When the invigilator left Xue Baishou, he walked around, and after understanding the overall situation, he went to find the other two invigilators, who knew that the general trend was gone, and there was no point in staying, so they returned to Datang.

As for those mid-grade Dou Kings, in the siege of nearly a hundred Martial Saint powerhouses led by Paine, they were killed and wounded, and only one escaped back.

The only thing that wasn't successful tonight's operation was the rescue mission of the second group. It's not that Cai Zhonghao and they don't give their best, but whether it is the members of the Dongshan Branch or the soldiers of the garrison, they were all brought back to Datang the day before, and what greeted them was probably the tragic fate of being sold as slaves or going to work as coolies. The second group rescued a few canteen cooks from the Dongshan Branch, if it weren't for the fact that these Datang candidates wanted someone to cook, they would not have had a chance to be rescued.

In any case, the Dongshan Incident has come to an end, and finally ended in a great victory in China. The Dongshan Branch is gone, and the Special Bureau can be reorganized, and as for those who were brought to the Tang Empire, they can only see if there is a chance to save them. They are not the only ones who have been taken captive to Datang by the Huaxia people, it happens almost every day, and Xu Qian rescued three people when he first entered the game.

After a busy day, Xu Qian was indeed tired, and the rest of the work was none of Xu Qian's business, and the three of them lived in a five-star hotel where the special bureau gave Wu Xiu who came to support him. After a night's rest, someone will come and drop them off at the airport the next morning.

After Xu Qian took a bath, the supper he ordered at the hotel was also delivered. A full cart of food is enough for five people to eat, but the waiters in this hotel are also well-trained, and when they saw that Xu Qian was alone, they didn't show any strange expressions, and left after putting down the dining car.

Paine didn't even ask me to hand over the loot, and the old boy was kind of funny. Xu Qian put all the gains tonight on the bed, and enjoyed it while eating supper, which felt very comfortable.

After eating supper and pushing the dining cart outside the door, Xu Qian began to carefully calculate the treasure he got tonight.

"Forty-three Qi Yuan Pills, eight Return Pills, two Life Pills, and seventy-seven Star Source Stones." Xu Qian couldn't help but grinned. What a fortune this is, just the most worthless Star Source Stone has to be a million, these treasures add up, aren't they hundreds of millions?

It's really quick and easy to get money when it's strong. Xu Qian couldn't help but sigh.

In the modern world, it is not by force that makes money, but in the circle of cultivators, being strong means controlling more resources. When cultivation resources are linked to money in modern society, the strong have the status of super-rich at the same time.

In fact, judging from Xu Potential's short-term martial power, a net worth of hundreds of millions is nothing at all, and the Wuzun family with a little background may already be more than that. It's just that Xu Qian's cultivation time is still short, and the time he has been in contact with the cultivation world is even shorter, but now that he can have these, he is already smiling from ear to ear. In the case of Xu Qian, people generally call it an upstart.

The nouveau riche Xu Qian finally picked up the scroll that Yu Youtang had gotten.

What the hell is this scroll? Xu Qian slowly spread out in confusion. Previously, when he first got the scroll, he only opened half of it, and then found out that Xue Baishou was coming, so he had to put it away, so Xu Qian hadn't seen the complete painting in this scroll.

The whole picture scroll is displayed in front of Xu Qian, this is a landscape painting, the painter should be considered good, anyway, Xu Qian has no ability to appreciate the painting, it is the level of ordinary people. It was just the last three words that caught Xu Qian's attention.

Make me laugh!

What does that mean? These three words are not the same style as the whole painting at all, is it possible that a pair of ink landscape paintings are named "Make Me Laugh"? Impossible!

Xu Qian frowned, completely unable to figure it out.

The font is crooked, there is no aesthetic sense at all, although the painting is not so extraordinary, but it is impossible for this painter to write such a bad word, these words are like a child who has just learned to write and play, definitely not like an adult's handwriting, let alone a person who is good at ink painting.

Could this be a bear child scribbling on a drawing? Nothing to do with words and paintings?

Xu Qian thought about it and felt that this explanation was more reasonable. But even if you think about it, it doesn't help you figure out what the painting is really for.

It stands to reason that this painting is very likely to be Yu Youtang's spatial spiritual weapon, because Xu Qian didn't find anything else at all, only this painting is possible, and he still remembers Youtang's eyes at that time.

Xu Qian thought about it and injected an aura into the scroll. The picture scroll actually absorbed this aura.

There's a play!

Xu Qian was very excited, he had read more than 10,000 books, and some immortal cultivation novels were also slightly involved, and there was a way to drive spiritual weapons by injecting spiritual energy.

Nothing can be allowed to enter, and since Xu Qian's aura can be infused, it means that this thing is really a spiritual weapon. This made Xu Qian have to get excited, but what should he do after that? He looked at the scroll lying quietly in front of him, and could only wait. Maybe you'll have to wait a little longer after inputting the aura.

A minute later, Xu Qian couldn't wait any longer, he simply poured in the aura again.

Wait, wait, wait, wait......

After repeating this seven or eight times, Xu Qian silently looked at the painting scroll, he could only judge that this method was invalid!

He was silent for a minute, then gritted his teeth and broke his finger, dripping a drop of blood onto the scroll. In the novels of cultivating immortals, the most common way to ask for a spiritual weapon to recognize the owner is to drip blood. The reason why he didn't try this method first was because he didn't want to waste blood, in fact, this was also a normal way of thinking, if he could succeed if he didn't drip blood, why should he drip blood, he thought he had too much blood or did he think that cultivators like to harm themselves?

After the blood dripped on the scroll, a magical scene appeared, and the blood disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been absorbed by the scroll.

It's done!

Seeing such a scene, Xu Qian thought that the possibility of success this time was very high. If it weren't for the blood of the Lord, how could one's own blood be absorbed by the scroll? Since you've sucked my blood, you've got to listen to me, don't you?

According to his logic, if the painting axis has recognized itself as the master, then there should be some kind of induction between himself and the painting axis, otherwise how can it be called recognizing the master?

Waited a minute and nothing changed. And then another minute......

Infusion of aura can keep trying, dripping blood, Xu Qian will not keep trying, let him drip blood again and again, that is not what he Xu Qian will do. But what next?

He scolded Yu Youtang several times in his heart, thinking that it was all because that guy didn't make it clear to him, otherwise he wouldn't have to be so troublesome. He didn't think that he forcibly took this scroll, but it was not given to him by others, and they had no obligation to do so. And with Yu Youtang's fact that he only had eyeballs to move at that time, it was impossible for him to have this ability.

Xu Qian picked up the scroll and looked at it carefully for a long time, but he couldn't find any mystery. In the end, his gaze could only stay on the three words "make me laugh".

The meaning of these three words is understood, and it is difficult to understand it when it can be used here.

Who is this "me"? This is where the most critical thing is. Xu Qian suddenly thought of a little, and jumped up from the chair with a "whoosh".

Could it be ...... This "I" is the scroll itself?

Thinking of this layer, Xu Qian's cold hair stood up. If this assumption is correct, it means that the scroll is alive and alive.

These three words are not the graffiti of the bear child, nor the name of the painting, but the content of the painting itself in dialogue with itself.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Even if Xu Qian had seen the game of the Land of Divine Wars and been to the other world of the Tang Empire, he himself was an immortal cultivator in the eyes of ordinary people, but he still couldn't accept a "living" painting.

He had also seen the statement of machine spirits in Xiuxian novels, but it did not mean that he accepted that there really were machine spirits.