At this moment, Yang Kang's favorability towards Wang Chongyang dropped to the freezing point.

But I finally came here and naturally couldn't go back empty-handed, the abridged version is better than nothing, and now I forcibly memorize it, go back to the middle capital and compare the second half of Mei Chaofeng's volume, and see if I can spell out a nearly complete version.

Yang Kang struggled to remember, those words were okay, although they were obscure, but there was always a way to follow, but some of the symbols were too rebellious, like ghost drawings.

Huang Shang is a native of the Central Plains, and the "Nine Yin True Scripture" is Taoist martial arts, but these symbols are a bit like Buddhist things, which is really incomprehensible.

Yang Kang had no choice but to forcibly memorize, although this memory method can be remembered temporarily, but it cannot last, the longer the time is passed, the more you forget, just like a student who recites a day or two before the exam, and forgets most of it after the exam.

There is a person with excellent memory in this world, and that is Huang Rong's mother Feng Yu, who used her extraordinary memory to write down the "Nine Yin True Scripture" she had just flipped through, and she was able to recite it immediately, thus deceiving the old naughty boy.

But when the "Nine Yin True Scripture" was stolen by Mei Chaofeng, she wanted to write it silently from memory, but in the end it was not completed, but she was exhausted and died of dystocia.

This shows that no matter how clever the memory is, it has a time limit, unless the human brain is developed to the extreme.

It took Yang Kang more than half an hour to complete all the memorization work, and he needed to leave the ancient tomb to find a pen and paper and transcribe the scriptures, otherwise he would forget some of them.

Once something like a martial arts cheat is incomplete or has a vague memory, it will cause unpredictable consequences, and Ouyang Feng is a living example.

He has two ways to go, one is to return the same way to continue to deceive the maid and Grandma Sun, and then find an opportunity to leave, which will undoubtedly take more time and be more risky.

The second way is to follow the secret passage carved by Wang Chongyang in the stone chamber, and go through the underground tunnel of Guò to get out of the ancient tomb, but there is a waterhole there that needs to be dived through.

At this time, it is a cold winter, the water is bitingly cold, I am afraid that the pool water has already frozen, and this road is impassable.

What Yang Kang needs is time, he doesn't want to deal with that maid anymore, it's too dangerous, once that maid sees through his plan, I'm afraid that he will immediately kill the killer.

He remembered the location of the secret passage clearly, and left the stone chamber and walked towards the underground tunnel, the terrain getting lower and lower, and the cold wave became more and more intense, making him shiver.

Half an hour later, Yang Kang heard the sound of running water, the water in the stone cave had not yet frozen, he tried the water temperature, and it was cold.

Yang Kang gritted his teeth, ran his true qi all over his body, moved his body again, put his body in a state of excitement, and then took a deep breath and went into the water without hesitation.

He knew that the longer he was in the water, the more dangerous it became, and if he froze, he would become the unluckiest traverser in history.

It was pitch black all around, and the ice water soaked his whole body, making him tremble, but the strong survival ** stimulated him, and he rowed forward with all his might.

I don't know how long it took, but he felt that the water was getting higher and higher, so he went upstream, touched the water, and touched the ice, and it seemed that this was already outside the ancient tomb.

Yang Kang slammed the ice with all his might, and this was his only chance to survive.

Click!

Under his continuous knocking, the ice began to crack, this sound was so beautiful, it was like heaven, Yang Kang continued to work hard, and finally the cold air came to his face, and he breathed heavily, as if he had been reborn.

Unable to stay in the water for a long time, Yang Kang grabbed the ice and turned over on the ice, at this time the snow was still falling, falling on his face, and instantly frozen.

Yang Kang identified the direction, saw the faint fire in Chongyang Palace, and ran over, he couldn't stay now, not only because of danger, but also because his body was in a stiff state, so he could only keep moving and keep warm.

Half an hour later, I arrived in the small town at the bottom of the mountain, and in the middle of the night, the townspeople had already rested, and it was pitch black all around.

Yang Kang relied on his memory to come to a shop that sold the four treasures of the study, climbed over the wall, broke into the shop, and found pen, ink, paper, inkstone and an oil lamp.

The owner of the shop pù lives in the backyard, and there is no one keeping vigil in the shop, which is the sphere of influence of the Quanzhen Sect at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, not to mention that the house is not closed at night, and the road is not forgotten, but no one dares to come here to make trouble.

He lit the oil lamp with the fire fold stored next to the oil lamp, spread out the paper, melted the ink from the cold tea in the kettle, and began to write the scriptures he had just written down with a flame the size of a bean.

Time passed minute by minute, Yang Kang didn't dare to stop for a moment, he was afraid that once he stopped, he would forget something, until he finished writing the last word, then he let out a long breath and collapsed on the ground.

But he knew that this was not the time to rest, and after only a quarter of an hour he got up, packed up the transcribed scriptures, and put them into a box in which the inkstone was placed in a shop, and he carried the box, turned over the wall, and went out of the town.

Only when he leaves the confines of Jungnam Mountain will he feel safe.

In the vast snowy night, a small figure walked forward in the wind and snow, leaving a series of footprints, and then covered by the wind and snow.

When Yang Kang had just entered the underground tunnel, the maid and Grandma Sun, who had been waiting outside for a long time, entered the stone room to investigate the situation.

The five sarcophagi still exist, but the little girl is gone, could it be that she entered the sarcophagus and merged with the young lady?

The maid was thoughtful, and she found that not only the little girl was missing, but also the candlestick, and she carefully examined the five sarcophagi, and found on the fourth sarcophagus a little ash left by the wick after the candle had burned.

In this era, the people who can use candles are all big families, the flame of the oil lamp is too small, the candle is relatively bright, Lin Chaoying is not short of silver, there are candles stored in the ancient tomb, usually they rarely use it, they can find a place with their eyes closed in the ancient tomb, and the candle flame was lit tonight because of Yang Kang's arrival.

The wick of the candle is made of cotton thread, and the wick needs to be constantly trimmed during the burning process, so that the ashes of the wick are left behind.

When the maid came to the sarcophagus, she also found the small characters engraved by Wang Chongyang, which she didn't know at all.

According to Wang Chongyang's guidance, she came to the secret room under the sarcophagus and saw the true scriptures engraved on the stone wall, which shocked her very much, this is obviously an extremely advanced martial arts, when she didn't find the little girl in the stone room, she understood that there were other passages here.

In this way, she and Grandma Sun walked all the way, and finally found the lost candlestick, the candle flame was still burning, but the little girl was gone.

Looking at the water in front of her, the maid sighed in her heart.

The little girl entered the ancient tomb probably for the sake of the scriptures, the maid had just hurriedly swept the contents of the scriptures, and she knew that any kind of martial arts could create a martial arts master if they were put into the martial arts.

What's more, a little girl who is only six or seven years old has such scheming and perseverance, this is the most terrifying, whether that little girl is reincarnated or not, I am afraid that martial arts will be troublesome from now on.