Violet took a few steps forward bravely, passed through the exquisite huge beams, bypassed the ancient and elegant screen, and finally came to the stove. She put her hand on the stove cover, hesitated for a moment, and finally made up her mind to open it.
Although the incense burner was warm, there was no fragrance or wood inside, only a ball of long-burning fire. The flame was no longer bright, and its power was slightly weakened. It was declining every moment, but it probably used a lot of natural materials and treasures when it was refined, and the heat it emitted was still strong and warm.
Violet breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed the bottom of the incense burner with her fingers, wiping out a little ashes: "This place must have been ownerless for many years. The bookshelves and the area around the stove are already covered with ashes."
The atmosphere of life in the hall is so strong that one would almost think it is still occupied.
The ladder had cost them a lot of energy, and now that they found no danger, they relaxed temporarily. Violet walked back and forth in front of the bookshelf, and saw a book without a name. She was immediately interested, and took the nameless book down with a sly word of regret.
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