The white fox soul looked at Zhang Fan and smiled.
Zhang Fan glanced at the white fox soul, nodded, and then turned his attention to the white vortex. Then, a black mass appeared at the bottom of the vortex, and a wooden box slowly emerged from the bottom of the white vortex.
The end broke free.
Then, the wooden box slowly opened, and what was inside was the asparagus. The next moment, the asparagus flew out of the wooden box one by one, a total of seventy-five, arranged horizontally over the roof.
"This is the wooden box hidden in the southeast corner and the seventy-five asparagus roots."
White Fox Soul Body Dao.
"I didn't see anything unusual at the southeast corner of the stilted building?
How did you emerge from this vortex?"
Xiao Chong expressed his doubts.
"The vortex is connected by space turbulence.
In the turbulence of space, it is very easy to open up a new space. If the two ends of this new space are one around the wooden box and the other in the house.
I uncovered the southeast corner of the stilted building and verified it myself, and it is indeed the case."
The white fox soul said, this time, he did not dare to show any contempt for Xiao Chong in his tone.
"In that case, this different space is equivalent to a connecting channel."
Xiao Chong said.
"Yes, you can say that."
Bai Huhun weighed heavily and nodded.
"According to what you said before, this vision contains a hint that there are three hundred and asparagus grasses. Where is the hint?"
Xiao Chong continued to ask.
"Let's continue watching."
The white fox soul pointed to the roof of the stilted building.
I saw that the seventy-five asparagus roots that were originally neatly arranged quickly changed and quickly formed a line of writing.
"These characters are in ancient Miao script."
The white fox soul continued, "After repeated checks, I determined the meaning of these words. The general meaning is this, 'In addition to these, there are three hundred asparagus grasses, do you want them?'
That depends on your ability.
’”
"Is this so obvious?"
Xiao Chong subconsciously answered, "Why does this sound like child's play?"
When the handwriting first appeared, Zhang Fan took pictures of the handwriting. Zhang Fan also felt that it was a bit childish, so he sent it directly to Tan Guangming and asked Tan Guangming to help translate it. The result was exactly as the white fox soul said.
That's probably what it means.
"I thought it was childish at first, but that's the way it is. The designer probably still has a childish heart."
White Fox Soul Body Dao.
As soon as the white fox soul finished speaking, he saw the writings composed of asparagus grass scattering in all directions and returning to the wooden box. The wooden box was re-covered and returned to the vortex.
When the wooden box completely disappeared, the circles made of shell powder scattered in all directions, and the witchcraft was restrained. All the shell powder gathered again in the southwest corner of the exhibition hall, as if nothing had happened.
"This...is it over?"
Xiao Chong looked at the white fox soul body in surprise and asked.
"Right, that is it."
The white fox soul body said, "So, I have been thinking about it for so many years, but I haven't thought of any substantial clues."
"Except for that one line of text, there are no clues. No one can find any clues about it."
Xiao Chong scratched his head with a sad expression. Suddenly, a thought flashed through Xiao Chong's mind, and he said it directly, "This line of writing is so childish, is the designer joking?
Are you deliberately playing tricks on us?"
The white fox soul glanced at Xiao Chong, thought for a moment and then said: "This is not possible."
"Mr. Zhang, what do you think?"
Xiao Chong turned his attention to Zhang Fan and asked.
"It is possible, but I feel it is unlikely."
Zhang Fandao, "You have to ask me to come up with a very clear reason. I can't come up with it yet. I just don't feel the need to make this joke, and it's my intuition."
After saying this, Zhang Fan yawned and felt a little sleepy. He stretched and said to Xiao Chong: "It's getting late. Let's find a place to rest and deal with this situation tomorrow."
One stroke."
"Okay, now my head is confused and everything I think about is a mess."
Xiao Chong rubbed his temples.
"Come in..." Zhang Fan casually took out a small porcelain bottle, pointed at the small porcelain bottle and said to the white fox soul body.
A look of helplessness appeared on the white fox soul's face, and in the end, he had no choice but to get into the small porcelain bottle.
The gate of the scenic area was closed, and the two of them climbed over the courtyard wall and left the scenic area, and found a farmhouse very close to the scenic area to stay.
After this sleep, the two of them slept until noon of the next day. They went to the restaurant of the farmyard to eat. Halfway through the meal, Xiao Chong said: "Mr. Zhang, I have been thinking about it since I woke up today.
I’m still confused about the Diaojiaolou, do you have any ideas?”
"Some ideas..." Zhang Fan glanced at Xiao Chong and said.
"Ding ding..." I heard soft sounds coming from the small porcelain bottle containing the white fox soul.
The white fox spirit body has been observing here for so many years, but he has not been able to find out the reason. Therefore, he is very interested in Zhang Fan's discovery, although in the end, he could not get any of the asparagus grass.
"After placing shell powder in the southeast corner of the exhibition hall, strange phenomena will appear at 12 o'clock in the evening. At 12 o'clock in the evening, it is the time of the day when the yin energy is the heaviest."
Zhang Fan opened his mouth and said.
"This is..." Xiao Chong answered.
"You still remember the six spells of the underworld that I told you about, right?"
Zhang Fan continued, this is the spell that Hei Wu Chang set up in the courtyard of the second uncle Yaxi.
"Remember, just like Tai Chi and Bagua, from what you mean, it also pursues the balance of yin and yang."
Xiao Chong replied.
"When I saw those shell powders that looked very gentle but could tear apart space, two thoughts flashed through my mind. One was Tai Chi Bagua, and the other was Liuhe, because both methods are available.
The ability to overcome strength with softness.”
Zhang Fandao, "Then, I thought based on these two ways.
Regarding Tai Chi Bagua, except for Liang Yi and Si Xiang, any number that appears is a multiple of eight. However, I did not find anything that was a multiple of two, four, or eight on the roof of the stilted building, shell powder, and surrounding areas. Instead, they were all six.
Multiples of.”
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Xiao Chong frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, he said: "I remember that there are six roof ridges in the Diaojiaolou. I can't think of anything else. Is there anything else?"
"The number of sculptures on each of the six roof ridges is thirty-six, which is a multiple of six. Moreover, the sound of explosions made every time the space is torn apart is also a multiple of six. I remember the first time
42, the second time after a while was 56, and the third time was interrupted by your chat."