What is it? I asked the little stinky fart.

The little stinky fart held the parchment scroll and studied it for a long time, saying that she didn't know, only that it was an antiquity.

The fat bird was even more inexplicable, saying that it had never seen this thing.

When I asked it where the wooden cage came from, it replied that it was made for it by my ancestor Ren Kong, and it was just a few broken pieces of wood.

As soon as the fat man heard that the parchment scroll was an antiquity, his eyes immediately lit up, and he snatched it up and put it in his backpack, saying that it might be worth a lot of money, and it was better to let him keep it.

This product must be the reincarnation of the poor and dead in the previous life, and I have seen the bear who loves money more than once or twice, so I don't bother to pay attention to him.

The little stinky fart has just transformed into a human form, and it doesn't last long, so it's easy to get tired, so it's going to go back to resting in the treacherous card after a while.

Since then, the little stinky fart has to be drilled out every day to breathe.

Since she is in a spirit state, no one else in the entire Long Manor can see it except me, the fat man, and the fat bird, so there is no need to worry.

Seeing her change from an invisible, communicative consciousness that could only communicate with me, to a tangible spirit, I was of course happy and surrounded her and asked questions.

As for how she woke up and how she knew so many ghosts, Little Stinky Fart said that she didn't know very well.

It turned out that she had been asleep, and she had just woken up and saw me, and this knowledge was like the memory of a previous life, indescribable.

In addition, the little stinky fart also said that she can only stay in half of the space where I eat tricks, and the other half can't get in.

Her statement made me very puzzled, and I took a closer look at the food terror card on my chest, only to find that there was a vague thin line in the middle of the wooden card, which was secretly divided into two in the middle position.

The surprise is that it's not just that the little stinky fart can come out of the treacherous card.

Since I can already transform into a human form, the little girl has been teaching me to knot the new handprint by hand since this night.

The little stinky fart is small, but he knows a lot.

She understood that at present, I can only form the "Broken Array Seal" of the four changes, so she started from here and handed me the simple "Arhat Seal", which is also the four changes.

It is then gradually upgraded to the "Outer Lion Seal" and "Sun Wheel Seal" with six changes, as well as the "Fudo Ming King Seal" and "Donkey Kong Wheel Seal" with nine changes, and the "Fire Initiation Technique" used with the fire initiation charm.

As mentioned above, there is no distinction between sects and sects in the mudra itself, but there is a difference between the seal and the natal seal, also known as the king's seal.

The Tongyin is a mudra that can be used by all cultivators, while the Natal Seal can only be used by a specific group, which is somewhat similar to the meaning of the unique internal martial arts method in martial arts.

The little stinky fart said to me, in fact, it is not my own natal seal, and it is not absolutely impossible to use it, but due to the conditions of the caster, it is often unable to meet the requirements of the corresponding mudra casting.

The embarrassing thing is that although the little stinky fart is very attentive, with my current ability, I can only barely produce six changes of hands "Outer Lion Seal" and "Sun Wheel Seal" at most, and I can't learn the rest.

Some people must say that I am stupid, but in fact, where am I stupid? These so-called four, six, and nine changes all require the flexion and extension of the ten fingers of both hands to be completed in an instant, which is simply not attainable with the hand speed that I have been single for 19 years.

I knew the knot of this seal, but I just couldn't complete it, so I could only stare dryly.

For my "dull" qualifications, while rolling my eyes, the little stinky fart also told me not to be too anxious, and it will naturally come to fruition when the true qi in my body penetrates.

In order to help me comprehend the existence of true qi as soon as possible, Xiao Stinky Fart taught me a set of methods of breathing, allowing me to practice when the sun rises and the moon rises, and supervising and urging me at any time, not allowing me to be lazy.

After practicing for nearly a month, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I feel that when I dance the heavens and recite the five-character proverbs, the gas in my body seems to become more obvious and more, but I haven't been able to do what I want.

I have always carried the Flowing Fire Condensation Bead given by the old fox, although neither the little stinky fart nor the fat bird can say that I can't see the so-called "soul energy" on my body, but this orb is always reassuring.

I missed Master a little and wanted to make a phone call to ask him about his current situation, but I remembered that his old man told me not to look for him, and he would naturally come to me when the time came, so I had to give up.

It's late August, and the hot and boring summer is coming to an end, and autumn is getting stronger.

During these days, Long Wenyu offered to take us to the city center several times to play, but I politely declined. After all, we are fleeing now, but we don't want to make trouble, so we should wait for the limelight to pass.

Except for practicing, I have nothing else to do with the fat man in the Long Manor, and my main task every day is to patrol.

We said we were patrolling, but we were actually wandering around the manor.

Long Wenyu was afraid that I would be bored with the fat man for a long time, so he specially asked a bodyguard who was familiar with the environment in the manor to follow us, all of whom were tour guides.

Here is the Laoshan mountain area, the east is high and the cliff is near the sea, the west is gentle and the hills are undulating, the mountain range takes the Laoding as the middle, extends to the four directions, especially the northwest and southwest directions extend longer, forming the four branches of the giant peak, the three standard mountains, the Shimen mountain and the Wushan mountain.

The remnant vein extends north along the east coast to Jimo, west to the shore of Jiaozhou Bay, and southwest to the island city area, forming a mountainous area stretching for hundreds of square kilometers.

In this kind of treasure land surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is naturally not wrong.

After lunch that day, I took the fat man, the fat bird, and Lao Jiang, the bodyguard assigned to us as a tour guide, and walked around the mountain path with three people and one bird.

It had just rained, the sky had not yet cleared completely, the roads were slightly slippery, the air was fresh, and the content of negative ions was high.

In the pine forest, which is not dense, there are many mountain birds, and the cries are loud, and occasionally one or two hares or grasshoppers come out of their feet and disappear in a blink of an eye. I heard that there were tigers in the Laoshan area in ancient times, but now they have long been extinct.

Unknown wildflowers bloom in a variety of colors on the wet soil and weeds, and some even grow from the crevices of the rocks, and the petals are covered with dewdrops.

After the rain, a faint mist envelops us, hazy and smoke-like, making people feel like they are in a fairyland on earth.

I was in a good mood and chatted with Lao Jiang and the fat man.

The bodyguard named Lao Jiang is actually not very old, that is, in his early thirties, he is from Xiangxi, not tall, strong, very talkative, and he has long been familiar with us in contact these days.

At this moment, he was talking to us about the corpse expulsion technique in Xiangxi, and said that there is still a true descendant of the corpse in their village.

I have heard the master talk about the corpse expulsion technique, but it is far less vivid and specific than what Lao Jiang said, and I can't help but increase my interest, on the surface I am not smiling, maintaining the style of a master, but in my heart I am very curious, as if I have been stuffed into a book of 100,000 whys.