Summary of the previous chapter: Mrs. Ma relied on the flame girl Xiaoshuang to see Ma Xiaoquan's true identity

++++++++++++++++++ Madam Ma shook her head: "The Zi family, our Ma family, has some dealings with them, but in recent years, the two families have been separated and the Hua family seems to have been wiped out in the Tang Dynasty."

"Extermination?" Ma Xiaoquan was a little surprised, "Isn't the Hua family a hidden family, how can it be exterminated?" ”

Mrs. Ma said uncertainly: "We can't be sure, but according to the records left by the ancestors, the Hua family has not had any contact with my Ma family since the Tang Dynasty."

"Oh~~" Ma Xiaoquan nodded, it seems that the extermination of the Hua family is just speculation.

"Grandma, let me ask you again, what does Lu Zhan want our Ma family's "Secret Record of the Hundred Arts Clan" to do?" Ma Xiaoquan casually flipped through the "Secret Record of the Baiyi Clan" in his hand, and said, "This secret record is written in the script of the Baiyi clan, if I remember correctly, this text should be written by the wife of Tsing Yi herself." The words in Tsing Yi are a little sloppy, and the characters of the Baiyi clan are not easy to recognize, coupled with the slightly scribbled handwriting of Tsing Yi, I am afraid that few people in the world can know it, right? ”

Mrs. Ma nodded, expressing her agreement with Ma Xiaoquan's words.

Ma Xiaoquan continued: "So what does Lu Zhan want this book for? He can't read it again~"

Old Madam Ma was also confused: "Lu Zhan didn't know where I knew that my Ma family had such a book, so since I was young, I have been trying my best to get that before the old man died, he once said, there seems to be a secret in this secret book Lu Zhan wants to get that secret?" ”

"Secret?" Ma Xiaoquan was surprised, "There is a secret in this book? As he spoke, Ma Xiaoquan turned the book and read it page by page.

After looking at it for a while, Ma Xiaoquan didn't notice anything unusual.

"Grandma, there is a secret thing in this book, who made it up?"

Mrs. Ma said with a stern face: "It's not made up, it's an oracle passed down from generation to generation by the Ma family~"

"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned.

I left the end of the Han Dynasty, and now I have come to the end of the Ming Dynasty, there are 1,400 years in between, in this 1,400 years, what happened to the Ma family, Ma Xiaoquan must not know, to say that this "Secret Record of the Baiyi Clan" is indeed written by Tsing Yi's wife, but after so many years, the content of the book will inevitably undergo some changes, or there will really be some secrets in this book

At this point, Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but think of a series of strange books in a martial arts novel he had read.

"Forty-two chapters?" Ma Xiaoquan shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself, "It won't really be like the forty-two chapters, sandwiched between the pages of the book, right?" ”

Old Madam Ma had a sharp ear, heard Ma Xiaoquan's self-talk, and asked with a lot of mouths: "Quan'er, do you want to try it?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan raised his head and glanced at Mrs. Ma, and nodded: "Well, then try it~"

Ma Xiaoquan cautiously groped on the "Secret Record of the Baiyi Clan", repeatedly groping page by page. An hour passed quickly, and he didn't even know it.

During this period, Mrs. Ma was unforgiving due to her age, so she lay down on the bed in the dark room to rest, while Ma Tong sat cross-legged and closed her eyes to recuperate.

When Ma Xiaoquan groped for the "Secret Record of the Baiyi Clan" page by page, he also read it roughly, and I have to say that Tsing Yi's wife is very powerful, and almost all the strange things she once told Ma Xiaoquan have been recorded in the book, and with the family circulation of this book, the descendants have also made corresponding annotations to the content of the book, and it is commendable that many title pages have been added to the back of the book to record the experience and experience of future generations.

When he reached the penultimate page, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly felt a little wrong.

The thickness of this page is obviously thicker than the previous title page, and it is thick on all sides and thin in the middle, so that it is impossible to detect it if you don't touch it carefully.

Ma Xiaoquan exhaled, touched the page again, and after confirming that there was indeed something unusual on this page, he raised his head and said to Ma Tong: "Uncle Tong, can there be sharp tools such as knives?" ”

Ma Tong opened his eyes, nodded, stood up, took out a knife from his body as if he was juggling, and handed it to Ma Xiaoquan.

Ma Xiaoquan took the hand knife handed over by Ma Tong and gently scraped it on this page with the tip of the knife. When scraping the middle of the page, Ma Xiaoquan did not see what he expected, and when he scratched the four sides of the page, Ma Xiaoquan obviously felt a trace of resistance.

At this time, Mrs. Ma woke up, and seeing Ma Xiaoquan's actions, Mrs. Ma hurriedly got up and came over.

"Quan'er, this is"

Ma Xiaoquan didn't stop: "Grandma, don't panic, there is only one sentence on this page, I have already memorized it~"

Old Madam Ma sighed, and then asked, "Have you noticed anything unusual?" ”

Ma Xiaoquan stretched out his hand and signaled not to disturb him for the time being, and then, Ma Xiaoquan gently called: "Xiaoshuang, come and do a favor~"

Xiaoshuang, a flame girl who had been wandering around in the dark passage of the dark room for many times, rushed over and stopped beside Ma Xiaoquan.

Ma Xiaoquan unfolded the pages of the book he had scraped with a knife in front of Xiaoshuang: "Xiaoshuang, try it with the Blue Ming Holy Fire, remember, don't burn my sleeves~"

Xiaoshuang "pursed her lips" and blew on the page, only to hear the "whirring" twice, and the page suddenly burned.

Ma Xiaoquan's movements were very fast, and at the same time as Xiaoshuang was "blowing", he had already cut off that page very quickly.

"Smack~" Ma Xiaoquan closed the "Secret Record of the Hundred Arts Clan", and quickly extinguished the burning pages with the cover of the book, and then, the three people in the dark room heard a crisp metal sound.

"Uh~~" Mrs. Ma and Ma Tong were surprised, they didn't expect that there would be such a magical page in this "Secret Record of the Hundred Arts Clan".

Ma Xiaoquan lowered his head and picked up a thin piece of metal from the ground.

"Xiaoshuang, thank you~"

The flame girl Xiaoshuang was very "proud" and "pouted" at Ma Xiaoquan, and then rushed to the secret road and played by herself.

Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, took the metal sheet in front of his eyes, squinted his eyes, and then became surprised.

There are fine small characters written on the metal sheet, and the font is very small, and Ma Xiaoquan looked at it for a long time before he could read all the words clearly.

"How is this possible, how can Zhao Yuntai be you, how is it possible?"