Lighting?

What is the light?

Qin Fangzhou was very keen to capture the change in Liu Xiaolong's expression.

There was a faint sense of foreboding, rising to my heart.

Liu Xiaolong glanced at Qin Fangzhou deeply, then turned his head and walked towards the wall.

On the wall, there was originally a black broken canvas hanging on, which was carefully pulled apart by Liu Xiaolong.

The ...... that catches your eye

It turned out to be an incense burner that looked rather weird.

There are no offerings, no incense, not even an incense burner, but why does it feel like an incense burner?

Because the moment he saw this table, Qin Fangzhou immediately thought of the zombie Taoist in the old Hong Kong film.

The table was made of sandalwood, and there were seven oil lamps on it, which were not lit.

"Master, which one?"

Liu Xiaolong asked.

The old man stared at Qin Fangzhou with a pair of eyes, and since just now, his gaze has never left.

"All on fire."

All lit??

Liu Xiaolong's face became even more solemn, he hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up his courage: "Master...... Xiao Zhouzhou is my iron buddy, no matter what the final result is, I hope you can raise your noble hand, even if there is something wrong with him, I want it to be his master behind his back......"

Zzi –

Before he finished speaking, a trace of sparks appeared on the old man's dry smoke.

He didn't turn his head to look at Liu Xiaolong, but the obviously very serious and cold aura on his body made people very nervous and depressed.

Qin Fangzhou also felt this atmosphere.

The battle-hardened aura on this old man's body, at a certain moment, is very similar to the head of a chicken nest!

Whew, whew, whew......

Seven oil lamps, all lit.

The light of the fire is a faint pale blue, as if this flame has an outer flame, only an inner flame!

Then, Liu Xiaolong took out a silver needle, on top of this silver needle, there was still a little bloodstain, Qin Fangzhou recognized that this silver needle was the one that pierced himself just now, and the blood on it was also collected from his body.

What is this doing?

Qin Fangzhou was still a little nervous in his heart.

But he did write that he would leave safely tonight, so ......

He could only wait and see.

And then again, even if he wanted to resist, there was no way.

One, two, three......

The bloody silver needle lingered for a moment on each oil lamp with a faint blue candle flame.

When a yellow outer flame appeared outside the blue inner flame, Liu Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief and covered the oil lamp that had successfully burned the yellow flame with a ceramic bowl.

Then, he picked up the bloody silver needle, went to the next one, and continued to repeat the action.

Every time it passed, the yellow outer flame would burn, and every time the yellow outer flame burned out, Liu Xiaolong would breathe a sigh of relief and cover the ceramic bowl.

Qin Fangzhou watched this scene silently, and probably guessed that this so-called lighting should also be a blood test.

It's just that this kind of blood test may be more stringent, anyway, it must be fundamentally different from the previous method of testing your own blood.

Of these seven lights, each of them may correspond to a possibility.

And the reason why this old man suddenly became so strict was precisely because Qin Fangzhou drew the strange blood-colored pattern in the intelligence that involved the truth of Li Wanru's disappearance.

Look at it, it's an extraordinary pattern!

Finally, it came to the last one.

At this time, the extremely serious expression on the old man's face had been significantly relieved.

Liu Xiaolong was not nervous at all, and it could be seen that although there was still a lamp that had not been tested, the master and apprentice seemed to have let down their guard against Qin Fangzhou, and perhaps in their opinion, it was absolutely impossible for the lamp to go wrong in the end.

Really.

At the moment when Liu Xiaolong put down the silver needle, a yellow outer flame burned out from the blue inner flame of the oil lamp.

"Hoo ......"

Liu Xiaolong wiped the sweat from his forehead, then quickly picked up a ceramic bowl and covered it on top of the oil lamp.

From beginning to end, Qin Fangzhou's eyes were fixed on the changes of each lamp.

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was stunned......

The yellow flame of the last oil lamp suddenly flickered and faintly turned black!

Yes.

Black flames!

Qin Fangzhou swore that this was the first time he had seen this kind of black flame in his life.

Fortunately, this situation was faintly seen from the gap at the moment when the ceramic bowl lid was on the ground at the angle of Qin Fangzhou sitting cross-legged on the ground!

Click.

The moment the ceramic bowl was completely buckled, a crisp sound sounded, and Liu Xiaolong smiled: "Master, I'll just say, how can there be a problem." ”

The old man nodded, and took a puff of dry smoke: "It's the old man who is too worried." Little doll, where did your master steal the information? ”

Qin Fangzhou looked cute and dazed on the surface, but in fact, he was panicked in his heart!

The flash of black flames just now really scared him!

Seemingly......

There is really something wrong with your own blood!

Although he didn't know exactly what the black outer flame that lit up by the last lamp meant, there was no doubt that if Liu Xiaolong covered it for even half a second at night, he might have a big incident today!

"I don't know, and I don't dare ask."

Qin Fangzhou came back to his senses and replied.

Actually, he was still a little puzzled.

This old man was so serious just now, obviously there is a secret hidden behind this pattern, and people who are related to this secret will have blood problems. But even if your own blood is fine, you can't guarantee that the "master" in your mouth is okay.

Why did he just test his own blood now, and suddenly his tone changed, and he directly determined that this information was stolen by his "master"?

Logically speaking, shouldn't you ask, what is the origin of your master?

As if seeing Qin Fangzhou's doubts, the old man spat out a choking puff of smoke: "If you have no problem, your master will have no problem." As for why the old man judged it this way, there is naturally a reason for the old man. You don't have to be nervous now, although the identity of the intelligence thief is not very obvious, but old man, I am my age, and I have long been surprised, I will not treat you like this. ”

Qin Fangzhou nodded, cleaning up his somewhat flustered mind.

"I don't know exactly where you got it. However, my master himself should not be an intelligence thief, and this compass seems to have been asked for by a person. ”

"Asking for it?"

The old man smiled suddenly, his face was full of wrinkles, but at this moment, he did not have the terrifying aura he had before, and was replaced by a kind of honey kindness: "Then your master must be a ruthless person, and besides, he is not an ordinary ruthless person." ”

Well......

Qin Fangzhou thought so deeply in his heart.

Although there are many lies in his description, this "ruthless man" is still very well evaluated.

"Seniors. So the compass brought me to you here, do you really have anything to do with this pattern? ”

The old man squinted his old eyes and took a deep puff of dry smoke: "In a way, it has something to do with it." That's before, though. For the sake of you, Liu Xiaolong is an iron buddy, and you are a junior apprentice who is just starting out in the path, so the old man told you this. If it was someone else, I'd blast him out. ”

"That'...... What does this pattern mean? ”

"Means quark coins."

“？？”

Qin Fangzhou was stunned: "Quark coins? What do you mean? ”

"It means that the old man can tell you."

The old man smiled slightly, his expression became more and more kind, and he spread his hands very kindly towards Qin Fangzhou: "However, one million quark coins, no counteroffer." ”

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