Chapter 1943

"If I lose a page in my book, I'll kill you!" Li gave her a cold slant, then lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

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"Can't I take it back?" Gu Xiaoai asked.

"No way!"

Li Lao closed his eyes and said irrefutably.

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Force others to read, force others to read in his room, and don't allow others to damage his books

There's no sense in it.

Gu Xiaoai opened the book in his hand, only to find that this book is also a very important book.

An old book, almost every page has been turned over several times, but it is so neat that there is not even a corner.

No wonder old Li threatened her. He treasured the book so well that it reminded her of his cold-blooded attitude towards Li juexi

Better a book than a son.

Being his son can be summed up in two words: pity.

Gu Xiaoai flipped the pages of the book at will, and there were detailed notes written in ballpoint pen on each page. The handwriting was neat and powerful, and his writing was sharp.

It's not recent to see the handwriting passing through the paper. It's obviously a long time

Is this word... Written by Mr. Li?

Gu Xiaoai looks at Li Lao lying on the bed. He can't see if he is asleep with his eyes closed.

With his head down, Gu Xiaoai quickly turned over the book on his hands. All the words he wrote were about the cultivation of this book, and there were no other special words.

But old Li is so precious. There must be a story in this book.

Gu Xiaoai sat on the chair and carefully turned over the books on his hands page by page. The unprinted words were all reading the interpretation of ballpoint pen writing.

After a long time, Gu Xiaoai once again threw a look at Li Lao on the bed. His eyes turned in his eyes and thought

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"No one sweeps. There's only one key to the room. In Li Lao's hands, we can't get in."

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That's what the servant said. If you can find the key and open the door, you will know the story of Li Lao

"Old Li? Old Li

Gu Xiaoai cried in a low voice. Li Lao lay in bed and didn't move. He didn't wake up.

I should be asleep.

Gu Xiaoai stood up, put the book on the chair and looked around.

Where would he put the key?

Gu Xiaoai pursed her lips and gently opened the drawers in her bedroom one by one, looking for the key. Like a thief, she didn't dare to say a word.

All the drawers are filled with useless things.

Besides, the bedroom will be cleaned by servants. Since Mr. Li attaches so much importance to this key, it will not be put in the drawer. Is that the pocket of clothes?

He can keep a book so complete, and of course he can carry a key with him for many years

So thinking, Gu Xiaoai goes to the hanger.

The vest that Li Lao just took off was hanging on it. Gu Xiaoai reached into her pocket. Sure enough, she took out a chain from her pocket on her left chest

The chain was long, with a polished key at the end.

The key is really here

Gu Xiaoai didn't go out rashly. There were bodyguards everywhere outside. She couldn't go to open the door, and then went to check Li Lao's forbidden area.

Gu Xiaoai looked around, his eyes fell on a pot of flowers in the corner, and quickly walked over. The soil in the pot was not ordinary mud, it was very sticky.

Gu Xiaoai rubs a piece of clay in the palm of his hand and prints a mold on both sides of the key