"So coincidentally?"

Ning Feng couldn't help but look up at the sky, only seeing the ceiling, and not seeing a human face in the sky smiling.

Since it's not God staring, there would be such a coincidence in this world?

"I'm so lucky. ”

"Or Li Mubai, you are too unlucky?"

Ning Feng felt that the latter was the majority.

Immediately, he distracted himself from all distractions and focused on the information.

It reads:

"The Demon Sea, whose real name is seven-colored light, is named because of the seven colors of sea water in its sea area, which is extremely beautiful, so it gets its name. ”

"In the past, the seven-colored sea of light was surrounded by many islands, a fairyland place on the sea. ”

"Until a certain day, I don't know the specific time, a black-robed man came from the open sea, visited the islands one by one, and finally at a certain island conference, the black-robed man lifted the black robe, revealing an ugly appearance, all of which were sharp blade scars, which made people not want to take a second look. ”

The black-robed man scolded loudly, to the effect that he was a man in the seven-colored sea of light, persecuted by the Archipelago Alliance, his family was ruined, and he was left alone in the family. ”

"The effect of the day, the cause of the day, now that the revenge has been avenged, he is no longer interested. ”

After saying that, the black-robed man committed suicide on the spot, laughing wildly before he died, and he looked very hearty. ”

The crowd was at a loss, and no one knew what he meant by revenge, but they were just speculating in their hearts, judging their origin by virtue of the relics of the black-robed man, and so on. ”

"The next day, a sudden change occurred, and the islands sank into a reef around the sea, and the creatures of the seven-colored sea of light became extinct, and some ghosts cried. There's a roar. Ten years without stopping. Got the name of the Demon Sea. ”

"Later, the original seven-colored light sea natives went out to avoid trouble, escaped a disaster, and spread the matter, everyone was shocked, and many people used this to educate their children and grandchildren, and the atmosphere of the left near the sea was clear!"

“......”

There is also a lot of miscellaneous information in the data, including the analysis results of the things left by the black-robed man, and so on. Whether useful or useless, Ning Feng counted every word, and looked at it carefully, for fear of missing something.

"What a stroke of luck!"

"The more you look at it, the more it looks!"

Ning Feng snorted his teeth, this kind of completely unexpected providence made his heart furious.

"Before he committed suicide, the black-robed man had traveled all over the islands, and he had been seen burying something somewhere, or throwing things off somewhere. ”

Those who saw it thought that he was burying a treasure, but he did not think that it would be a dark soil. I was impressed. ”

"Bury, throw out the soil. The seven-colored sea of light turned into a demon sea......"

"The more I look at it, the more it looks!"

Ning Feng originally just wanted to get some information from the origin of the Demon Sea, and far-fetched to come up with a fake news about the location of the Demon Land, which attracted Li Mubai to come and wait for work.

Now it seems that it was a mistake, and I really got the clue of the demon land.

"The black-robed man probably wandered somewhere and discovered the weirdness of the demon land, so he brought it back, polluted the seven-colored sea of light, turned it into a demon sea, and took revenge. ”

"This person doesn't know what is called Demon Dye Dream Land, but he just uses the most basic effect of Demon Land, if he doesn't use Li Mubai, I don't know how many years the Han Sea has become a Demon Dye Domain. ”

"Also, this person committed suicide on the spot, but it may not be lifeless, when it is illegal to take the soil, he has been polluted by the demon soil, and he will not live long, so he will simply die after taking revenge. ”

While making a judgment, Ning Feng carefully wrote down the bits and pieces of the information, and firmly remembered the clues about the origin of the black-robed man.

"Smack!"

With a soft sound, the file closed, and the dust rose up, and ordinary people must have coughed incessantly.

Ning Feng was unconscious, half of his mind was analyzing the traces left by the black-robed man and judging where the demonic soil came from, and the other half was weighing the pros and cons.

"With this information and some effort, I should be able to find out where the real demon soil is. ”

"Just in that case, do I want to go ahead with my original plan?"

