Wu Yahuan was very speechless. As a general manager, he was in name only because he was here for Ding Fan.
"Cai Cai is the personally chosen disciple of Taoist Priest Yuansheng and is extremely talented. Why not let Cai Cai assist Huanhuan in managing the martial arts center and contact the eight major sects that rent it?" Ding Fan arranged.
"good."
"good."
Neither of them had objections.
Wu Yahuan simply delegated all the work at hand to Cai Cai, while he was busy publicizing the relevant matters related to Tongyuan's acquisition of Fuyao.
After the news was made public, Fang Meiqian found out that Fuyao had changed hands, and she suddenly became the president!
In a hurry, Fang Meiqian couldn't find a beautiful photo, so she took a photo of the hyper-realistic oil painting that Lin Yu painted for herself.
Immediately afterwards, the news that Tianzong invested RMB 12 billion appeared in Tianzong official.
The new beauty CEO, whose husband is a well-known contemporary painter, Tianzong made another big move, hot topics came one after another, and the popularity actually lasted for three days, earning enough traffic.
Ding Fan had no time to pay attention to the outside world. He was close to his workplace and Qiao Jingnian also came to find him.
There was no one around, so he said straight to the point: "Dong Ding, I think the time has come to open the seventh tomb."
Putting down the work at hand, Ding Fan said seriously: "Mr. Qiao, you can open the tomb at any time. But you also understand the current situation and are powerless."
"There are always more solutions than difficulties, even if you start researching countermeasures at the same time." Qiao has always retreated.
"To operate without sufficient preparation is equivalent to taking a risk. You know, there are many secrets in that place." Ding Fan reminded.
After rubbing his face vigorously a few times, Qiao Jingnian smiled, said excuse me, got up and left.
Not long after, he returned again.
"Dr. Ding, I am really anxious. This is a taboo in scientific research."
"I fully understand Mr. Qiao's mood."
"No!" Qiao Jingnian raised his palms and sighed: "You still don't understand. Once the man from Yuetang Village returns to the Ghost King's Palace, all your efforts will be in vain!"
After cupping his fists, Qiao Jingnian, who looked extremely solemn, walked away with heavy steps and never came back.
In Yuetang Village, there have been people who have been dedicated to guarding the female slaves throughout the ages.
It turns out that her goal is to accumulate strength and return to the Ghost King Palace!
The Palace of the Ghost King is the center of the ghost realm. Once the female demon returns, she will become the real great ghost king, sweeping the world and rarely encountering an opponent.
Taking a deep breath, Ding Fan and Qiao Jingnian did the same action, rubbing their faces vigorously.
"Well, once the Great Ghost King is born, there will be no place in the world to escape." Witten's attitude was also very negative.
"I'm just afraid..."
Leng Ling'er hesitated to speak. Only Ding Fan risked his life to decipher the secrets of the ghost realm one by one.
good!
We still have to go to the ghost land!
The last road sign has been cracked, it's the Swamp of Desolation!
Danger level: 3.
Corresponding text also appears in the Ghost Realm Scripture.
In the swamp of despair, the swamp water boils endlessly, splashing down on the body, and all souls are gone. Zombies are also infested, pushing all passersby into the swamp.
There is also a ten-thousand-year-old corpse king who sleeps at the bottom of the lake. Once he wakes up, he is invincible.
You can carry a Tianyin whistle to silence all sounds.
Ding Fan was also frustrated by this. It was a completely impossible task unless he carried the Tianyin Whistle.
"My mortal brother is pitiful. My cultivation is so bad and yet I have been given such a huge responsibility. I say the sky is unfair, but you still don't believe me." Wei Teng complained.
More headache!
Ding Fan rubbed his forehead and frowned: "Brother Wei, you are well-informed. What is this Tianyin whistle?"
"The Tianyin Whistle, as the name suggests, is a divine creature in the heavens. Once it is blown, it will be extremely loud." Witten hissed.
Then, there is no more.
Ding Fan was dissatisfied, "Brother Wei, you have stayed in the God Realm for so long in vain. It turns out you are a poor student and failed."
Witten chuckled and explained: "If you want to know how to be demoted to the lower world, I also studied more back then. However, according to my understanding of divine objects in the heaven, this kind of thing does not exist in the human world."
"Aren't you hiding in the Heavenly Alliance Order?" Ding Fan scorned, "The way of heaven is in chaos, and we can't use common sense to deduce it. Since the "Ghost Realm Manual" mentions the Tianyin Whistle, it is probably there."
"Hehe, yes, but where can I find a whistle? Even if it passes by, the breath of that thing must be completely covered, and even I may not be able to detect it. How can I still dig three feet into the ground and look for it?" Witten thought of something, thick
He smiled cheekily and said, "But, Brother Fan has good luck, maybe it's around you, or in the hands of your friends."
never heard of that.
In my memory, when training spiritual pigeons, everyone blew whistles, which were made of ordinary materials.
Then there was only Cai Cai who blew the whistle in physical education class, and the whistle was so continuous that the teachers who were close to the playground complained.
Now Cai Cai has become a staff member of the martial arts center, and the one accompanying Bai Yifei is the little fox.
Suddenly, Ding Fan's expression froze, and Witten asked in confusion: "Brother Fan, did you remember something?"
"Shh!" Leng Ling'er stopped.
Little fox!
Nanxi tourist area!
In the forest, the little fox dug out a stone box sealed with paraffin.
What is resting inside is just one,
whistle!
His consciousness explored the storage ring for a moment, and then released it. A wooden whistle appeared on the desk.
Breathless, as light as nothing, double rows of different shapes, simple and simple.
Witten couldn't sit still anymore. The phantom appeared and circled around the table, "Holy shit, shit! There really are gods in the world!"
Ding Fan immediately became excited and asked: "Brother Wei, is this the Tianyin whistle?"
"Well, I'm not too sure." Witten smiled sheepishly, and quickly explained in a sanctimonious manner, "It's a matter of concern to the people of the world, and it must not be a trivial matter. Brother Fan, please tell me the origin of this whistle."
After roughly talking about it, Witten exclaimed that due to excitement, the phantom changed several times, and his eyes were dizzy just looking at it.
"Brother Wei, calm down." Leng Ling'er had to remind him.
"Sorry, I'm so excited." Witten finally stopped, "It's probably Tianyin Shao! Why do you say that? I have circumstantial evidence!"
"What is it?" Ding Fan asked quickly.
"Back then, the Nayan Wutiannu, who had great magical powers and saved the people, also landed on earth. Even the gods have never seen their true faces. It is said that all it takes is a whistle from the divine world to blow the divine song, and they can be summoned
Na Yanwutiannu!"
Ding Fan was greatly shocked and quickly looked at the wooden whistle. His discernment had improved, and he was sure that the lines on it were not runes, but music scores!
I tried blowing it and it rang!
Ding Fan's eyes lit up, there must be a blow here, and Wei Teng said bluntly: "Brother Fan, the sound made by blowing on solid wood is not a divine song."
"Then how long will it take for me to blow the whistle?" Ding Fan asked.
"Estimated, a thousand years!"
Leng Ling'er was annoyed and was about to fall out, but Ding Fan stopped him and asked politely: "Brother Wei, can you blow the sound?"
"Alas, this is the contradiction between the gods in the world, they need humans. What is this called breaking the rules? Humans have short lifespans and low cultivation levels. We have made it clear that we are not allowed to brag about it casually." Wei Teng spread his hands.
Holding the Tianyin Whistle in his hand, Ding Fan made a decision, a thousand years is too long, seize the day!
Bring your whistle and explore the ghost land again!