The sentence that Mo Bai threw out at the end really moved Ding Cong, and in desperation, he wanted to call Mo Bai back first, and then make plans, and by the way, see if he could do something else. Who knew that the shouting was just about to start, and a violent cough made Ding Cong's waist unable to stand up, snot and tears flowed, and his chest ached for a while. It was not easy to stop coughing, and when I looked up again, it was pitch black all around, "Hey, although it was a little darker when I chatted with Mo Lao just now, I can still see his appearance, why is it so dark now?" Ding Cong rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hand, and the darkness was still there.

At this time, Ding Cong remembered that he was just looking for a place to sleep, but he found this hole in the ground. I remember coming in and checking that there was no problem and then went to sleep, what was the matter with that Mo Bai? I didn't pay attention to the surroundings when we first talked, but now that I think about it, the surroundings are empty but not very dark, and there are no boundaries such as earth walls. Ding Cong's question mark was accompanied by a somewhat worried face, and he inadvertently thought, can't he be dreaming, so he subconsciously gave a reasonable explanation for the unknown and the hope of going out. "Well, it did. No wonder I feel that Mo Bai's spirit, soul and something are so familiar, isn't this the theory of quantum science!" Ding Cong muttered to himself, sure enough, metaphysics is the best at answering things that science can't explain.

Isn't the spirit of heaven and earth just quantum particles? Isn't the soul just brain waves? Isn't adjusting one's own fluctuation value to affect quantum fluctuations become a practice? The subconscious of a person is really the most powerful, and if he hadn't been reading popular science books some time ago, how could he have such a dream? Ding Cong sighed and took a few steps forward, ready to get out of the hole to continue the journey, but suddenly kicked something under his feet.

"Well, I've checked it all just now, and there's nothing here. Ding Cong bent down to fumble for something that had been kicked out, but who knew that his fingers were actually touching paper. "What is this?" inexplicably came out of a thin booklet.

It's really dark in the cave, and I don't know what this pamphlet stuff is. Ding Cong had no choice but to touch the soil wall and walk to the entrance of the cave and find a place with a slightly better light to watch.

"Although the water in the cave is not as big as the outside, you can't let the paper be so dry, right?" Then Ding Cong took the booklet in front of him and looked at it carefully, "This is ...... Is this a joke?"

After seeing the booklet, Ding Cong was completely blindsided, "Is someone manipulating me, everything is fake, it's actually a set, it's a reality show on the TV station......" Uncontrollable thinking was infinitely magnified, Ding Cong threw the booklet in his hand to the ground, and almost entered a state of rage.

The booklet on the ground was spread out like that, and the cover was clearly printed with "Shangyuan Ruins Museum, take you into the civilization of 4,000 years ago", and this booklet was actually the museum's brochure.

Ding Cong sat on the ground with a huff, what is this? I don't know where he is, there is no change in the starry sky above his head, there is a huge sound of water in his ears, the trembling earth under him, the thick fog in front of him, the inexplicable rain, the sudden appearance of a hole in the ground, an unknown poisonous snake, jelly-like fruit, etc., etc., plus no time to refer to, and most importantly - the brochure of the museum. These all made Ding Cong crazy, angry, dazed, confused, and inexplicable.

Ding Cong sat for a long time, and he didn't have a clue at all. If you want to say that everything here is fake, how can you explain that you have been walking for so long? I haven't eaten anything except the fruit that is eating like jelly, but now I am not hungry? How can I explain that my little belly disappeared with vomiting.

The more Ding Cong thought about it, the more confused he became, and finally he had to give himself a reluctantly acceptable answer - the brochure that appeared in this strange place should have been put in his pocket when he forgot when he had just fallen asleep and fell to the ground.

Comforted by this self-deception, Ding Cong gradually calmed down. Reaching out and picking it up again, he put it under his eyes and looked at it. Just as he was about to throw it away again, Ding Cong's eyes were on the picture and text on the back of the booklet.

Ding Cong froze in an instant.

He couldn't be more familiar with this booklet, and when he first arrived at the museum, Director Zhao took it to give Ding Cong a brief introduction. Later, in order to understand the situation of the museum as soon as possible, Ding Cong carried it with him for a long time. During that time, it can be said that this booklet was his guide to his work.

