He took out a white handkerchief with Gucci embroidered with gold thread on the corner, squatted down, wrapped the jade pendant and picked it up.
The faint golden light in his eyes flashed away.
"An ordinary piece of mutton-fat white jade is quite ornamental. It can be transformed by spending points after leaving the mission world. There are a total of seventy-two transformation directions."
"Hey."
Zhou Yang angrily withdrew his skills.
The identification technique can identify items that are not higher than the gold level. It has the ability to see through the appearance to see the essence. It points directly to the material itself, but it cannot analyze what this jade pendant represents.
Divine skills are not omnipotent, and you cannot understand everything you want to understand.
Zhou Yang turned over the old woman's body. There was a cloth bag on her body, but it was burned to ashes. The pipa on her body was also burned through by the phosphorus fire. Except for a relatively complete jade pendant, there was nothing else that caught the eye.
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"This pipa is a good magical instrument. It is made of red sandalwood. It can not only control zombies, but also capture ghosts. It would be a pity to burn it."
Uncle Jiu also glanced at the pipa.
This pipa musical instrument is not an evil instrument. If it is used properly, it will be righteous, and if it is used incorrectly, it will be evil.
It took precious materials and countless efforts and efforts to refine it, which was much more troublesome than the big sniper in Zhou Yang's hand!
"Heavenly thunder and earthly fire, the divine power of the five directions, forgive me!"
Uncle Jiu took out a few yellow talismans, chanted a spell, and tossed them with his hand, and the talismans landed on the unburned remains of the old woman and the four zombies.
The moment it touched the corpse, Huang Fu suddenly turned into a ball of open fire. After covering the body, it was quickly burned into a ball of ashes by the open fire.
"Go back, Wencai is still tied to the pillar."
Uncle Jiu waited for several corpses to burn to ashes, then walked back with his hands behind his back.
Zhou Yang followed Uncle Jiu with a Barrett sniper rifle.
"Hey, Brother Zhou, what kind of gun is this? It's so powerful!"
Qiu Sheng came close to Zhou Yang and looked at the sniper rifle in Zhou Yang's hand with envy. Thinking of what he had seen before, he couldn't help but ask curiously.
Moreover, he also had the same doubts as Ren Tingting at this time.
Where did he hide such a big gun?
Magician, is he so magical?
"Sniper rifle."
Zhou Yang turned off the safety and handed the sniper rifle to Qiu Sheng.
"It's so heavy!"
Qiu Sheng felt that his hand was heavy. It weighed at least thirty kilograms!
However, that mighty and domineering appearance looked particularly shocking under the bright moonlight!
"Wow!"
Qiu Sheng suddenly exclaimed.
He put his eyes on the sight, and the woods hundreds of meters away were instantly in front of him. Even under the night, he could clearly see the texture of the leaves over there!
so amazing!
Qiu Sheng was like a child who got a big toy. He kept playing with the big gun in his hand along the way.
When he returned to the gate of Yizhuang, he reluctantly returned the big sniper to Zhou Yang.
"This is for you."
Seeing that Qiu Sheng liked the scope so much, Zhou Yang reached out and took out a folding telescope through the cover of his pocket.
Zhou Yang found several pairs of this thing in the gun shop. They were all low-light telescopes with fourteen times zoom.
Zhou Yang taught Qiu Sheng: "Press this mechanism and it will open."
"Thank you, Brother Zhou!"
Qiu Sheng was a little embarrassed to receive Zhou Yang's gift, but after taking a look at it, he really liked it.
[Haitang Bookstore] "Uncle Jiu, Brother Zhou, Qiu Sheng, you are back. Come and see Wen Cai, he has fainted!"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ren Tingting shouted anxiously.
"Isn't Wencai awake yet?"
Uncle Jiu frowned and looked towards Wen Cai who was trapped on the pillar in front of the door.
But they saw that Wencai's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he had fainted while sitting there.
"It shouldn't be! The ghosts have been killed, and Wen Cai should have regained his consciousness."
Uncle Jiu took three steps at a time and rushed in front of Wencai. He first opened Wencai's eyelids and looked at him, then put his hand on Wencai's wrist.
Qiu Sheng and Ren Tingting stood next to Uncle Jiu, looking at Uncle Jiu and Wencai anxiously.
"Literary talent..."
Uncle Jiu's face became more and more serious: "Wen Cai is not only fascinated by ghosts, but also controlled by Gu insects!"
"What should we do?"
Ren Tingting asked nervously.
Uncle Jiu shook his head. He was usually calm and composed, but his face looked a little ugly at this time: "The Holy Gu Cult of Miaojiang is very mysterious. It is said that Gu worms can climb up the heart, penetrate into the brain, and control people's life and consciousness. In addition to casting
There is almost no solution for people who are addicted to poison!"
Qiu Sheng couldn't help but ask: "Who is so talented in literature..."
Uncle Jiu shook his head: "The old woman has been killed and lost her master's control. Since the poison did not attack immediately, it must have been dormant temporarily, and Wencai will be fine in a short time."
But no one knows what kind of bug it is. It is like a bomb that may explode at any time inside the body... I will take Qiu Sheng to see a Western doctor in the town tomorrow. I heard that the hospital
There's a new machine here that can see what's inside the human body."
Everyone hurriedly carried Wencai to the bed, and Ren Tingting used a wet towel to moisten his dry lips.
Wencai looked like he had lost too much blood and was dehydrated.
It was getting late now,
After the intense and fierce battle, everyone was exhausted.
Qiu Sheng took Zhou Yang to the guest room and then went back to rest.
Zhou Yang took out Doudou who was already asleep and placed him next to his pillow.
Then, he lit the kerosene lamp on the bedside table, took out the Walter P99, Remington 870 pump-action shotgun, and Barrett sniper rifle, placed them in order, took out the empty magazine, and started firing one by one.
Squeeze the bullet.
Until the magazines and spare magazines were full, Zhou Yang stuck an alarm on each door and window.
Then he went to bed, peeled an orange and ate it, pinched Doudou's tender and chubby cheeks, then took off his clothes, flicked his fingers to create a blast of wind, and extinguished the kerosene lamp on the bedside table.
While thinking, my consciousness gradually became ethereal, and my tired body fell into a deep sleep in the darkness.
Spring rain is as precious as oil.
It started to rain lightly in the middle of the night. When Zhou Yang got up in the morning, there was a ticking sound outside the house. When he opened the window and looked around, the heaven and earth were brought together by the rain. Everything was soaked in the continuous spring rain.
"Aba~Aba~"
Doudou sat up on the bed, looking at the raindrops dripping from the eaves outside the window, babbling, trying hard to communicate with Zhou Yang.
Unfortunately, Zhou Yang has grown up and cannot understand her baby talk.
Doudou saw that the stupid adult couldn't understand her words, so she gave up.
When I opened the door, I was suddenly greeted by a cool, grassy smell unique to rainy days. It was not unpleasant, but had a faint, refreshing sweetness.
