"I have a way to save Song Tianyuan. ”

As soon as Song Yi's words came out, it made people feel surprised, especially in this situation.

From what the elder said just now, everyone has roughly understood what kind of person the slaughtering dog is, such a person who has experienced the battlefield, and even has the courage to lead the team into the enemy camp is undoubtedly extremely difficult to deal with.

And the letter sent by the slaughtering dog has already stated that in order to save Song Tianyuan's life, the Song family must come up with 50,000 gold coins, and they knew from the beginning that the Song family would not agree, so the real purpose is actually to find an excuse to kill Song Tianyuan, and use this matter to affect the reputation of the Song family.

Therefore, as Song Tianhua, the master of the Qing Dynasty, said, a difficult problem was placed in front of everyone, either to take out 50,000 gold coins to redeem Song Tianyuan, which is absolutely unacceptable to the Song family today, or to give up Song Tianyuan, but the reputation of the Song family will be damaged immediately because of this matter.

Under such circumstances, Song Yi even thought that there was a way to save Song Tianyuan? Where did this young man get his confidence?

Although everyone admits that Song Yi's previous plan is indeed particularly amazing, but the current situation is very different, is it possible that Song Yi still has a way to turn the situation around and regain the initiative?

"Song Yi, you don't really want to exchange 50,000 gold coins for Song Tianyuan, right?" Song Yang on the side frowned and asked.

However, Song Yi shook his head: "You may all be mistaken, I don't think this is what the Wang family meant, and at the same time, it also means to slaughter dogs from time to time." ”

Hearing what Song Yi said, everyone was confused, obviously they didn't understand the meaning of Song Yi's words, isn't this letter a counterattack from the Wang family?

Several hall masters also frowned, including Song Cang, they didn't understand what Song Yi was going to do next, and just when Song Cang was about to ask, they saw Song Yi suddenly walking around the hall, he didn't walk towards Song Cang or Song Qing, nor did he want to find other people, but while walking, he let his eyes sweep over all corners of the hall, because the sky was gradually darkening, the light in the hall was very weak, in this world without electric lights, the only thing he could rely on at night was candlelight or oil lights.

Song Yi soon found what he was looking for in the council hall, a table.

"Cousin Song Yan, we are pressed for time, can you come over and help?" Song Yi greeted Song Yan who was not far away, and then walked quickly to the table.

Everyone looked at each other, no one knew what Song Yi's sudden strange behavior was for, but Song Yuan reacted immediately, although he didn't know what Song Yi was going to do, but just because Song Yi said just now, they all had to try.

Maybe Song Yi can do something incredible.

"Yan'er, puppet, you all go and help Song Yi and do as he says. Song Yuan said to Song Yan and Song Puppet beside him, and Song Yan and the two could only walk towards Song Yi with a confused head when they heard this, at this time Song Yi had already walked to the table in the corner of the hall, the table was not big, but it was enough for Song Yi, he put the paper letter in his hand and the sound transmission spirit device on the table, and then grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, and directly moved the table off the ground.

Song Yi wanted to move this table to the most spacious place in the hall, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Song Yan and the others coming, and the latter two were about to step forward and reach out to help Song Yi move the table, but Song Yi said to them: "I'll come by myself, you can go find some candles, it's too dark here." ”

"Uh... What the hell are you going to do?" Song Yi's strange request made Song Yan and the others very confused, and they couldn't help but ask.

"I'll explain to you later, but now I'll do as I say. After Song Yi finished speaking, he moved the table to the center of the council hall, and Song Yan and the others could only continue to follow Song Yi's request in confusion to find some candles that could be lit.

Song Yi quickly moved the table to the center of the council hall, and several hall masters also came forward at this time.

"Yi'er, how are you going to save Song Tianyuan?" Song Qing couldn't help but ask.

"Wait a minute, find something first. Song Yi still didn't respond to the questions in everyone's hearts, he could only pick up the sound transmission spirit device on the table and said, "Whether we can save Song Tianyuan next depends on how much preparation we can make before he contacts us?"

"What are you going to prepare?" However, several hall masters and Song Cang, who was not far away, still couldn't understand what Song Yi was saying.

Song Yi's answer was: "Prepare everything, we may have to analyze the person of the slaughtering dog." ”

Analyzing Slaughter Dogs?

At this moment, everyone couldn't understand it even more, could it be that Song Yi wanted to reason and analyze the current situation of the slaughtering dog as he did before analyzing Song Yan? Is this related to saving Song Tianyuan? Moreover, Song Yi was able to analyze Song Yan before because the latter was standing in front of him, but the slaughtering dog was not here now, and Song Yi hadn't even seen him, so how could he analyze it?

"That's it, Yi'er, although I don't know what you're going to do, but I'll ask you a question, how sure are you?" Song Cang knew that continuing to ask Song Yi would not directly answer their doubts, so he simply asked Song Yi how sure he was, at least to give them a bottom.

