"One: Live until nightfall."

"Two: Open the ancient well and jump down, it must be at night."

「......」

「？?？?？?？」

At that moment, Zuo Dao put countless positive and negative question marks in his heart and began to flip.

In these two headless and brainless, but like psychological hints, the screen was frantically swiped from his cognition, until after occupying his mind, he had a tenth of a breath of time, and he almost couldn't manage his emotions.

- Your world, isn't there a little bit of this thing like a branch of the ghost?

- There are several monsters in this world, didn't Lao Tzu really cross into it?

- Why is the concept of the main god of the system coming, why don't you sting again?

- You're ding, I'm obsessive-compulsive, and there's a ant crawling again...

A certain personality belonging to the deity in Zuo Dao's heart was instantly activated, and he began to complain frantically.

This time it's really no longer the 'former master's pot'.

The so-called red dust refining of the heart is not to keep oneself at the beginning of the practice, but to keep in mind the bottom line when practicing, and to be no different from ordinary people in the 'heart', to achieve the same dust as the light.

After this stage, returning to the state of cultivation requires that the original intention be picked up instantly, and that it is not disturbed by all external objects in order to be called 'out of the dust), but many practitioners, especially many decent people, mistakenly think that "going down the mountain to practice" is to maintain the "mountain" force, and finally blindly "suppress" themselves, and in the rolling red dust ordeal, they gradually close themselves, fold themselves too quickly, and finally let go of their wreckage.

Of course, it can't be said that the latter is completely wrong, it can only be said that this is not the stage that the initial experience of Hongchen should go through, so that there are many cases of overturning, and some people even doubt the purpose of their cultivation, give up their former goals, and successfully break their Dao heart.

All of the above is good.

What is unpleasant to say is that in the past, the cultivators of the world generally had a potential split personality, but this is quite tactful, and what is not tactful is that when they reached the level of the left path, everyone was a master of serious split personality, an extremely hidden criminal.

Therefore, once there was a picture in the world, except for the kind that is completely out of control, they are often polite and well-dressed, and even make people feel that he/she cannot be a hidden danger at all, which is not only a disguise, but also a way for practitioners to find their own humanity, and it is also a way to practice.

And the decent people, when they reach a certain stage, they basically don't have the so-called superior atmosphere, they can be more ordinary than ordinary people, more coarse than coarse people, and the various appearances of these cultivators have shaped their mysteries.

But in fact, for them, this is just an experience, and it is also a helpless method before becoming a "god", and it is not intentional, deliberately created.

[I have known an old book friend for ten years to recommend to me to chase books, @

Here, through the paper man, he also noticed that the fat man who followed Xiangbo to the back hall stumbled, causing the old man to say that he was unstable.

After looking at Yan Fang for a moment, they said a lip sync to each other, and then confirmed that everyone had received the same "news".

At this time, Zuo Dao looked around and found that even if there were clansmen coming in and out, they were each a little busy, or the purpose was obvious, and no one cared about them two "hairy boys".

This also confirms that the family status of the two of them is not high in the time and space environment at that time, or under the 'script operation' of the event node, their sense of existence is not too high.

It's good to get to the plot that "it" wants, but it also gives Zuo Dao a little chance for them.

Zuo Dao moved a few steps slightly, leaned over to Yan Fang's side, and said with a little emotion:

"Mountain god, you feel that way too, don't you?

"Suddenly, there was a 'memory' in my mind, and the specific thing I received was, 'Live until nightfall,'"

Yan Fang bowed slightly: "In the same way, this thing can be determined to be not a good thing."

"yes." Zuo Dao replied.

- confirmed... Yan Fang shouldn't have the second one in his mind.

The reason why Zuo Dao is so tempting is that the three of them are involved in the process of the branch of events, and they have exchanged information with each other at various stages.

And the keen he spotted a strange point.

- Even at the moment when he fell into dizziness, Zuo Dao could be sure that he heard some strange sounds, he naturally didn't think it was an illusion, but when he communicated with Yan Fang and the fat man, he found that they... Except for being unwell, there doesn't seem to be a situation like myself.

This is a very interesting point, but Zuo Dao didn't tell them, and the reason is naturally very simple, it is still a matter of trust and cognition.

