In the Dragon Mystery, Black Tiger Tom lies on the ground, curiously watching the gray ants crawl around on a green book, turning a page from time to time.

"Do you just know how to crawl around and understand what's inside?" It finally couldn't help but ask.

The little gray ant raises its two front paws and shakes its tentacles disdainfully, looking like "I don't want to talk to you".

"Damn, you ungrateful ant! If it weren't for my hard work to get you back, you would have become the first eunuch ant in history! Are you despising me now, instead of being grateful? Do you do this to your benefactor? Tom Tiger said indignantly.

The little gray ant didn't speak, just turned the ant's ass to Tom Tiger's head.

"I know, you still hate me for looking for Daqing to reincarnate you as an ant queen, but isn't that a way? I didn't know that my master had such magical powers, and that he could still live with a severed limb, and you must have been broken for days, and it should have been spoiled......" Tom Tiger chattered like an abandoned woman.

There is no way, it found that the little gray ant is gradually approaching the chivalrous armor recently, and the centrifugal tendency with itself is becoming more and more obvious.

This is worth it, the baby who has been raised so hard is absolutely unbearable if it is pryed away by others!

At this point, the little grey ant seemed to hesitate when he heard Tom's complaint, and then began to write on the book......

"You have a bit of a conscience." Tom Tiger immediately lowered his head and began to read the words.

When it saw it, it was immediately shocked and said, "It's this strange book!" That Bai Shixin is really a tyrannical thing! I'm afraid he doesn't know the true value of this book at all, otherwise he would have to keep it close to him. ”

Before it could finish speaking, it looked around in a sneaky way, lest anyone hear the scream it had just made.

Someone has already heard it.

In the system space, the uncle wondered, "What is that Tom called?" I couldn't understand what the little gray ant had written, and I didn't see anything peculiar. ”

Fang Ning also wondered: "I don't know, after you sent the little ant and that large pile of books into the Dragon Mystery Realm, it quickly found that green book, but it kept crawling around on it, could it have any special sensing ability?" ”

"That book is just an ordinary history book, I have read it dozens of times, it is not a cultivation secret book, nor a treasure map, nor is it a confidential technical information. It's strange that this little ant can see something special. "Uncle is very depressed.

"It's easy, why don't you go and ask it?"

"No, you're the most idle, you ask." Uncle said unusually.

"I'll go, I'll go, that Tom Tiger seems to have other ideas, it has always been greedy, if you dare to take it for yourself this time, you will go to Daqing and turn it into a tigress......" Fang Ning said without caring at all.

"Okay."

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Tom Hu, who was reading hard in the secret realm, suddenly felt a chill in his lower body, knowing that someone was beating his own idea again, and he was angry at the moment.

I have made compromises and made a mount for more than half a year, but I still can't live in peace?

As it was thinking, it suddenly looked up and saw the Dragon Prison Guard, the Lord of the Secret Realm, the spirit flying towards it.

"Thomson, what were you talking about? What did this little ant write just now? Fang Ning didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and asked directly.

Black Cat Tom's eyes moved, hey, it turns out that Xia Kejia is also a person who does not learn and has no skills, and he doesn't recognize this kind of upper realm necromancy text that the little ant just wrote.

It's a shame that he is still a real dragon, and it is estimated that he was also a scumbag dragon back then......

It's not surprising that this little ant can be recognized, probably the other party has also received the inheritance of the upper realm, after all, it has a strange talent, has a rare necromantic talent, and if it can't be done well, it can become a clan of its own and shock the world.

Fang Ning often pretended to be an Upper Realm True Dragon, but when it came to various details, flaws were revealed. Fortunately, the ability is excellent, and those flaws will be automatically made up by others, just like Tom now.

After Tom determined that Xia Kejia was a slag dragon, he made a decision in an instant.

It decided to tell a big lie and see if it could swallow the strange book.

"Oh, my lord, it's like this, this is a cookbook that records most of the well-known recipes in the upper realm. Probably because Bai Shixin was worried that he would not be able to eat the food of the upper realm in the future, so he specially compiled it for future use. It just so happens that Tom Tiger is good at cooking, why don't you let me make a copy of it now and give it to adults to taste? Black Tiger Tom said solemnly.

Fang Ning was noncommittal, just lowered his head and said to the little ant who was still running around in the book: "Brother Ant, is this guy right?" ”

The little gray ant hesitated, shook its head, and nodded.

"Hey, it's a recipe. I just don't know how these upper realm recipes are different from those on Earth? Although Fang Ning felt that something was wrong, there was no evidence to attack, so he could only endure it first.

"Oh, these are top-notch recipes made with Genki materials, which were not available on Earth before, but now they can be made. When taken for a long time, it has the great effect of increasing qi and blood and increasing mana, which is far better than all kinds of medicinal diets for human beings. In the Upper Realm, only the children of the great clans can enjoy it. Based on this, even if it is a cultivation waste, it can be superhuman. Tom Tiger said vigorously.

"I see," Fang Ning felt that the other party had a bit of sense, and said immediately, "It's rare that you have this kind of ability, so it's too early or late, today you can choose a few of them, and then make them for everyone to taste." ”

"Okay, my lord, I'll do it right away, just in terms of materials?" Tom Tiger is very proud in his heart, as long as he learns the content of this strange book, the day when he turns over will not be far away.

"Make a list of what you want, and I'll be allocated to you right away." Fang Ning took care of everything, as if he regarded the uncle's space preservation area as his own.

"Thank you, sir, then I'll start making a dish recorded in this book now, called 'Fried Yuan Fish', which seems simple, but in fact it is a test of skills, only cultivators can make the taste of it as a chef." Tom Tiger pretended to be self-satisfied.

"Okay, you can get it." Fang Ning was watching from the sidelines, there was always something wrong in his heart.

Is Bai Shixin a fool? It's hard to live, and you have to be so particular about your appetite? Do you want to record all the famous dishes in the upper realm?

Tom Tiger was secretly proud in his heart, the little ant just told it that this book is a double ciphertext, through a specific reading method, how many words are skipped, and then turn back and splice a few, which constitutes the first ciphertext.

Then the content that is interpreted in the same way is concocted, but the rules of interpretation are completely different, and then a new content is obtained.

In the end, the true face of the book was revealed.

It can be said that if it weren't for the little ant's extremely high talent for treasure hunting, ordinary people would never have discovered the secrets of this book.

Even Bai Shixin only discovered the beauty of the mountains and rivers on the first layer, but did not see the death and blood on the second layer......

Tom Tiger thought as he quickly set up the stove and boiled the pot to cook.

If you want to fool the past, you have to show real skills, so as to avoid the suspicion of the other party.

After all, he may have been exposed, others are using him, and if he doesn't show his value, he is easy to be regarded as an object of abandonment