But if you look closely, you will find that the construction of the house is extremely simple, but a few simple boards and columns are mixed with the rain cloth, but it looks extremely exquisite and comfortable.

"Lord, you might as well guess how long it took Bing Mu to build this house?" Jin Yue snapped her fingers. The light hanging around the room suddenly lit up. Song Ningyu swept the pebbles under Jin Yue's feet and narrowed her eyes slightly. Jin Yue wanted to surprise song Ningyu, but she saw through it and smiled at Song Ningyu.

"I've never seen the real strength of bingmu. Tell me." song Ningyu looked at the suddenly lit lamp. When he looked closely, he found that there was a fire fold next to each lamp. The end of the fire fold was connected with a nearly transparent line. With the sinking of the pebble, the fire fold would be opened to light the lamp.

The mechanism design is very ingenious.

"Three days, together with Longmen Inn, this is why Longmen inn is instantly famous in Chang'an city." however, in three days, it took only three days to turn Longmen Inn from coarse branches and leaves to the final detailed beauty. Song Ningyu looked at the exquisite house opposite in surprise and gave a hard wink.

If you are an ordinary craftsman, it will take at least three months for such a magnificent Longmen inn! What kind of speed is this?

Song Ningyu was surprised. It was only a moment. After a moment, she put away her surprise. The opposite door slowly opened, revealing a bright light inside. A few pieces of wood chips blew out with the wind, with the unique taste of wood.

"Lord, please come in." the faint voice was a little numb. It seemed that she was busy. Jin Yue picked her eyebrows, shrugged and smiled at Song Ningyu: "it seems that there is no such blessing today. Lord, go in."

Bing Mu knew who was outside the door. Since Jin Yue was not mentioned, he naturally didn't want Jin Yue to go in. Jin Yue watched song Ningyu enter the room, turned and sat in the pavilion. A small red clay stove was lit, and a bright paper window was set up in the pavilion. Everything became comfortable and pleasant through the lights.

The house was surrounded by wood and utensils. Nearly three feet of sawdust had accumulated on the ground. Song Ningyu raised his feet and walked in. After a while, a thick layer of sawdust accumulated on his legs, and even some fell into the shoes along the fine seams of the shoes.

A woman in small clothes was blinking her eyes like a pair of water grapes, lowering her head and holding a strange dagger cutting wood. Beside her, there was a finely carved model on the rectangular table that occupied nearly 90 meters long and 60 meters wide of the whole house.

Song Ningyu was dazzled by the structure, which was like the beam of the house. The shape was strange and perfectly combined.

The woman was wearing very thin clothes, but the room was very warm. The door closed automatically and spontaneously. There was a parrot in the corner of the room, fluttering its wings and flying to song Ningyu. She shouted at her throat, "who are you? Who are you? Report your name quickly and my master will spare you!"

Song Ningyu's eyes crossed the green haired parrot fiercely. The parrot immediately calmed down and murmured, "what a strong murderous spirit, what a strong murderous spirit, master, I can't carry it. Master, come and save me."

Song Ningyu can't laugh or cry. Isn't this a parrot raised by Bing mu? Looking at the room carefully, song Ningyu found that there was a small bed in the corner of the room. Only that place was clean, and other places were full of all kinds of tools.

Looking closely, song Ningyu found that there was still a round of exquisite wheelchair in the corner. Her eyes slightly picked and slowly walked towards the wheelchair. The wheelchair was made of Sunwood. When she approached, she could smell the pure fragrance. The whole wheelchair was no different from ordinary ones, but it seemed larger and more exquisite.

The wheelchair was engraved with big and big parallel begonias. Song Ningyu stretched out his hand. A cold voice suddenly sounded behind him. His words were three points unhappy and seven points anxious: "don't touch it!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Song Ningyu had touched it. Countless small holes were suddenly opened in the wheelchair. The silver needle shot at Song Ningyu like a drizzle of cow hair!

Song Ningyu retreated again and again, and a silver needle in Yang's hand met him. In Bing Mu's exclamation, song Ningyu blocked the silver needle that attacked the model. The attack gradually stopped in Song Ningyu's return attack. Bing Mu was relieved and sat on the wheel chair several steps forward, and all the opportunities in the wheelchair were closed in an instant.

"Sorry." song Ningyu's hands were full of silver needles and took them all in.

Bing mu, sitting in the wheelchair, fiercely raised his head, slapped his face and stared at Song Ningyu. He meditated for a while. Suddenly, his eyebrows and eyes bent and smiled. A beautiful face was like the spring breeze, and his pale lips gently lifted up and said in a gentle and beautiful voice like a yellow warbler: "I forgive you."

This is an extremely simple person. At least in front of the people she values, she is as simple as a white Zhang. They look at each other and smile. Song Ningyu's eyes fall back to the model of the underground city and pick his eyebrows.

"Where did you get this picture? How did you know that the thousand year heritage of Hongmeng must be true?" song Ningyu stared at the figure with a puzzled eyebrow. It was too complicated, but it really looked like that.

Bing Muqu gently buckled his finger on the wheelchair. The green haired parrot flew to the back of the wheelchair and said to song Ningyu in a loud voice, "I forgive you, I forgive you..."

Song Ningyu's eyes narrowed slightly and blew a whistle. Hundreds of larks fluttered their wings in the window. Bing Mu raised his hand in the air. The window opened towards the house and hundreds of larks flew in.

"Let my lark teach it some practical things. Bing Mu won't mind?" song Ningyu smiled and looked at the green haired parrot. The parrot stared at Song Ningyu, and its fluttering wings were about to fly away. Bing stretched out his hand and dragged it into his arms.

"Nature wants it!" Bing Mu raised his hand and threw the green parrot out of the window. Hundreds of larks flew out in a swarm. With a bang, the window in the house closed gently again, isolating the warmth in the house and the cold outside.

Song Ningyu followed Bing Mu and listened quietly. She began to introduce the situation of the underground city. Although she had not seen it, she could point it everywhere with such confidence. It was about the point between her peers.

"I asked Houtu and louhuo to help me steal this picture from an old man and the imperial palace. I saw the comparison between the two pictures. They are the same, so I made it according to that picture. There is only one door here, all places are sealed, and there are random piles of stones under the underground city, so digging the tunnel will fail..."