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"The light of the levitating pestle is not powerful!" I said. Biquge.info81

Hong Si snorted softly, and then said confidently. "You believe in me."

Come to think of it, instead of sitting here and thinking nonsense, it's better to see if the levitating pestle really works.

I took the rope off my neck. I looked at the dark gold column. There was a slight warmth in my heart. With a flick of my finger, a large number of ghosts appeared in front of me.

I looked at the ghosts, familiar and unfamiliar, and smiled, "Let's move around freely, I've been in it for so long, but don't run too far, it's still very unknown here." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, a familiar figure threw himself into my arms, and I looked at the coquettish little Lingzi in my arms and smiled slightly. "Long time no see."

"Daddy! I miss my dad so much...... It's good to have Uncle Yan. Xiao Lingzi raised her head, looked at me and said aggrievedly, and then saw Youyan who appeared in front of me, and said a little timidly.

Xiao Lingzi is still a little afraid of Youbian, after all, she was also left out in the cold for a long time because of Qianhua's affairs.

Youbian just nodded casually, and just ignored it.

I touched her head comfortingly, and said, "Go play with the doll, don't run around, and come back as soon as you notice danger?" “

"Well, good dad, Reiko and Doll have been here for a while, and they are very familiar, Reiko understands."

I was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Xiao Lingzi and Doll had been here with me for about two weeks, and it was not a big problem to be familiar with this place at all. I was a little more relaxed.

I looked at the bustling crowd in front of me, shook my head helplessly, and shouted to Xiao Lingzi, who was a little far away from the doll: "Take them to familiarize themselves with it, don't have an accident." “

With this group of ghosts, although with the offering of the levitating pestle, I don't have to worry about the food of these guys, but for them, I still have a headache.

I looked at the dim levitating pestle and suddenly remembered that he had failed on the road.

His fingers tightened, and he didn't know if he would malfunction again at this time.

The small scars on my fingers had healed, but I knew how good my hand was, so I didn't hesitate to cut my palm with a sharp stone.

Some sticky blood flowed down, and I stared at the levitator closely, a little apprehensive about whether he would succeed.

Looking at the slight light of the levitating pestle, I breathed a sigh of relief. I picked him up in a relaxed mood, and suddenly remembered that I had released the ghost just now, which actually indirectly showed that I had established contact with him again, so there was no obstacle for me to feed with blood at this time. Thinking of this, I can't help but light a piece of wax on my head.

The light of the hovering pestle in the hand is a bit like a flashlight one degree lower, similar to the light of the mobile phone, but it still needs to be brighter.

I took the levitation pestle, spread the paper on my lap, and leaned over to look at the blurred font on it.

It didn't seem to be of much use, and I was a little disappointed.

"You can try to light it up from behind." Youyan, who had not spoken on the side, suddenly spoke. His tone was flat, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

I can't help but think of some scenes on TV, and think of those secret words that have been soaked in fire and water, and some acid and alkaline liquids to extract and release those information.

Looking at the paper in my hand, I felt like a state agent.

I was a little amused by my imagination, but I listened to Aribi, and put the levitating pestle between my legs, and I watched the faint light shine through the parchment.

It was supposed to be a light that didn't penetrate much, but I don't know why, but it was a slight glimmer along the parchment.

Not only that, but I saw that the crystal object that had been torn open by me was still slowly brightening.

With the light of the levitating pestle, I saw the original vague font, and suddenly it became clear as if someone had made a corrector.

It's like a student who is short-sighted for 800 degrees and suddenly brings him eyes.

Looking at the fonts clearly displayed in front of me. I couldn't help but sigh at the body of this thing.

Looking at the intricate veins on the crystalline objects, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at those fonts, I can understand them, and it's okay.

Move the levitating pestle slightly, and the font will return to its original appearance. I could only keep the levitation pestle on my lap and start looking at the contents of the paper.

"Move with the breath, breathe evenly, and gradually achieve two exhales and one inhale, imagining ......" I looked at the concise content in front of me and smiled bitterly, what is this bunch of things that look like martial arts cheats and yoga practice?

"It's supposed to be an internal force, right? I heard Lao Mo say that there is a qi in the human body, just like all martial arts heroes, of course, at this time, the traditional internal force has long been gone, but the rest of this should also help your strength to be better, when we used to be in the police station, when we exercised, we often went to find some wild internal strength methods to see, which is very useful. Hong Si looked at the handwriting on it, and then touched his chin and said.

I nodded to show that I understood, and my heart was a little hot, this is an internal martial arts exercise, a martial arts dream that a man can dream of!

It's really in front of me, although it's not orthodox, but I feel very content to learn some skins.

When I think about it, I just can't wait to give it a try.

"Wait!" Youbi suddenly spoke.

I looked up at him, and for some reason, the latter looked at the piece of paper and asked, "Do you remember what Mo Qianqian said at the end?" “

"What?" I thought for a moment, "It seems like you want me to learn this book." “

"Yes, the book, but now it's a piece of paper." Youbian said.

It dawned on me and I looked at the parchment in front of me. I deeply feel the meaning of this sentence.

"Could it be a mistake? Wrong! No way! How could Lao Mo be such a strict person? Hong Si first questioned for a moment, and then denied it.

I don't think it's a mistake on the part of Mo Qianqian, if that's really the case, then it means that the method we use is still wrong.

"What kind of mystery is there?" I held the piece of paper in my hand and thought to myself. (To be continued.) )