An idea inexplicably arose from Zheng Qiu's heart.

If the egg yolk becomes hard, then soak it in water to soften, and then pour some egg white into it, whether it can hatch Jiao.

He remembered what Qing Youcai had said, a Jiao was raised, and he was a god realm cultivator at the top.

He has also heard of the God Realm, which is the realm above the Qi Yao Realm, which is very powerful.

The masked man was in the Aura Realm, and he was wearing the clothes of the Tempest Wolf Gladiatorial Band, and if he had the help of the Tempest Wolf's men, he would definitely not be able to succeed in taking revenge.

As long as he can hatch Jiao out, even if the entire Wind Wolf Gladiatorial Troupe helps him, he can avenge the eared cat and Ma Peng.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qiu carefully put the egg on the bed and ran quickly to the back room of the cafeteria.

There was a large sink in the back room of the cafeteria, filled with melting snow water, which he filled with a tin bucket and carried it to the kitchen.

The melted snow water is not clean, and if it is poured directly into the egg, it will definitely stink.

So Zheng Qiu took a silk cloth, filtered the snow water over and over again, and finally poured the water into a large iron pot and lit the dung cake to boil.

Boiling water can't be poured directly into the eggshell, and he doesn't want to eat boiled eggs yet.

After waiting for a long time, it was not until the boiling water was cool that Zheng Qiu loaded the water and returned to the stone house.

He slowly poured the water into the eggshell opening, and the egg yolk did not dry and hardened, and then found a pile of small stones to surround the eggs.

Gently shaking the eggshell to make sure the whole egg was secured, he put the silk cloth over the opening and waited quietly against the wall.

At dawn the next day, Zheng Qiu opened his eyes in a daze, not knowing when he fell asleep yesterday.

Rubbing his cheeks, the first thing he did was to check the Jiaodan.

Shaking the eggshell, the yolk inside did not shake with it, it was still hard, he sighed, it seems that it takes a long time to soak soft.

Zheng Qiu leaned on the edge of the window and looked at the teaching field.

Since yesterday, the gladiators of the Burning Sand Regiment have been in action and are preparing to form a treasure hunting team.

Bags of things were taken out of the various stone houses and put on the carriages that had been prepared in advance.

If the Gladiatorial Troupe is changed to the Blazing Sand Treasure Hunting Team, they will have to move out of the Church, because the Church Ground is the house of the Gladiatorial Tournament, and only the Gladiatorial Troupe can live.

On the third day, the egg yolk showed some signs of soaking softly, and Zheng Qiu carefully changed the water to prevent the hair in the egg from smelling.

For the past two days, he has been staying in the stone house, guarding the Jiaodan, and the strange thing is that Master Wang has not appeared after the game, as if he has disappeared.

On the fifth day, the yolk finally softened and slid from the side of the eggshell to the bottom of the eggshell, shaking softly.

Zheng Qiu slowly poured out the water, picked up the long chopsticks and reached in to touch it.

He found that the yolk was very tough, as if it was wrapped in a thick layer of leather, and it would not break no matter how much he moved it.

His next thought was to pour egg whites into it, but when he saw how tough the yolk was, the idea was a little shaken.

The yolk of the egg is completely different from the yolk of the egg, and the egg white is definitely not the same.

When night fell, Zheng Qiu shrank alone in the corner of the bed, holding Jiao Dan tightly in his arms, unable to sleep.

At that moment, he heard a very slight movement outside the house, rustling, rustling, so evident in the silence of the night.

After listening for a moment, his heart lifted up, and it was the sound of footsteps.

Zheng Qiu immediately pulled out the storage box under the stone bed, grabbed a piece of clothing and wrapped it in Jiaodan, put it in the iron box, and then stuffed the box back.

Then he jumped out of bed, grabbed the lampstone on the table, and shouted to the door, "Who is it?"

A moment later, the curtain was opened, and a petite figure walked in.

Zheng Qiu's nervous mood relaxed slightly, and the person who came he knew was Kanchi.

He stared at the other party and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?" Don't you know that the eared cat and the horse pone were both killed by your wind wolf gladiatorial group!"

Kanchi paused, lowered his head, and his voice was soft and trembling: "I—I'm no longer a member of the gladiatorial group, I ......"

Zheng Qiu interrupted her: "Hmph, what's the use of quitting the gladiatorial group, they won't come back! You go out, I don't want to see you!"

"Don't, Zheng Qiu, I'll just say one thing. Kan Chi raised his head and waved his hand in a panic, "I'll leave after speaking, you have a high cultivation, there must be a way." ”

Kanchi's eyes were red and swollen, and he had obviously cried for a long time.

Zheng Qiu was a little soft-hearted, and relaxed his tone slightly: "Then you can say it quickly, and leave after speaking." ”

Kanchi lowered his head again and said with a slight whimper: "The one who killed Ma Peng and ...... The masked man of the Eared Cat came to the gladiatorial group the day before the game, and he came in the middle of the night.

I didn't sleep well that day, and when I went to the kitchen to get water at night, I happened to peek at the man and there was an exemplar next to him.

It seems to be the Commander, who sent him to the gladiatorial group to participate in the competition.

When the match was over, the masked man disappeared and no one saw him again. ”

Zheng Qiu anxiously asked, "Have you seen him?"

"I didn't see it, he never took off his face towel before the game, and he didn't talk to others, so who knew he was ...... He ......"

Kanchi couldn't go on, covered his face with his hands, slammed the curtain at the door and ran out.

"Kanchi! Hey, is that all? Kanchi. ”

Zheng Qiu was stunned for a while, and then reacted and chased after the house, but Kanchi had already run away, and he didn't know which alley to go around.

He had no choice but to turn back to the stone house, take out the eggs hidden under the bed, and sit cross-legged on the bed to think carefully.

The news brought by Kanchi is crucial, the masked man is not the original gladiator of the Tempest Wolf Gladiatorial Band, but was temporarily added by a deacon before the game.

Kanchi also mentioned that the masked man joined the Storm Wolves in the middle of the night, and she happened to see it, which means that this is an extremely secret thing.

What if the Executor ordered it?

He couldn't guess if this was the Executor's own intentions or the Commissioner's commission when he earned pocket money.

But in any case, the Governor is the Lord's subordinate, and the only way to conflict with them is to challenge the Commander and steal the title of Commander.

Zheng Qiu is self-aware, and if he wants to challenge the executor, his current skills are far from enough.

He felt helpless, couldn't he find the real murderer?

Thinking about it, suddenly, a picture appeared in his mind.

It was before participating in the competition, and there were passers-by on the road who were talking about the courage stone gladiatorial troupe being kicked out of the gladiatorial competition because of their impersonation.

Zheng Qiu's eyes lit up, that's right, before entering the battlefield, someone had checked the identities of the members of the various gladiatorial groups, that is, the identity of the masked man had already been submitted to the gladiatorial competition.

Here's the clue!

As long as you can see the list of gladiators who participated in the competition, you can know the true identity of the masked man.

Mr. Jiang Yin's chubby figure appeared in his mind, and Zheng Qiu decided to ask him for the list.

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