Shangguan Wen laughed and quipped: "I can see this, if you were destined to have someone, you would have opened the medicine jar a long time ago." ”

"......" Wang Zi was a little helpless, he couldn't imagine that Shangguan Wen still had the potential to be such a sarcastic person.

"However, even if the jar is really opened by you, it won't be of much use." Shangguan Wen looked at Wang Zi and smiled, "Unless you have already obtained those two sheepskins, but we don't know what those two sheepskins look like, and we don't know where those two sheepskins are now, so that medicine jar is simply a chicken rib." ”

"Grandpa is right, I'm just curious about what's in that medicine jar." Wang Zi said with a smile.

After accompanying Shangguan Wen to fight for two more sets, Wang Zi left Shangguan Wen's office, but at the moment when he gently closed the door of the office, it was as if a light suddenly shot into his head, and his expression was already slightly sluggish.

He suddenly thought that according to Shangguanwen, when Chen Qian gave the medicine jar back then, he said that someone who was destined could naturally open the medicine jar...... Destined for people...... The mantra can't be the word "destined person", right? Otherwise, why does Chen Jun want to emphasize it in particular?

Try?

At that moment, Wang Ziqiang held back the excitement in his heart, and he didn't care about the next two classes, let alone ignore the fact that it was the time for the teacher to draw the key points, but came to the Ford Focus where he stopped, got in, and then quickly started the car, and galloped towards the small villa where he lived.

After returning to the villa, Wang Zi went straight to the monitoring room at the bottom of the top floor of the villa, exhaled deeply, and then opened the bottom drawer, and took out the two sheepskins that he had inadvertently obtained and the medicine jar that Shangguan Wen gave him.

He could clearly "see" that there was a lock, a lock that looked like it was made of gold and passed through the mouth of a medicine jar!

At that moment, Wang Zi exhaled softly, and then looked at Tiansuo and said, "Actually, I am destined to ......."

The sky lock was still firmly locked, indifferent.

"Uh...... I knew I was overthinking. Wang Zi's originally fiery heart instantly seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water, a piece of cold, and he comforted himself with a dry smile at the moment.

After thinking about it, he was still unwilling, so he coughed lightly twice and said: "I am destined to ......" He simply removed the word "actually", he knew that his approach was actually very stupid, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, and he always wanted to try, what if it succeeded?

There was still no such thing as the golden light that I imagined, and the sky lock was still firmly locked.

"Destined people...... Wang Zi was very depressed and roared in a low voice.

In the next second, Wang Zi's voice stopped abruptly, his mouth was big enough to swallow a tennis ball, and his round eyes stared at the medicine jar in the palm of his hand, with a ghostly expression.

He saw it very clearly, as if an invisible hand appeared out of thin air, and the invisible hand was still holding an invisible key, and the invisible key was still ** into the keyhole of the sky lock, and then ...... The sky lock is open!

The sky lock was opened!

The spell turned out to be ...... Destined people!

Wang Zi quickly woke up from the shock, because he saw that the heavenly lock had become transparent little by little, and finally disappeared.

The medicine jar is still the same medicine jar, the difference is that this time there is no longer the sky lock that ordinary people can't see with the naked eye.

As for where the Tiansuo went, Wang Zi couldn't figure it out, of course, he didn't have the heart to think about this kind of thing, because now that the Tiansuo was gone, it meant that the medicine jar would be opened, and the opening of the medicine jar meant that he could get the contents inside, which meant that the two pieces of parchment he inadvertently got would show a pattern...... If the two sheepskins he got by accident were the two sheepskins left by Chen Tuo.

However, Wang Zi is still very confident in those two pieces of parchment, after all, the hint given to him by the blue peace buckle is so strong, which proves that those two parchment rolls are not ordinary things.

Wang Zi exhaled deeply, and then his eyes fell on the mouth of the medicine jar, which was tightly plugged by a stopper made of a substance that looked like the body of the bottle. In the past, the cork could not be removed entirely because it was locked by the Sky Lock, but now that the Sky Lock has disappeared, it means that the cork can be easily removed.

At that moment, Wang Zi looked at the stopper and secretly gave the stopper a "come out" order, and soon, the stopper seemed to be being played with by an invisible hand, and it bubbled out little by little.

