Ding Yu thought for a while, then quickly went to the table, raised his weak hand, and took out the paper with difficulty.
Take a charcoal pen and start writing the cipher text belonging to the Golden Wing Tower.
Yes, after all, Songhe Temple was affiliated with the Golden Wing Tower before, and it also had its own special set of cipher text symbol rules.
This set of cipher text can only be recognized by people in Songhe Temple. When viewed by others, it is just a ghost article.
Drawing symbols, smearing and smearing, is like the useless waste paper left by a child after practicing calligraphy.
A few minutes later, Ding Yu wrote more than ten copies, carefully rolled up the paper and put it in his sleeve.
Then he got up and pushed the door open.
He had observed it over the past two days. Outside the stone room was a corridor, and beyond the corridor was an underground stone hall extending in all directions.
This stone hall connects the rest of the passages throughout the space.
These are not important, what is important is the wind blowing from the stone hall.
Ding Yu carefully felt the changing flow of the wind.
Then, at the door of the stone chamber, look carefully left and right. There are definitely vents around the bedroom where Lan Siyi lives.
Where people live, it is impossible not to leave extra room for airflow.
Otherwise, if someone blocks one of the entrances and exits of such a base and poisons it, everyone inside will die.
Therefore, it is impossible to leave only one vent here, but for safety, there should be multiple vents.
Ding Yu moved lightly and listened carefully to the surroundings to make sure no one was passing by.
Then follow the direction of the breeze and move slowly to the left.
Not long after, he suddenly paused and looked up.
A gray stone wall on top of the square head is slightly different from the other stone walls. This stone wall is slightly sunken inward, forming a pit structure with the surrounding area.
This is where the wind comes from!
Ding Yu cheered up.
But at this time, he still had toxins in his body, so he couldn't exert any strength at all, and his super strength seemed to have disappeared.
He thought for a while and determined the height of the vent.
I walked back and forth several times and observed carefully.
He finally discovered that there were thin black cracks on the inside of the stone wall, and the air flow came in through these cracks.
After remembering this in his mind, Ding Yu returned to the bedroom and continued to wait for the opportunity honestly.
The letter was hidden by him, so he had to think of another way to send it out.
Time passes day by day.
Ding Yu stayed in the room honestly, ate and slept, and her service attitude got better and better.
It also made Lan Siyi feel more and more relieved about him. Finally, another week passed.
Ding Yu worked hard and got the opportunity to go out for a short period of time.
The person responsible for taking him out was Zhou Yuan, a direct disciple of Lan Siyi.
On December 25th, the weather was sunny.
At the headquarters of the Wuding Sect, there is a forest floor covered with protruding roots of tree vines.
From somewhere in the bushes, subtle rustling sounds were constantly coming from the bushes.
After a while, the bushes were separated.
A black-haired woman with dark skin and a curvy figure walked out with her pants lifted and a look of satisfaction on her face.
"Okay, come out quickly, don't let the master find out." She looked around, feeling a little guilty.
Ever since she heard that the master had gotten a good product, she had been waiting to see when the master got tired of playing with it and would throw it to her.
But I didn’t expect that this time I didn’t get tired of it after waiting for so many days.
After finally finding a chance to follow this good guy out for a show, she finally found the opportunity to have sex with this man.
It tastes really good.
Zhou Yuan began to consider whether to go back and take medicine.
The goods this time are said to be very talented, and they might even be able to give birth to very talented children when they go back.
In many places in Dan Province, the only way for many people to jump to another class is to look at the talent of their children.
Therefore, this has also led to many people to guard their male favorites closely.
"Are you ready?" Zhou Yuan waited for a while and found that no one came out from behind, so she shouted impatiently.
"If you don't come out again, I'll beat you to death!" She impatiently slapped a tree trunk on one side.
, the tree trunk shook slightly, and dark purple handprints appeared where she hit it.
"Okay, okay" Ding Yu gasped and slowly walked out of the bushes. "It's almost time. What do you want, can I help you go out and take it?"
Ding Yu agreed that she could go to the city to help bring what she wanted.
"I want sweet-scented osmanthus and mung bean cake!" Ding Yu quickly replied. "Sister Yuanyuan, it's better you be nice to me!"
He looked moved.
"Stop doing this!" Zhou Yuan was about to scold, but unconsciously thought of the feeling just now, and her tone became softer.
"If you think I'm good, be nice to the master. This way, you'll have more opportunities to show off."
"Definitely, after so many days and so many people, the best person to me is Sister Yuanyuan.
"I'm really" Ding Yu was in tears at this moment. She really recalled the tragic experiences of these days and felt sad for a moment.
"Okay, don't cry." Zhou Yuan opened her mouth, but in the end she stopped cursing and walked over.
He reached out and patted Ding Yu on the back, comforting him softly. "Let's go back." "Yeah."
The two of them hugged each other and slowly returned to the ground headquarters.
