"I'm going to your side tonight, I want a quieter place to meditate and practice analytic postures. ”

Wen Li's eyelashes trembled, and she said softly, "Okay." ”

With what you want to do, time will pass slowly.

finally stayed up until the end of the first class in the afternoon, Wen Li drove a luxury car and took Xia Guang to the villa.

The villa is in the aristocratic district of Sihai City, this area Xia Guang has only seen on TV before, the housing prices are extremely expensive, and most of the people in the community are elite.

The garden-like structure, in the center of Sihai City, where every inch of land is valuable, is an extremely extravagant excavation channel, connected to the natural freshwater lake, with this as the center, along the lakeside, the villas are like pearls, and the most humanistic designers are dotted in this picturesque scenery one by one.

This design makes the villa itself a part of the landscape.

Wenli's villa is not in a multi-center location, but the surroundings are elegant, and it is very quiet on a high hill behind the meandering section of the river.

Entering the villa from the underground garage, the old butler with black gloves and an aristocratic atmosphere opened the door, he didn't say anything because Xia Guang was an unfamiliar face, just bowed slightly to welcome.

Dinner is already being prepared.

Wen Li took Xia Guang directly into the underground secret room.

The chamber has vents that connect to the floor, so it's not stuffy.

The interior is equipped with a red sandalwood coffee table and an antique large bookshelf.

On the coffee table was an antique twenty-one-string zither, and above the bookshelf were a scroll of paper scrolls, as well as a few yellowed sheets of crystal-sealed paper, and below were empty for people to read.

Obviously, this secret room is usually where Wen Li comes alone, and now she has brought Xia Guang here, which shows her recognition of him.

The two walked over to the bookshelf.

Wen Li turned on the light, picked between the paper scrolls with her fingers, pulled out two copies, and then tiptoed out a thin crystal.

The two stood by the bookshelf, leaning against each other.

Wen Li said: "These two axes are the most classic techniques in the analysis formula, although I am rubbing, but there is also the most authoritative explanation around, the font is small, you use a magnifying glass to see."

The paper in this thin crystal is very precious, and in the relics of the Divine Soldiers, my family worked desperately to grab a page of ancient red warlock notes.

And this red warlock, in historical records, is the third warlock.

The reds that can be numbered are all sapient, and the same third warlock seems to be given some kind of instruction when he dies and goes to some unknown place...

Because of the strength of these warlocks, the state simply cannot control them.

But on the other hand, the state's registration and filing of the red warlock is actually very confidential and strict, and every dying red warlock can return to China to enjoy the treatment of ancient emperors, and after death, the red plague can also be controlled in time.

Similarly, the Red Warlock who deliberately evades registration in the opposition is a terrifying timed atomic bomb.

One is that they use the power of red to do evil, but that's not the most terrible.

The most terrifying thing is that after the death of these red warlocks, red gradually evolved into a red plague.

The red disaster in our school has been dealt with as soon as possible, but it still caused a girls' dormitory building to burn down, and you can even see a lot of residual traces after you entered the school. ”

Xia Guang nodded, and pressed the first scroll with his hand.

The scroll has the same analytic structure as the golden crow seen in the morning, with a middle pattern surrounded by interpretation.

This is actually a technique, a kind of thinking.

Xia Guang took the magnifying glass and began to study it slowly, gradually devoting himself to it.

Wen Li quietly walked away, she knew that the most important thing for a red warlock was silence.

Whether it's parsing, meditating, activating, forgetting, you need to be quiet.

With the presence of red, the talent of the warlock will be displayed, and with the most authoritative and detailed analysis of the guidance, his man will not go astray.

In the quiet secret room, the golden lights are brightly lit.

On the side of the rosewood bookshelf, Xia Guang held a magnifying glass, read line by line, and pondered.

I don't know how long it took.

He even forgot about hunger.

Wen Li didn't come to bother him either.

Dinner was already cold.

The black-gloved old butler squinted, but didn't say a word.

A silver lion candlestick lit on a long table envelops the space in warm light.

Wen Li began to eat by herself, took a portion of salt-and-pepper pig's head, poured a cup of Baer Lafite, and began the meal with the most perfect posture with a knife and fork.

Wen Li suddenly opened her mouth: "How long did you say he would meditate for the first time?"

"Miss's first meditation took three days and three nights, the master spent four days and four nights, the eldest son is extremely talented, it took four and a half days, this future uncle, since he can be favored by Miss, then the old servant thinks about it, it should be about four days. ”

The black-gloved old butler made a decent inference.

Wen Li smiled slightly: "Then let's make a bet." ”

The old butler did not speak.

Wen Li said: "I lost, let you go, if I win, you help me do something." ”

The old butler asked softly, "Is it the snatching of the Red Disaster sample of the Golden Ancient City?"

Wen Li smiled charmingly, noncommittal.

The knife sliced back and forth on the porcelain plate, making a slightly harsh sound in the quiet room.

Cut a piece of pork head, put it in your mouth, and taste it quietly

Well, fat but not greasy.

"I bet he'll meditate for seven days, or more. ”

After Wen Li closed her eyes and meditated, she suddenly spoke.

The old butler looked shocked: "This is impossible!"

"Then do you bet or not?"

The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief, he had connections to go to Jin Gucheng, but he didn't want to use those relationships at all, but if he could leave the Wen family, it was also what he longed for.

After thinking about it and meditating for seven days, this uncle is going against the sky.

Impossible.

He decided to take a gamble.

So, the old housekeeper with black gloves nodded: "As Miss wishes." ”

Wen Li raised her head, her lips still had a greasy color, and the candle flame was full of a mixture of charm and greed.

"Is there anything else that the old servant needs to do, miss?"

"Tomorrow morning, go and ask him for a vacation, first for a month. ”

"Yes, miss. ”

The old housekeeper with black gloves stepped back.

For freshmen, taking a month off after enrollment is equivalent to being dismissed, and the school does not dare to hide it, because once someone reports it and someone from above comes down to investigate, the consequences are unimaginable.

But the old housekeeper is different, he has a relationship, and he can ask for this leave.

After Wen Li finished eating the pig's head meat, she opened a thermal storage cover, and the cover was not a high-grade dish, but... Instant noodle!

Seemingly... President Wen Li, one of the three giants of Changfeng University, also has one attribute: a supporter of junk and greasy food.

But unlike others, she drinks not water, not carbonated drinks, not fruit juice, but Lafite of eighty-two.

"Husband, don't let me down, I have more confidence in you than in myself. ”

Senior Sister Wenli looked in the direction of the basement and fell into deep thought.

And the basement at the moment.

Xia Guang was sitting on the ground, and the first "fragment" from the Red Emperor appeared in his consciousness.

It was a monstrous giant insect with an icon-like crown and purple scale armor!

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