The one-meter-long shelf was held in his hand, like a hornet's nest on a tree, knocking on the roof of the ashram.

Tang Ning felt very awkward, and his current behavior was a bit stupid.

My aunt shouldn't be so mentally retarded when hiding things, so she dug a hole in the ceiling.

When I was a child, I was naïve, and I said whatever I thought in my heart.

But my aunt and mother-in-law are adults, how can she make a hole in the good ceiling to hide things?

Besides, although the ceiling in front of me was a little damp and mildew, it was flat, and I didn't see anything abnormal.

At that time, the roof of the shed here was still painted by myself, and my aunt knocked on the head and said that the work was not meticulous and frizzy.

He threw the rack away, and sat on the futon in the center of the ground, ignoring the layer of ash that fell on it.

Alas, what the hell are you doing?

At this time, the mobile phone in the pocket buzzed and vibrate. I took it out and saw that it was the senior squad leader Xu calling, and I answered it casually, and the senior squad leader asked him where he was on the phone. Tang Ning said casually, "Treasure hunting." Then he hung up the phone.

The squad leader Xu on the other end of the phone was stunned by his words, and didn't understand what he meant.

turned around and returned to the private room, someone asked her, why did Tang Ning go, Xu Da's squad leader told the truth, and the friends were also stunned. Treasure hunting? What does shrimp mean?

I thought about everything I needed to think of, and I did everything I could. I couldn't find anything anywhere.

Tang Ning began to complain about his aunt and mother-in-law in his heart.

You say that you hide it, hide it, and when people pass the word, just tell me where it is, why are you so troublesome now.

Alas, sighing again, sat on the futon, and sat for a long time without speaking. Gradually, he sensed that something didn't seem right. It's warm underneath the buttocks, and it feels like you're sitting in a hot pit. Hurriedly raised his butt and turned around on the futon, it felt right, it was indeed warm!

The Spirit Gathering Array under the Quiet Room had long since lost its effectiveness, and the room had not been heated by a fire for a long time, and the temperature was almost the same as outside, very cold. Otherwise, the mountain spirits and the wooden guests would not have been frozen like dead people when their spiritual power was exhausted.

Walls, doors, windows, stoves, furniture, almost everything in the room is cold to the touch, even frosty.

But how can a futon be warm?

There is only one explanation. This futon has been treated with special blessings!

You can't feel it with your eyes, you can't feel it under the probing of spiritual power, you can only feel it with physical contact.

At this moment, Tang Ning could basically conclude. It's in the futon!

The futon is more than ten centimeters thick, as big as a pot lid, and if the contents of the mezzanine are not too big, the volume is enough.

The futon is made of rattan weaving, dark brown in color, and the front is polished after sitting on it for a long time. The color on the back is as good as new. At first glance, there are no traces of articulation on the front and back. Tang Ning touched it carefully with his fingers, and he didn't let go of the slightest convex mark one by one.

Finally, he discovered something different!

The stubble is on the side, and because it is woven in the same way, it is difficult to find it unless you look closely with a little touch of your fingers.

Downing picked out a finger-wide rattan at the joint, followed by the second and third

When he dismantled the entire futon in half, Downing discovered what was hidden inside.

A very old sheepskin bag, bound with something like white silk thread, emitting a faint shimmer.

Taking out the sheepskin bag and holding it in his hand, Tang Ning realized that the blessing was not acting on the futon, but the sheepskin bag that seemed to be wrapped in a book.

The white silk thread is not an ordinary thread, but a silk made entirely of nephrite.

Jade, brittle, sexual, neutral. Can withstand energy of any attribute. Whether it is a magic circle or an enchantment, pure jade is the most commonly used and versatile medium.

Nephrite can only be achieved by mastering spiritual power to an outrageously unimaginable height. And to use nephrite drawn silk threads, there is only one kind of magic circle in the plum blossom sanshou gate, that is, the turtle untangled silk.

The biggest function of this kind of magic circle is that it can keep items from rotting or destructive, and if you put them in one place, they can be kept intact for a hundred years, even if they are immersed in water. It's similar to the Yin Evil Bead that Tang Ning found in the ancient tomb.

It is often used to preserve precious items. It's a technique that compares chicken ribs.

Holding the sheepskin bag, Tang Ning felt that the contents of the bag must be very important, otherwise, the aunt would not bother to use the tortoise unwinding silk to preserve it.

When this kind of magic circle is laid, it must be drawn and arranged at the same time, because the time for the silk extracted by the warm jade to cool and solidify is extremely short, and the jade silk cannot be broken during the period, otherwise, the previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, it is very difficult to successfully set up a magic circle like a turtle to unwrap the silk.

It's hard to set up, but it's much easier to crack.

But this ease is only for the children inside the Plum Blossom Sanshou Gate, knowing the details of the principle of the turtle unwinding the silk can break the dozens of silk that seems to be only one from beginning to end and is tightly wound.