How big is the brain hole of the people of the world, from movies to literature, who doesn't have infinite travel on the hour, the world of the heavens?

In the past, there was a certain personality of the left road who was obsessed with this time and couldn't help but praise it, and said: You melon heads really dare to think about it, think about it carefully, it seems to be quite reasonable, quite vivid?

Back to the issue of trust, Zuo Dao knows that this world is very cruel, and it can be seen from the mysterious logic of this world that people have to become "selfish" even if they are not "selfish", otherwise they will be greeted by all kinds of backstabs and all kinds of sneak attacks. ….

In other words, after Zuo Dao heard this information and sensed that there were other "tasks", there would naturally be a question - if others don't seem to have it, is there really no one?

Zuo Dao has a task 'two, let himself go to explore the ancient well.

Will the fat man have task 2 and task 3?

Will Yan Fang have task 2 and task 3, and choose to keep it secret?

If everyone gets the same information, Yan Fang's reaction and response will certainly not be the same.

That's why they all had this thought, when the three of them entered this place.

After Yan Fang's old experience found the hidden dangers, he chose to directly "open and honest" to let everyone show their value, while being less suspicious and more collaborative.

It also reflects his own lack of trust in the so-called friendship, the so-called faith, and the so-called duty when he may face a life-and-death crisis.

Yan Fang could accept that in times of crisis, he could go his own way or even kill each other, but he couldn't accept that he would break up as soon as he collapsed.

The meaning of it, Zuo Dao and the fat man both understand.

Therefore, Zuo Dao threw out his ability to the greatest extent, and from time to time he would reveal some special details to the two of them, increase his status and value, and ensure that at least he would not be stabbed in the back because he was too nonexistent, and found out what crises were combined by the fat man and Yan Fang, and then sold.

The fat man is the same here, he has no spiritual materials, and he is willing to bear the direct negative price to contribute, this is not only for the team, but also to show his value, although he sells miserably and screams bitterly, but to be honest - at the beginning of the acquaintance, he has not dropped the chain once, which shows his ability and IQ, and belongs to the habitual miserable player.

But these are all tacit categories.

It's not only embarrassing to say it, it's also difficult to work together in the future, but it's a tacit understanding if you don't say it, and it's the cornerstone of future cooperation, human beings are such a strange species.

During the brief conversation, Zuo Dao thought extensively, and then Yan Fang said:

"Let's split up for the time being, looking for something we can get our hands on.

"There's a situation on the fat man's side, or there's progress on your side, contact me with a technique."

Zuo Dao knew what the other party was referring to, nodded his head, and then separated.

On the other side, the fat man there.

They walked through the spacious interior of the ancestral hall, and finally they came to the back hall, where Xiang Bo knocked on the door and waited for a moment before pushing the door in.

In the back hall, there is a small square table in the middle, two Taishi chairs fall on each other, and an old man wearing a large number of gold and silver jewelry sits on the right hand, holding a cigarette stick in his hand and sucking a few puffs from time to time.

On the left hand is a middle-aged man, with wheat-colored skin, he does not have as many ornaments as the person next to him, but he is dressed plainly, and he sits next to a sword.

On the left and right, there are four slightly more modest circle chairs, sitting people of different ages and powerful faces.

Xiang Bo, who walked in, walked in from the right hand side with the fat man, and finally led to the middle-aged man sitting in the Taishi chair.

The middle-aged man glanced at the fat man at this time, looked up and down, and frowned a little:

"How did you make it like this, go to the outside of the ancestral hall and wash well, it will be your coming-of-age ceremony in a while, and it will be your big day at night, so adults are still running around, you must be honest when you get married." ….

The middle-aged man seemed to be responsible, and combined with the position where the man was sitting, and the tone, the fat man knew who this person was "his".

The fat man, who was worried about saying too many mistakes, could only respond, but the "eyeballs" in his heart immediately came alive, but soon wilted again.

- Grandma's, why can't it be right away, and it's still night... You phantoms may all be at night... The fat man thought.

"Go quickly, I still have important matters to discuss with the elders, and Xiang Bo is annoying you."

"Yes, Patriarch."

