With an extremely thin blade, I finally picked up a little bit of the sealing interlayer.

The air gradually diffuses into the interlayer.

In the end, the front and back seals, which were originally tightly sealed, were finally divided into four pieces.

Between the four pieces of broken silk between them, there is indeed a piece of monochrome silk that looks like gold, not gold, and not silk.

Picked up the thin silk and gently pulled it, the thin silk was not torn, and then tried to pull it harder, but it was still not rotten.

"Heh~~ It's just a gadget the size of two palms, it's enough to explain!" Yang Tang sighed, looked at the monochrome thin silk, but didn't find any words or marks on it, it seemed to be blank, but it was really not the case, because the thin silk was covered with countless small holes, not to mention hundreds.

More critically, according to the size of the holes, there are two types of holes, one is the original size, which accounts for about ninety percent of all the holes, and the other is about twice the size of the original holes, accounting for only about one-tenth of the total.

Yang Tang didn't understand the meaning of the hole for a while, but he [evil eye] swept it, and suddenly found that the four sealed shells that had been separated were only glowing with a faint red light at this time, which was obviously of little use. But when his gaze fell on the thin silk, the blue light was still there.

"Sure enough, books and everything are floating clouds, only this thin silk is the real treasure!" Yang Tang shook his head and boasted, and then he was a little depressed, "Where is the treasure of this thing?" As he spoke, he raised his left hand holding the thin silk, and he felt the urge to throw it away.

But at this moment, the light spilled down through the holes in the thin silk, and it actually formed wisps of light.

"It's ......"

Yang Tang formally held the thin silk with both hands and put it under the light, and in an instant, countless silks fell on the floor, forming countless villain patterns. The little figures composed of these filaments are sitting or lying, lying or leaning, and the postures are strange. He counted them carefully, and all the villain pictures added up to a total of one hundred and ten, no more, no less, and a few more pictures with patterns of the sun, moon and stars, but all of this, there was no text description, it was really strange.

Another point is also very strange, that is, the light filaments falling from the large holes, which account for about one-tenth of the figures, are reflected on a certain point on the body of each villain, but that point is neither a meridian route nor an acupuncture point, but it can fall in the [evil eye], and it is actually light purple, that is, these points are of great benefit to him rather than great harm.

In addition, the whole 110 patterns are also regular, and they are roughly divided into three parts. The first part has forty-nine drawings, seven of which are grouped together, the second part has thirty-six drawings, of which six are grouped together, and that of the third part is twenty-five drawings, of which five are grouped together.

The first part of the forty-nine pictures is also preceded by a somewhat funny picture, which depicts a man standing in the scorching sun, with a pillar of incense inserted at his feet, looking at the figure and the shadow of incense, and the time of this painting is exactly 12 o'clock at noon.

"What do you mean? It can't be that the person who cultivates the villain figure is in the forty-nine poses behind him under the scorching sun at noon, right?" Yang Tang muttered to himself and continued to look at the thirty-six and twenty-five styles in the back, and found that there was a similar funny picture in front of the villain figure in these two parts, and the second picture was the moon in the sky, and the same person was standing on the top of the mountain, with a pillar of incense at his feet, and the figure and the incense shadow were almost invisible, which happened to indicate that the time was midnight.

As for the third part, there are as many as five illustrative pictures, with the sun or the moon in the picture, but the figure and the incense stick do not change, but the figures and incense shadows in each painting are of different lengths, and none of the two paintings are of the same length.

"These painting gods are all chattering...... It's both the sun and the moon, it seems to be the time of the five elements!" Although there is a [evil eye] to distinguish, Yang Tang still feels that the villain diagram is a bit unreliable, so he didn't try it out immediately, "Forget it, it's better to put it away first, and it's not too late to take it out and study it when you're bored." As he spoke, he slipped the entire sheet of thin silk into the storage ring.

However, Yang Tang can be sure that those villain pictures on the thin silk are treasures, and they may even be a powerful exercise, but there is no text description, even if he is bold, he does not dare to try to cultivate easily, otherwise if something goes wrong, the insurance company will not pay for it.

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At the same time, Xia Miaowei was taking Kuai Rou to drill the forest near the Green Villa, and she quickly lost her sights, if it weren't for the bodyguards accompanying them, they would probably have lost their way.

"I said Weiwei, do you still remember the road?" Kuai Rou finally couldn't help but complain, "If you don't remember, don't hold on, it's a big deal I won't watch it, let's go back!"

