"The Ghost Dao Transformation Technique, in addition to the caster's own cultivation, also needs additional three-flavor medicinal materials as an aid. Gentian, Araceus, and Spirit. ”

The man in white told Meng Chen, and when Meng Chen heard it, he didn't say a word at the time, and immediately ordered his juniors and disciples to find clues about the three flavors of medicinal materials.

Although they felt inexplicable at this sudden request, they still did it out of trust in the senior brother.

Watching the juniors and disciples leave one by one, Meng Chen also planned to look for it.

"Wait a minute," the man in white suddenly said, "where are you going to find it?" ”

"Since it's a medicinal herb, there should be clues in the nearby mountains, I'll take a look." Dusty thought very simply.

The man in white was a little helpless, "This is not the island of Forgetfulness, and it can't be filled with elixirs everywhere nearby." If you want something you don't have, you need to spend money on it. ”

"Buy?" Meng Chen vaguely remembered that the rules outside were indeed like this. I usually practice on the island, and I rarely have the opportunity to come out, and I almost forgot about this most basic thing.

"So, where to buy it?" Meng Chen knows that if he wants to eat and drink tea, he can just go to a restaurant or a teahouse. I really have no experience in buying medicine.

"Compared to where to go, you should first think about the special three flavor medicines." The man in white said, "Gentian is a common medicine, but it is available everywhere in shops. Aracea is a bit more expensive, but it's only for the price, and it's everywhere if you want. The scarcity is not in its quantity, but in its origin. The spirit is condensed and likes cold and averse to light, so the common location is in the deep mountains of today's Lang country. However, Lang and Zhao were originally feuding, and it stands to reason that there could be no traders in Zhao to sell this medicinal material. ”

"So, we should go to Lang Country?" Meng Chen said suddenly.

"It's not!" The man in white almost covered his face with his hands, "The more scarce it is, the more expensive it is to sell it." If there were really traders in this Chaomen City who dared to sell such enemy materials, only those large merchants had the ability. And there happens to be such a big chamber of commerce in the city. ”

"Roche Chamber of Commerce." Dusty understood. In this city, I have indeed heard the name of this chamber of commerce many times.

"Thank you for your advice." Meng Chen said respectfully, "However, so far, I haven't consulted my predecessors, and what is the relationship with my Forgetless Island......

"Dao number? Oh, just call me Bai Yu. The man said.

"White rain?" It was a little strange why it was such a feminine name, which was extremely inappropriate for him.

"It's a surname." As if seeing what Meng Chen was thinking, Bai Yu corrected.

What his name was, but he didn't tell Dust.

……

Walking in the empty courtyard, looking at the things that were littered inside, Qiu Shaohu closed his eyes, imagining that the grass hall was cleaned up neatly when Lingdi was still alive, and after he died, he lost his owner here, and people kept coming here to rummage things, and he couldn't help but feel a kind of sadness of a rabbit and a fox.

According to the rules of Forgetless Island, Qiu Shaohu first saluted in the courtyard, and then seemed to say to the unheard spirit of the dead: "I have several encounters with you on the island, although it is not a deep friendship, after all, we have spent many years together. Now that you're dead, I'm here to find something you took. If you can find the clue of your death, it will be a relief for you. ”

Saying this, but when I walked into the house, I really didn't know the bottom of my heart. Not to mention that this place has been searched several times by passers-by and officials, and the dust has also brought people from Forgetful Island here. If there was anything of value, they would have taken it away long ago.

Not to mention that Lingdi was murdered, and the person who killed him might have taken all those books first.

In this way, what can be left for yourself?

As soon as he entered the thatched hall, Qiu Shaohu saw an unnatural bulge by the window, walked there, broke the brick, and sure enough, he saw an iron box inside. Qiu Shaohu took it out expressionlessly, opened it and saw that it was indeed empty.

"It was found by the dust." Qiu Shaohu guessed, "But there's nothing in it." Otherwise, according to dusty habits, he would take the box with him. ”

But just having this clue is basically equivalent to nothing.

Right now, in the whole thatched hall, there is a real thing, where can he find new clues?

"Wouldn't it be all right if the box could suddenly speak and tell me what was going on." Qiu Shaohu thought a little self-deprecatingly.

Suddenly, a few thoughts flashed through his thoughts, and he couldn't help but tremble.

It's not impossible!

When he killed the ruffian on the nameless island overseas, Xingtu drained the ruffian's soul, and then showed himself things related to Yundi Village.

So now, can it be concocted in accordance with the law, so that the star map can also show what this box has experienced?

It's a bizarre idea, but at the moment, it's just a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Qiu Shaohu took out the star map, and according to the star path method of the Nine Fields on the Juntian, he began to operate his true qi. Vaguely, the three Nakshatras of Juntian on the star path flickered, and Qiu Shaohu also felt that the shape of the stars also appeared in his body, and began to make peace with it.

The iron box in his hand suddenly threw himself into the star map, and at the same time, Qiu Shaohu's consciousness was also far away, constantly being pulled away, everything flashed in front of his eyes, as if it was within reach. It's bizarre, re-screened one by one in front of my eyes, which is dizzying.

