Chapter 173: Yellow Springs

Self-learning skills are activated, and knowledge points are memorized in your mind. With-Dream- . com

Although they are essentially about the mastery of knowledge, there are some differences between the two.

The former is equivalent to entering the brain, and the activated content can be remembered at any time and will not be forgotten.

The latter is the same as normal reading, which tests memory even more.

Otherwise, it doesn't make a difference.

Self-taught activated skills, since they have the logo of lv1, it means that they can be upgraded.

But the strange thing is that Ronan has read more than fifty books on economics, but he still hasn't risen to economics lv2.

He hadn't figured out what the criteria and mechanics of this upgrade were.

After sinking into the sea of learning and reading the files countless times, Ronan is finally ready to advance the timeline.

The National Library closes at 5 p.m.

This time, he didn't choose to read the file.

After satisfying his cravings at a nearby sushi restaurant, Ronan packed some salmon and tuna sushi, flagged down a taxi, and headed back to the lakeside courtyard.

Zashiki boys belong to ghosts, and they don't need to eat.

This sushi was bought for the cat demon.

Get off the bus and come to the lake.

It was about six o'clock, and the sun was setting.

After seeing the afterglow fade, Ronan took out the key and opened the door.

After a full day's rest, as well as the comfort of all kinds of milk smashing on the computer, Zashiki Boy's state has improved a lot, and the degree of transparency has also recovered.

After a few more days of cultivation, it is estimated that there will be no major problem.

Ronan puts the sushi on the table and motions for Eimi Fukada to eat.

It's obviously just a day, but I have read countless books repeatedly, and it feels like more than half a year has passed.

Turning on the TV, Ronan lay on the couch and watched the news.

Eimi Fukada is a cat demon who loves to eat fish, especially this fish dish sushi.

She didn't use chopsticks, she grabbed it directly with her hands, and ate it with relish.

After a while, the sushi in the box was eaten cleanly.

Fukada Eimi is like a docile kitten, and when she is full, she rubs it into his arms.

As long as you stroke her hair, you will show that you are enjoying it.

Ronan raised his finger and lowered the corner of his mouth, signaling that there were grains of rice.

Eimi Fukada grinned, stuck out her tongue and licked the rice grains out in disgust, lying on his lap.

Ronan watches TV on weekdays, and he uses it to play time.

Maybe it's the habit of reading books in the past few hundred days, and he is really a little unaccustomed to being so idle all of a sudden.

Soon, it was evening.

The mobile phone on the coffee table rang.

Fukada Eimi on her lap picked up the phone with her backhand, didn't look at it, and handed it over directly.

Ronan took it, saw that it was the caller ID in front of Tamamo, and pressed the answer button: "Hey." ”

"Rosan, it's me. ”

Such a polite tone is more like a tail.

Ronan asked, "What about her?"

Yuzao responded: "The third sister stalked all day last night, and she was too sleepy to go and rest first." She told me to call you in the evening and tell you what I had found. ”

"Well, I'll listen, you say. ”

Tamamo paused before and blurted out, "Luo Sang, it can now be confirmed that Jiu Tun belongs to a mysterious underground organization 'Yellow Springs'. The organization is very secretive and low-key, and there is no information to be found on the Internet, so there is no way to get more information. But what is certain is that 'Yellow Springs' has mastered the method of banning the soul body. ”

"Oh?" Ronan seemed to realize something, and his tone sank, "Have you found the soul of the four-tailed fox?"

"Not yet, Rousanne. These messages were obtained through the charm of a lone subordinate. ”

"Okay, there are thousands of roads, and safety comes first. ”

Hearing Ronan's serious concern, Ichio's tone was very well-behaved:

"Got it, Rosan, you rest early and get back in touch tomorrow night. ”

"Good. ”

Hanging up the phone, Ronan turned his head to look at the wall clock in the living room, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

"Hah~"

With a yawn, he hugged the curled up Eimi Fukada aside and got up to take a shower.

Before leaving the living room, Ronan also took a special look at the boy under the seat.

This little pervert is a complete Internet addict teenager, staring at the computer screen without blinking his eyes.

Come to the bathroom and unscrew the shower.

The water was rattling, and Ronan began to make a plan for what he would do tomorrow.

After a long time, turn off the shower and leave the bathroom.

Ronan, dressed in a bathrobe, returned to the bedroom.

Eimi Fukada kneels on a mat with a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the tip of her nose and pink silk pajamas.

Hearing the sound of the wooden door being opened, she lowered her head, looking shy.

Ronan's eyelids twitched, and his neck shrank back: "Why are you wearing Xiaoyu's clothes?"

......

The next day, the weather cleared and the birds left their nests.

Ronan got some food and took a taxi to Sensoji Temple.

What is really hammered now is that the underground mysterious organization 'Yellow Springs' is likely to imprison the soul body of the four-tailed fox.

The six-tailed fox soul body, which has never had a clue, also has a high probability of being imprisoned by 'Huangquan'.

And this king of the hundred ghosts of the great rivers and mountains, Jiu Tun, is the high-level of 'Yellow Springs', and they have an inseparable relationship with each other.

Even if you attack the Snow Girl, you won't meet with Jiu Tun.

He has never been able to get around this level.

The taxi braked and stopped outside the Sensoji gate.

Paying to get off the bus, Ronan passed through the Wind and Thunder God Gate and went straight to the second floor of the five-storied pagoda where Kunsha Gate was located.

Looking at the idol in front of him, he closed his eyes and called with his heart.

Oddly enough, there was no response to doing so, nor was it pulled into the illusion.

(′??? Huh?

Ronan was a little surprised, and returned to the temple of the old man.

I closed my eyes and called with my heart, and I was pulled into a fantasy.

The last time the famous knife was stolen, he still relied on the clues provided by this human to find it, and he was very impressed.

The old man looked kindly and asked, "Human, you won't come here again to ask for pills when you come this time, right?"

"No, no, no. Ronan laughed embarrassedly twice and shook his head: "I came this time to report a very urgent matter. ”

"Oh?" the old man touched his gray beard and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

"A few days ago, a meteor fell from the sky in the territory of the Neon Country, can the god of good fortune know?"

"Hmm......" Old Man Shou paused: "The old man knows about this, and the other Guojin gods are still investigating, and they have no eyebrows for the time being." ”

When Ronan was reading the book, he had a certain understanding of the local theology of the Neon Country.

Legend has it that Neon has a place that resembles the Heavenly Court of the Dragon Kingdom, called Takamagahara.

The natural deities that live above are called Tianjin gods.

And some because of the people's beliefs, build shrines, and become immortals, they are called Kunitsu gods.

In layman's terms, it is the difference between the local account of the neon country Gao Tianyuan and the foreign account.

"Lord Fukushin, I found out that this meteor is related to an underground organization 'Yellow Springs'. ”

According to the system's strategy tips, the second act [Streamer Star Death] is related to the Snow Girl.

And the Snow Maiden is related to wine swallowing, and they all belong to the organization 'Yellow Springs'.

So there is nothing wrong with directly saying that the meteor is related to Huangquan.

"Huangquan ......" the old man muttered the word, and his face changed greatly.