readx;? Chapter 142: The Secret of the Ancient Book

Xia Feng walked into the corridor with the safe, and suddenly a trace of fear came from his heart, what if he entered the room and was controlled by Xingyun?

Sitting in the stairwell, I carefully recalled the situation when I was controlled by Xingyun two months ago, when I lost consciousness for forty-nine hours while using the practice of divine arts, during which Xingyun controlled myself to surf the Internet for forty-one hours and visited more than a thousand websites. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As an alien high-level intelligent life, Xingyun is many times stronger than himself in terms of intelligence and strategy, so he won't be controlled by Xingyun if he doesn't practice magic skills? Xingyun definitely still has a back hand, maybe he has a timing device in his brain, and he doesn't know when he will be re-controlled!

Thinking of this, a feeling of imminent loss of freedom came over me, this is not just the loss of freedom, this is the loss of self-consciousness and becoming the walking dead! It shouldn't be that serious, right? At least nothing abnormal happened in the past two months!

What is the back hand of Xingyun? Communication with Xingyun is carried out through voice, could it be that Xingyun stimulates the back door in the brain through a special sound frequency? Possibly, it must be possible!

There shouldn't be any problems when you enter the room now, so how to communicate with Xingyun in the future? Xia Feng thought about it, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he could isolate the sound of Xingyun's special mobile phone, transmit the sound to the computer, and convert it into text through voice recognition software, so that he could not hear Xingyun's voice, so that he would be completely isolated from all direct contact with Xingyun.

Xia Feng was really happy about his ingenuity, picked up the safe and entered the elevator decisively. As the elevator worked, my heart began to weigh again. Anyway, he is also Xingyun's apprentice, he got a lot of things from Xingyun, but Xingyun didn't get anything, and after two months, he had to lock Xingyun in the safe, what should I do if Xingyun broke out?

There are a few more small advertisements on the door of 602, everything else is the same, don't hesitate!Xia Feng entered the password, "Click!" The door opened, and he mustered up the courage to open the door and walked in, there was a thick layer of dust in the room, and there was a cardboard box in the corner of the living room, and Xingyun should be inside.

Xia Feng didn't walk over, put down the safe and stripped off his clothes, the protective layer entered a state of complete isolation, picked up the safe and walked to the side of the carton, quickly took out the stainless steel thermos cup containing Xingyun from the carton, put it in the safe, immediately locked the safe, pushed the safe to the corner, and pushed the carton aside casually.

He rushed into the bathroom and began to rinse! The radioactivity on the stainless steel thermos cup containing Xingyun was too strong, and once the body was infected with radioactivity, there was no way to wash off the radioactivity on the body without dozens of rinses in ten days and half a month.

Xia Feng came out of the bathroom, picked up the radioactive detector, checked his whole body, and there was still an alarm sound near his hair, although the sensitivity of the detector was adjusted to the maximum, could he not shave his head?

Walking to the carton containing Zhao Hai's father's relics, the detector still made an alarm, but Xia Feng did not sigh in his heart, because fortunately, this carton is a little far away from Xingyun, with such radiation intensity, there should be no problem if you don't go to a place with a radioactive detector.

The cardboard box contained a pile of memorabilia, three photo albums, and fifteen books, five of which were handwritten thread-bound books. Xia Feng carefully examined everything with his divine sense, vision, and qi vision, and none of them had internal force imprints, nor did they have anything special material.

Didn't Zao Wou-Ki leave anything for Zhao Hai's father? Or did he throw away the things he left?

Xia Feng picked up five more thread-bound books, one is the genealogy of the Zhao family, the Zhao family is a big family, the ancestor of the first generation of the Zhao family turned out to be a prince, a thousand years ago. Zhao Hai is the only descendant of this family, but he didn't expect to die in a car accident!

Judging from the genealogy, they are all some names and eras, Zhao Hai's grandfather and five brothers, all of whom emigrated overseas, this genealogy was revised one hundred and twenty-one years ago, Zhao Hai's name was written last, and it seems that there is no content hidden in it.

If Zao Wou-Ki left any secrets, would his brothers know about them? If they did, it would be a big problem.

The remaining four are manuscripts of the four famous books, the calligraphy is beautifully written like a copybook, and the pages are a little old, as if they are often flipped. Could it be that there is some secret hidden here?

Xia Feng read the four famous books more than ten years ago, and now he only has a vague memory in his mind, and there is no way to compare it with the content in the book.

Looking at the laptop next to him, he could only sigh secretly, Xingyun must have done something in this computer, and he couldn't use it anymore.

Xia Feng took out a Force crystal from the Seven Star Treasure Box and lay quietly in the water of the bathtub, this is the best way for Professor Xingyun to absorb the Force, the Force is slowly inhaled from every pore and sweat gland on the surface of the body, and a feeling of comfort that has never been felt before spreads to every corner of the body.