Hearing this, Song Yi pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Only fifty percent." ”

"Okay, I'll give you a try. After confirming Song Yi's grasp of this matter, Song Cang nodded directly, in fact, fifty percent was already very high in their ears, so Song Cang asked: "What do you need, I will ask someone to find it for you." ”

"I also need a map of Xinan Town, preferably with the terrain around the town. Song Yi said to Song Cang, but he chuckled in his heart, he suddenly doubted whether the world had the ability to draw maps, because drawing maps itself is a matter of high precision.

"Alright, I'll give you a map. Song Cang didn't hesitate for a moment, but he didn't let people look for the map, but directly waved his hand, and in an instant, a sheepskin scroll with a faint light swept out of his sleeve and landed on the table in front of Song Yi.

Song Yi looked at the scroll in front of him, and the worry in his heart finally dissipated, it seems that the people in this world still have some mapping ability, but when he reached out and opened the sheepskin scroll, he was stunned for a moment, because there was a blank on the scroll, what about the map?

"Yi'er, this is Turing. Song Qing on the side reminded Song Yi: "You put your hand on it and urge the vitality to try." ”

Turing? Song Yi reflexively remembered a British mathematician on the earth, who is known as the father of computer science and one of the founders of artificial intelligence: Alan Matheson Turing.

Well, Song Yi knew that this was just a duplicate name, after all, no matter how famous the scientists on the earth were, it was impossible for them to spread to this other world.

So what is this scroll called 'Turing' in front of you, and what does it have to do with the map?

With doubts, Song Yi slowly put his hand on the spread scroll according to what Song Qing said, and then he tried to follow the route of the meridians in his body to stimulate his vitality.

Airplanes!

A strange scene appeared to Song Yi, when he urged the vitality in his body, he felt that the scroll in front of him seemed to begin to absorb part of the vitality in his body, but this feeling did not disgust him, it was natural, and then, Song Yi felt that there was some kind of invisible fluctuation similar to the force field that began to spread around the center of the scroll, and the speed was very fast.

When Song Yi came back to his senses from this fluctuating feeling and looked at the scroll called Turing again, he was surprised to find that lines began to appear on the originally blank scroll, and these lines quickly covered the scroll, some formed mountains, some formed rivers and trees, and some turned into houses, and some very strange places were occupied by some kind of black, like a terrible black hole, and when the things on the scroll were completely formed, Song Yi finally understood what appeared on it.

That's a map of the entire Xinan Town, and it's three-dimensional.

Seeing the scene in front of him, how could Song Yi not be surprised, he also thought that this world without technology would be far behind the earth, but whether it was the sound transmission spirit device, or the Turing in front of him, he saw the magic of this world, in this world, people can use the sound transmission spirit device instead of wireless telephone, and the Turing scroll in front of him that can simulate the surrounding terrain in a three-dimensional way is simply more magical than holographic projection, not to mention that holographic projection has not really been realized on the earth, and people still use the pyramid built by holographic projection film to get out'Pseudo-holographic projection'.

With the sound transmission spirit and Turing, a full-stereoscopic mapping tool, Song Yi is even more curious at the moment, what new things in this world he has never seen?

Recovering from the amazement, Song Yi's gaze focused on Turing, everything simulated on the scroll was actually extremely dim, and there was no human figure, obviously just copying the surrounding surface, otherwise it would become a live broadcast of everything around.

At this time, Song Yan and Song Puppet came from not far away, they were holding a dozen candles in their hands, and Song Yi asked them to light all the candles and place them on the table to get enough light source.

And when Song Yi observed the magical 'Turing' scroll in front of him, Song Cang was also very curious about what Song Yi was going to do next, he slowly got up and walked to the table, wanting to watch it closely, and at this time, some family elders not far away were also curious and gathered around, but in order to give Song Yi enough space to move, everyone just gathered two meters away from the table, only Song Cang, Song Yi and the five hall masters approached to watch.

"The map has been given to you, do you need anything?" Song Cang looked at Song Yi and asked.

Song Yi thought for a while and said, "It's enough, but I don't know how much time I have left." ”

As he spoke, Song Yi's gaze turned to the sound transmission spirit tool on the table, at this time, he was about to race against time.

At this time, the things that Song Yi needed were already in front of him, in fact, it was not too complicated, it was a scroll of Turing, a sound transmission spirit tool, and the letter with the request of the slaughtering dog.

"Can you start?" Song Cang asked again.

"Hmm. Song Yi nodded, he picked up the letter on the table, and in the good light, he was about to start his own analysis.

But just as Song Yi was about to start his analysis of the slaughtering dog with what was in front of him, there was a sudden burst of sound outside the council hall, and then everyone turned their heads and looked out of the door.

Next, everyone saw that two guards escorted a messy figure and walked in from outside the door, the person who was escorted was still wearing the Feng Yuan lock, and although he had been tortured by torture and Song Yi's strong noise before, because of his own cultivation foundation, after recovering for a few hours, he had now woken up again.

After entering the council hall, the guard in charge of the detainees said:

"Tell me, the prisoner Song You has been escorted!"