai's diet is not very particular. In fact, Jia Qingming sometimes wonders. For Xiao Hei, although she is a small black cat, her preference for seafood is not so obvious, but meals should be accompanied by good wines.

    Bai Ling is the most particular one. As for Xiao Bai, as long as there is meat to eat, she will be very happy. No need to prepare anything else specially.

    "By the way, Qingming." Xiaobai said suddenly while eating.

    "What's wrong?" Jia Qingming didn't know what strange words she was about to say.

    "Qingming must have never been to the second floor of Stealing Heaven Pavilion?" She asked mysteriously.

    "Yeah." Jia Qingming nodded and admitted.

    If you hadn't seen this building outside the Thioting Pavilion, let alone that it was a three-story building, Jia Qingming wouldn't even know that there was another floor above the Thioting Pavilion. The reason for this is that the bottom is spacious enough, and the range of activities for several people in the pavilion is generally on this floor.

    "Tomorrow, take you to see it." Xiaobai said, her low voice seemed to tell a secret. "There are a lot of fun things on the second floor of the Stealth Pavilion."

    Stealing the Heaven Pavilion... the second floor?

    Jia Qingming felt as if there was a secret to be revealed by herself. He looked at Xiao Bai and nodded his head thoughtfully, and why did Xiao Bai suddenly want to take him to the second floor on a whim?

    It’s been a long time since I arrived at Stout Pavilion, working for Ms. Bai Ling, busy with all kinds of housework, but Ms. Bai Ling has never let him go to the second floor, and he has never seen the stairs leading to the second floor. .

    Xiaobai suddenly told him about this...why?

    When lying on the sofa at night to fall asleep, Jia Qingming opened his eyes and looked at the dark ceiling in the room, thinking like this.

    And, most importantly, about Zhuang Yan...

    What I saw in the hospital today...Her pale and haggard appearance is really the result of the desire to exchange from Miss Bai Ling...?

    Too many things slowly twisted into a big ball of thread in the mind, and gradually couldn't tell the end.

    ————

    The second floor of Stealing Heaven Pavilion.

    For Jia Qingming, it is just a place that exists in the concept, and it seems to be something that does not exist at all. It seems that the three-story tall outline of this ancient building can only be seen outside the door of the stealing tower, and the first floor In fact, it has all kinds of home functions.

    The stairwell leading to the second floor is located in the very center of the whole building, which seems to fit this kind of archaic building whose area becomes smaller every upper floor.

    But in between, there was a huge bronze door blocking the pace of exploration, and there was an old bronze padlock on that door. On the surface of the bronze door, the layered mysterious patterns on the keyhole seemed like rivers entering the sea. This feeling... it looked like a spiritual formation.

    Xiaobai shook the key in his hand, then stuffed it into the keyhole, turning it skillfully.

    He heard the sound of some kind of mechanism inside, and finally closed with a very clear tongue opening sound.

    When the door was opened, some old and stale dust poured in, and Jia Qingming couldn't help but cough.

    What unfolded towards him behind the door was a square staircase.

    The walls of this stairwell are all sealed, and there is no window around it, nor any ventilation pipes, as if it were a whole piece of bronze wall poured in. But the hardness of that metal seems incalculable here, at least much harder than ordinary bronze.

    This looks... like some kind of closed prison.

    "What's the matter?" Xiaobai stood at the door, waiting for Jia Qingming to enter.

    However, Jia Qingming didn't dare to go in at all. The four walls are complete and seamless bronze wall staircases, which look like prisons. Is it to lock him in, right?

    Xiao Bai saw his reaction, smiled, and walked in first.

    "Hurry up, hurry up, there is no danger." She smiled and said to Jia Qingming, "And, don't you want to go up and take a look? Only this opportunity. If Miss Bai Ling comes back at night, it will be too late."

    late……

    Sure enough, Miss Bai Ling brought him with her back?

    In the center of the stairwell is an old wooden escalator, which extends upwards. Jia Qingming looked up from the bottom, these wooden stairs seemed to extend endlessly upward.

    Jia Qingming suddenly realized that the name Thiotian Pavilion was used in this building, and it was an incomparable fit. Except for Miss Bai Ling who would call herself a "sky stealer", even this ancient wooden escalator...

    It looks like it can lead straight to the heavenly kingdom.

    "Squeaky-squeaky-"

    The wooden stairs stepped on the foot, making a burst of overwhelming noise, as if it would collapse at any time because of the age too old.

    Jia Qingming followed Xiaobai up the stairs. Of course, when he first stepped on the stairs, he was worried that the bronze door behind him would be closed like this, and then the two of them would be trapped inside...

    Although this is not reliable, it seems to be a common delusion of persecution in movies.

    But nothing happened.

    They quickly reached the second floor. Jia Qingming thought there would be a similar bronze door here, but in fact it did not. The stairwell was connected to the second floor. After stepping into the mysterious second floor, Jia Qingming suddenly felt that this place seemed...not so important, or that he could not understand what was placed here.

    The second floor of the Tooting Pavilion seems to be a huge library, but it is not a library that is stored inside. The room is full of tall shelves with all kinds of strange things.

    Some are antique vases, some bottles are filled with rolled up calligraphy and paintings, and there are various bottles and jars of different sizes.

    In addition to those things that look like antiques, there are also some strange charms, some that look like Taoist instruments in movies. There are also things like the voodoo dolls used by the natives of South America, which are suspended from a ceiling that is not very high.

    He even saw a pair of Japanese ronin armor, draped on a clay model, and wearing a ghost mask with two horns.

    Of course, there are a lot of sundries, placed in some cardboard boxes, and not displayed.

    ...This is more like a museum without glass barriers, free to watch.

    There is a huge cabinet in the depths with a ladder that can be moved and adjusted in height. It looks a lot like the kind of cabinet used to store medicinal materials in a Chinese medicine room. There are one small drawer after another, which separates their respective compartments. Come, it's just that there is no label on it to indicate what kind of medicinal material is inside.

    He was lost in this huge museum, and was attracted by all kinds of things.

    However, he suddenly discovered that Xiaobai was missing.

    It seemed that she was still behind him just now, but just after he couldn't help staying here for a while, looking around, and then looking back, he saw that Xiaobai was no longer behind him.

    He walked among the various shelves, and he felt more cautious in his footsteps than in the idle courtyard just now. Above those ancient and delicate things, there is a cold air with a certain non-human aura. Something adheres to and rises on the surface of these objects... Those are spirits.

    A voodoo doll suddenly hung from the ceiling, shocking Jia Qingming.

    It was a small pendant with a strong American style, and the rope swayed it, like a hanged person. He was staring at him with a pair of ancient but strange looking eyes.

    Jia Qingming stepped back subconsciously and bumped into something behind him.