Chapter 310 A Fairy Tale Book

Zheng Xun took out the rewards he had received in the Siji Book.

Two locks are placed in the palms of both hands.

The lock is made of colored glass, which feels round, delicate and stagnant to the touch. Red, the color is transparent.

The lock is not one piece, but is made up of fragmented small parts that form a mortise and tenon structure.

The shape is simple and the square lock is completely different from the common metal lock head in modern times.

After comparison, except for the slightly different texture of the colored glaze, in other aspects, the two locks are exactly the same.

Zheng Xun tried to open the lock.

Perhaps just to prevent people like him who would randomly open it, the lock couldn't be opened at all this time.

...What exactly is this used to lock?

Also, why is there the same lock in Linxun Mansion?

Zheng Xun thought about it and realized that when the mansion gave it to him as a reward, all the contents were given away.

Therefore, the locks in the mansion, like the four locks, are part of the reward.

What does Baita mean by giving him two identical locks?

He thought about it.

I can't figure it out at all.

Zheng Xun had no choice but to put all the locks into the cloud space first.

He stood up, his slippers squeaking on the floor.

Looking around, he realized that this was a room he had never entered before.

Zheng Xun rarely came to the third floor before. He could lie down and never sit up. It would be terrible for him to climb one more floor.

Moreover, Yiyuan said that the third floor was not cleaned in time, and it was full of dust and old things. He didn't want to be a human vacuum cleaner, rolling up dust all over and dirtying the first and second floors.

This time he had the opportunity to come to the third floor, and he looked around carefully.

Before... students lived here?

Almost everything in the room had been emptied, leaving only the furniture. Zheng Xun judged it through the study table in the corner and several textbooks on the bookshelf.

He pulled out all the drawers, and indeed, there was nothing else.

Zheng Xun went over to read the books. Three of them were junior high school physics, and the last one was a fairy tale book.

This fairy tale is very thin, only a few dozen pages. It seemed to have been thumbed through so often that the edges were rolled up.

A fairy tale...what's there to read?

Zheng Xun took the book off the bookshelf and opened it.

Like most fairy tales, this one is set in a time of kings.

Legend has it that a long time ago, there was a king. He is ignorant, incompetent, arrogant and extravagant. The only achievement is to have two excellent princes.

The eldest prince and the little prince had a deep relationship since childhood, but one day, when the little prince went out to play, he was abducted by a witch from a neighboring country, and his whereabouts are unknown.

The eldest prince was heartbroken and vowed that when he became king, he would do his best to find his brother.

Later, he really became the king. He issued a reward and summoned the bravest warriors to find his brother for him.

The warriors crossed mountains and seas, walked through thorns, and finally rescued the dying little prince in the witch's basement filled with green potions and toad specimens.

They brought the little prince, who was clean and tidy after bathing, to the new king. The new king cried with joy, stepped down from the throne, and embraced his brother.

But before long, the new king discovered that his brother was very different from the original.

The maid arranged him in a luxurious room with a big soft bed. He said, this bed is so soft, I just want to sleep on the wooden board.

The chef put the wine and food in front of him, and he said, take it, take it, this food stinks, I just want an apple picked in the morning.

He didn't like the drawing board given to him by the new king, even though painting and music were his favorites as a child. The only thing that interested him was a pony that the new king had prepared for him.

But the new king never allowed him to ride on it because he would ride the pony and leave the palace without looking back.

The king was saddened by the little prince's change. He even said in front of the warrior that this was not his brother.

But the little prince said, King, we are just drifting apart.

The little prince finally decided to ride on the pony and stay away from this gorgeous cage. But the night before leaving, he heard the king's cries and sighs.

The soft-hearted little prince thought, the king is really pitiful. If he leaves, he will lose his only relative and sit alone on the throne until his death.

He took the pony back to the stable, put on the luxurious prince's clothes, lay down on the soft big bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Later, the king and the little prince resolved their differences. The little prince picked up his paintbrush and music again, and the king no longer prohibited him from playing with his beloved pony. The king's series of enlightened actions won praise inside and outside the palace, and he became the greatest king in history.

The story ends here.

At first glance, it seems like a happy ending. Except for the old king who was offline midway, everyone has a bright future.

But after reading it again, you will find that there are many things in it that are very scary to consider.

First of all, where did the fatuous old king go and how did the new king ascend the throne.

Secondly, the little prince who was found suddenly changed his temperament. Was it because he had been away from the palace for too long and his personality changed, or... did the warrior find an impostor to replace the real prince?

In the end, the little prince obviously couldn't stand the eldest prince's control and was about to escape from the palace. Why did he suddenly regret it? Is it just because of sympathy for the king? Moreover, it is written at the end that the little prince turned painting and music into his hobbies again. He obviously doesn't like this. Doesn't this mean that he was forcibly changed by the king?

Zheng Xun got goosebumps as he thought about it.

I don’t know how the owner of this room endured the inner discomfort and read this fairy tale over and over again.

Zheng Xun flipped through it again. There were no marks on the book, and there were no words written on it.

He stopped reading and put the book back in its place.

The book and the bookcase collided with each other, making a "thump" sound.

Zheng Xun's shoulder was also tapped lightly at this time.

"Huh? Who? Sister Nan?"

Being able to approach him so quietly is the southern wall.

Nan Qiang puffed up his cheeks and looked unhappy.

When Zheng Xun turned around, she deliberately turned her face to the other side, not looking at him.

"Oops," Zheng Xun suddenly realized that he was still in the game, "I'm sorry, Sister Nan, I was so absorbed in reading the story book that I completely forgot about it."

Nan Qiang showed an expression of disbelief.

"Really, look-"

Zheng Xun turned to point to the fairy tale book on the bookshelf at the south wall, but at this time, he was surprised to find that the fairy tale had disappeared, leaving only three junior high school physics books on it.

"this……"

Nan Qiang hummed twice.

"That's why I was so fascinated by reading physics books. I'm just so thirsty for knowledge."

Zheng Xun spoke nonsense without hesitation.

Nan Qiang reluctantly accepted his statement after Zheng Xun promised to compensate her for two takeaway meals.

At this time, Yiyuan also appeared on the third floor, telling them it was lunch time and asking them all to wash their hands and prepare for dinner.

The third floor is indeed gray and gray. The south wall and Zheng Xun's hair are blown out and they are all dirty.

Zheng Xun's cell phone on his coat was vibrating again. He suddenly became very popular after coming back from Sichuan Ben. Everyone called him and sent him messages.

He answered the phone and walked outside the house.

The angry expression on the south wall that remained in the room disappeared, and soft sadness appeared on his face.

She put her hands clasped behind her back in front of her, and there was a book in her hands.

It was the fairy tale book Zheng Xun was looking for.

She held the old and yellowed book in her hands, watching it turn into spots of light little by little. The interior of the mansion is still a copy space, and these tangible items can be turned back into codes when conditions are met.

Fairy tales will eventually disappear.