Ye Mingke was woken up by the biological clock he had cultivated in more than two years of training before dawn, and he broke free from his dream, but his spirit was still a little trance.

What a strange dream.

It was as if he still had a part of his spirit left in the dream, the vast sea of bones, the sun that never set, the man whose face could not be seen clearly, and the particularly familiar voice.

"That voice seems to be Uncle Jian, but it's normal, I've lived with my uncle for so long, and it's not the first time I've dreamed of my uncle. ”

He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the clutter of thoughts.

He looked up at the window, the sky outside had just turned white, the sun had not yet risen, and he looked back to see that Jojo was still asleep, and his left hand was still on his own.

"Is it because I sleep next to this girl who loves nightmares that I have nightmares?"

Ye Mingke smiled, put aside yesterday's strange dream first, and gently pulled his hand out of Qiao Qiao's hand.

Let her sleep quietly again.

He smiled and prayed silently, then opened the door silently, saw that the house opposite was still closed, and silently crossed the courtyard and climbed over the fence.

As he silently climbed over the wall, the two pairs of slightly old eyes in the east wing opened for a moment and closed again.

After Ye Mingke returned home, it was another busy day of training.

After picking up the firewood knife, he abandoned his chaotic thoughts, returned to a state of tranquility and concentration, began to chop wood, and set off on time to climb the mountain in the afternoon.

At night, while knocking melon seeds, he wandered to his aunt's house, humming a little song in his mouth.

"Yo, I'm in a good mood today. ”

The aunt, who was also knocking melon seeds on the bed, couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Ye Mingke.

Then, she spit out the melon seeds in her mouth, put away the snacks she left on the table, and played with Ye Mingke, who was knocking on the melon seeds.

Having watched Ye Mingke grow up since she was a child, she intuitively felt Ye Mingke's murderous aura when he knocked melon seeds tonight.

There is a demonic spirit, you need to be cautious!

So tonight's chess game was reversed, Ye Mingke knocked on the melon seeds, and Long Yinling pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, his brows were furrowed, as if he was facing a big enemy.

But in fact, Ye Mingke's hanging erlang was pretending to be *, his hand holding the melon seeds was already so nervous that he was soaking wet, and while constantly deducing in his head, he secretly scolded himself for what he was pretending, and he was noticed and valued by his aunt.

But since it's installed, let's pretend to the end, can't be cowardly!

He continued to leisurely rub the somewhat damp melon seeds on the surface, and the black and white rotation in his mind was like a river meandering and converging, like the alternation of the four seasons.

He's getting better.

Although his aunt's calculation ability was beyond his imagination, the advantage of leading the sixteenth son was too great, and after Ye Mingke wiped a few cold sweats, he finally narrowly won.

"I almost got out of it. ”

Ye Mingke breathed a big sigh of relief and muttered, of course he was muttering in his heart, but he couldn't let the arrogant aunt find an excuse for arrogance again.......

The two of them untied the black cloth in front of them.

Long Yinling looked at the child in front of him solemnly and did not speak.

Ye Mingke didn't expect that her aunt, who used to love to play sassy, didn't ridicule her behavior of pretending to be ** tonight this time, she felt very unaccustomed, and she just wanted to make fun of her.

Aunt Long suddenly interrupted what he was about to say.

"It looks like you've really learned to play chess with your heart, and that's good. ”

"Let's go to your uncle's, the time has come, and we won't hide from you what we have to tell you. ”

Long Yinling got up, and Ye Mingke, who felt the solemnity in Aunt Long's tone, also hurriedly got up, and the two of them walked out of the door together.

"That kind of thing ......"

Aunt Long, who had been silent on the road, suddenly said to Ye Mingke, and Ye Mingke, who was walking beside her, looked at her sideways.

Long Yinling also looked at him with a smile, his eyes gentle.

"The kind of thing that you sense is important, and you'll know what it is later. ”

"Your uncle and I, for some reason we can't teach you, you can only feel it yourself. ”

"But you're a good kid, and you're still able to do things so quickly that so many geniuses can't do, okay!"

Speaking of which, Aunt Long seemed to have broken free from something on her mind, and returned to her original sassy and bold appearance, smiling and waving her hand to Ye Mingke's head is a slap.

