At 12 o'clock in the evening, Lu Yitian was still teaching Huang Xiaohua to try to identify "points", "strokes" and "time intervals". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Huang Xiaohua was born with a low understanding of these aspects, and Lu Yitian taught it over and over again for several hours before she reluctantly received some of the simplest signals.

"Huahua, I really convinced you, simple things are complicated." Liu Yuelang yawned and blamed wearily.

"Don't, classmate Liu Yuelang, people are a little sluggish, but are they studying hard?" Huang Xiaohua anxiously explained to herself.

"Lean, you can read a poem casually, Yuelang, you hold the codebook, listen to my power construction, and see if I am right." Huang Xiaohua had just started on the road and seemed very interested, pestering Lu Yitian and Liu Yuelang without a little sleepiness.

"Alright! Once verified, we'll go to sleep. Liu Yuelang said, covering her mouth with her hand and yawning again.

In addition to the severe cold, there is loneliness outside the window.

Lu Yi listened to the cold wind swaying the dead trees outside, and thought of Zeng Yuanjun again.

I don't know how he's training.

"Tilt, you read." Huang Xiaohua was already preparing, and when she saw that Lu Yitian had no sound, she had to raise her head and urge.

A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, a trip to the side of the pass, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night.

The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden.

As soon as Lu opened her mouth to read, as soon as her words fell, Huang Xiaohua was desperately scrambling.

Liu Yuelang corresponded to the frequency of each word on the side.

One reads, one corresponds, and the other is busy tapping........

By the time Huang Xiaohua finished practicing, it was already past 2 o'clock in the morning.

"I can finally sleep this time." Liu Yuelang kept yawning, pulled Huang Xiaohua and Lu Yitian and walked out.

It was cold outside, the wind was strong, and the courtyard was already very deserted, but now it is even more warm in the middle of the night. Huang Xiaohua shrank up by the cold wind, and hurriedly pulled Lu Yitian and Liu Yuelang to the front and back to block her chill, and the three of them walked quickly to the residence together.

....

In the room, Huang Xiaohua hugged Lu Yitian and Liu Yuelang and jumped and laughed.

"Huahua, you are better than us, not only did you pretend to have no flaws, but you also deceived them and stunned." Liu Yuelang stretched out a thumbs up to Huang Xiaohua.

Before they entered this secret training compound for the second time, they had received a letter from the organization, asking them to cooperate with all of Dai's training and learn for their own use, and now Dai wants to teach them communication technology, which is really good, and the Patriotic League is distressed by the lack of this area.

Charcoal in the snow!

Charcoal in the snow!

Dai wants to use communication technology to reveal their identities. Find Wang Yaqiao's stronghold.

Everyone has their own calculations.

Both sides want to take advantage of the other.

Who's better at it?

A week passed, and the telegram codes that Day received were all poems and couplets, none of which were the identity codes he wanted.

Fidgety very.

Time passed, and their identification codes were still not found.

If you can't find the identity code, you can't find the clues of the king.

If you can't find the king's dwelling, you can't complete your mission.

Dai was anxious and restless.

I taught them communication technology and learned nothing.

The bamboo basket is empty.

lost his wife and broke his soldiers.

Of course, Dai would not be reconciled, he secretly ordered Purple Rose to keep a close watch on them every day.

Finally, a confidential bugging device was set up in front of everyone's radio station to see what they were talking about.

I heard the same content every day: Huang Xiaohua was training to send telegrams, Lu Yitian was reciting poems, and Liu Yuelang was checking the telegram code.

"Dai, let's go on like this, okay?" Purple Rose was worried that it would take too long, and the king would know that if they entered the Gui family, they would sneak into other provinces, and it would be even more difficult to find news of him at that time.

"This, don't you worry, isn't Huang Chenglin's daughter in our hands? He dares to leak the news that we have come to the Gui family, and he will wait to collect his daughter's body! Dai was not as peaceful as he had been a few days ago, and his face was gloomy and murderous.

He knew that the longer it was, the worse it would be for them. He also didn't know how long the news of his entry into the Gui family would be kept secret.

He knew that he had to find out the details of the king's location before the dolls came home, otherwise he would be in vain, and no matter how secret training he had, there was a time limit, and he couldn't always trap them in this courtyard.

The Gui family is not Jiang's territory, and he can't arbitrarily torture and kill people within the scope of the Gui family.

Only outwitted.

At the same time, he thinks that if they are members of the Patriotic League, they will definitely have to contact the outside world, and now as long as they are firmly closed, they will be eager to contact the outside world, and they will use the radio station they have learned to contact the outside world.

So, Dai simply sealed the entire courtyard completely, eliminating all factors of contact with the outside world, and even the food was personally accepted by Purple Rose before it could be sent to Lu Yitian and them.

Outsmart!

Outsmart!

He's going to outwit it!

The problem is, another week has passed, and there has been no movement at all.

On the first day, Nanjing sent a message to them to intercept their courtyard: a poem "Like a Dream Order"

The yellow leaves and moss are on the way back, where is the fragrance of the powder.

The news is so gloomy that tonight is a little lovesick.

Autumn rain, autumn rain, half blown away by the wind.

Dai held the information given to him by Purple Rose and couldn't laugh or cry.

The next day, Nanjing intercepted them and sent a message from this courtyard was still a poem "Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc"

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc.

If you ask how long it is lovesick, unless you meet.

Sauvignon Blanc, Sauvignon Blanc.

If you want to say who the lovesickness looks like, the shallow lover doesn't know.

On the third day, Nanjing intercepted them and sent a message from their courtyard was still a poem "Poppy Beauty, Listen to the Rain"

The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, and the red candles were dim. In the prime of life, listening to the rain in the passenger boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the geese are calling the west wind. Now listening to the rain monks, the temples have stars! The joys and sorrows are always ruthless, and the pre-step drips until dawn.

When Purple Rose finished reading to Dai, Dai was silent. These are clearly the poetry books that the little girls often read, and they just use them to practice the telegraph code.

There are no anomalies.

Could it be that they don't have an identity code at all?

Could it be that King Fei didn't enter the Gui family at all?

Is there an error in the message above?

How can I find someone when I am not there?

"Is it that our route is wrong, or that people are not in the Gui Department at all." Purple Rose tossed for so many days, and felt that she had wasted a lot of energy, and she couldn't help but be suspicious.