Late at night, there was a sound ......of sharpening knives in the room. Please search ()!

Yin Xin, who returned to his place of residence with the fastest updated novel, did not waste the slightest time, and immediately pulled out the set of toolboxes from under the bed and began to organize and polish them.

Looking at Yin Xin, who was working hard to sharpen his knife, Xuewei yawned boredly and said, "Yin Xin, you are sharpening your knife in battle." It's useless, your knife is very sharp, and your skills are also very sufficient, but life and death are fate, success or failure is in the sky, whether you can succeed or not, and whether you can bless you this time......"

Yin Xin sharpened the kitchen knife without raising his head, and said coldly: "I have never believed in God very much, or, give me the fragment of the God of Food, isn't it recorded with three supreme delicacies?" ”

Hearing this, Xue Wei was slightly stunned, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Although the delicious food on the fragments of the God of Food is recorded in detail, however, you don't have the ability to control them now, I'm afraid you will be self-defeating, and your cleverness will be mistaken by your cleverness......"

"Xuewei, you still can't believe me. With my comprehension ability, as long as I am given a recipe, plus you order one or two, it is not difficult to make it, right? ”

Yin Xin put down the kitchen knife and said to Xuewei.

"Hehe, it's a pity that the God of Food fragment is only heard of, and I haven't practiced it, so I can't call you either. Second, even if you want to fragment, but you. What are you doing on the god fragment now......"

Xue Wei said coldly.

Om Yin opened the sheepskin scroll suspiciously.

I saw that the yellowed sheepskin scrolls were crisscrossed with dense words, but not a word.

Yin Xin stood horizontally in the sky, and finally put down the sheepskin scroll: "What the hell is this?" Sanskrit? Ancient Indian? Western Xia Wen? Yes! Xuewei, didn't you say that this was left by the ancestors of your Duan family? They are supposed to be Han Chinese, why should they write fragments in exotic scripts? Isn't this taking off your pants and farting? ”

"How do I know what they think. I can only sue you, this is not a text, this is called the Book of Heaven, only they can do it. ”

Xue Wei rolled her eyes and said.

"Then I want this fragment to be used for kidneys? Isn't it a piece of waste paper for me? It's too hard to wipe your ass! ”

Yin Xin said angrily.

"The usual reading method is naturally impossible to read the Book of Heaven, but it is said that you can read the Book of Heaven by using a special method, as for what the method is, I used to remember, but now that I have been reincarnated so many times, I have forgotten, I'm really sorry."

Xue Wei wagged her tail and said casually.

"Daddy!"

Yin Xin helplessly threw the fragment onto the radiator.

Seeing this, Xue Wei immediately scolded: "This is a holy thing, what are you doing!" Take it down! ”

As she spoke, Xue Wei jumped on the radiator and prepared to take the fragments down.

At this time, the smell of snow suddenly froze, because it seemed to be baked by the radiator, and the words on the fragments seemed to be wandering...... Xue Wei shook her head and continued to observe carefully.

Sure enough, the Heavenly Book text on the fragment seemed to come to life, trembling constantly.

The smell of snow knocked the fragments off, and the fragments that fell to the ground immediately returned to their original state and turned into dead characters...... After thinking for a while, Xue Wei suddenly realized: "I see...... I see! I remembered it all, I remembered it all! ”

"What do you remember?"

Yin Xin raised her eyebrows.

"Less nonsense, make a brazier, I know what to do!"

Xue Wei said nervously.

"Eldest sister, this is not a rural area, where can I get a brazier?"

Yin Xin said helplessly.

"Then use a stainless steel washbasin! Why don't you know how to be flexible! ”

Xue Wei scolded helplessly.

Yin Xin rolled his eyes and took out a stainless steel basin: "Then we don't have a charcoal fire to make a brazier." ”

"Aren't there books in the room? Burn books, light braziers! ”

Snow Flavor commanded.

Under Xuewei's command, Yin Xin brought a pile of books and threw them into the basin, and then lit them with a lighter.

The flames rose instantly.

Looking at the blazing brazier, Xue Wei commanded, "Move this fragment to the flame and bake it!" ”

"Huh? Won't that burn up? ”

Yin Xin frowned.

"What are you afraid of, burn it!"

Snow urged him.

At the urging of the smell of snow, Yin Xin carefully moved the fragment of sheepskin above the flames.

Under the scorching heat, a miracle occurred, and the words on the fragments of the sheepskin began to move slowly, and finally gradually changed from the originally tight Tianshu characters to a bunch of radicals, and began to reassemble again...... "What is this?" ”

Looking at the words that the sheepskin scroll began to move on its own, Yin Xin asked in surprise.

"I see...... It's not sheepskin...... I see, it's called the Tree of Resurrection. Legend has it that there is a kind of tree in ancient Tianzhu, which can be automatically cut by a knife and axe, which is very magical, but it is only afraid of fire. As soon as the flame burns, any previous scars will be revealed, and the flames will remove and the scars will heal automatically. I'm afraid that this fragment is a special paper made of the epidermis of the heart of the resurrection tree, which is usually concealed with the Book of Heaven as a disguise, and as soon as it gets close to the flames, the characteristics of the resurrection tree will be exposed, revealing the traces of its original engraving, exquisite, the means of the ancestors, it is really exquisite! ”

Snow sighed.

When Xue Wei sighed, the flame in the brazier was about to be extinguished, and Xue Wei hurriedly shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze, quickly tear the curtain and burn it!" ”

Yin Xin couldn't care about questioning, and quickly tore off the curtain and threw it into the brazier.

The flames jumped up instantly, and the smoke billowed in the room, choking Yin Xin and Xuewei coughing, but Yin Xin still insisted on putting the fragments on the flames, and finally, all the words were clearly revealed: "Xuanwu soup, take a fresh black-backed basalt, wash and dissect it, rinse it repeatedly and keep it, with 100-year-old Poria cocos, 50-year-old Polygonum multiflori, and three Nanshan fire ginseng plants......"

Dumbfounded, looking at the words revealed on the fragments, Yin Xin suddenly shouted, "Feng Jun! Feng Jun! Wake up Lao Tzu! Get me out at the speed of light, hurry! ”

Five minutes later, Feng Juncai opened the door with a reluctant face: "Brother Xin, what are you yelling at in the middle of the night, there is a game tomorrow, I am getting ready to rest......"

Before the words fell, Feng Jun was choked with tears by the smoke in the house, and exclaimed: "Brother Xin! What are you burning? Your old man isn't dead yet! ”

"Less nonsense! Quickly take a pen and paper and make a list, I have a bank card with a deposit of 1 million here, you take it and set off immediately! Tonight, you will go to Jinling's largest rare ingredients market to get all these things for me, and if you can't get them back, buy a small truck now, and be sure to get all the ingredients together before ten o'clock tomorrow morning! ”

Yin Xin said anxiously...... (To be continued.)

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