Under the gaze of the ten people sitting in the room, the fat man and Xiangbo quickly left, and the fat man felt that the thing on his back seemed to disappear, and just when his eyes flickered slightly, he heard a slight voice:

"Fatty, find a reason to go back to the ancient well before us, and I will attach a paper figure to you, and this paper figure will be responsible for observing this place."

The fat man didn't answer, and left silently, but he highly appreciated Zuo Dao's ability in his heart, which was so convenient, and the difficulty dropped several levels in an instant.

After the two left, the old man on the right seat, who was closest to the door, got up and closed the double doors, and then returned to his place.

Then they began to speak separately and negotiate separately, but there was no information in the details, but it also gave Zuo Dao a general idea of the general situation of this ethnic group, although there are still many contents that will be "silenced", which is obviously the power of the branch of events.

Even so, there is a lot of interesting information for Zuo Dao to discover.

For example, the Li family has its roots in Lishan and radiates to the nearby Fanjun, which is the future flower city, and the eight people sitting on both sides of the table were identified by Zuo Dao as elders and branch managers in their mutual addresses.

The scope of their main discussion this time was around the vendors and the trade road, but unfortunately most of them were also in a silent state, and the left road could not be known, which was a little regrettable.

However, as their conversation came to an end, the middle-aged patriarch's speech attracted the attention of the little paper man.

"The use of celebrations and coming-of-age ceremonies to induce aura is becoming less and less effective, and you can tell me if there is any way to remedy it."

After the patriarch finished speaking, the old man smoking a cigarette in the Taishi chair on the right side raised his eyelids:

"It's not that traitor's fault, he actually cultivated secretly without authorization, if we hadn't found out and controlled him in time, hehe......

The old man's words made the little paper figure floating in the corner of the room scratch his head.

"Although I don't want to complain, the traitor they said is probably from the ancient well, and through this, it can be determined that it is not a treasure inside, it is very likely to be

The sealed living man.

"But how is this possible? What celebrations and coming-of-age ceremonies do they use to induce aura, and what they want to achieve is not discussed. Just these ordinary people, how did they subdue and imprison a cultivator, it's outrageous-

"If it weren't for that, my paper figure wouldn't dare to snoop around so blatantly, even though my paper figure wouldn't be so easy to peep through."

The patriarch frowned and glanced at the old man next to him:

"Let's not talk about the matter of the wooden boat, when there is a suitable method, we will naturally dispose of him, and now the top priority is to find a way to solve the matter of those plant harvests through aura." ….

The old man sitting on the Taishi chair with a cigarette stick smiled:

"I'm afraid that when I die, old man, I won't be able to wait for you to deal with that traitor, why don't you give me that book and let us find a way to solve it?" Otherwise, it's not a matter of always sealing."

The eight elders in the audience had different expressions, but no one said a word.

Seeing that it was quiet, the old man's face was a little dull after speaking, and the middle-aged patriarch's face was not good: "Elder Chengxian, this is trying to destroy the ancestral teachings?"

"Huh... Ahem—" The old man snorted but seemed to be choking on a cigarette, and he waved his hand slowly:

"How dare you, how dare you, but your brother, not soon... Hey ......"

Seeing that the atmosphere was even worse, one of the elders hurriedly came out to play a round:

"Patriarch, Great Elder.

"The celebration will start soon, and so is the coming-of-age ceremony of the sect, so we have to prepare early."

As soon as the elder spoke, the other seven people also echoed, and it was obvious that except for the Great Elder, the other nine didn't want to talk about this topic too much, of course—not including the left way of eating melons hidden through the little paper figure in the house.

Seeing this, the Great Elder had no choice but to stop talking.

And the middle-aged patriarch immediately suppressed his anger:

"It's okay, then please trouble Elder Shin Xuan and Elder Shin Huang to go to that place and see if the person transporting the supplies has arrived.

"You need to be careful to count the quantity, and the Sands of Dreams must count and confirm whether there is any fraud in person."

The patriarch snorted as he spoke, and added:

"Hmph, those caravans who came over ███, all of them have black hearts and faces, help us treat us as mountain and wild people, our merchant houses in Fanjun have been fooled by them several times, this time I went over and brought some good hands and beat them."

The two elders who were named stood up and clenched their fists:

"Yes, Patriarch, I'll go now."