What Zhou Yuan didn't notice was that the letters written with dense words were crumpled into a ball and quietly left on the grass far away.
If someone picks up the letters and opens them, you will see a line of small words at the beginning. If you can deliver this letter to one of the addresses, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!
Black Dragon City, on the top floor of Baohe Building.
Zhang Rongfang stood on the balcony, overlooking most of the city.
The place was bustling with people, and from time to time someone would lift the curtains of the cars and horses passing by and start singing loudly.
A large stage was set up in the distance, and people were constantly singing and singing.
Some of them sang well,
Some people just booed.
Those who get booed will be embarrassed on stage. Those who sing well will continue to defend the ring.
Those who stay to the end will be rewarded with money and flowers by many handsome men in Taiwan. Yes, the people who sing and sing here are mostly women, and those who give flowers are mostly men.
Zhang Rongfang looked away and shook his head slightly unconsciously.
The news about Ding Yu and the Wuding sect has not yet been found, but to his surprise, he discovered a clue about the formation process of the Blood Lotus.
These days, he has gained a total of three attributes, which he adds to his health point by point.
Then carefully experience and observe the cohesion process of the blood lotus.
He discovered that the cohesion of the blood lotus was mainly due to the concentrated changes in the entire blood network on the back.
The blood lotus is not his original blood vessels. It is a new blood vessel network created additionally! Why does this kind of blood vessel network appear naturally?'
He was thinking about this problem. He closed his eyes.
He seemed to be able to recreate the previous formation process of the blood lotus.
The blood vessel network on the back is like a tree branching off, growing, extending, and continuing to branch.
Why do blood-colored blood vessels grow into a fixed shape as if they were predetermined? What guides them?
Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes and thought carefully, over and over again.
From the flow of health to the blood lotus, the entire process is played back repeatedly.
His mental memory at this time was much stronger than before.
It became much clearer when I thought about it.
The formation process of the blood lotus was like a video, constantly replayed over and over again. He had done this action many times in the past few days.
But this time, listening to the singing outside, Zhang Rongfang was suddenly shocked and discovered something different. The rhythm!
After adding points to your health, your life force will be divided into two streams, one to strengthen your body, and the other to merge into the blood lotus.
These two streams of life force are affected by basically the same things in the process of flowing.
The only subtle difference lies in the rhythm of the literary skills!
Suddenly Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes. He saw
The vitality that forms the blood lotus is naturally affected by the rhythm of the inner circulation of the martial art in its flowing form.
"literary skills"
Zhang Rongfang recalled all the contents of the Wen Gong Dao canon again in an instant. In order to learn Wen Gong, he specifically consulted Master Yue and other Wen Gong masters.
At this time, coupled with the fact that he had reached an unprecedented state of perfection in refining the gods, looking at the past, many things became clear at once.
Literary skills enhance life and are used to extend life, but what if this life is transformed into a stronger self?'
When I practiced literary skills, I intentionally guided my practice. However, the formation of the Blood Lotus, I had no guidance at all. It was a new direction of life that was naturally influenced by literary skills.
Zhang Rongfang recalled this direction carefully one by one.
Wow!
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, as if he had discovered something extremely shocking.
Count of feet backward
One step later, he knocked over a poison bottle placed on the ground, but he didn't notice it at all.
"This is?"
His breathing became rapid and his palms clenched unconsciously.
"What the hell!?"
In the mountains and forests.
Two herb collectors carrying bamboo baskets on their backs and holding herb hoes in their hands were carefully looking for something in the grass.
There are so many poisonous insects in this woodland here, even if they carry incense to repel poisonous insects,
If you don't pay attention to it, accidents can happen easily.
Fortunately, although there are many poisonous insects, there are fewer people coming to collect medicines, and there are more wild medicinal materials in the new year.
Although it takes some risks, it is undoubtedly a shortcut for those who are in urgent need of money.
Suddenly, a person bent down and pushed aside the grass, and saw a ball of gray-white paper among it.
"This is?"
He carefully used the medicine hoe to move the paper ball over.
Then use your leather-gloved hands to pinch it, pick it up and unfold it gently.
"Brother, come and take a look, what's written on this side?" The herb collector couldn't read, so he turned around and called another person.
Hearing this, the man stood up and came closer, took the ball of paper and took a look.
"This" his expression changed, and Ma thought of many things.
Compared to his younger brother, he had been in a gang before and knew the trouble and danger of these things.
"Don't touch it! Once this kind of trouble sticks, you may not be able to get rid of it!
There is a danger of family destruction and death at every turn!”
He immediately threw the paper ball away.
But my mother was seriously ill and fell in bed. She didn't even have money for medical treatment. She recalled the scene of her mother violently coughing up blood.
My brother's hand movements stopped.
"Brother? Brother?"
"It's okay. I'll take care of this, don't worry about it. Let's go back first." Brother gritted his teeth, what if it was true?