"How did the text in the picture and text change?" Ding Cong brought the booklet to his eyes again, looked at the text on the back, opened the booklet again, and carefully looked at the text on each page.

Sure enough, the content is completely different. The original tour route, the introduction of the site, the connotation of the cultural relics, etc., have all changed, and it is a short article. After reading it carefully, I found that this article is actually about how to enter meditation, absorb aura, transform aura and use soul power, etc.

"This ...... Is this a method of cultivation?" Ding Cong really couldn't imagine how ridiculous these things were happening now.

......

"Senior brother, you ...... You ......"

"If you have something to say, don't ramble. ”

"Are you being funny? You actually write about the cultivation exercises in the brochure? Can we be more outrageous?"

"What? Are you saying I'm unreliable? Then let me ask you, who just talked about history? Who told the story with a preface that didn't match the afterword? It made Ding Cong suspicious? If you hadn't run fast, and when he became more suspicious, the nightmare would have been enough for you to lie down for a few years, hum!"

"Hehe, senior brother, you also know me, sometimes I talk like this, but it's not brainy. ”

"Hmph, if I hadn't seen you in danger just now, I had to wake him up with the booklet in my hand. ”

"Hey, senior brother, don't be angry, it's because I'm not careful enough that I almost made a mess. Thank you, brother, for helping me get out of danger. ”

"Alright, don't talk about that. I didn't have enough time just now, so I just wrote the exercises on it, and the method of using soul power was only written at the beginning, and the rest had to be comprehended by himself. ”

“...... Brother, don't scare me. ”

"What are you scared for?"

"Senior brother, is it true that if your soul power reaches the transformation stage, you can open the door of loneliness. Do we really want to stay here and wait for him to practice to the point where his soul power transforms? Besides, what you gave him is a castrated version of the exercise, this is ...... What a hard comprehension"

"Anyway, we can't help him anymore, we have already violated the will of the master, and now we can only do this first, let's take a look first." ”

"Is there really no other way? I don't want to wait here, even if his talent is unique in ten thousand, and his chance is unparalleled, it will take hundreds of years. My youth~, my embroidery~"

"Alright, alright, stop howling. Well, it's a waste of time to wait. But it's really hard to get out of it. ”

"Is there no way at all? What about a pinch? What about a pinch? What about a dingding? a ......"

"Alas, forget it, I'm afraid of you. The solution is still the same, but whether it is successful or not depends on his situation. ”

"What's the solution? ”

"Let me ask you, why did the master ask you and me to do this this this time?"

"Because the senior brother is calm enough, smart enough, decisive enough, and enough~"

"Enough, mostly you. ”

"I? I should be able to open the door of loneliness? Oh, I see, do you want me to open the door for him outside? No, since the master let him come out by himself, if I open the door outside, the old man will immediately notice how the door is opened. ”

"Who said you were allowed to open the door? Think about it, a few of our senior brothers, except for the senior brother who has cultivated to the stage of soul power transformation, the others are still a little behind. But why are you able to open the door? ”

"Well, what does Senior Brother mean by a special physique? But I don't see what kind of special physique he is?"

"I don't know if he has a special physique, but we can make him a special physique for the time being. ”

"Oh, and this way, how do you get it?"

"Soul Transfer. ”

“...... , Senior Brother, let's watch him practice. ”

"Hehe, yes, I don't care. ”

“......”

“......”

“...... I know that this soul transfer is to exchange my soul for his divine soul, but I can't use it again until his soul power is about the same as my current one. That is to say, I want to practice for him in his body, and I can't take it away when I change it back, isn't this making a wedding dress for him? And if his qualifications are really not good, when will I be able to cultivate to the current level? Senior brother, you just don't help me, my youth~, my embroidery~"

"Hehe, then I can't do anything, let's look at him obediently. ”

“......”

“......”

“...... , Senior Brother, is there really no other way?"

"Maybe there is, but, I don't know. Hehe. ”

“......”

“......”

“...... , Okay, just take the risk to try, it's better to wait for a hundred years than to give it a go, for embroidery, fight, maybe his qualifications are really good, and he can repair it back in a few years. ”

"Fight?"

"Fight!"