In today's fight with Li Mengjun, his body was injured in many places, and there was a crack in the bone of his left hand, although he had used the Force to do an emergency repair, but now he can see that there are still many small cracks on the cracks in the bones, and the emergency repair can only be used urgently.

Compared with Li Mengjun, his divine sense is obviously much stronger than his internal force, and his martial arts fighting skills are much stronger than him, but he has internal force exercises and many treasures, plus these things, if it is a life-and-death fight, he can only escape.

How can I get these internal force exercises and treasures? Xingyun must have them, but how can I get them safely?

The next morning, Xia Feng went out early, and the destination was of course the bookstore, there were many editions of the four famous books in the bookstore, but there was no such font as Zhao Haijia, because Zhao Haijia's version was a manuscript, and it must have been copied according to the original font and paragraph order.

Xia Feng ran to four bookstores in a row and didn't find the version he needed, looking around in the bookstore, an old man with heavy glasses was sorting out books in the classical area, this must be a staff member of the bookstore, but why haven't they retired at such an old age?

"Old man, can you ask something?" Xia Feng asked very politely.

The old man raised his head and said with some dissatisfaction, "Do I look old?"

Xia Feng looked at the old man's face carefully, although his face was full of wrinkles, his skin was still a little smooth, he looked like he was in his fifties, but the old man was hunched back, and his whole person's momentum was a little old.

"Master, I'm really sorry, I just want to ask, are there any four famous books for sale?"

"Haha, young man, how can there be wire-bound books for sale in the bookstore, you have to go to the old bookstore to find them?"

"Antique bookstore, the first time I've heard of it, master, I don't know where the antique bookstore in Dongdu is?" Xia Feng was a little puzzled and hurriedly asked.

The old man glanced up at Xia Feng, Xia Feng suddenly felt as if his body was numb, what was going on?

The old man paused, "There are several antique bookstores in Dongdu, and I have been to one of them, and the address is No. 117 Duhou Street. ”

After thanking the old man, Xia Feng left the bookstore, always feeling that something was wrong. Is there something going to happen to the body?

Take a ride to the front of No. 117 Duhou Street, which is a remote street, there is a simple plaque hanging on the door of No. 117, 'Tongyi Bookstore', the shop is only more than three meters wide, there is a supermarket on the left, a restaurant on the right, and there are no bookstores or other shops around.

Xia Feng was full of doubts in his heart and walked into this bookstore, the bookstore was full of books, and a few students were rummaging in the middle, there were all kinds of textbooks, tutorial books, comic books, and expired magazines. On the wall was a handwritten advertisement with a crooked font, 'Ten dollars and five copies, random size.' ’

Xia Feng was holding a comic book of the Three Kingdoms in his hand, this turned out to be an old store, it seems that the old man in the bookstore didn't understand what he meant, he wanted ancient books, not old books.

When leaving the bookstore, Xia Feng saw the middle-aged woman sitting at the door, and asked casually, "Excuse me, is there a wire-bound version of the four famous books?"

The woman raised her head and looked at Xia Feng, "Which era do you want?"

Xia Feng was a little stunned, which era? It seems that there is a door! Thinking of the four books of the Zhao Hai family, how can I say that they were also a hundred years ago!

"Was there one from a hundred years ago?"

"Yes, but it's expensive!"

Xia Feng felt a hint of joy in his heart, how high can the price of old books be?"

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and shouted, "Xiaohui, take this brother to the back to find your grandfather!"

A teenager who was flipping through a book in the pile of books came over, and it turned out that this teenager was pretending to be flipping through the book, but he was actually a supervisor.

Xia Feng was a little amused in his heart, followed the young man into a very dark corridor from behind, and did not push the door far into a small courtyard, the courtyard was surrounded by antique bungalows, and there were a lot of flowers and plants planted in the courtyard, is this the legendary courtyard?

Coming to the double carved wooden door, the young man motioned for Xia Feng to wait here for a while, and walked in by himself. If this door was handed down a hundred years ago, then the owner of this house should be a princess, because this is the sign of the phoenix and the tiger.

It seems that the father-in-law of the middle-aged woman in the bookstore has a great background, and this is to lead himself to the study. Xia Feng looked around, a small tree with big leaves in the garden was very strange, and there were a few purple fruits hanging on it, as if there was a special smell wafting over, he couldn't help but walk over, what kind of plant is this?

Xia Feng's knowledge of plants is very poor, this plant is planted in a wooden box, and there is a circle of wooden fences around it, it seems that the owner of the plant cherishes this plant very much, and he wants to reach out and touch the leaves of the plant......

"Don't touch it with your hands!" came an old, hurried voice.