"Flames?" I saw that the old man Fan Qi's face immediately became gloomy, and he nodded slightly in front of Fan Li and Jialan.

"That's right, the moment we opened the Hidden Capital, the raging flames suddenly erupted, and two of us were devoured in an instant." Speaking of these two people, Fan Qi couldn't help but take a deep breath, Fan Li smelled the tense atmosphere, saw that the old man was breathing heavily, and he was almost about to have a heart attack, so he hurriedly changed his words and asked.

"So what's so magical about this dagger?"

"I don't know much about this, but after that experience, I drew the dagger by impression, and I asked everywhere for advice, and then I got some news from an antique dealer, who told me that two years ago he had found such a piece of cloth in a gold box, and the cloth had this dagger painted on it." Fan Yi looked down at the cloth in his hand. "I was also surprised when I saw this cloth, the dagger was indeed the one we saw, but what does that mean? When I then inquired about the whereabouts of the golden box, the merchant shook his head and said that the box had been bought by a boss four months ago for nine million, and that it should now be in his possession. ”

"Nine million!" Fan Li and Jialan almost shouted.

"That box must have been made to protect this cloth, so I think the thing on the cloth may be hiding something like a treasure map, and this dagger is probably worth a fortune, alas, if I had taken the dagger out at that time, instead of discarding it, maybe you wouldn't have to be forced to rejoin the life of the Soul Thief today." Fan Qi shook his head and sighed.

Fan Li didn't want to let the old man know about his relationship with Boss Jin and the death of Brother Jiu, so he said goodbye to his grandfather in the afternoon, and when he left, Fan Qi handed over this cloth to Fan Li, saying that it was useless for him to keep this thing himself, and it was a gift for him.

"I think grandpa still has something to hide." Leaving the low mountain and passing through the village, Fan Lixi kept his head down and pondered, not paying attention to what Jialan was humming over there, until he walked out of the village and got on the bus, and then he heard Jialan's words.

"Grandpa has his own problems, so I don't know." Fan replied that he took out a scan of the cloth, and in order to prevent the loss of the cloth, he had taken a photo and uploaded it to his network hard drive. When he was at his grandfather's house, he felt that this dagger was strikingly similar to the one he had seen before, but it was slightly different in some place, and he couldn't pay full attention to the dagger because he had to concentrate on listening to his grandfather's story. Then he thought about it all the way, and later found that the carvings on the cloth were almost all blurred, as if covering a thin veil. The dagger he had seen before was not like this, the carving was clearly visible, but a blue glow appeared later.

Jialan has been watching Fan Li, sometimes looking down at the scan in his phone, sometimes looking up at the scenery outside the car window, his brows are tightly locked, his mouth is closed, and he has maintained this expression for more than two hours. Later, Jialan couldn't bear to be so lonely, so she took out her headphones to listen to music, and then she couldn't help but fall asleep tiredly.

What is the connection between the temple with the blue dagger, the Fang Tian painting halberd and the startled corpses in the flame temple, the nine-tailed spell spirit, and the monsters that attack them in the temple?

As everyone around him fell asleep, he secretly took out the cloth and unfolded it to look at it closely. The outline of the dagger is not very blurry, but it is very clear, but when it comes to the carved texture on the hilt, the lines become blurred, and such lines seem to have been deliberately drawn by the painter.

I don't know if it was because I was staring at it for a long time, or if I was infected by the snoring around me, and I felt tired, Fan Li actually saw a faint blue light in the blurred place on the cloth. He suddenly had an epiphany, if this vague appearance was added with color, wouldn't it be the appearance of the dagger emitting a blue glow? But Grandpa didn't say anything about the blue light on the dagger, and the dagger he saw in his dream didn't always glow blue, could it be that the dagger that someone looking for a drawing saw was different from what they saw?

Fan Li pondered, Jialan next to him suddenly woke up and patted his shoulder, it turned out that he had been thinking about it for too long, and the six hours had arrived so soon.

"I said, what are you thinking about these days?" While Jialan was waiting for the plane, she finally couldn't help but ask lonely.

"I think there's something wrong with that dagger." Fan replied.

"You think there's something wrong with everything." Jialan looked up at the TV hanging on the glass wall, showing a singer promoting a milk brand. "Today's artists are really profitable, and they can eat a few full meals in a high-end restaurant with a casual endorsement of milk, and gain fame and fortune."

Fan Li's mind was clogged with messy thoughts, and when he looked up at random, he saw that the star on the TV was a certain singer he had seen before, and the reason why he could recognize her at a glance was because her face was different from other people's, it was a foreign face, but her mouth spoke fluent Mandarin.

"She seems to be called Qin Ziyang." Fan Li said casually, and Jialan looked at him with wide eyes.

"You know all this?" She scoffed. "I thought you always liked to bury yourself in your circle and ignore the outside world."

