It should be the creation of the word 'one', which has been completely determined by him, and the karma has returned to the words themselves, and can no longer support the soul to exist in the wilderness.

It must be.

Zhang Jingtao scrutinized carefully.

Then, if you can come up with the words that Ah Qi created later, you will definitely be able to see Ah Ah again.

Even if you already understand the mystery of this word, as long as you have not determined the existence or full meaning of this word in the wilderness.

But this word must be cohesive enough, otherwise, it will definitely miss a lot of time and space.

So, could the word be 'two'?

In Zhang Jingtao's mind, there was a situation in which Ah Yu drew a word according to seven dots, but found that it should not be two.

Don't look at these two words seem simple, in fact, it must be like a word, it is extremely profound, unless it is inherited by civilization, it will never forget its meaning for a lifetime, because it is difficult to directly turn the word into two words created by astronomical civilization.

But despite this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he found a way back to the flood.

And after having the understanding of karma, he can still feel that the black mist formed by Heshi Bi can limit the activity of the vitality before it disappears, so this black mist must be a kind of karma.

It seems that only by breaking this karmic obstacle can you have no worries, otherwise, once you lose your karmic support, you will definitely return to this Warring States time and space.

So, in this Warring States time and space, what is the karma of this period related to?

And the Clan's Bi?

Zhang Jingtao suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Do you have to find Na and study it? How can this be done? He couldn't help but complain.

And this sentence, the people in the kiln factory did not hear.

Zhang Jingtao realized that his soul lacked yang energy, and his voice seemed to be deflected by some dimensional difference, which only he could hear, but he could hear the sound waves of those people in the kiln factory.

For this reason, he couldn't help but care about his soul body, but after this concern, he saw that the pale black color of his soul had become darker.

Innocence is yang, jet black is yin, and the soul will turn black because it still has a little yang.

If there are no three days, these yang qi should not be dissipated.

Then, you won't be kicked into the unknown yin dimension.

Fu Xi disappeared so quickly at the beginning, it should be because his appearance disturbed the surrounding space.

After Zhang Jingtao sensed it carefully, he was a little panicked, because he had to find a lifeless person within three days, or someone who was unconscious but could still be saved, so that he could replace him.

As you can imagine, this should be very searching.

But fortunately, there seems to be one in front of me.

Zhang Jingtao looked at the courtyard again.

The young man in the courtyard who was covered with soil, the clay was about to be sealed to his face.

Zhang Jingtao shuddered, and then realized that this young man was going to be made into a terracotta figurine alive and put into a kiln to burn.

The gray belt craftsman next to this young man is a woman less than twenty years old, with a dirty face, seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact, she is very soft and beautiful when you look closely, and her body is young and beautiful, she can definitely be called a beauty.

At this moment, the woman took a closer look at the young man's very handsome and pale face, and said, "Zhang Zheng, you are an orphan, right?" Speaking of which, you are a bit like Mrs. Zhao Ji, maybe you are the son of Mrs. Zhao Ji. ”

Zhang Zheng listened to what she said, closed his mouth tightly, and didn't say a word.

The yellow-belt craftsman on the side was an uncle, but he was curious and asked, "Why did Jing'er say that, could it be that Mrs. Zhao Ji had lost her son?" ”

Na Jing'er said: "Mrs. Zhao Ji's son was thrown away by his previous man, and the man replaced Mrs. Zhao Ji's son with his own son, and the son who was thrown away may not be dead, so I said so." ”

The face of the yellow-belt craftsman suddenly changed, and he exclaimed softly: "Hugh is going to talk nonsense, don't you want to die?" Mrs. Zhao Ji's current man is the son of Qin, whether this son has real power or not, it is not something you can provoke. ”

Jing'er said: "This is not nonsense, my mother is Mrs. Zhao Ji's midwife, and Mrs. Zhao Ji herself knows about the child, and I suspect that the reason why my mother died in an accident is for this matter." ”

"Oh my God! Then you shouldn't talk about this, especially the man surnamed Guo who came to you to build the inner armor that day, don't tell him about it. Uncle Chen said nervously.

"You are my master, I just told you this, the man surnamed Guo is my father, although he kicked my mother out of the door back then, but now he finally comes to recognize me, and I will be surnamed Guo in the future." Jing'er said.

"I see, I thought he had bad intentions towards you, don't you hate him?" Uncle Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't hate, he will sometimes send his retainers to send me some money, so that I can learn a good craft, and often buy gifts for me, although they are not necessarily valuable, but they are carefully selected, and the business of him and my mother is the business of adults." Guo Jing replied, and said, "Don't talk about my father, you have also seen Mrs. Zhao Ji, do you think he looks like?" ”

As he spoke, he glared at Zhang Zheng fiercely, as if he couldn't hear what she meant and wasn't clever enough.

Uncle Chen groaned slightly, and said: "I see, you little girl is thinking too much, if Mrs. Zhao Ji's man can be so ruthless, and even poison your mother, then, do you think he will leave Mrs. Zhao Ji's real son?" ”

"Huh? Not really. Although Guo Jing's tone was surprised, her expression was not surprised, as if she knew that Uncle Chen would say this.

only glared at Zhang Zheng angrily, and said: "It seems that you are just a little like Mrs. Zhao Ji, but a little like it is not bad, don't you think?" ”

Zhang Zheng did not speak.

Uncle Chen also looked at Zhang Zheng and sighed: "Yes, I have also met Mrs. Zhao Ji once, she is so beautiful, she can be a little like her, she is handsome enough, but it's a pity, a good young man." ”

When Guo Jing heard this, she no longer cared about the past, let alone that she was doing a terrible thing, and slapped a lump of mud on Zhang Zheng's body, saying: "It's a pity, otherwise if you give it to someone else as a slave, you can be a man for Jing'er." ”

Uncle Chen smiled: "Little girl, the idea of a good wave is not ashamed." But he didn't really care about what Guo Jing said, but said, "You can't even look down on this full factory of disciples?" My two boys aren't ugly, are they? ”

But the attitude towards sex in the Warring States period was still very natural in general.

Guo Jing glanced at those disciples: "People are already masters of refining, but their skills are only at the level of disciples. ”

Uncle Chen sighed: "Also, they are all a little uncompetitive." ”

smiled again and said: "But what about this Zhang Zheng, or there was still some momentum, but at the moment, his face was pale and his momentum was completely lost, what was so special?" Could it be that you, this little girl, just saw his body and moved her heart? ”