Oh.

No wonder, it's not my biological brother, it's like this.

This really makes people feel weird in their hearts, Zhang Le didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and said, "You continue!" ”

Jiang Dudrunk continued: "My father told me something when he no longer had his breath. ”

If Jiang Du was drunk, it seemed that Zhang Le had no reservations, and he had something to say.

"This matter is the matter of Bai Yunjian. He said that the previous owner gave him a drawing when he was dying. ”

Drawing......

This really made Zhang Le stunned.

Could it be some kind of treasure map, no,, oh my God.

This time.

It makes people feel a sense of panic, the whole person is like this, the heart is extremely vibrating, and the words make people have a different difference.

"He also said that there is a sword in Ziyun Mountain, and he is entrenched in Ziyun Mountain."

"In order to find this sword, but human life and death are in the sky, and now it is at the end of life, but I still haven't found the Baiyun Sword, and I have regrets in my heart."

"I hope that my father can help him fulfill this wish, and he also said that this White Cloud Sword is related to the fate of the cultivators on the Divine Spirit Continent, and I think that if I find this White Cloud Sword, I can lead all the cultivators on the Divine Spirit Continent."

He crackled and said a lot.

"But my father was not able to find the sword during his lifetime, so it fell to me."

"At that time, I was still young, I just thought it was fun, and I agreed vigorously, at that time Wang Chi was also next to him, he took this matter to heart, and looked for it dozens of times in the mountains without any result."

The tone is gentle, there is no waves, and it makes people feel that there is a feeling of not being alarmed, very indifferent, calm, and cold, at this time, it is exactly this time node.

It's a little unsettling.

Zhang Le was a little silent, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

This feeling of silence makes people feel that it is not very good, and it is particularly depressing.

As if thinking, he nodded and asked: "You said that the last village owner gave your father a drawing, so now this drawing should be in your possession?" ”

Who has not died since ancient times? Jiang Duzui nodded.

Zhang Ledao: "Can you let me take a look?" ”

Jiang Dudrunk reached out and took out a drawing from his arms.

But see the drawings turn yellow.

It's very old-fashioned.

The words of the paper were now crumpled and showed signs of decay at the edges.

Worn-out.

However, the graphics drawn on it are still clear and visible.

Jiang Dudrunk put the drawings on the table, stretched out his hand to smooth them, pointed to a place and said, "Father said that this Baiyun Sword is very likely to be in this place." ”

It's empty and boundless, as if it's really normal.

Zhang Le looked at it for a long time, and said secretly in his heart: Isn't this the place where he was just taking a bath? Looking up at Jiang Dudrunk, he said, "Isn't this Baiyun Sword really in this lake?" ”

Born in the clouds.

Life is like this, life is like this.

Jiang Dudrunk shook his head and said, "I don't know." Wang Chi took his brother up several times to look for it, and he also went down to the lake and looked for it at the bottom of the lake, but he found nothing. ”

There are three thousand avenues, and I can't go out alone.

Zhang Le silently did not speak.

Very calm.

In the calmness, there is a slight touch of loneliness.

It's really empty and cold.

The two eyes looked at the drawings.

Where there is no life, where is there no life.

But in my heart, I was thinking. Suddenly, I saw four lines on the drawing.

Words are like beads.

It's just that what is written is: "Half of the face is broken and the heart of the sword is like a cut, and the person is on the middle earth; The beams pressed against the top of the reclining door, and the dirt was left alone. ”

Quite awesome.

At this time, Xiang Jiang Duzui asked: "What does this poem mean?" Did you bring it up? ”

Jiang Dudrunk shook his head and said, "No, this is not a poem, it is very likely......"

Three lives and three lives.

Ten lives and ten lives.

The world is dusty, the self is slaughtered, I am born and I am destroyed, and I can't be sincere.

"It's an anagram!" A voice came from the back room on the right.

A dull feeling arises spontaneously.

Many people looked at the door of the back room, only to see a man dressed in white.

The tone is dull.

There is no color, it makes people feel cold, this is life.

Standing there leaning against the door frame, his face slightly pale.

Think twice.

The road of life.

Unparalleled.

Looks in good spirits.

The breath of life is incomparable, it is such a godbrother in Jiang Du's drunken mouth - Wang Chi.

Zhang Le seemed to have a smile.

It's like... There is no smile.

To laugh or not to laugh is in an instant.

He looked at him very strangely and said, "Anagram? How? ”

Unexplainable.

The road of life is three thousand.

Wang Chi raised his feet and crossed the threshold, step by step.

Words are like beads.

He walked over and sat down at the table, looking very struggling.

Suddenly, there are thousands of prosperous times.

Then he pointed to the poem on the drawing on the table, one of the lines of which reads, "A man is on a horizontal bosom of the Middle Earth."

said: "This 'person plus a horizontal' is half of the word 'in'."

The word "soil" in the "bosom of the earth" just fills in, so this riddle is a "in" word. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Le felt reasonable, so he nodded slightly.

Rammed earth in a cup.

Standing in three or four.

If so, it's just that, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine.

The man slid his finger down, pointed to the last sentence, "After the dirt words are gone, they are left alone" and said: "Next to the word 'dirt' is the word 'Yan', and the meaning of 'words to the end' is to remove the words next to the words, so 'after leaving alone' is a 'after' word."

It's true.

Avenue slightly.

Zhang Le nodded slightly, waiting for him to continue.

I don't know how long I waited, Wang Chi didn't say anything, he was puzzled, looked up at him and asked, "What about the other two sentences?" ”

It is possible to reconcile.

This time. Wang Chi said: "There are two more sentences that I can't solve." ”

At this time, Zhang Le frowned: "How can you not solve it?" ”

Wang Chi said: "This half of the face is like a broken sword heart, I really can't think of what word it is." ”

You said.

In fact, Zhang Le didn't understand the meaning of the Tao in it, but he could vaguely feel something, but if he did, he couldn't know the most demanding place.

"Huhu, everything, let it be."

Zhang Le didn't take long to be silent, as if he was talking to himself, but he heard that he was a little silent, and after a long silence, he seemed to be thinking and said,

Then she said: "According to your reasoning, this 'half face' is removed for a month.

Half-moon.

The word is left with the word '佥', 'broken'.

Remove the word '佥' and leave the 'blade'.

'The heart is like a cut' is the word '佥' and the word 'blade'. ”

Maybe this split is right, but I can't be sure, I don't know, it's how, but how do you think it's made crepe?

(End of chapter)