"No, we've all already come in, how can we give up halfway?" Xia Miaowei said stubbornly, "By the way, Sister Gong, do you remember the last time......?

Sister Gong was stunned when she heard this, and secretly thought: The eldest lady came into the forest for a long time to find the tree that burst last time, I said it earlier, we who are small don't dare to ask more, now it's okay, the direction is different, and she has taken so many unjust roads in vain! She wanted to think about it, but she didn't dare to complain at all: "I can still find ...... in that place."

"Great, take us there!" Xia Miaowei shouted excitedly, almost applauding. As a result, I received a pair of white eyes.

Sister Gong was noncommittal, tilted her head, and said, "Go ...... this way."

Although Sister Gong didn't turn back directly, but tried her best to make a big circle, and finally arrived at the place Xia Miaowei said, Kuai Rou, who had a strong sense of direction, was so angry that she didn't even have the mood to scold her best friend, but said weakly: "Weiwei, our current position is exactly the opposite of the direction you led the way before!"

Xia Miaowei was speechless, but she couldn't help but stare at Sister Gong viciously, as if asking, "Is what Rourou said true?"

Sister Gong didn't dare to answer this question, so she had to tilt her head arrogantly, pretending not to see Xia Miaowei on purpose.

Seeing this, Kuai Rou knew that Xia Miaowei's eldest lady had a temper, and hurriedly took the initiative to divert the topic and said, "This time the place is right, right? What about the tree you are talking about?" As she spoke, she also pointed to the ground everywhere, and there were trees except for weeds around, but there were trees that did not burst.

Xia Miaowei was also a little puzzled, and continued to stare at Sister Gong.

Sister Gong said: "Ten steps further forward, behind that big tree......"

Kuairou hurried over three steps and two steps, but did not fall behind the tree, and then heard her scream of "ah", and was overwhelmed with surprise.

"This, this, this ......"

Xia Miaowei and Sister Gong, as well as several other bodyguards, then rushed to the scene, and saw the tree that fell to the ground again, and the trunk exploded into shape, and still felt a slight numbness in the scalp, and it was hard to believe their eyes.

Fortunately, it was the second time to watch it, Xia Miaowei quickly got rid of the horror, raised her hand and patted Kuairou's fragrant shoulder, and said: "Rourou, how about it, I didn't lie to you, right? That guy's kung fu on his legs is very tight, much better than the taekwondo we learned, and he still pretends to be harmless to humans and animals, it's just terrible!"

Kuairou also came to her senses at this time, and said, "No wonder you asked me to find a way to sneak into his house, didn't you want to get some cheats?" she said, glancing at the exploding tree on the ground again.

Xia Miaowei tilted her head and smiled playfully, "Then can you help me?"

Kuai Rou shook her head and said, "It's not that I won't help you, it's that the idea you fought is basically useless." ”

"Why is it useless?"

"Let me tell you the truth, as far as I know, the most powerful secret recipes of each sect are all passed down alone, all memorized in your head, and taught by mouth, how can you get your hands on them?"

"Really?" Xia Miaowei was a little dumbfounded.

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In the blink of an eye, in the afternoon, Yang Tang thought that Ming'er was going to the Jin Wangye's Mansion to spend the Dragon Boat Festival, in order to avoid shouting and losing politeness in front of everyone when his parents tasted delicious dishes, he personally went to the farmers' market to select some fresh ingredients, and returned to the Lvye Villa early, planning to make a delicious meal in person to open the eyes of the two elders and eat enough, so that as long as the taste of other food is slightly worse, it will not be praised by them.

Turning into the kitchen, she saw that Xiaocui was about to put a whole washed and peeled chicken into a crockpot to stew, Yang Tang hurriedly stopped her: "Hey, hey~~ Don't be busy, chicken soup is not boiled like this." Saying that, he had already gone to Xiaocui's side, grabbed the whole chicken and put it aside for the time being, "By the way, what about my parents?"

Xiaocui said: "The master said that he was going to raise a nest, and Mrs. and Ah Fen Ahua accompanied him." ”

Yang Tang nodded while taking out the vegetables he bought one by one and putting them on the stage: "Hehe, my dad is addicted to fishing, if he hadn't brought the fishing gear he had taken advantage of, he would have gone to the stream!"

"Master is good at fishing, and Madame also told me......" Xiao Cui continued, "But young master, what are you doing now?"

"Nonsense! Of course, it's cooking!" Yang Tang said as a matter of course.

