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"What poems have they practiced today?" Dai casually asked Purple Rose, and asked without much hope.

Looking at those poems and couplets every day, his scalp was numb.

The life of teaching Mr. Shi is not for people like him.

"What they are practicing today is: the floor is warm and there is no autumn color, and the river is sunny and there is twilight. The empty cicadas are still clinging to the guests.

The village dogs protect each other, and the saping monk returns alone. I want to look northwest, and I see partridges flying.

Purple Rose finished reading it to Dai, and was about to fold the paper in her hand under the pile of intercepted poems before.

"Wait.... Dai asked Purple Rose to bring him the poem she had just read.

There is no autumn color in the floor heating, and there is twilight in the river. The empty cicadas are still clinging to the guests.

The village dogs protect each other, and the saping monk returns alone. I want to look northwest, and I see partridges flying.

Day recited the poem over and over again, pacing it with his hands behind his back.

I saw him muttering to himself, and suddenly he slammed the table and said, "Hurry up, bring me all the poems that I have intercepted before."

It turns out that this is the problem.

He finally found the clue.

In Dai's excited shouts, Purple Rose hurriedly brought all the previous poems to Dai.

"You see, these are all poems that they are connected to, and I was almost fooled by them." Dai held the stack of poems, excited and excited.

"I can't see anything!" Purple Rose looked at Dai in front of her excitedly in bewilderment.

"Look at it! Look at it!" Day handed the first poem to Purple Rose.

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.

This poem was the first signal they sent out that night. They are trying to get in touch with the outside world, but they don't dare to use the telegram code we give them, so they have to use poetry to find someone to contact them.

"You mean they've already been in contact with Beiping?" Purple Rose's face became solemn.

"Yes, look at the last sentence: there is no sound in the old garden. Hometown, in the poem, refers to Beiping.

"If you look at it again, it may be that the news they sent that night, Peking did not receive it, or understood it, and the next day, they sent another 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 handed the second poem to Purple Rose.

The news was gloomy, which meant that the signal they sent out, Beiping did not connect, and did not give back any information to them. Is that what it means? Under the guidance of Purple Rose, you can gradually understand the other meaning of these poems.

"Yes, let's look at the third 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.

You see this poem obviously says that their people want to meet the people they want to meet, and they use poetry to transmit information, which is indeed much better than other intelligence agents, but no matter how clever they are, they can't escape my eyes. Dai explained to Purple Rose with a smug face.

"How do you read it, they are related to poetry for the purpose of transmitting information? I can't see it! Purple Rose looked at Dai with admiration.

"You, you know how to fly walls, swords and swords, and if you don't usually learn some paperwork, you will definitely not be able to shake these dolls." Dai poked a handful of purple roses on the forehead, and said happily, "I didn't see anything abnormal in the previous poems, but I felt a significant difference in the last poem, and then I connected all the poems to see it, and sure enough, the first poem was related." ”

"Look, "Poppy Listening 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.

This poem clearly shows that their people have seen Wang, and describes Wang as like a lonely goose flying alone with a mournful cry in the west wind of the water and sky, and secretly tells the people of Beiping that Wang is very depressed in another country.

After Dai finished speaking, he picked up the last one and asked Purple Rose, "Look at the poem they sent out today, can you see anything abnormal?" ”

Purple Rose picked up the poem: The ground is warm and there is no autumn color, and the river is sunny and there is twilight. The empty cicadas are still clinging to the guests.

The village dogs protect each other, and the saping monk returns alone. I want to look northwest, and I see partridges flying.

Purple Rose looked at it twice and shook her head.

It seems to be so elegant, it seems to be so profound.

The dolls are playing with her poetry and whispering, and it seems that she has to go back to school.

"It's normal that you can't see it, because the meaning they are trying to express in this poem is not in the poem." Dai was also excited.

"Not in the poem?" Purple Rose is even more confused, where is it not in the poem?

Purple Rose was confused and confused by Dai's words.

Dai looked at Purple Rose's confused and confused face, a little smug, and continued:

"If you don't know the poems, you will never understand, they transmitted the information today in the name of the word plate of this poem, the floor is warm and there is no autumn color, and the river is sunny and there is twilight. The empty cicadas are still clinging to the guests.

The village dogs protect each other, and the saping monk returns alone. I want to look northwest, and I see partridges flying. The name of the word plate of this poem is "Guilin Road Zhongzuo" If you look at the name of the word plate, you will understand that they are telling Beiping that Wang has passed through Guilin, or is in Guilin. ”

"It makes sense, but the problem is that even if Wang passes by Guilin, or has been hidden in Guilin, we still don't have his detailed address, and we still can't find him." Purple Rose heard Dai's explanation and asked rhetorically.

"This is just the first step, we are now sure that Wang must be in the Gui family, and he has a close connection with these dolls, and the rest of the work will be simple." The corners of Dai's mouth curled into a sinister smile.

Little doll, you are one foot taller, and I wear a certain demon one foot taller.

For a few days after the connection, Dai had been paying close attention to the poems sent out by this courtyard, but to his disappointment, in the following days, it was not as good as he imagined, the poems were gone, and the dolls practiced the numbers of the telegram code they had given.

Dai's work has hit another dead end.

Naturally, the pleasant face is gone.

can't even find out a simple identity code, does he dare to go back to Nanjing to see his peers?

Be sure to find out.