After Song Qi left, Jin Feng kept comparing the twenty-four Chinese characters he had obtained from Tang Tianming with the words on the cipher code book.

It seems difficult to decipher the cipher, but in fact, there is only a layer of window paper in between.

With the cipher codebook, that layer of window paper can be torn as soon as it is stabbed.

There was once such a peerless genius. At the age of sixteen, he figured out Einstein's theory of relativity, and at the age of nineteen, he entered King's College, Cambridge University. At the age of twenty-three, he went from being a college student to a fellow at King's College.

He is one of the finest graduates of King's College and one of them.

It was also he who invented a machine that successfully deciphered the Nazi Engmar code, which was claimed to be uncracked forever.

After his homosexual secrets were exposed, he opted for chemical castration, injected with estrogen for up to a year.

Eventually, he ate the apple that he didn't know who had chlorinated him. He's dead!

In 2012, Stephen Hawking, who warned humanity against extraterrestrial contact, demanded that the gay be rehabilitated. In 2013, Queen Elizabeth officially announced the pardon for this homosexual crime.

This homosexuality is recognized worldwide as the father of computers.

His name is Alan Turing.

The secret code that has not yet been deciphered in the world is displayed in the military museum in China.

This kind of cipher code is called Haomi. The man who invented this cipher book was called Wu Hao. That is, the Prime Minister.

With the comparison of the cipher code book, Jin Feng finished arranging the twenty-four Chinese characters that were difficult to calculate in less than five minutes.

The moment the answer came out, the first action Jin Feng made was to slap his head hard. Then shook his head and sighed.

These twenty-four Chinese characters are not about the whereabouts of something that I imagined.

These kanji translate as a set of characters on which the sun never sets and a set of numbers.

Even Dai Li's three pseudonyms, Gao Chongyue, Hong Miao, and Shen Peilin, are also codes of words and numbers on which the sun never sets.

The sun never sets, the text is just one word. This is followed by fifteen-digit Arabic numerals. Numbers and letters add up to exactly twenty-four.

Seeing the word n, Jin Feng faintly guessed the answer.

Silently write down this set of numbers. He took a long puff of the big cigar and drank it down. Leaning back, closing his eyes and exhaling deeply.

In Treasure Island, all the efforts made in these days have been the most complete harvest today.

In the imported space capsule massage chair, Jin Feng, who had worked hard for many days, completely relaxed and fell asleep.

In Jin Feng's hand, he was still holding a book tightly.

That is the stereotypical Du Zimei poetry proofreading of the Ming Dynasty.

Jin Feng's five fingers were right on a poem by Du Zimei.

"Remembering my brother on a moonlit night. ”

"The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of geese in the autumn. The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming. There are brothers who are scattered, and there is no home to ask about life and death. The length of the letter is not reached, and the army has not ceased to be suspended. ”

Next to this poem, there is also Zhang Xueliang's handwritten annotation.

"Cloud Dragon!"

Jin Feng, who was sleeping, showed a soft smile and muttered to himself: "Little Liuzi." The cloud dragon diagram is here. ”

"The Ascending Dragon Chart is also with me. ”

"Ten Dragons...... It's all with me. ”

The arrival of several ancestors in the South China Sea has made the lonely and deserted villa in the past infinitely vibrant. Even the cold autumn rain outside the window has become delicate and charming, just like the subtle and quiet beauties of Beishi.

Without the little evil girl, without Princess Baipa, without his own princess, the seventh ancestor Xie Guangkun and Wu Xiangming let go of Hi Pi.

The beauties of Baodao Province are gentle and gentle, and they can always feel an indescribable aura in their bodies.

Even if it's crazy, it's so subtle.

In the hall on the third floor, it is now the most exciting moment to dance youth.

No less than fifty top beauties dressed in cool clothes, including but not limited to bikini students, Hanfu, nurses, Tang clothes, Qing clothes, etc., walked in front of the three ancestors.

The sexiness of the bikini, the innocence of the student, the temptation of the nurse, the dignity of the Hanfu, the beauty of the Tang costume, and the beauty of the Manchu Dynasty......

The smooth and slippery Seventh Ancestor, wearing a white gauze robe, was lying on the lap of an undefeated Dongfang, took out a few golden bumps from Yongzheng's imitation of the hand cup and threw them towards the tulle Tang dress girl in front of him.

The girl with a high corset chest and a tulle Tang costume knelt on the ground, holding a brocade box tightly.

