Inside the house, Lu Xun held the notebook with a constipated expression on his face.

He couldn't figure out what Mr. meant even if he wanted to break his head.

It stands to reason that this kind of New Year's gift should carry a good expectation for the new year.

My husband's expectations for me are condensed into one word, which is...... Ugly?

Just when he was puzzled, a prompt message popped up in front of him.

[A notebook (purple) with mysterious powers.] 】”

Lu Xun's curiosity was immediately aroused, and then he continued to look down......

- Not down there.

Lu Xun: "??? ”

, can the prompt message still be a eunuch?

You???? Tell me, what kind of power is there!

There are also three words written below the basic information [to be unlocked].

And after the words [to be unlocked], there is also a countdown.

Lu Xun roughly estimated the time, and there is still more than an hour to unlock, so the time is almost in the ...... When it's ugly?

When it's ugly, it's 1 a.m. to 3 a.m.

"So the [ugly] that Mr. wrote refers to the [ugly] in the twelve earthly branches?" Lu Xun guessed in his heart.

"Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen......" Lu Xun muttered the twelve earthly branches in his mouth, and there was a feeling of sudden understanding in his heart.

It turns out that this word only represents an hour, and has no other meaning.

"This feels a bit like the Bodhi Ancestor knocked three times on Sun Wukong's head and told him to come to my house for a wave during the third watch." Lu Xun's thinking began to diverge.

He closed the notebook in his hand again, and said in his heart: "I thought that Mr. wrote this word with other meanings, it seems that I thought too much." ”

Since there is still more than an hour, it is better to practice the nameless exercises first, it is a little boring to wait like this, and you have to learn to find something to do for yourself.

Today's pain has not yet been enjoyed, and he is ready to come with a shot.

Lu Xun sat cross-legged on the bed, and the nameless exercises began to run in his body, and as soon as he was about to cultivate, he felt a slight fluctuation in his spiritual power.

"It's ...... Little cicada broke through? Lu Xun was surprised.

"Could it be that it has something to do with the notebook that the husband gave her?"

He wasn't ready to cultivate for a while, but half lay on the bed and began to brush up the forum, but he had actually been paying attention to Lin Chan's cultivation.

The time to brush the forum always flies, and only a quarter of an hour has passed, Lu Xun sensed a slight fluctuation of spiritual power, and Lin Cicada actually broke through again!

This is obviously not a natural breakthrough, definitely because of the gentleman's copy!

It seems that Lin Cicada's copy has already revealed its power at this moment!

"What kind of words did the gentleman write to the little cicada? And what is hidden in the letters? Lu Xun felt a little itchy and curious.

He continued to browse through the jumbled posts on the forums, mostly looking at photos, of course.

However, Lu Xun just looked at them idly and boringly, and did not criticize them as a man.

After another quarter of an hour, Lin Cicada actually broke through again.

She continued to break through like a bamboo tonight, and she didn't stop until the ninth layer of the Qi Eating Technique.

At this point, Lu Xun's master is also level 2 of Gao Lin Cicada.

This gave him a slight sense of urgency, after all, if he was overtaken by Lin Chan, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Hug the apprentice's thigh...... Although it seems to be quite cool, Lu Xun thinks that he is a decent person, and he still wants to cover the little mute as much as possible, rather than the little mute covering him.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Xun was not in a hurry.

……

……

At this moment, somewhere in the back mountain, the drunken gentleman is still wearing a red robe, which is very eye-catching even at night.

The mute old man stood quietly beside him, carrying a small lantern in his hand.

There was no candle flame in the small lantern, and after he took out the lantern, some of the fireflies on the mountain got into the lantern by themselves, and made the whole small lantern shiny, which was very strange.

The old man carried the lantern with a juvenile smile on his face.

He loves to play this hand in the back mountain, and he has played it I don't know how many times in his life, but he just enjoys it.

The gentleman glanced at him and said, "Let's go, it's time to go and see him for the New Year." ”

The mute old man naturally understood who he was in the gentleman's mouth, and nodded hurriedly.

The gentleman slowly left the ground, and then flew towards the Tibetan mountain at a slow speed.

The mute old man followed him, and he even flew slower than the average monk, and if the gentleman hadn't waited for him, he would have flown to the Tibetan Mountains long ago.

"Xiao Gui, look at yourself, you are also a little good at carrying and fighting." The gentleman turned his head and glanced at his old servant.

The little scholar who used to follow him behind his ass has now become an old servant, an old man.

When the mute old man heard this, a flattering smile appeared on his face again, and then he stretched out two fingers of his own.

He's expressing the number two.

"Okay, okay, in addition to carrying the beating, your two swords are also alive." The gentleman is very face-saving.

The mute old man smiled very happily as if a child had been praised by an adult, and even the hand holding the cane was slightly stronger, and the cane in his right hand was held tightly.

After flying to the Tibetan Mountain, the two went around in a circle and went around to the other side of the Tibetan Mountain.

The Tibetan mountain is divided into two sides, one side holds the relics of the people in the Demon Sect, and the other side is the cemetery of the dead people of the Demon Sect.

It's a mountain, and it's a big tomb.

Looking up from the foot of the mountain, you can see the tombstones on this side of the mountain.

Some are buried, others are only ashes, and some are just graves.

On this side of the mountain, there are all dead people, but there is one cemetery that is more special, because the person inside is not dead, and now he is a "living dead".

The gentleman and the mute old man did not fly directly to the tomb, but walked from the foot of the mountain to the mountain.

Because they had to take care of the movements of the mute old man, the speed of the two of them climbing the mountain was extremely slow.

And Mr. has always walked small broken steps, and once the small broken steps are slow, they will look even more eccentric.

It was dark on the mountain, and apart from the moonlight, only the small lantern in the hand of the mute old man could bring light.

But for some reason, there's not much of an eerie feeling here.

Halfway up the mountain, he took a few steps to the left, then stomped his foot lightly, and a translucent ripple rippled in the air, and a faint light enveloped him and the mute old man, and then vanished.

In this mountain, there is also a small world.

Or maybe there's a place like the tomb of the living dead, a tomb within a tomb.

And the person inside is naturally the first sword cultivator in the world, the founding patriarch of the Demon Sect, and the eldest disciple of Mr......

- The Yan Li who has been closed for many years.

……

()

Sogou