"In those years, because of my grandfather's request, I just lost my job, so I looked for songs to listen to on the Internet, and I found that she was very special, I heard that she started a national tour in her junior year, and I didn't even see it in college, it's really different, what? Do you know this person too? ”

Jialan nodded. "When I was a tour guide, I also liked to listen to songs, and I also went to her concert, at that time, she opened and closed her mouth to say something about dreams, which was very fascinating, and then she disappeared for some reason, and she couldn't hear her songs again, who knows that now it's coming out again, I really want to see if she has a concert this year."

"You're so lightweight, we can't protect ourselves, and we still care about this." Fan Li smiled disdainfully. "People like them are so good, they rely on their singing skills to make money every day, even if there is negative news, they are not afraid of crooked shadows, and they will pass after a while, and they don't have to carry too many secrets like us."

"How do you know they don't have secrets of their own?" Jialan patted Fan Li's shoulder. "God is fair, and every family has a scripture that is difficult to read."

"By the way, show me the Nine-Tails Spell Spirit." Fan Li thought of the stone, grandpa said that this thing is extremely important, so he wanted to find some connection from it, Jialan was not stingy, and also seemed very unprofessional, she didn't seem to worry about such a priceless treasure being seen by others, so she took it out of her pocket and threw it to Fan Li.

Fan Li looked at the nine-tailed fox above in a daze, and after looking at it for a long time, he only felt that the sky was spinning, as if he was on a spaceship in the playground, and he couldn't stop at all. He felt his eyelids tingle and a wave of drowsiness hit, but something seemed to be stuck on his eyelids, and he couldn't close his eyes.

"Jialan!" He suddenly straightened up and shouted, but he saw a beautiful lakeside, surrounded by endless grasslands, and several swans fell into the lake and swam towards a mass of water and grass.

Fan Li's words immediately understood, and he jerked his head back, almost hitting a child's face, and the other man screamed, took a step back with a glass of red liquid, and then giggled at him.

"Aren't you a spirit thief? People like you have seen more evil spirits than we have ever seen, how can you be shocked? He said with a smile, and the smile made Fan Li sick.

"Does that matter?"

"It doesn't matter, aren't you spirit thieves just the protectors who live underground, nervous all day long, what to say to listen to the voice of the spirit, what to smell and look for the grave, usually don't go out, nest at home, and the most important thing is to do everything with a calm attitude." He said so many characteristics of the Spirit Thief in one breath, and Fan Li felt that he was right. Except for Fan Li, the spirit thieves on the road seem to be like this, and the reason why Fan Li's is an outlier is because he has regressed early and has not yet developed such a habit.

"Who are you, am I dreaming again!" Fan Li looked down, the chair at the airport disappeared, he sat on the lawn, he stood up, looked around, there was no shadow of the plane, he must be dreaming, he slapped himself hard, and there was a spicy pain in his face.

"Oops! I hurt for you. The child next to him continued. It's not a simple dream, it's your subconscious. His later remarks aroused Fan's interest.

"Subconscious?"

"If you have doubts in your heart, you will naturally find an outlet to solve the problem, just like a group of ants trapped underground, there will always be a few bite through the soil layer to take everyone out, the human brain is an ant nest, each showing its ability but closely connected, and at the critical moment, there will be new cells to replenish the old cells before."

"I do have doubts." Fan Li raised his hand and saw that he was holding a goblet containing red liquid in his hand at some point, but the shadow of the nine-tailed spell spirit was gone. "Huh?"

"How?" The wine glass in the child's hand suddenly disappeared, and the nine-tailed spell spirit appeared in his hand, Fan Li wanted to reach out and grab it, but he felt that his hand was restrained by a force.

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, in fact, life is not easy, do you know what Qin Ziyang wants to do? What she wanted to do was more than singing, something you spirit thieves couldn't have ever dreamed of. ”

Fan Li was a little confused by the child's words, how could his words be the same as Jialan's words just now.

"How do you ......"

"I'm just the answer in your brain." The child interrupted Fan Li. "Do you think there is a problem with the dagger and Qin Ziyang has a problem, then you have no problem?" The child suddenly turned to Fan Li. "Hey, you broke my cup!" He suddenly let out a piercing scream, this scream made Fan Li creepy, he looked down, out of nowhere, a blue flame rose from the top of nowhere, burning the goblet, he was so frightened that he let go of the cup, the cup fell to the ground without making a sound, but he didn't care about the quality of the cup, because the blue flame stuck to the palm of his hand like a piece of bubble gum.

"If all the troubles are you can get rid of, why should we work hard to achieve our dreams?" Fan Li looked up at the child, he looked at him with a strange smile, Fan Li looked down at his hands, but found that his body trembled violently, and the nine-tailed spell spirit appeared in front of him.

"Hey, you can't let it go." A woman's voice came from overhead, and he looked up first to see Jialan half-sitting and half-standing, and then to see a beautiful face, he seemed to be moved by her beauty for a moment, and he was stunned and smiling at it.