The so-called new function is actually very simple, that is, Li Ang can upload articles on his own console, so that other mobile phones under the network of Listening Feather can read it at the same time, with the powerful computing power of Listening Feather, this is not difficult at all.

So Leon's copy-paste is not manual, but automatic.

The feather of listening is the body of a god, of course, such a high-end thing will not use the backward method of manual input, and it can be generated on the mobile phone by reading it directly from the brain, but it must be handwritten by Li Ang, which is equivalent to an authorization, and the copied text can have divinity, and it has a strong information disturbance enough to fill the heart.

As the salary that I just started has become a big zero, a new icon finally appeared on the phone, which is an antique thread-bound book, with a blank surface, waiting for Li Ang to name it.

Considering that he was just a copyist, it was a particularly shameless pirate, so Li Ang gave this new feature the name "Hidden Scripture Pavilion". Because when he was a child, he used to buy pirated game CDs for 10 yuan a piece, and the Zangjing Pavilion series is undoubtedly the most famous of them.

In short, it is full of memories when I say it.

With the prompt sound of "named successfully, the function has been turned on" came from his brain, the ancient book also became smart, Li Ang clicked on it and saw that there were two books in it, Journey to the West and the Legend of the White Snake, of course, there was no eunuch state below.

Under Li Ang's instructions, Yarikohya and the night owl also opened their mobile phones, and there was already an icon of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on it, and the night owl exclaimed in surprise: "Isn't it possible to read a book while lying in bed before going to bed every day?" ”

"As long as you're not afraid to fall asleep while looking at it, just smash your phone in the face." Li Ang pointed to the mobile phone with rivets and sharp edges and said, "After all, its lethality is not low now. ”

The night owl suddenly sweated, turned his head to look at Yarikohia and said, "I think it's still necessary to be lightweight, and it's good to save some materials." ”

Yarikohia nodded and said, "Agreed, agreed." ”

Li Ang and the three of them were laughing and laughing and discussing, but Werther, who had never touched a mobile phone, didn't know why, seeing that the three of them were getting happier and happier the more they talked, they couldn't help but interrupt: "Hey, didn't you say that there is a way to save my people?" ”

"Of course there is, and the answer is right in front of you." Leon gave the night stalker a look, who pouted and reluctantly pulled out a new Noquay Duck MK-II and handed it to Werther.

"You mean, this piece ...... Can a shield save my people? Werther looked confused.

"Ahem." Li Ang coughed awkwardly: "Although it looks like a shield, and I have used it as a shield, it is not actually a shield." Do you see that book-style icon, click on it. ”

Witte did as he said, and immediately looked surprised: "This is Journey to the West, and the Legend of the White Snake!" ”

"And it's the Journey to the West and the Legend of the White Snake that can eliminate the pus of people through my hands." Li Ang said with a smile: "It is stronger and more durable than traditional paper books, and it will not be damaged even if it is circulated, which is completely suitable for the current python people." ”

"But there's a catch." Yarikohia said: "How to get this phone into the hands of the python clan. ”

"I'm coming!" Witt said without hesitation: "I am the only one who knows the hermitage of the python clan, and I am also familiar with the terrain there, and this task is only I can complete." ”

……

The once lush valley is now covered in black silt, and the large black mud pond is like a cyst of the earth, and from time to time it turns out one or two bubbles, emitting a foul smell.

This is the hermitage of the python people, who have lived here for generations, and it was originally called a paradise, but after Bruch released a large amount of black mud, it became a breeding ground for the pus of the birth.

Due to the contagious nature of human pus, the guards of the Bruch family did not dare to get too close, and could only guard the perimeter. According to Bruch, the python is already a turtle in an urn, and it won't take long for it to be completely infected and become the most loyal lackeys under his command, so there is no need to attack now, just wait patiently.

In this case, the guards naturally slackened. They had seen with their own eyes that the powerful python warriors did not even have the strength to stand after being infected by human pus, and of course they lost their vigilance.

It was the second half of the night, and even the moon had hid in the clouds, and the gatekeepers had dozed off.

This was Werther's chance, the once genius who had emerged like an earthworm from the foul-smelling mud of the earth, a spring where she used to bring her sister in the summer, but who had become just as corrupt.

Wiping a handful of mud from his face, Witt did not act rashly, but carefully examined his body, and found that there was no sign of human pus infection.

"Your mind has been filled, so you have immunity, and you will no longer be infected by human pus."

Leon's words sounded in Werther's heart, and she couldn't help muttering: "Although people are a little annoying, they are quite reliable in their words." ”

Now that you are in good shape, the next step is to complete the task as soon as possible. Werther made a snack in the unrecognizable valley, confirmed the direction, and bent down to move quickly.

It was once a sacred place for the python tribe and a resting place for the ancestors of the past generations. Due to the special terrain, it is a gourd-shaped gourd that is tight on the outside and loose on the inside, so the python tribe finally sticks there, wanting to resist the infection of human pus.

But the power of mortals was too small, and the defense line of the python clan was finally breached, and at the last moment when the black mud poured in, the Great Elder sacrificed his life to throw Werther onto the cliff, which saved her life. But even so, she was still infected by human pus, and it was not until Leon made a move that she was completely saved.

If there were any survivors of the pythons, it would probably be the only possibility.

The Holy Land has lost its former dignity, like a dying man who has been abused, exuding endless decadence and weakness.

On the periphery, there were several python warriors who were completely infected with human pus, and black giant snakes grew on their bodies, wandering around like walking corpses, and it hurt to see Werther.

But she didn't have time to end the other party's pain, so she could only keep this grief and indignation in her heart.

After walking through the rocks covered in black mud, I turned a corner and saw a space that was not too big.

It was a place where Werther and his sister were occasionally found playing, and it was originally a secret base for the two, but now it has become a lifesaver for the entire python clan.

Sure enough, shortly after entering, a spear pierced out of the shadows.

Werther was not surprised, because human pus could not use weapons, and those who could use spears must be survivors of the python clan.

She leaned sideways, grabbed the spear, and said in a low voice, "Don't attack, it's me!" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Young Patriarch, it's the Young Patriarch who is back!" ”

"What, the young patriarch is back?"

"Young Patriarch!"

"Where is the young patriarch?"

In the shadows, a few figures walked out, it was the survivors of the python clan, they were all excited to see Werther, and one of them shouted in surprise: "Sister! ”

"Blake!" Werther stepped forward and hugged the little figure, but quickly let go, and embarrassedly helped the other party wipe the black mud on his body: "I'm sorry, I forgot that my body is very dirty, and you are all over." ”

"It's okay." Blake also wears a tight leather jacket, somewhat similar to Werther, only thinner and with a sickly paleness. She smiled wryly and said, "Now this situation is just a matter of breathing, and it's not a big deal to get some more black mud." ”

"No, no!" Witt shook his head again and again: "I have a way to save you, I have a way to save everyone!" ”

Blake was surprised: "You brought the army of the Demon King?" But that might be able to defeat Bruch, but it won't be able to remove the curse of the black mud after all. ”

"Not an army, but this!"

Witt said, pulling out a Nokia MK-II phone from behind him.

Blake looked dizzy for a while, and asked weakly, "Side...... Shield? ”