The difference between the ancestral hall during the day and the night is still a little big, the blue bricks at the bottom of the courtyard wall have a layer of frost because of the cold weather, giving people the illusion of an ice wall, and the old New Year's painting door god is pasted on the door of the ancestral hall that I have not seen last night; Stepping into the door of the ancestral hall, he was facing the thirteen stone steps, and the handrails of the stone steps had been torn with a white cloth, which seemed to be prepared for Su Feng.

At this time, a whirlwind struck, rolling up the fallen plums all over the garden and dancing, asking orange was not affected by the cold wind, but the single proverb that followed all the way was shivered by the cold wind, and unconsciously wrapped the cotton clothes.

"You can't push a wheelchair up the stone steps, do you need me to carry you up?"

Su Beidou pushed the wheelchair under the stone steps and asked what Cheng meant.

Ask Orange immediately got up from his wheelchair and refused Su Beidou's 'kindness':

"No, it's better to keep a little distance between you and me."

Asking Orange couldn't feel the pain in her ankle, so in order to prevent the fixation plate on her ankle from shifting, she still chose to take the initiative to lift her injured leg and jump up the steps step by step by holding on to the handrail of the stone pillar.

Just jumped three steps up, Shan Yan suddenly chased up from behind Wen Cheng and wanted to help Wen Cheng go upstairs together, but was cleverly rejected by Wen Cheng, she jumped a few times quickly, and perfectly staggered Shan Yan to support her hand.

"What about the scrolls? Where are the reels? ”

Ask Cheng jumped to the door of the ancestral hall and looked inside, the neat ashes altars were stacked on top of the surrounding wall shelves, and there was no such thing as a sacrificial table locker to store scrolls.

"Such an important thing, if everyone could see it, would have been lost a long time ago."

Su Beidou held a wheelchair in one hand, followed by Lu Wencheng up the stairs, walked into the house first, measured the distance with his footsteps, and after walking five or six steps, stepped on the stone bricks on the ground with his feet.

The entire ancestral hall began to make strange noises, as if there was a mechanical activation, and the mechanical shaft pulled the iron chains embedded in the back of the wall, making the sound of steel pulling and crashing.

The sound of chains continued for two minutes, and one of the walls containing the blue and white porcelain urn shook suddenly, and the entire shelf was pulled open, revealing a square groove behind the wall.

The thirty-centimeter-long iron roll is stored in the groove, and the outer layer of the roll is embossed with some delicate patterns, and the orange is blocked by Su Beidou five meters away, no matter how she steps to check, she still can't see what is carved on the roll.

Su Beidou stepped forward and took out the roll from the groove, unscrewed the lid of the cylinder, took out a black and yellow scroll from it, put down the roll and took the scroll and turned to ask the orange.

"How do you press the mudra? This scroll is brittle to the side, and the slag drops. ”

Wen Cheng looked at the scroll in Su Beidou's hand and frowned, the curls on both sides of the black and yellow scroll had been broken to the point of slag, and a shaft was raised at both ends in the middle of the scroll, the shaft looked ordinary like an iron tool, but one end of the iron shaft was missing a section of protrusion, and this missing bulge made Wen Cheng more and more familiar the more she looked at it, and a word 'picture dagger appeared' instantly popped up in her mind.

"I'll lay it on the offering table, and you can just make a random handprint on the scroll, and it can foresee the moment when your contract with the soldier spirit disappears."

Su Beidou also saw that the scroll was a little damaged, so he didn't go to Wen Cheng's side again, but stretched out the scroll on the altar nearby, and let Wen Cheng walk over by himself.

"Divination and prediction...... It can't be a happy encounter, right? Feng En stayed overnight and came over to me, and when he was happy to tell when he would be resurrected, right? You know the specific time of resurrection, and you can do things secretly. ”

"You're thinking too much, I just want to know when he'll be back, and it's not my business to do things."

Su Beidou realized that he had guessed something and immediately dissociated himself from the matter.

"Is that to the Imperial Horse or to the Imperial Brake? Or is it purple or glass? Or do you have the best among the younger generations of the Su family, who can subvert the demon clan after knowing when the demon will be resurrected, and fight against the human race in the name of the demon family? ”

Ask Cheng looked at Su Beidou's slightly nervous expression, and couldn't help but think more, his own handprint may have little impact on the Deed Management Bureau, but it has a huge relationship with the demon race, and the demon who has been waiting for the return of the demon for thousands of years and the Su Beidou who wants to overthrow the royal evil may be opposed, and it is not possible that the new generation of the demon clan also has the main battle faction that wants to seek power and usurp the throne? Do you want to press your mudra or not?

"There will be a battle between man and demon, you just predict a time, and you don't want you to change anything, what's the use of thinking so much? As for the internal affairs of the demons, are you in charge alone? ”

Su Beidou's words made Wen Cheng speechless, she came all the time, and if she didn't mess up this inexplicable situation, she was a little sorry for the situation that she was being used.

Ask Cheng thought for a moment and bit his fingers and walked to the offering table, first looking down at the half-opened scroll, which was written densely with words that he couldn't understand.

"This is the negotiated agreement for the division of land back then?" Ask Orange to look up at Su Beidou for answers.

"Well, the magic script and the humanities are written in duplicate on the same scroll, and behind it is the hieroglyphs of the human race."

Su Beidou said and continued to open the scroll, when the scroll was halfway extended, he asked Cheng could barely understand some hieroglyphs, it seemed to say that what mountain range was used as the boundary gate, the door belonged to the demon clan to divide the demon world, and the outside of the mountain belonged to the human domain, as long as people did not go up the mountain to provoke, the demons could be self-reliant within the boundaries and never offend.

The specific question orange didn't dare to look closely, because after she roughly glanced at the scroll, her attention was all on Su Beidou's hand that pushed the scroll away, and just when the scroll was about to see the bottom and reveal the iron shaft at the end of the scroll, Wen Cheng immediately reached out and pressed the back of Su Beidou's hand; The other hand holding the bronze sword blocked the bronze sword between the two almost at the same time, preventing Su Beidou from sneaking up on him.

"Wait, you don't have to open the book anymore, I can't read it if you open it too much, let's just do it, okay? You just tell me where to press the mudra. ”

Q Cheng had already seen that the end of the section where there was no notch in the iron shaft was a wooden protrusion, and the word 'Yuxi' was faintly written on the wooden handle.

If you guess correctly, this scroll has been used once back then, Feng En was pulled out and stayed in the demon clan, and the descendants of the demon clan formed a contract, becoming a demon blade, and Yu Xi has not been out of the sheath for more than 6,000 years, Su Beidou This is to use Yu Xi to emulate his ancestors who used Feng En to sneak attack the scene of the royal evil.

"Press in the middle here."

Su Beidou raised his hand and poked the tip of the fan at the place between the magic script and the pictogram in the middle of the scroll, where there was a small blank space, barely enough to accommodate the distance of a palm.

"Don't move your hand, I'm afraid you'll pull out your sword."

Q Cheng looked at Su Beidou vigilantly, and Su Beidou was also wary of Mo Wen Cheng and said:

"You put down the bronze sword first, I can promise you not to fan."