And as the cork left the bottle little by little, Wang Zi's heart also rippled, and he couldn't wait to know what was in this medicine jar, and even more wanted to know what pattern the parchment roll could show.

Soon, the bottle cap about a centimeter thick has all been out of the bottle, and at the moment, Wang Zi'an put the bottle cap aside with the excitement in his heart, and took a deep breath, only then did he shake the medicine jar, and he clearly heard the sound of the things in the jar hitting the wall of the jar, as if the sound of metal hitting the metal.

At that moment, Wang Zi poured the medicine jar from the mouth of his palm to the palm of his hand, and then shook it slightly, and soon, a round black pill-like thing rolled out of the bottle and fell into Wang Zi's palm, but it was unusually cold when he started it, and there seemed to be a faint cold air around him, as if it was made of the legendary thousand-year-old ice.

"What is this?" Wang Zi stared at the pill with wide eyes and muttered to himself.

No one answered him, so Wang Zi was very bored and replied to himself: "This is the medicine that can make the parchment roll show its pattern?" Try? But how do you go about it? Is it put in water? Or roast over fire? You can't give it a try, can you? In case of a mistake in the operation, the medicine is ruined like this, isn't it crying? ”

"Could it be...... Shouldn't there be an instruction manual or something? ”

Thinking about it, Wang Zi shook the medicine jar in his hand again, but he couldn't shake anything, but vaguely he could hear the sound of "...... click" coming from inside, which meant that there was still something in it, but it should be stuck and couldn't get out.

At that moment, Wang Zi carefully put the cold and abnormally cold pill on the lid of a ceramic cup on the table, and then looked inside it through the mouth of the medicine jar, and soon he found that there seemed to be a rolled up note stuck there inside the medicine jar.

At the moment, he used his mind to make the things that were stuck there like notes of paper like they were coming out little by little, and soon, Wang Zi saw it clearly, this was really a small piece of paper rolled up.

After carefully spreading out the small strip of paper, the paper inside was slightly rough and yellow, and only a vigorous and powerful word "water" was written on it, and there was no other text.

Wang Zi frowned and looked at the word "water" in the small note, gently biting his lip and pondering, he didn't understand, what did the word "water" mean on this piece of paper, did it mean that the pill was melted with water, and then the parchment paper could be put into the water to show the pattern?

Thinking about it, Wang Zi gritted his teeth, then got up and went to the bathroom to get a plate of water, returned to the table, put the basin of water on the table, hesitated again, and finally gritted his teeth and threw the cold and abnormal pill directly into the basin.

The moment the pill touched the water, the whole basin of water seemed to be boiled in an instant, boiling, but there was no heat coming out, and the air was filled with a faint smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

Soon, the basin of crystal clear water turned black, as if a large bottle of ink had been poured into it, and the original fierce boiling of the water surface also weakened little by little, and finally returned to calm, as if nothing had happened, the only change was that the originally crystal clear tap water turned into pitch black "ink".

Wang Zi was so surprised that he couldn't speak when he witnessed this huge change in this basin of water, he felt that this change was really a little too weird, could it be that the pill was something like "ink", otherwise how could it make the basin water so dark? But what's the matter with the boiling without the slightest heat?

Wang Zi couldn't figure out these questions, so he simply didn't think about it, after all, the most important thing now was to let the parchment roll show the pattern, not to study what was going on in between.

At that moment, Wang Zi picked up the parchment scroll that the killer blood knife gave him before committing suicide, exhaled deeply, soothed his fluctuating heart, and then carefully held the corner of the parchment scroll, then opened his eyes wide, and then put the parchment scroll into the "ink" little by little, and finally as soon as his fingers were loosened, the entire parchment scroll was submerged in the "ink" and disappeared from sight.

Wang Zi originally wanted to put his hand directly into the basin and pick up the submerged parchment roll, but after thinking about it, he felt a little hairy in his heart, but he didn't dare, so he casually took out two long pens from the pen holder, used them as a chopstick, put the pen into the "ink", and quickly caught one edge of the parchment roll that sank inside, and then clamped the whole parchment roll.

In an instant, Wang Zi's eyes widened, and he already had an incredible expression, but he saw that the surface of the parchment roll seemed to have a protective film, and it was not soaked in the "ink" at all, and when the parchment roll was clamped, the swarthy liquid that was originally stuck to it turned into a round "black pearl", which slipped off the parchment roll and fell into the basin.