If an outsider wants to crack it with brute force, the threads will burst open, and the entangled object will be destroyed at the same time.

Don't look at a small sheepskin bag, once Tang Ning didn't know how to force it open, the force of the explosion was enough to raze the room to the ground.

Tang Ning stretched out a finger and lightly tapped it where several jade wires overlapped, and there was a slight sound on the ground. The jade silk wrapped around the sheepskin bag suddenly retracted to the place where Tang Ning had stopped, turned into a small ball in the blink of an eye, and then silently turned into a pile of powder.

Without the blessing and maintenance of the turtle unwinding silk, the sheepskin bag quickly became cold.

Tang Ning was extremely curious about what was inside, and opened it slowly and carefully.

He froze.

A very ordinary black notebook and a dozen bamboo slips rolled together.

The notebook was very thick, and the average notebook was much thicker, but he didn't look through it, but opened the bamboo slip first.

There are old objects, yellowish in color, the head and tail are barely polished, but the handwriting on them is very clear.

Seal characters, it won't be an object of the Qin Dynasty, right?

Tang Ning didn't read the content carefully, but cared about its origin and year, and the first reaction in his mind was how much this thing would be worth if it was taken out!

Heh, I laughed, since the batch of things that were poured out of the ancient tomb, I seem to have lost my money.

But when he carefully recognized the handwriting on the bamboo slips and translated the contents into the vernacular, his face slowly began to change.

This is a score of exercises. And it's a fragment, missing the upper half, so it's a bit difficult to understand, and it's not very easy to get through, but just with these in hand, it has already shaken Tang Ning's heart to the sky.

What is contained above is not a method of combat skills, but a method of internal cultivation, cultivating the soul, cultivating the body, repairing muscles, bones, skin and flesh, repairing the internal organs, and even enhancing the oxygen content of the human blood.

To put it bluntly, this is a kind of anti-heaven heart method, which is even more magical than the complete version of the Heavenly Master Dao. It is impossible for a person to create a zào, but it should be given by God.

Once this mental method is successfully cultivated, it is not the cultivation itself that evolves, but the level of life.

To put it simply, it is an artificial increase in longevity!

This violates the laws of the evolution of life. And it also violates the ethical conventions of birth, old age, sickness and death!

At this moment, Tang Ning was not excited, but afraid!

That's right, it's just scared!

The face is abnormal, and the head is dripping with cold sweat!

The cause of the tomb incident was an attempt to obtain the method of immortality.

How similar is this thing in my hand now to back then?

This thing is not a treasure, it is completely a time/bomb that invites disaster!

Tang Ning felt very hot in his hand, but his heart was cold.

Auntie, you really have something amazing to hide!

After putting down the bamboo slips, it took a long time for the love to gradually recover.

I picked up the black notebook, and just opened it, and a photo fell out of it.

This is an old photograph from many years ago of a young couple each holding a one- or two-year-old child sitting on two white chairs. There is a large parasol in the back, and the backdrop/view is a blue sea.

Looking at the person in the photo, Tang Ning's heart trembled violently. I couldn't help but get nervous.

He was sure that he had never seen the person in the photograph because he had no impression in his mind.

But where does that familiar feeling come from?

The young father smiled mildly and was very handsome. The wife is also very beautiful, especially the pair of eyebrows, which are curved and have that beautiful smile, which gives people a very sweet feeling. And the child in his wife's arms also has crooked eyebrows, which is very cute.

Tang Ning saw the child's pair of curved eyebrows, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his own pair of curved eyebrows.

A guess sprung up in his heart, but it scared him!

Unprecedented fear instantly swept through his body.

His lips were pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

This kid won't be

The ghost turned over the photo when he saw the chic and timeless handwriting behind the photo.

Head bang! Roaring and galloping blood rushes up! Eyes wide! It was as if I was stunned by lightning at that time!

His lips bit out blood, and his eyes were fixed on the line of handwriting!

"Tang Jingtian, Ning Xi and his wife with their son Tang Ning and their daughter Tang Xiuer were photographed in the Mondale Islands in 1982."

This line of handwriting turned into thunder and bombarded Tangning over and over again.

Bombarded his spirit.

Bombarded his soul.

Bombarded his body.

Bombarded him all.

Bombard all that he is sentient in!

The hand holding the photo was shaking, and the lips were trembling. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

This is my mom and dad, I haven't met, I've thought about it many times in my dreams, but I've always been a blurry mom and dad who can't see clearly!

No wonder the moment I saw the photo, I felt a sense of familiarity.

No wonder my heart trembled the moment I saw the photo.

It turns out that this is the traction of blood and family affection in the dark.

Who is that little girl? By the way, her name is Tang Xiu'er. Is it your sister or sister?

Tang Ning didn't know, he was now anxious to know this qiē.

Wiping tears from his face, he eagerly flipped through his notebook.

He had a hunch that a qiē was recorded in it.