"Mother, mother, don't go, let me see your face clearly!"

Another night, Jian Chen suddenly woke up from his dream. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He lay motionless on the bed, stunned for a long time before coming back to his senses.

This dream......

Jian Chen smiled bitterly, since that day, he had been awakened by a dream for ten consecutive nights.

Sleep without intention, get out of bed, light the lamp.

A long sigh of silence added to the infinite loneliness of this cold night.

"I can't see clearly, why can't I always see her face clearly?"

Jian Chen's eyes were full of chagrin, recalling the woman in the dream who couldn't see her face clearly, and there was an inexplicable trace of kindness in his heart.

At this time, he would always put his hand into his arms, because there was a jade pendant that had been treasured for a long time.

The color of this jade is crystal clear, and it is a piece of high-quality Hetian jade, and the embossed pattern on it is carved with a dragon flying and phoenix dancing "morning" in a hollow way.

Jian Chen's name comes from this.

Rubbing the jade pendant in his hand, his thoughts had long since drifted to where he had gone.

After a long while, he was suddenly stunned, and subconsciously touched his arms with his hand, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Because he suddenly remembered that ten days ago, a middle-aged uncle had forced a book of unknown things into his arms.

At that time, Yin Xiukong told him to be in a hurry, and the two returned to the sword shrine, he hurriedly changed out of his wet clothes, and as for the bag of kraft paper, he just casually stuffed it under the bed, and went to the welcome hall to see the master.

Who knew that in the welcome hall, he was disturbed by Bai Zhentian's words, but he forgot that there was still such a thing.

At this time, I remembered it, and after careful calculation, today happened to be the tenth day after meeting my uncle.

I couldn't help but feel gloomy in my heart, the ten-day period had arrived, but the uncle didn't come.

"If I don't come, I'm dead. ”

Although he met this uncle Pingshui, thinking of his words, Jian Chen couldn't help but feel a little sour in his nose.

Hurriedly put the jade pendant on the table, lay on the bottom of the bed and rummaged through, and found the bag of kraft paper.

The bag was two fingers thick, and was very carefully wrapped in vellum paper, and the skin was slightly wrinkled as it had been thrown into the stream with him that day.

I don't know what is inside that caused my uncle to lose his life?

Jian Chen sighed again, and read his uncle's instructions in his heart, and carefully dismantled the outer layer of kraft paper.

After dismantling, it was found that there was another layer of kraft paper inside, so I had to open it again, and the inside was still kraft paper......

Speechless, Jian Chen became more and more curious about this thing, and his attention was completely focused on this small package, and he continued to open it.

This demolition is ten floors.

Originally, I was worried that this thing would fall into the water with him, and then he didn't deal with it in time, whether it would be soaked or damaged, but now that I look at it, I'm afraid that it will be okay to soak it for another two hours.

After the last layer, it was finally no longer buttery kraft paper, but a palm-sized booklet.

There is no name on the cover, and after a cursory flip, there are only seven or eight pages, but these seven or eight pages are ...... It's densely packed with small print.

Jian Chen's scalp went numb with the words on the booklet.

Because he remembered that the uncle said that he wanted him to memorize all the contents inside, and he had to memorize them by heart.

Although the booklet is thin, the font on it is also pitifully small, so rough at a glance, I am afraid that there will be tens of thousands of words.

Exhaling heavily, Jian Chen's gaze at the booklet in his hand was a little complicated, the uncle may have broken his soul in Kyushu at this time, and for the last words of a dead person, he has to do his best to complete whatever he says.

So I turned the first page and read it from the beginning.

The bleak crown has been changed several times, and the few superb scenes are even later, and one thing is born to change into three talents......

It turned out to be a poem at the beginning, which surprised Jian Chen, so he had to continue to look down patiently.

I didn't know that I was fascinated by this look, and the sleepiness that came out of the previous kraft paper was also dispelled a lot, and it took me half an hour to read the whole book from beginning to end.

"Beautiful!"

Closing the booklet, Jian Chen couldn't help but admire, and at the same time had doubts: "Is it because of such a good-looking story that the uncle is going to be chased into a corner?"