Seeing that a golden lump was about to fall into the brocade box, but it was ruthlessly hit on her snow-white corset, and immediately the girl threw the most resentful look at the seventh ancestor.

"Ouch, Emperor Jiapeng, why are you beating me here again. The golden pimple was in pain. ”

"You're on point. Come on. The Lun family is in pain. ”

"I don't know how to love the Ellen family. Are you going to throw a golden lump in the Lun's box?"

The Seventh Ancestor laughed: "Call me Lord Wang." My brother is the emperor. ”

With his backhand, he smashed a big piece of gold at the girl in Tang costume.

The female knight kneeling beside the girl in Tang costume was even more exquisite, and the brocade box in her hand was already filled with more than a dozen thumb-sized gold nuggets.

The female knight stretched out her scarlet tongue at Xie Guangkun, her eyes were like silk, and she bit her lower lip lightly, Xie Guangkun stretched out her neck like a pig's head, trembled and handed over the gold.

At this time, the door of the master bedroom quietly opened, and I vaguely saw the slender and sexy backs of several girls. Wu Xiangming was screaming like a pig.

The gorgeous movement of the Silk Road flowers and rain poured into the audience, and it was absurd and extravagant.

A delicate and sweet little girl cowardly took the mobile phone and handed it to the Seventh Ancestor, and said in a low and soft voice: "Your Majesty...... Who's the wicked woman?"

"A wicked woman is a wicked woman......"

"What ......"

Looking back at the name of the video connection, the seventh ancestor tensed his head and straightened up, crawling up from a pile of pink skulls. Grabbed the phone and screamed.

"Brother...... The little evil girl has checked the post. Help!"

"Wife, wife, I'm here, I'm here. I'm learning the Heart Sutra with my brother. ”

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and all laws are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirt nor purity, neither increase nor decrease......"

"I want to wear a white robe for Mao, am I wearing a white robe? This is a good Tang costume......

"Cut...... What can I do? I was squeezed dry by you the day I left, what else can I do?"

"I warn you. If you wronged a good person like this again, I won't do it. What am I going to do, can my brother agree?"

"Wait, wait, my brother is here. If you don't believe him, ask him. ”

In the bedroom, Jin Feng faced the little evil girl Mu Ran on the other side of the video and said, "Xiao Qi is doing business with me." Don't bother if it's okay. ”

The Seventh Ancestor immediately knelt on the ground and gave Jin Feng a thumbs up, holding Jin Feng's thigh and rubbing it uncontrollably.

hung up the video of the little evil girl, Jin Feng hated that iron could not be made of steel and gave Bao Xiaoqi a kick, revealing a touch of helplessness: "The Jiang family still refuses to let you in?"

The seventh ancestor had a bitter face, his nose, eyes, eyebrows, and mouth were all squeezed together, looking up at his own brother, covering his chest with both hands, in pain, wanting to cry without tears.

Just when Jin Feng wanted to say something, the Seventh Ancestor had already peeled off his clothes and pointed to his whole body.

Looking at the bruises and bruises on the Seventh Ancestor's body, Jin Feng snorted lightly and turned his head.

"Be careful and don't be videotaped. ”

"Three days later, the capital city will converge. ”

After saying this coldly, Jin Feng went downstairs and went out with a big bag.

The Seventh Ancestor suddenly showed unprecedented solemnity, nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and after seeing Jin Feng drive away, he suddenly jumped up, dialed out with the phone, and screamed wildly.

"Give the young master another hundred girls!"

Solving the biggest heart disease in his heart, Jin Feng easily strolled around the corners of Beishi.

Linger in the former residences of Zhang Daqian, Yu Guangzhong, Lin Yutang, Hu Shi, Liang Qiushi, and Yu Youren.

gave a box of cat poop coffee to Mr. Lin Yutang, who loves coffee the most, and a bottle of wine to Chu Liuxiang's little fish Li Xunhuan's father.

Turned around and went back to the city and went to Bade Road Antique Street. After walking less than fifty meters, Jin Feng turned around categorically.

This most famous antique street in North City is 100% fake. More than ninety-five of them came from the fake villages in the interior and were shoddy.

However, the framing of the calligraphy and paintings here can be regarded as eye-catching.

Fake paintings in Treasure Island Province are generally not old. It is also imitated by masters in the modern century, such as Li Kuchan, Wu Zuoren, and Fu Baoshi.