Afterwards, Qiu Shaohu only felt that what he saw was darkness, as if he had been buried in the soil, unchanged for eternity. Then beside him, a little light came through, as if someone had dug himself out of the soil.

Subsequently, the "self" was taken out and held in the hands of a person, and then the lid was opened, only to see that it was empty.

"That's what the iron box sees!" Qiu Shaohu understood, because from this perspective, he saw that the person who took out the box was dusty.

"Dusty found the box and saw that it was empty, so he put it back again." Qiu Shaohu thought: "So what happened before this?" ”

The perspective changed again, everything began to reverse, and the dust seemed to go back in time, acting the exact opposite of what it had just been, placing the box back into the hole under the bed and filling the bricks back.

Plunged into darkness again, Qiu Shaohu waited patiently. Turning back in time, the box was taken out again, and it was a stranger who found it and took something out of the box.

This person deliberately concealed his face, and he could not see his face clearly from this direction.

"This is before the dust comes, and it should also be the day when the spiritual truth dies." Qiu Shaohu thought: "I still don't know the identity of the other party, but what he took from the box is not like "The Legend of Qien". ”

The Book of Chin is two volumes, so the two volumes should be the same size. The size of this box is basically just enough to fit a book, but from the perspective of the iron box, the moment the other party took out the book, Qiu Shaohu could clearly see that the pages of the book were only half of "The Legend of Qien".

At that point, it was all over, and there was no more picture of it. Qiu Shaohu's perspective also withdrew from the star map and returned to himself.

Putting the iron box back in its original position again, Qiu Shaohu looked at the star map thoughtfully.

"I only know that someone took something from the box, and I don't know if it was a person who took the "Chien". But the man was left-handed, and he also had a wrench on his left thumb, so that when he held something with his hand, the wrench would touch something, leaving a mark. ”

Qiu Shaohu was on the iron box before, and he found the traces of the wrench bumping. He then searched the empty bookshelves behind him, and sure enough, he found similar traces.

"He came to search for the book of the Spiritual Truth, and nine times out of ten, he took everything away."

"If they get something and want to leave, it should leave some traces in the path of leaving. There should be some other clues to be found there, too. ”

Qiu Shaohu thought about it, leaned over to the ground, and used his keen sense of touch to judge the traces of the people who had left here. According to his thoughts, Meng Chen, officials and others should all go through the gate when they come in, but in order to avoid people's eyes, those people will go out by other roads nine times out of ten.

Sure enough, Qiu Shaohu found that the direction of a group of footprints was very peculiar, and he followed all the way, and finally disappeared by the fence of the courtyard on the east side. Groping for the traces left on the wall, through the different degrees of depression, Qiu Shaohu judged that there were three people on the other side.

"Three people, turned out from here, and went straight outside."

Qiu Shaohu also climbed out of the corner of the wall and fell outside. Because of the mud of the dirt road, almost all traces of the past were destroyed, and he could only search more patiently.

In the corner of the outer wall of another room next to him, he felt a trace, and suddenly something strange.

"Somebody bumped into here, panicked, and." Qiu Shaohu reached out and pulled something from the earthen wall, a fragment of a wrench, which had been embedded in the wall.

"It's the wrench of the person before, how did it hit this, what happened?" Qiu Shaohu thought about it as he swept the experience of this finger fragment with the star map again.

Changing the perspective, I see that the final scene is that the wrench is on the finger of one person, and the other two people are separated in a panic, as if something is chasing them, and then the wrench hits the wall, and the scene ends.

Qiu Shaohu saw very clearly, it was a seemingly small thing, and it was thrown towards the three people like an arrow. According to the final trajectory, that thing should have landed not far away.

groping in the general direction, Qiu Shaohu really saw something in the mud, which had been half-buried in the dust, and took it out and swept it clean to see that it was a copper coin.

"Copper coins?" Entering the perspective of this copper coin with the star map again, Qiu Shaohu saw that "himself" fell into the hands of a person, and was ejected with a "whoosh".

And this person is actually Tang Xun.

"Tang Xun appeared here? The "New Edition of the Analects" was also obtained by him from those people at this time? Qiu Shaohu was secretly surprised, "But why did he give me that book later?" ”

But it's useless to think about it now, and it's imperative to know where those three people went.

Qiu Shaohu saw that after the copper coin was shot, it did not miss, but hit the corner of a person's clothes, and at the same time, the "New Edition of the Analects" also fell at that time.

When I walked to the corner of my clothes, I found that there was a rut on it, and there was no shadow of the fabric of my clothes. It was guessed that a car should have been run over it, and the corners of the clothes were glued to the wheels and taken away.

Walking out of the rut, I saw a dilapidated wheelbarrow parked at the corner of an alley. Qiu Shaohu ripped off the corner of his coat from the dirt-stained wheel, and saw that it was just an ordinary fabric, but a pattern on the edge attracted his attention.

The pattern is supposed to be a unique symbol, and on that symbol, there is also a mutilated word, barely legible.

"It seems to be a 'Luo' word." Qiu Shaohu thought, "Luo? This kind of clothing pattern is generally used to distinguish the marks on the clothes of the small house. Luo, is it the Roche Chamber of Commerce? ”