"And dare to pose in front of my aunt, I have such a fat guts, it's okay!"

"It's all good taught by my aunt!"

Ye Mingke touched his head and smiled, his originally tense mood was much soothed.

They got to the hut and pushed the door in.

Uncle Jian surprisingly didn't strike iron tonight, but sat by the window in Ye Mingke's room.

"The leaves reached the first mark on my side today. ”

Long Yinling faced Jian Nan Tiandao, and then she quietly found a place in the room to sit down, and left the decision of the matter to him.

In front of this man, she has always put herself behind him.

"I'll tell you the answer, but I can't tell you all the answers, because I don't know what the whole answer is?"

Uncle Jian looked at Ye Mingke and said calmly.

He wasn't surprised by Long Yinling's words, as if he had known that Ye Mingke would complete his first training goal tonight.

Ye Mingke sat on the ground by the window, looked at his uncle quietly, and said "um" softly.

"In that trial, I once asked someone for an answer, and the answer they gave me was that it was a fairy bureau. Uncle Jian said.

"The so-called immortal bureau refers to the occurrence of variables that cannot be judged by common sense in the incident, which leads to a situation that the immortals cannot predict. Long Yinling added on the side.

"The starting point of the bureau is what I told you before, Master doesn't want you to enter the academy and learn the method of cultivation. However, directly teaching Taoism itself is a violation of the original contract made by the town. ”

"Since he has opened the academy to everyone else in the town, it is not easy to reject you directly, so he added something to you in the trial, which is the fog and illusion you encounter. ”

"If you keep walking in the fog according to your memory, you will eventually get lost in the mountains, but there will be no danger to your life. They don't dare to kill you. ”

"The second point of this round is on your friend Jojo. Someone in town wants to kill Jojo. ”

"Kill Qiaoqiao, why?" Ye Mingke was shocked and puzzled.

"I don't know why, but the girl was clearly special. ”

Her family also knew that there were enemies lurking in the town, and that they were more powerful than them, so they didn't dare to contact the people in the town in the years before the trial. ”

"As long as they don't go out, Jojo doesn't go out, no one can cause accidental deaths, they are safe. ”

"No one dares to openly kill people in a small town. ”

Hearing the last sentence, Ye Mingke suddenly felt a cold sweat on his back.

No one dared to openly kill people in the town, which was supposed to be a sign of the safety of the town. But why should a quiet and undisputed town be associated with the word murder?

And what kind of contract is there in the town?Master's target to himself?The enemy of Qiaoqiao's family?Ye Mingke originally wanted to know the answer, but now he felt that he had more questions in his heart.

"The entrance examination of the school is too important for the children in the town, so the dyeing family finally let Qiaoqiao's child participate in the entrance examination. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for their family enemies, but they still can't make a move in the open. ”

"They changed a very small part of the master's phantom formation for Qiao Qiao's special place, and the changed formation was not dangerous to others, but it was a killing formation for Qiao Qiao. ”

"This is the second point of this inning. ”

"In that formation, the illusion that Qiaoqiao encountered, who has a special physique, will become real, and you just happened to carry Qiaoqiao on your back, so you met that white tiger. ”

"Wait, what's so special about Qiao Qiao's physique?" Ye Mingke couldn't help but interrupt and asked.

"I don't know, it's someone else's secret. I can only guess that it might have something to do with a dream. Uncle Jian replied.

"Dreams?" Ye Mingke frowned deeply.

"In order to escape the white tiger, you jumped into the river, and there was no white fog in the river that was the carrier of the phantom array, so the white tiger disappeared as soon as it fell into the river. ”

"No one would have thought that you would carry Jojo on your back to climb the mountain, which is the third point of this round. ”

"No one could have imagined that you would be washed into the mountain after falling into the river, which is the fourth point of this game. ”

"The sacred mountain is so big, no one could have imagined that you would walk into that mountain temple, this is the fifth point of this bureau. ”

"The actions of two unrelated forces for different goals happen to converge, coupled with accidents that no one expected, this is indeed an immortal situation that is difficult for immortals to predict. ”

"But in this world, there are still some beings who are in a higher position than the immortals, aren't they?"

Uncle Jian looked at the dark night sky outside the window, and said quietly.