Ning Feng was a little undecided, the pros and cons involved were too complicated, and it really couldn't be straightened out in a while.

"According to my original plan, even if it fails, it will not affect the overall situation, it is just a trap. ”

"If it were replaced by a real demonic land......

Ning Feng's mind appeared in Li Mubai's mind again, what he said and so on.

"Li Mubai doesn't need much demonic soil, although the Yinxu transaction will give him enough weight sooner or later, but after all, it will take time and pay a price!"

"But if my layout fails, and Li Mubai is not only not killed by me, but gets enough demonic soil from it, then don't I also make him a wedding dress?"

Unconsciously, Ning Feng circled around the place.

Suddenly-

He stopped, and looked up, and directly above him, the roof had fallen into disrepair and a large hole, and the moonlight shone like water, falling right on his body, as if gently draped him in a garment.

"I think it's bad. ”

Ning Feng smiled to himself and muttered to himself: "Manly man, just do it, why do you want to do so much." ”

"My original plan may not be much better, Li Mubai is a native of the Han Sea after all, he may not have no other channels, no one else to provide him with information. ”

"The Demon Sea Trap may not be able to deceive him, and he may not be able to get the true Demon Land information. ”

"In this case, what do I hesitate about, just use the real demon soil to lure him into the bait. ”

"One thought of the king, one thought of death, one step of legend, one step of mud. ”

"The comparison between the old days and the present day of the Du family is just like the comparison between me and Li Mubai's survival. ”

"I've laid out the situation, if you have enough ability, what if you win everything?"

"If you dare to do it, you will have no complaints. ”

Ning Feng figured it out, not trapped by the demon barrier, and couldn't help laughing out loud, the laughter shook, the roof trembled, and countless dust was shaken off, alarming the half-starved rats scurrying around.

Although the old family members who took care of Du Fanchen's house were old and deaf, such a voice was not so loud that they could not be heard, and they trembled and trembled. Push open the door of the library. But there was no one.

"Hey, why is there a bigger hole in the roof? ”

"Hey. I'm old, I can't take care of it. ”

The old family shook their heads and sighed, and went back to rest.

Ning Feng, who left from the roof, was still coughing as he walked, and the dust was so big that he couldn't stand it.

Now he was not in a hurry to carry out the plan, and first went to find an inn and settled down.

In the following days, Ning Feng's figure appeared all over the old iron port. Collect information, ask old seafarers, and make all kinds of preparations.

"It should be in this area!"

On the first day, in the middle of the night, Ning Feng lay on the desk, rubbing inch by inch the chart he had drawn according to the information of the Du family and the dictation of a group of old seafarers.

"That's it!"

"You can't go wrong!"

On the third day, still at night, the same case was taken. Ning Feng straightened up abruptly and slapped the chart with a slap.

"Bang la la". The charts split into countless fragments and turned into butterflies.

Ning Feng didn't need it anymore, the place where the word "Demon Land" was finally marked on the chart was now firmly engraved in his mind.

After a few days, his eyes were as red as rabbits, and he never closed them.

"All that's left is to prepare. ”

Ning Feng returned to the bedside and fell backwards, not even having time to take off his shoes and socks, and fell asleep.

In the past few days, he has not only inquired, sorted, and drawn, but also how to spread the news, how to lead Li Mubai into the urn step by step, etc., exhausting his energy.

In his sleep, Ning Feng vaguely saw a pitch-black land, where demonic energy was rising, and countless demon-like creatures were surviving, fighting, and devouring each other's flesh and blood......

The next day, Ning Feng woke up and ran to the port as soon as possible.

He didn't want to go to sea, but he wanted to find something.

"I don't know if it's still there?" Ning Feng thought anxiously as he hurried away, and couldn't help but regret a little that he hadn't bought it before.

Well, he's here to buy something.

"Really?"

Ning Feng arrived at the port, went around a few times, and was still almost smoked by the various smells that filled it, this is not the point, the key is that he did not find what he wanted to buy.

He was a little unwilling, and with his memory, he came to the place where he had last heard of the selling.