It turns out that what is recorded in this booklet is the story of the heroes competing for the deer during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

This kind of story, when he went down the mountain to buy food and clothing in the past, he often heard the storyteller in Qiyang Town under the mountain tell it.

Although the story told by the storyteller is not necessarily as wonderful as this booklet.

But...... If the uncle lost his life because of this story, Jian Chen would not believe it.

Don't...... This booklet does not belong to the martial arts, but an unworldly book in the storytelling world?

Uncle turned out to be a storyteller? And those who hunted him down were the bad guys in the storytelling world, and the uncle was hunted down all over the world just to rob him of this booklet in his secret collection, so that he could rely on this booklet to make a name for himself in the storytelling world?

From now on, you no longer have to squat under the overpass in the sun and rain, but can go further and sit in the teahouse and tell stories?

The corners of Jian Chen's mouth twitched, sweating all over his strange ideas.

In view of the remoteness of this possibility, he had to open the booklet again and read it carefully from the beginning.

Really...... That's a story.

Holding the idea that the uncle could not belong to the storytelling world, he did not believe in evil and read it word by word.

I have to say...... The pen of this storyteller is really extraordinary, he has read it three times in a row, and he still does not find it boring.

In addition to a bitter smile, he still smiled bitterly, this uncle is really a god.

In desperation, he also gave up the idea of exploring the mysteries, didn't the uncle say that he should memorize it by heart?

Then memorize it, and think about it slowly after you memorize it.

When he was young, he was forced by Wu Yuandao to memorize exercises and mantras, and his self-confidence and memory are also good, not to mention that the story itself is also wonderful enough, compared to those boring exercises mantras, it is several times better to memorize.

Moreover...... It's not all useless if this thing is memorized, at least if you mix the rivers and lakes badly in the future, you can also go to the overpass and say that the last two sections earn some entanglement.

Jian Chen is a trustworthy person, since he promised his uncle, he naturally has to do it.

So I beat my spirit, and all the time in the middle of the night was spent here.

......

As soon as dawn broke, Jian Chen was woken up by a burst of shouting.

He raised his head, a little dazed, and then felt that his arm was sore, and his blood was not smooth.

Only then did I remember that I had memorized the booklet last night, and I had fallen asleep on the table unconsciously.

Smiling helplessly, he straightened up and stretched wide.

Then he looked at the pamphlet on the table.

At this glance, he jumped up in shock!

It turned out that he had put the morning jade pendant on the table last night, but I don't know when, maybe it was an unintentional act in his sleep, but the jade pendant was now pressed upright on the spread page.

The word "morning" in the middle of the jade pendant is hollow and carved, and looking at the page through the hollow hole, it actually separates the dense small characters with the head of the fly.

Looking at the hollow part of the word Chen, Jian Chen clearly saw seven words:

There is a mystery in the world!

For a while, he was like a thunderbolt, and the whole person was stunned.

This sentence is very familiar, not to mention that just ten days ago, Bai Zhentian personally said that the tragedy of the destruction of the Luo family in Hengyang thirteen years ago was caused by the Xuan Ming Technique.

And he Jian Chen is very likely to be a member of the Luo family.

"Xuan...... Xuan Ming Jue!" Jian Chen's fingers trembled violently, and he tried several times but never picked up the small jade pendant.

At this moment, he suddenly understood many things, and yet many more things emerged from the mist.

If this booklet is really a secret to the mysteries......

So is the uncle Jin Chong, the elder brother of the sword shrine?

Jian Chen could hear it clearly, Xuan Ming Jue was taken away by Jin Chong thirteen years ago, and disappeared for thirteen years.

So, he is indeed a member of the Luo family in Hengyang?

Otherwise, why is this jade pendant that he has carried on his body since he was a child able to crack the mystery of the Xuanming Technique?

But!

Why did Jin Chong reappear after thirteen years of disappearance, risking his life to give him the Xuanming Formula?

If I was from the Luo family, then it was impossible for Master to pick him up in the wilderness, so why would Master lie to me?

Burst!

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic his heart became, and countless complicated thoughts were entangled in his mind, which made him feel depressed in his heart, and in a trance, he only felt that the true qi between his chest and abdomen was diverging, and he couldn't help but spit out blood.

The blood, red.

In a trance, he seemed to see the dazzling blood sword again......