The others were curious, too. They picked up the books beside them and flipped through them, but when they realized they couldn't understand a thing, they lost interest. After hearing He Dazhi and Sixth Senior Brother's exchange, they all burst out laughing.
"Take everything we can. We should get out of here, quickly!" Wu Dayi reminded them.
He Dazhi nodded, pulled out the Mountain and River Fan, and fanned it at each bookshelf in turn, collecting the bookshelves along with the books into the fan.
"So convenient! Good thing Fourth Senior Brother got his hands on this treasure. Otherwise, we'd only be able to look at everything without taking it with us. We'd be kicking ourselves for ages!" Fifth Senior Brother said, eyeing the Mountain and River Fan in He Dazhi's hand with relief.
Though it wasn't useful in a fight, it was the best magical treasure for their current needs—nothing else came close!
No one wanted to face that eerie swing again, so they followed Wu Dayi and left through the back courtyard.
As they made their way around the mansion, the sound of the swing creaking suddenly rang out from within, sending a chill through them.
"Creak... creak... creak..."
Everyone's blood ran cold, and they decided to leave as quickly as possible.
"Woof!"
"Eek! Eek!" Big Yellow's barking, accompanied by the creaking swing, came from inside the old mansion.
"Big Yellow!" Xiaofan turned to look back at the old mansion. "Senior Brothers! I think I heard Big Yellow!"
"How did he end up in there, too? We just escaped!" The unknown was the scariest thing of all, and Sixth Senior Brother had no desire to go back inside. If they were dealing with Yin Spirits or something like that, it would be all right. With Big White and