The location there, the vendors setting up the stalls are obviously a little sparser than a few days ago, after all, the prosperity here is closely related to whether it is the arrival of a large fleet.

Ning Feng couldn't remember which vendor was selling it that day, so he found a vendor who looked a little familiar and should have seen it.

"This son, I don't know what I want to buy? My old Xu has a lot of treasures from the open sea, and it's a great thing to buy it back to be an heirloom or something......"

When the chubby stall owner saw the guests, his drowsy expression was suddenly swept away, and his mouth crackled for a while, giving people the feeling that it was not like a stall, like a tomb robber.

Otherwise, how can it be passed down at every turn, and three steps and two sentences are ancestral heirlooms?

Ning Feng didn't listen at all, his eyes swept back and forth on the stall, and finally a look of loss appeared on his face.

"It's not him......"

"Not here!"

Ning Feng sighed and turned around to leave.

How long has Fat Lao Xu been in business, and there is no need to mention the strength of his eyes, so he hurriedly grabbed it and said: "Childe, I Lao Xu really have everything here, in case it is really not, of course I am talking about just in case, it is generally impossible, I can find all the brothers to come over." ”

"Lao Xu, I have been setting up a stall for decades, I am familiar with people, and I have a wide range of people, so I can't get anything. ”

In the previous words, Ning Feng thought that Lao Xu was farting, but the last sentence still made him stop.

The palm of the hand that was about to slap Lao Xu's hand turned around, fell on Lao Xu's shoulder, and asked in a sincere tone: "I'm here to buy wood, and I'm going to make a set of furniture......

"Stop!"

Halfway through speaking, Ning Feng saw that this Lao Xu had the intention of opening his mouth again, so he hurriedly waved his hand to stop, and then forced the other party to swallow back the words of the sales pitch with his eyes, and then continued: "I'm not interested in other wood, but I heard someone here selling a kind of sassy wood a few days ago, I don't know Lao Xu, do you know that stall owner?"

"Po Sha Mu?"

Lao Xu scratched his head, falling pieces of dandruff, looking scary, startled Ning Storm back a few meters.

"I remembered. ”

Lao Xu shouted, turned his head to look, only to find that Ning Feng was far away, and asked suspiciously, "Son, who are you?"

You continue. ”

Ning Feng looked at the dandruff that had not yet fallen, and forcibly held back his anxiety and did not come closer.

"Oh. ”

Lao Xu didn't know what the problem was at all, and continued: "Childe, what you are looking for is the so-called sacred wood produced on the island that Shen Tuxiong slaughtered under the Jumang Throne, it seems to be called the name of Po Suo Mu......

Lao Xu jumped out of his mouth in a series of ways, until he saw Ning Feng's expression of wanting to kill, and then he stopped abruptly, looking like he was not too addicted.

"Okay, don't worry. ”

Lao Xu thought for a while and said: "The stall owner's surname is Chen, Lao Chen is here, a foreigner, and he left three days ago." ”

"Gone......"

Ning Feng was disappointed, but he didn't buy it at that time, so he had no chance.

Three days ago, he had just come out of the Du family's old mansion.

"Unfortunately, I'll have to find a replacement, time is running out. According to the description, this Posa wood should be able to be used to refine the treasure of the demonic earth in a short period of time. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

Ning Feng shook his head, and was about to turn around and leave again, when Lao Xu's voice came from behind him: "Son, don't go, listen to what Lao Xu ......said."

"I just want to be a woodman. ”

As Ning Feng walked, he waved his hand back, signaling not to entangle any more.

I never thought that I couldn't take two steps, but I felt that my sleeves were being pulled, and I turned my head to look, who is it not Lao Xu?

Ning Feng was already in a bad mood, and his face suddenly sank.

"Lao Xu, what do you mean by this?"

"Childe, you are really anxious, and you don't wait for Lao Xu to finish speaking. Lao Xu looked aggrieved, let go of Ning Feng's sleeves, and said, "I have it." (To be continued......)