Chapter 420 Chapter 420

Chapter 420 Chapter 420

Ding Yu thought for a while, then quickly went to the table, raised his weak hands, took out the paper with difficulty, took the charcoal pen, and began to write the cipher text belonging to the Golden Wing Building.

Yes, Songhe Temple belonged to Golden Wing Building after all before, and it also had its own set of special ciphertext symbol rules.

This set of ciphertext can only be recognized by the people of Songheguan, and the rest of the people can read it, it is just a piece of ghostly drawn symbols, smeared and smeared, like useless waste paper after a boy practiced calligraphy.

A few minutes later, Ding Yu wrote more than ten copies, carefully rolled up the paper and put it in his sleeve.

Then got up, pushed the door and went out.

He had observed it in the past two days. There was a corridor outside the stone room, and an underground stone hall extending in all directions after the corridor.

This stone hall connects the rest of the passages throughout the underground space.

These are not important, what is important is the wind blowing from the stone hall.

Ding Yu carefully felt the change and flow of the wind.

Then at the entrance of the stone chamber, observe carefully from left to right, up and down.

Lan Siyi's bedroom must have vents around it.

Where people live, it is impossible not to leave additional places for air circulation.

Otherwise, as long as one of the entrances and exits of this kind of underground base is blocked and poisoned, the people inside will die.

Therefore, it is impossible to leave only one vent here, but there should be multiple vents for safety.

Ding Yu moved lightly and listened carefully to the movement around him to make sure no one was passing by.

Then move slowly to the left in the direction of the breeze.

After a while, he suddenly paused and looked up.

A gray stone wall above the head is slightly different from the rest of the stone walls.

The stone wall is slightly sunken inward, forming a pit structure with the surrounding area.

Wind. That's where it comes from!

Ding Yu's spirit lifted.

But at this time, he still has toxins on his body, and he can't use his strength at all, and his super strength seems to have disappeared.

He thought about it and judged the height of the vent.

Walk up and down below a few times and observe carefully.

He finally discovered that there were thin black cracks on the inner side of the stone wall, and the air flow came in through these cracks.

After making a mental note, Ding Yu returned to the bedroom and continued to wait for the opportunity honestly.

The letter was hidden by him, and he had to find another way to see how to send it out.

Time passed day by day.

Ding Yu stayed in the room obediently, ate and slept, slept and ate, and his service attitude was getting better and better.

It also made Lan Siyi feel more and more at ease with him.

Finally, after another week passed.

Ding Yu was soft and hard, and got the chance to go out for a short time.

And the one who took him out was Zhou Yuan, a personal disciple of Lan Siyi.

On December 25, the weather was fine.

Above the headquarters of the Wuding faction, there is a forest floor full of protruding roots of trees and vines.

There are subtle rustling sounds coming from a certain bush.

After a while, the bushes were separated.

A black-haired woman with dark skin and a bumpy figure walked out of the room with her pants up, with a satisfied look 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 got a good one, she has been waiting to see when the master gets tired of playing and throws it to her.

But I didn't expect to wait for so many days this time, and I didn't get tired of it.

After finally finding an opportunity to go out with this good guy, she finally found the opportunity to come with this man once.

The taste is really good.

Zhou Yuan began to think about whether to go back to take medicine.

It is said that the talent this time is very good, maybe he can give birth to a child with excellent talent when he goes back.

In many places in Dan Province, the only way for many people to leap from class to class is to look at the talent of the child they give birth to.

So this also caused many people to protect their male pets strictly.

"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, be careful I'll slap you to death!" She slapped impatiently on one side of the tree trunk, the trunk shook slightly, and dark purple handprints appeared where she hit.

"Okay, okay." Panting heavily, Ding Yu slowly walked out of the bushes.

"It's almost time, what do you want, I'll help you go out and bring it?" As compensation, Zhou Yuan made an agreement with Ding Yu in advance that she can go to the city to help bring some things she wants.

"I want sweet-scented osmanthus mung bean cake!" Ding Yu quickly replied. "Sister Yuanyuan is still good to me!"

He had a look of emotion on his face.

"Don't do this!" Zhou Yuan was about to scold, but her tone softened a little when she thought of the feeling just now.

"If you think I'm nice, you should be nicer to the master, so that you will have more chances to come out and let the wind go."

"Sure, it's been so many days, so many people, the best thing for me is you, Yuanyuan. Sadness comes from the heart.

"Okay, don't cry." Zhou Yuan opened her mouth, but she didn't curse anymore after all. He walked over and patted Ding Yu on the back, comforting him softly.

"Let's go, let's go back."

"Um."

The two leaned against each other and slowly returned towards the underground headquarters.

What Zhou Yuan didn't notice was that letters with densely written characters were squeezed into balls and quietly left on the grass in the distance.