Xiao Cui was shocked when she heard this: "Young master, you said you cooked? How can this be done? No, no, no......"

"Why not?" Yang Tang stiffened his face, "I said I would do it, you can give me a hand next to me, or you can rest!"

Xiaocui couldn't resist Yang Tang, so she had to reluctantly give way, but she thought in her heart that Yang Tang would mess up quickly, and she had to clean up the mess as soon as possible, otherwise she wouldn't be able to start the meal on time.

"By the way, what about Xiaolan?" asked Yang Tang as he picked up the knife.

"She's keeping vigil tonight, so she should rest in the room now!" Xiao Cui replied absentmindedly, her eyes fixed on Yang Tang's hand to choose the knife, for fear that he would accidentally cut herself.

Yang Tang picked a knife seemingly casually, pointed to the potatoes in the washing tank and said, "These are all washed, do you want to shred?"

"Yes, Madame said that she wanted to eat hot and sour potatoes (do-do-do, do-do-do, ......do- "Before Xiao Cui finished answering, he saw that Yang Tang had already raised the knife in his hand, and cut the potatoes with a very rhythmic sense.

Soon, some of the shredded potatoes were formed, and Xiao Cui looked at them and found that the width and thickness of each potato were almost identical.

This knife work...... Hiss!!

Surprised, Xiaocui quickly accepted Chef Yang Tang, and she was responsible for the positioning of the hand.

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In the evening, the villa restaurant.

There were seven dishes on the table, all covered with lids.

"What kind of fame is this?" Xiaocui's father and mother Yang introduced to the restaurant were a little strange.

Yang Tang followed up with the rice cooker and replied casually: "It's nothing, I'm just afraid that the food will be cold!" As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for Xiaocui to go down.

Xiao Cui was slightly blessed and flew away.

Dad Yang said curiously: "What's wrong with Xiaocui, even if you go to the kitchen to eat, you don't need to be in such a hurry, right?"

Yes, the maid eats in the kitchen, this is the rule handed down by the ancestors of the Yang family, but the food is the same as the master's family, and it is not a loss. The reason why Xiaocui rushed back to the kitchen in such a hurry today was because she had already divided the part of the food made by Yang Tang to the servants into four parts and hid them one by one.

At the restaurant, Yang Tang was not in a hurry to remove the lid, but scooped up the rice for the second elder and himself.

"Mom and Dad, I made seven dishes today, which is actually six dishes and one soup...... Ding Dong!" Yang Tang was about to say that he made the dishes himself, when the doorbell rang at the gate outside.

"Who?" Yang Tang was a little annoyed, seeing that the little master dish he specially prepared for his parents was about to appear, and there were actually guests at this time?

"Xiao Hong..."

Yang Tang didn't want to open the door: "Maybe it's the wrong door." "It's a pity that the Green Villas are all detached here, how can you find the wrong door?

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

The doorbell rang twice more in succession.

"Xiaohong, if you don't want to go, I'll drive!" said Yang's mother.

"Don't, Mom, you sit, I'll open it!" Yang Tang had to get up, "Let's see if I know it first, if I don't know it, I won't open it!" As he spoke, he had already turned out of the restaurant.

Dad Yang took the opportunity to point to the seven lids on the table, and whispered, "What's the situation?"

Mother Yang stretched out her hand and slapped him, and said with a roll of her eyes: "If there is really a guest, how bad it is for this dish to be open!"

"No, you're still going to invite guests to dinner?"

"What's not to do?" Yang's mother asked rhetorically.

Dad Yang: "......"

In the foyer, Yang Tang saw the scene outside the gate through the monitor, and was so angry that he was going to die: "Xia Miaowei, it's time to eat now, why don't you eat at home, why are you coming to our house?"

"Huh, Yang Tang, are you here? It just so happened that I packed Quanjude roast duck and eight halal bowls for my uncle and aunt, which can be regarded as additional vegetables!" As she spoke, she also took two large bags of food from Kuai Rou, who was standing in the dead corner, and lit up in front of the camera.

Yang Tang saw that something was wrong, and immediately asked, "Who else is outside?" Seeing that Xia Miaowei was a little hesitant, he continued: "It doesn't matter who is outside, let's leave quickly, our family is eating, so let's disturb!"

"Hey~~ Don't you want to add vegetables?"

"I don't need..."

"You don't need it to be your business, what about your uncle and aunt? Don't they want to eat it either? Have you asked their opinions?" Xia Miaowei said so confidently that she almost didn't blow up Yang Tang's lungs.

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