Walking through the three halls and passing by the five halls, the phantom figure turned to the right, silently entered a courtyard, and penetrated into the house.

And the closed doors and windows did not move at all, as if they had never been opened and closed.

This is a house, that is, a place where Taoist priests practice and live. The spacious living room is furnished with tables and chairs, surrounded by three bookshelves against the wall, which are filled with books.

Further inside, there is a quiet room, and with the door open, a futon can be seen inside.

"This Taoist temple really corresponds to the Iron Pillar Temple." Jiang Li saw this scene and said to Tianxuan.

In his right eye, Tianxuan's figure also saw the surroundings, and said, "Iron Pillar Observation Lord's Mansion?" ”

Judging from the layout of the room, the status of the owner of the room is not low, and thinking about Jiang Li's words, Tianxuan is naturally the first to guess the highest status of the viewer.

"Not bad." Jiang Li nodded.

He had eavesdropped on the door of Tongyuanzi's window with a dream butterfly, so he was naturally quite familiar with the Lord's room. Although the layout in the house in front of me is different from the room of Tong Yuanzi, it can still see the status of its owner.

If I'm not mistaken, this is the living room of the founder of the Iron Pillar Temple.

Jiang Li's gaze swept over the room, and then went straight to the bookshelf.

"It's weird, these books are bamboo slips." Jiang Li frowned slightly.

Writing tools in this world have long been developed to paper pages, and about 400 years ago, some major powers have used jade slips to record information.

As long as you can perceive the body, you can burn information in the jade of the characteristics, and the threshold for the reader is lower, and with the spiritual power of the sense, the jade slip without imposing a ban can transmit all the information into the mind.

Unless these books are all ancient books from thousands of years ago, theoretically speaking, they should not exist in the form of bamboo slips.

"It's not an ordinary bamboo slip, but a bamboo slip made of Jin Lei Bamboo." Tianxuan spoke.

When Jiang Li heard this, he looked carefully, and really found that all the bamboo slips were not the oxidized yellow, but a faint golden color. Holding the leftmost scroll of bamboo slips in his hand, the bamboo pieces collided and made a sound like a jade chime.

Tianxuan continued, "At the same quality, the shelf life of the paper is not as good as that of bamboo slips. If Jade Jian encounters a collision of vitality, there may also be information fallacy. In contrast, the most primitive bamboo slips are the easiest to survive for a long time. ”

In particular, this kind of golden thunder bamboo can not be damaged for thousands of years, so that the information inside can be conveyed intact to thousands of years or even thousands of years later.

In other words, it is either an important ancient book, or it is specially reserved for later generations by the viewer.

Jiang Li, who was aware of this, opened the bamboo slip, and in the faint golden light unique to the Golden Thunder Bamboo, all the information inside was presented.

[Poor Dao Xuanhao, commonly known as Jiji, descendants of later generations, you can come here, you should have seen the book left in the palace by Poor Dao. Then you should know······ (blank), only ······ (blank), ······ (Large blank space)】

Aside from knowing that the viewer's name is "Ji Jiji", there is not much useful information.

Seeing this, Jiang Li's eyes moved slightly, and he immediately picked up the second volume of books next to him.

[Poor Road Hope Pass······ (blank), let me have a big week·· (Blank)】

"According to the space, this should be a blank of two words, and it can represent the ······ of the Great Zhou" Jiang Li silently spat out two words.

- Son of Heaven.

This is information about Zhou Tianzi.

【······ This is either a success or a failure, and if it fails, it proves that it works. 】

What do you mean?

Does defeat work?

"In other words, if you just fail, you don't die." Jiang Li said in a low voice.

"If he dies after failure, then it may be the right way, he was killed." Tianxuan continued.

Judging from the material of these bamboo slips, the original Guan Lord, whose real name is quite unlucky, deliberately kept the information, and there are arrangements in the palace and here.

This is very good, much better than the predecessors in the previous life who did not speak human words and only told riddles.

Obviously, the information is very critical, but he has to say the riddle, and then wait until the protagonist Fang Shan is exhausted, and then suddenly solve the riddle and make a big reversal.

Unfortunately, it still doesn't convey useful information.

The original viewer didn't want to be a riddler, but the information he left behind was even more powerless than riddles. In this way, it is better to be a riddler, and then you may be able to leave a message.

"Take a closer look to see if the handwriting has been erased." Tianxuan said.

"Huh?"

When Jiang Li heard this, his eyes focused on the blank space of the bamboo slip.

"Not erased." His pupils constricted slightly.

If the handwriting engraved on the bamboo slips is erased, the blank space should be slightly thinner than the rest of the place. This trace may not be obvious, but it definitely can't hide from Jiang Li's eyes.

But now, all the blank spaces are intact.

Either there was no lettering in the blank space in the first place, or the existence of the erased information did not directly erase the handwriting, but restored the bamboo slips, as if going back in time.

And this erasure is not the elimination of all words, but the elimination of relevant information involved.

It's as if you retrieve specific information and erase it, rather than flipping through a scroll and erasing the relevant information.

