After slowing down for a few minutes, Fang Jin felt a lot better.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the door to the bedroom that had been closed had been opened, and he knew that the little ghost should have sent everything up.

I got up and walked out of the bedroom, and sure enough! On the coffee table in the living room were five items, a black book, a red bead, a purple talisman, and two jade stones.

Fang Jin sat on the sofa and looked at these things, then nodded, these were Wu Jiu's entire net worth.

Two of the jade stones are energy reserve items, which are generally called spirit stones and the like in novels, and are usually used by Wu Jiu to speed up his cultivation.

And that purple talisman is a borrowed talisman that Wu Jiu himself has worked so hard to refine, and as long as he uses it at a critical moment, he can double his mana, but it is of little use to Fang Jin now, because he has not cultivated, so naturally he will have no mana, but he may be able to use it in the future.

As for the red bead, Fang Jin pondered for a while, then picked it up with his hand, the surface of the bead was a little warm, and if you looked closely, you could see that there seemed to be something swimming inside.

This bead was found by Wu Jiu from an ancient tomb, and even the book on the coffee table, the purpose of the bead Wu Jiu did not study it until he died, so Fang Jin didn't know what it was, and after playing with it for a while, he put it down.

In the end, Fang Jin picked up the black book, the book was not very thick, it looked like it was only a few dozen pages, and the cover was also pitch black, and there were no patterns or words or anything like that.

Picking up the book, Fang Jin didn't open it in a hurry, but first carefully recalled Wu Jiu's memory, the focus was Wu Jiu's research on this book.

After about five minutes, Fang Jin calmed down, and then gently opened the book, just like Wu Jiu's memory, there were no words on the first page of the book, only a simple pattern was drawn.

The motif depicts a humanoid creature struggling out of the dirt, covered in hair, with its mouth open to reveal four protruding fangs, and a pair of bat-like wings on its back.

At the same time as he saw the pattern, Fang Jin first felt a huge crisis coming towards him, the hairs on his body stood up in an instant, and at the same time, a bloody aura began to spread.

"Bang!"

Forcefully closed the book, all the illusions disappeared immediately, Fang Jin frowned tightly, this book is extremely important to Wu Jiu, from Wu Jiu's memory, I know that whether it is the method of using zombies to continue his life, or the method of being able to take away, Wu Jiu got it from the book, but it is limited to this.

This book is not for reading, if an ordinary person opens it, he may fall back into boundless illusions on the first page, and then he will become mentally exhausted at best, and he will become an idiot at worst, and this kind of soul is strong because of fusion, or only those who have cultivated in the body can resist it.

Although Fang Jin was able to resist the first page, it was useless, there was nothing on the first page, and only when he turned to the second page would information like a inheritance appear, but for him, the second page could not at all, even if his soul was stronger than ordinary people.

If he flipped it rashly, it would only cause his soul to be injured because he couldn't withstand the mental impact, and Fang Jin didn't want to try the taste of being injured in the soul.

However, although he couldn't see the information on the second page, Fang Jin didn't know anything, because Wu Jiu had successfully turned to the second page, so naturally there were some stored in his memory.

Although most of them could not be used because they lacked mana, there were still a small number of secret techniques that could be used by ordinary people, and this part could be said to be extremely important to Fang Jin.

Wu Jiu was also able to show his prominence among warlocks with these secret techniques at that time, and then waited until his realm was high to accept more inheritances before he had the idea of continuing his life.

This part of the secret technique includes the method of refining zombies, the use of witchcraft techniques, and a broken mantra, and Wu Jiu used this part of the mantra to cultivate mana.

However, this mantra Fang Jin will not cultivate, not to mention Wu Jiu's illness and old body, even if he is one step worse in practice, he may directly go mad and die, and the hidden danger is always reminding him.

"Alas!!"

Putting down the book in his hand, Fang Jin had to admire Wu Jiu's perseverance and luck, but he wouldn't do it, if he wanted to cultivate the method, it wasn't the only way, although there was only one person who could really have an inheritance in this period, but fortunately, Fang Jin had one more person besides Wu Jiu by his side, and that was Uncle You!

But there is the most important problem in front of Fang Jin, that is, Fang Jin was originally Wu Jiu's apprentice, although Uncle You is very kind and has a good relationship with him, but he will not accept Fang Jin as an apprentice anymore, and it is even more impossible to hand over the family secret technique to him casually.

Don't look at Uncle You, who usually looks indifferent, but his personality is indeed extremely stubborn, and the most important thing is that the view of the portal is very serious, and with the identity of Wu Jiu's apprentice, it is almost impossible to want Uncle You to pass on the Fa.

Thinking about it, Fang Jin's eyes looked at the two pieces of jade on the coffee table, if it really didn't work, then he could only give up his wealth, Fang Jin didn't ask for any core tricks, as long as it was the basic recipe that could be cultivated, although it was not necessarily very powerful, but it was safe, and there would be no hidden dangers if he specialized in the future.

After deciding on it, Fang Jin asked the little ghost to put the things back and take good care of them, and now there is one more thing waiting for him to do.

Looking at his watch, it was already more than eleven o'clock at night, and at this time most of the people had fallen into a dream, Fang Jin got up and took out a folding shovel from the warehouse on the side, then changed into black clothes, wore a peaked cap on his head, found a pair of gloves and came out, and finally thought about it and took a mask and put it on his face.

looked in the mirror, it was not bad, with the cover of night and this dress, it was impossible for ordinary people to recognize it.

After tidying up his collar, Fang Jin opened the door and walked out.

………

Three days later!

Fang Jin sat quietly on the sofa, his eyes staring at a thin book on the coffee table motionlessly, the book was very thin, only five or six pages at a rough glance, but Fang Jin had a rare trace of excitement on his face when he looked at the book.

Reaching out and gently picking up the book, as if he was afraid of breaking it, Fang Jin calmed down, and then carefully opened the protective page on the cover.