Zu Ling's outstanding personality performance does not stop there-

When I reached the entrance of the cave and could step out with my legs raised, he called out to me again: "Come back!"

Why is that what things call me?

When I returned to the stone wall, Zu Ling said in a serious manner that he had almost forgotten and wanted to praise me verbally. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I thought to myself, could it be that the idea of building a chessboard with magic was approved by him?

Not really.

There was basically no mention of the chessboard, except that the rats were so annoying that they quietly dug the cavern again, but fortunately I acted carefully, and closed it by means of a film, so that they could work in vain.

"The son is teachable, not bad!"

Hey, I almost cried laughing.

Actually, this is completely crooked, okay! Because I don't know about Lao Wang's little ninety-nine at all.

Besides, it is Lao Wang who brings the chessboard to the Zhuhai range to unfold, and it is Lao Wang who will operate it specifically, will he leave any flaws in this?

Zu Ling said, leaving things to Lao Wang to do, this is my most commendable approach; that guy is a hundred secrets: first, he has a weak heart, and second, he doesn't take the thin piece of paper I handed over to him to heart, and wants to borrow the chessboard as a cover for the exit of the tunnel, but the mechanism is exhausted, and it can be said that he is self-defeating.

When he discovers the truth, he will not even regret his intestines!

So, it's really interesting, haha......

Alas, look at this thing, it almost fell into the way of Lao Wang!

I secretly wiped my sweat and had to accompany Zu Ling to play haha.

After laughing, this time I really said goodbye to the ancestral spirit, and I planned to leave the picture space for a while.

Now it seems that the things that should be explained have been almost arranged, and the second time Lao Wang dug the tunnel, he was disturbed by the chessboard I made, so I simply let the old guy steal the fun for a while as comfort.

In addition, Dou Yue doesn't know the inside story of this matter, so he doesn't have time to report it for the time being, but my temporary departure has already been once, and he shouldn't make a fuss about my non-farewell.

So I went through the golden river and returned to the ancestral house in the real world, and after careful inspection, it was still the same as when I left, unchanged.

However, it was already dusk in the real world, so I simply lay down on the wooden bed and slept soundly, and waited until dawn before going down the mountain.

......

Energetically closed the door and went out, and the way down the mountain was still the same.

However, in the early morning air, I soon smelled a smell of burnt paper, wafting from the front.

I couldn't help but stop, sniff and tell that it wasn't the smell of burning paper, but other paper.

It seems to be mixed with the smell of burning white thatch.

It seems that there is someone in the way, but I don't know if it is friend or foe, but I think my father is no longer alive, and people go to tea and cool, so even friends have become enemies by now, at least no longer friends.

At this moment, I could have turned around and retreated to the ancestral house for shelter.

But I chose to move forward without thinking.

What is the use of retreating? There will always be a time when there is no way to retreat, so it is better to move forward.

I didn't slow down, I didn't take it in stride, I kept the pace I had just made.

However, the heartstrings can't help but be a little tight.

Descending the gentle slope, there was a man sitting in front of him, but the morning light was facing me, and the man sat against the light, unable to see his face clearly.

Between him and me, in the middle of the road, stretched out a long strip of paper, but in the center of the paper had been burned into a large blackened hole, and in the middle of the large hole was a cluster of incense, and smoke curled above the incense head.

I don't know what was on the paper before, painting, calligraphy, and symbols?

Whatever it is, what does it have to do with me! What's more, the purpose of burning paper is probably not to let me see it.

I sneered at the corners of my mouth, then stepped over the paper and continued to walk towards the man.

Hehe~ It turned out to be an acquaintance, the old man who painted.

I saw that there was still another piece of drawing paper spread out in front of him, but not a single ink spot on it had fallen, and the paper was as white as snow.

This old gentleman had seen it in Grandma Wang's house in the cemetery before, and he called his work a hexagram painting at that time, although there was a small fulfillment later, but I still didn't believe it, and I felt that those plots were very deliberately arranged.

It stands to reason that Grandma Wang is not a bad person, so the old man who is with her and seems to have a good relationship should not be a bad person.

But it's a little strange that he's here, though, so I can't let my guard down in the face of a familiar face.

Of course, after all, I have dealt with him, so I smiled on my face and greeted him politely:

"Hello old man, you really have Yaxing, so early in the morning to sketch in the field. ”

However, the old man lowered his eyebrows and did not hear me, as if he was completely unaware of my presence.

I was thinking about how to get through this hurdle, the old man had old arms and legs, and he couldn't have outrun me if he had to run, but now that he was in the middle of the road, I couldn't have done a hurdle overhead, which was very inappropriate.

Well, continue to patiently say, "Sir, please let ......"

But he still didn't respond.

Looking left and right, there is lush thatch, but it seems that there is a faint stream of the magic circle, and it seems that the detour is not possible.

What should I do? It's not my character to go back the way I came.

Obviously, the old man came on purpose to find fault.

But as far as I know, generally speaking, the big boss doesn't come out in person until the last minute.

In my opinion, now is the beginning, so will this old man run errands for people? At such an old age, and so hard, it is really not easy!

But for Grandma Wang's face, even if this is an old man who plans to petition and cheat, I can't be rude!

People just sit in the middle of the road, and this road is not exclusive to my Jiang Heng family, this is his freedom; besides, there is no such scene of "if we don't agree with each other, we will fight when we meet".

Well, then Wendou is good.

In the course of the confrontation, I had already seen the old man's drawing paper with paintbrushes, ink and paint, all kinds of colors, so I couldn't help but think nonsense.

So he quickly reached out and grabbed a pen, quickly dipped it in ink, and began to write on it:

"Please give way. ”

My calligraphy is naturally so ugly that I can't say anything, and even the posture of holding the pen is miserable, but the meaning is clearly expressed.

I think even if the old man pretended to be deaf just now, then it would be too late for him to pretend not to see now!

The old man looked at the crab foot handwriting on the paper without blinking, and his face was expressionless.

But he suddenly raised his hand and shook it.

No, maybe I'm mistaken, he seems to be wiping it in the air.

Then follow his gesture to see the words I just wrote, I go, where are the words!

The paper is as white as new.

Obviously, there is a mystery on this paper, not a mechanism, and it must be related to magic.

However, in my current state, I can't see even the slightest trace.