The patriarch picked up the tea bowl and drank it all:

"That's the case for this family meeting, and the rest of the elders will be busy with me preparing for this celebration first."

"Yes."

All the elders responded, but ... The Great Elder didn't say a word.

And the chief of the fathers and all the people should not see it, but depart, every man of his own.

Only the Great Elder was left, squinting and smoking a cigarette without a puff.

It was a long time before he whispered, 'Hey, 'Hey, 'Hey'.

......

In the mountains and forests, there are two people from the Li clan chatting with each other.

"You said Zhichong, Zhizhi Zhixiao, why haven't they come yet, it can't be that they are ready to participate in the celebration on purpose, right?" One person was a little puzzled.

"Look at the sky, it should be soon." The Zhichong next to him replied.

In fact, he was also a little puzzled in his heart, they were usually ordinary people in the family, but they would serve as the guards of their family in special times, and guard them at special times to prevent any accidents.

Although everyone is usually very lax, but at least there should be no mistakes in the handover, so he can only secretly anxious that the two of them come over quickly, otherwise the elders in charge of this area will be criticized if they follow up on the investigation, and if they come earlier, the two of them can still rush back all the way to barely cover up.

At this moment, there was a sudden movement behind them, and they hurriedly probed their brains.

I found that it was Zhichang Zhixiao's oblique waist knife trotting all the way, smiling apologetically

：….

"I'm sorry, Zhichong, Zhiwu, I was delayed for a while to play with my brother!"

After that, the four of them chatted briefly for a while, and they took over their positions and began to stand guard.

And to charge to Wu Fei Fei to go back to help the two people who delayed the matter to buy time to make up for it.

Not long after the two people from the previous class left.

The two who took over chatted for a while, and were about to disperse to be the secret post-

Suddenly, they felt a vicious wind behind them, and before they could react, they fell to the ground in the dark.

And behind them was Yan Fang.

He shook off his aching hands and his cramping legs, and he took off their sabers with a blank face, and gave them another blow to make sure they were unconscious long enough.

- Technique, steady.

After separating from Zuo Dao, Yan Fang walked around the ancestral hall and found that there were no suitable swords left, or that it would be outrageous if the ancestral hall had a hidden arsenal or something.

Worried about how to get two knives, he could only swing out of the ancestral hall, at this time, Yan Fang happened to see two young men with knives across their waists into the mountains and forests, which made him move at that time, and followed quietly.

And one step faster than Yan Fang was the little paper man on the left side, who deliberately ran out of Yan Fang's clothes, followed the two people who went into the jungle, learned their purpose from the conversation, and then returned to Yan Fang to talk about the other party's purpose.

This made Yan Fang's eyes light up at that time, and he decided to officially follow the past.

It wasn't until their handover was completed that Yan Fang did not move.

And he also used the second general technique of the Comprehensive Affairs Bureau, speed and focus.

This made his strength and speed greatly higher, otherwise he would not have been able to stun the two of them for a while.

It can also be seen from this that the practicality and concealment of the comprehensive bureau technique, as well as the negative cost of short-term use, are basically negligible.

Just as Yan Fang was thinking about his next plan of action, the little paper figure flew out and floated in his ear and quickly said the content.

"Hmm... Is the sands of dreams useful to you?

"Reiki? I haven't heard of it."

"Okay, then I'll go over there and have a look.

"Well, don't worry, with the main cost of the knife technique, I can also deal with a crisis.

"Okay, okay."

......

On the other side, the fat man was taking a shower with cold water.

There was a large wooden barrel in the open air, and his whole body was soaked in it.

At this moment, he is desperate.

Uncle Xiang, this old thing, he really didn't give him a chance at all, he couldn't go to the side of the ancient well when he left the back hall, and he couldn't make any excuses!

Anyway, Lao Tzu is the "son of the patriarch"... Why take a shower*** There is no hot water?

Moreover, I can't get the information support of the paper figure on the left at all!

Just as the fat man was about to go berserk, his eyes moved, and he first pretended to wash his face honestly, and bury his short body in the water and gurgle in response.

......

Somewhere in the back mountain, Zuo Dao looked at the whole ancestral hall below from above, and he could see it at a glance here.

He put his hands behind his back.

"First attempt, start.".

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