Jiang Li continued to look at the bamboo slips.

Sure enough, there are also most of the blanks in the rest of the bamboo slips, leaving only some unimportant information.

"Such supernatural powers······" Jiang Li hesitated and said in a low voice, "It's like the gods are blooming." ”

The Divine Capital is like spring this autumn, and a hundred flowers are blooming, because the mouth of the Son of Heaven contains the constitution of heaven.

How similar is the situation now?

It's all something that can be done in one sentence.

As long as the Son of Heaven gives an order with Dao Fruit Divine Power, all information will automatically disappear, and no superfluous traces will be left.

It's just a little strange that there's still a bit of information left here after all, so that something can be deduced.

It's like Jiang Li thinks of the Son of Heaven according to the blank space of the two words.

If it were Jiang Li, with his prudence, he would definitely erase all the information······ No, it should be to smash the entire cave to slag to make sure that nothing unfavorable is left.

Tian Xuan didn't answer, just pondered for a long time, even through the veil, Jiang Li could feel the heaviness in her heart.

Jiang Li continued to look through the bamboo slips, wanting to see if there was any other useful information.

However, before he could finish turning over the bamboo slips, Mengdie, who was parked under the eaves, noticed someone approaching.

No, he doesn't need to be close, he's already there.

When Mengdie noticed the other party, he had already arrived at the door of the house.

Dressed in a green shirt, he is outstanding, and he is also chic and calm.

The young man in Tsing Yi suddenly and unobtrusively appeared outside the door, through the door, chuckled, and said, "I didn't expect someone to arrive here first, Your Excellency is Jiang Li, the true legend of Dinghu?" Or is it extrajudicial? ”

"Can't it be someone else?" Jiang Li stopped his movements and said lightly.

"Previously, about thirty miles away, there was a great wind and thunder, and it was Dinghu Jiang Li's doing, and then a moment ago, there were four Taoists in the dense forest outside who died of sword intent, such a sword that directly kills the heart god, in the current god capital, there should only be extrajudicial freedom."

The boy in Tsing Yi said unhurriedly: "As for the others, I haven't found it yet, so I think it's lucky that I wasn't involved here." ”

"How is Jiang Li? What about extrajudicial escapes? Jiang Lidao.

"If it's extralegal, I have the heart to make friends and teach a sword, but if it's Jiang Li'······" He chuckled again, but this time, with detachment, "Don't hide it from Your Excellency, I don't have a good impression of Jiang Li." ”

"Oh?"

Jiang Xuan's thought flashed, and then he was ready to go, and said, "Jiang Mou has offended Your Excellency somewhere. ”

He didn't change his waistcoat, both because he didn't speak in a falsetto voice, and because he had a hunch that the people outside the door were unusual.

It's like······ will be debunked the same.

'Does the other person have the ability to see through lies?' ’

With such a conjecture, Jiang Li directly admitted the identity.

"It's not offended," the young man in Tsing Yi said, "It's just that Your Excellency killed someone close to you, and if you come, you have no intention of being under you, and you have to be your enemy." ”

"In this way, it is true that you can't be friends."

Jiang Li said as he pinched his fingers and calculated, "If you are an enemy, how should you be an enemy?" ”

"Of course—"

The boy outside stretched out his voice, flicked his fingers suddenly, and shot out a sword qi into the room, "Let Your Excellency be exposed." ”

This sword qi passed through the door, silently, the sword qi was condensed to the extreme, and it did not reveal half of the excess qi, but there seemed to be another mystery inside.

'Sword Intent! Jiang Li was alert.

The sword has intention, if it hits Jiang Li, the sword intent will be frequent, but it will make Jiang Li the most beautiful boy within dozens of miles, and before the sword intent is removed, it can attract all those who can detect the fluctuation of the sword intent.

This sword came suddenly, but Jiang Li had already taken precautions.

He popped out with one finger and shot out a congenital Qi that collided with the sword qi, silently dissolving this condensed sword qi.

The young man in Tsing Yi noticed the situation and did not trigger the sword intent, but let it disappear.

If Jiang Li is triggered by sword intent if he doesn't hit him, then Jiang Li can hide, and he can't find him even if he thinks about it.

One finger eliminated the sword qi, Jiang Li slapped out with his backhand, and the innate Qi hit the door, but there was no movement either, only a faint trace of the talisman appeared outside the door.

"Bright Light Talisman!"

The boy in Tsing Yi decisively closed his eyes, slid a step sideways, and was about to release his sword qi again, "I can't imagine that the true legend of the dignified Dinghu faction is so unsophisticated." ”

If he hadn't dealt with it in time, this talisman would definitely have dazzled his dog's eyes.

"Your Excellency is very particular? And Your Excellency should feel lucky, Yuan Zhen was killed by me in a dignified manner, not under this unrefined trick. Jiang Li said lightly, and also moved.

At the same time, through the slightest fluctuation, Jiang Li confirmed that the person close to the other party's mouth was Yuan Zhen.

The third more.

I kept my reputation.

(End of chapter)