The Bible is very ordinary, transliterated in the original version. What really surprised Suning was the opening page, some of the "m" characters were enlarged and bolded with a fountain pen, if all the bolded "m" characters were connected with lines......

A flash of inspiration flashed in Suning's mind, and he instantly thought of this possible surname.

However, he didn't know flowers, he didn't have a good grasp of compositional lines, and he didn't have a pen or paper on hand, so he couldn't be sure if it was the real map that everyone racked their brains to find.

It doesn't matter that much, try it first.

Suning sprinted, propped up his hands, got into the hole when he entered, and walked back along the road he had just walked, he needed a professional to do the job.

He climbed out again, and everyone looked at him expectantly. Suning stood up, didn't care about patting off the dust on his body, and asked Qin Xiaoru directly:

"Can you frame what you see?"

Qin Xiaoru nodded, no longer shy, for professional painting, no one present was more confident than her.

"No problem, as long as I can see clearly."

See? What do you mean, Suning was stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned over with doubt.

Qin Xiaoru was a little embarrassed, and after being entangled for a while, she still said it.

"I have mild myopia, although it is less than 50°. But it will be a little blurry to see in the distance, so ......"

Suning nodded in understanding, but he was worried in his heart, the map was in the bible of the coffin, nearly 20 meters away from the other side, and the indoor light was dim, not to mention the 50-degree myopia, even if it was an ordinary 1.0 naked vision, I was afraid that it would be difficult to see clearly, and it would be difficult to do it now.

Suning's distress didn't last long, and Sweet Potato, who had not moved, suddenly stood up, glanced at Suning with some dissatisfaction, and said with a slight resentment in his tone:

"Anyway, I'm also a genius in painting, can you not ignore me so much?"

Belch...... Suning's brain had a momentary short circuit, indeed, Sweet Potato is indeed a painting genius in No. 2 Middle School, how could he forget him?

No! Suning immediately denied his opinion, obviously because the presence of sweet potatoes was too low, and in addition to being a burden, it could not attract his attention.

Of course, the words can't be said so directly, so as not to touch the glassy fragile heart of the hot-blooded boy.

Suning spread out his hand, with apologies on his face, and said sincerely:

"Sorry for my mistake."

On the side, Chen Jing frowned and didn't say anything.

And Sweet Potato, who is the party concerned, obviously doesn't have so many scheming, happily accepts the apology, touches his curly hair, looks a little smug, and says:

"I can also draw, and I have good eyesight, nakedness 2.0."

After speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Qin Xiaoru provocatively.

This performance fell in Suning's eyes, as disgusting as eating a fly, and he couldn't wait to kick him into the underground river to feed the mermaid.

As soon as the thought came to mind, Suning was startled, what was wrong with him? Sweet potato just said a word and made an expression, how could he suddenly be so disgusted with him. Something was wrong with the situation, and Suning couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows.

Seeing Suning standing aside and pinching his eyebrows and not speaking, Sweet Potato was a little impatient, and couldn't help urging:

"What the hell do you want me to do? Don't waste time, it's time to escape! ”

Suning came back to his senses, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and motioned for Sweet Potato to pick up the paintbrush and drawing plate and follow him into the hole.

For Suning, the spacious passage is a little narrow and crowded for sweet potatoes. He tried to hold his stomach so that it didn't protrude and hit the stone wall, otherwise he wouldn't be able to move forward.

Suning crawled quickly in front, and sweet potatoes struggled to move behind.

Right! You read that right, it's just moving, inch by inch, not much faster than a tortoise. Even so, sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, his face was flushed, and he kept asking:

"It's not there yet, how far is it?"

Suning answered a few times at first, but then he didn't bother to pay attention at all, this guy obviously didn't want to hear the result, but purely diverted attention.

Finally, the sweet potato moved to the mouth of the treasure field with difficulty, and before he could catch his breath, Suning reached out and pulled it violently, directly pulling the sweet potato out of the passage and falling to the ground hard.

"It's time for you to lose weight." Suning frowned and wiped his right hand, which was covered with greasy sweat, against the stone wall.

Sweet potato seemed to be frightened by Suning's violent behavior, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, and then howled bitterly:

"Ouch! Hey, my dear mother! My ass is off! Ouch, my stomach is broken! You won't tap it! You violent, perverted ......"

The rest of the words were not finished, it was not that the sweet potato conscience found out, or that he was coerced by Suning or something, but that he saw what he had been pursuing in his life!

Money! Gold! So much gold! Jewelry! Big, round jewels, night pearls, sparkling pearls, a whole big box!

It's not a dream!

Syllable! With a bang, the sweet potato slapped himself hard, and then rubbed his eyes, the gold jewelry is still there, not a dream!

It is true treasure, treasure, gold, money, you have finally waited for your master, and I have come from thousands of miles and long journeys to meet you......

As if he had lost his mind, the sweet potato mechanically walked towards the treasure chest, completely ignoring the fact that there was an incomparably wide dark river not far ahead.

He was fantasizing about a sweet dream, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his hands were straight forward, as if trying to grasp something.

Suning didn't expect that Sweet Potato would be a wealth fan to this point, seeing that he was about to touch the dark river, he didn't have time to think about it at the moment, he rushed over with an arrow step, stretched out his hand to drag him back, and then slapped him with a big mouth!

Syllable!

This sound was much louder than the one just now, and it made the sweet potato circle four times before sitting down.

Just now, he was still immersed in the gentle township, and watched the goddess who was thinking about it offer him a fragrant kiss, and he didn't kiss it coldly, but he ushered in a big mouth, and the roots of his ears were swollen, and the five bright red fingerprints were extremely conspicuous in the dim light.

"What are you doing?"

Sweet potato's eyes were red, and he stared at Suning with surprising anger.

"What for?" Suning sneered and pointed to the dark river channel in front of him: "If you want to commit suicide, I will never save you a second time." ”

Sweet potato was stunned, and looked in the direction pointed by Suning, it was just a dark river, calm and calm, there was no danger, and usually, the dark river on the surface was not very deep, and he could swim, so it was too much to say that he was suicidal.

Could it be his conspiracy?

Sweet potato looked at Suning suspiciously, Suning didn't bother to explain, and motioned for him to get something himself and throw it down.

Then, Sweet Potato took out a box of biscuits and walked over, and in the next second, the overwhelming piranha appeared again, with that ferocious momentum, tearing the world apart.

Sweet potato ran back with a pale face, her legs and feet trembling, and she was a little unsteady on her feet.

Suning patted him on the shoulder, and then stabilized.

"What are we going to do?" Sweet potato calmed down and asked.

Suning led him to the shore, pointed to the Bible by the coffin, and said:

"In that open Bible, there are some enlarged and bold 'm' characters, can you see them clearly?"

Sweet potato looked at it intently and nodded solemnly.

"You just copy out where those 'm' characters are and connect them with lines." Suning commanded.

Sweet potato immediately took out the drawing board and drawing paper from his backpack and began to copy.

It's just that no one noticed, and the greed in his eyes flashed away.

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ps: It's a big tragedy, halfway through the code in the morning, the power went out, and all the manuscripts were lost. Okay, no way, this is providence, so I came to KFC with a notebook, you say code words, code words, and was watched by a group of children, onlookers watched, Zang Feng also recognized, but seven or eight years old Xiao Zhengtai, actually called me uncle, Nima, am I so old. All kinds of mulberry hearts, seeking comfort......

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