If someone picked up the letter paper and opened it, they would see that there was a line of small characters at the beginning.

‘If you can deliver this letter to one of the following addresses, you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver! '

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Black Dragon City, the top floor of Baohe Building.

Zhang Rongfang stood on the balcony, overlooking most of the city.

There was a lot of voices below, and from time to time someone lifted the curtain of the passing car and sang loudly.

A big stage was set up in the distance, and people kept going up to it to fight songs.

Some of them sang well, while others only booed.

Those who get booed step down in embarrassment.

And if you sing well, you will continue to defend the ring.

Those who wait until the end will get money and flowers from many handsome men in the audience.

Yes, all the people fighting songs here are women, and most of the people who send flowers are men.

Zhang Rongfang withdrew his gaze and shook his head unconsciously.

The news of Ding Yu and the Wuding faction has not been found yet, but to his surprise, he found a clue to the formation process of the blood lotus.

These days, he got a total of three attributes, which he added to his life points little by little.

Then carefully observe the coagulation process of the blood lotus.

He found that the cohesion of the blood lotus mainly changes in the concentration of the entire blood network on the back.

The blood lotus is not the blood vessel that he originally had.

It's an additional, new blood vessel network!

'Why does this vascular network arise naturally? '

He is thinking about it.

close your eyes.

He seems to be able to reproduce the formation process of the previous blood lotus.

The vascular network on the back is like a branch branching out, growing, extending, and continuing to fork.

Why does the blood-colored blood vessel grow into a fixed shape as if it was predetermined in advance? What is guiding them?

Zhang Rongfang closed his eyes and thought about it carefully, over and over again.

From the flow of life value to the gathering of blood lotus, the whole process is played back repeatedly.

His brain memory at this time is much stronger than before.

It is also much clearer when thinking about it.

The process of forming the blood lotus is like a video, replaying it over and over again.

He has done this many times in the past few days.

But this time, listening to the singing outside, Zhang Rongfang was shocked suddenly and found something different.

rhythm!

After the health points are added, the vitality will be divided into two strands, one to strengthen one's body, and the other to flow into the blood lotus.

In the process of flowing, these two strands of life force have basically the same influence.

The only subtle difference is that

The rhythm of Wen Gong! !

Suddenly Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes.

he saw

The vitality that forms the blood lotus is naturally affected by the rhythm of the internal circulation of Wengong in a flowing style.

"Wen Gong."

Zhang Rongfang recalled all the content of all the literary works and Taoism again in an instant.

In order to learn literary skills, he once specially consulted Master Yue and other literary masters.

At this time, plus he has reached the unprecedented state of consummation of god refining, looking at the past and the past, many things become clear at once.

'Wen Gong improves life, and it is used to prolong life, but what if... turn this life into a stronger self? '

‘When I practice literary skills myself, I intentionally guide my practice. And the formation of the blood lotus, I have no guidance at all, it is a new direction of life formed by the natural influence of literary skills'

‘And this direction.’ Zhang Rongfang recalled carefully one by one.

Crash!

Suddenly, his complexion changed slightly, as if he had discovered something extremely shocking.

He stepped back a few steps and knocked over the poison bottle placed on the ground, but he still didn't notice it.

"This is.!?"

He was breathing fast, and he clenched his hands unconsciously.

"What the hell is this...!?"

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In the mountains and forests.

Two herb pickers with bamboo baskets on their backs, holding herb picks in their hands, were carefully looking for something in the grass.

There are a lot of poisonous insects in this woodland here, even if they carry a sachet to expel poisonous insects, if they are not careful, accidents will easily happen.

Fortunately, although there are many poisonous insects, there are fewer people who come to collect herbs, and there are more wild herbs that are aged.

Although it took some risks, it is undoubtedly a shortcut for those who are in urgent need of money.

Suddenly, a person was bending down to push aside the grass, but saw a ball of gray-white paper in it.

"This is?"

He carefully moved the ball of paper with a hoe.

Then pinch it with a leather gloved hand, pick it up and unfold it gently.

"Brother, take a look, what is written on it?"

The herb collector was illiterate, so he turned around and called another person.

Hearing this, the man got up and approached, took the ball of paper and took a look.

"This." As soon as his complexion changed, he immediately thought of many things.

Compared with his younger brother, he had also been in gangs before, and he knew the trouble and danger of these things.

"Don't touch it! Once this kind of troublesome thing is stuck, you may never get rid of it! There is a danger of family ruin and death!"

He was about to throw away the ball of paper immediately.

But the old lady was seriously ill and fell on the bed, and she didn't even have money to see a doctor. She recalled the scene of her mother coughing up blood violently.

My brother stopped moving his hands.

"elder brother?"

"It's okay. I'll take care of it, don't worry about it. Let's go back first." Brother gritted his teeth, what if it's true?

This kind of thing. It's okay if you do it carefully.