Feng Chenglin walked around, but finally couldn't help it and came over again.

Dingmiao turned to look at him and didn't speak.

He also smiled very tactfully: "I just help you see, don't talk..."

He glanced at the Heavenly Book, grabbed it and turned two pages: "You said that if the real person Changyang knew the function of this Heavenly Book was to open a treasure box, but to understand the content above, would he be angry to death?"

Although I don’t know how Changyang Zhenren got this heavenly book, judging from her carefulness, I must know that this book is the key to opening the treasure box.

"I have to say that, Ding Temple, your Miao family's ancestors are easy to use and can actually think of using strokes to make passwords... You said, who did not want to see the contents of the book clearly after getting a book? Only your Miao family's ancestors actually thought of using strokes to make passwords... "

As soon as he finished speaking, Dingmiao suddenly looked up.

That look was very wrong.

Feng Chenglin immediately stood up and consciously scratched his mouth, indicating that he had really shut up this time.

Who knew that Ding Temple frowned: "No, you...what did you say just now?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

say what?

He seemed to have said a lot of things just now, right?

"What sentence do you... want to listen to..."

Ding Temple's fingers were shaking in the void in the air, their eyes flashing and wandering, and they were a little confused: "You...you just said, I...our ancestors... used strokes to make passwords..."

Feng Chenglin was confused: "...Yes..."

No, is there any problem with this?

What he said was the truth!?

Otherwise, what are they doing here?

"Yes, I... why didn't I expect it?"

Dingmiao didn't know what he thought of, but suddenly laughed and looked very proud.

"Is it me, is it me stupid, or is our ancestors smart..."

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Dingmiao suddenly turned around and hugged him with his arms open.

"Good brother, thank you for reminding me!"

"...Haha, you're welcome..." Feng Chenglin became more and more confused.

"If it weren't for you, I would definitely be struggling in the heavenly book like Changyang Zhenren!"

"...Is that true?" Feng Chenglin couldn't help but look down at the Heavenly Book: "Is it that your password to open the box is not... not the Heavenly Book?"

"It's the Book of Heaven!"

“…”

"But it's not a heavenly book!"

Dingmiao was ready to rub his hands, and patted his hands vigorously, and was full of energy.

"Specifically, after the matter is over, I will tell you again, now..."

His expression suddenly became solemn. Feng Chenglin didn't dare to joke anymore. He held Tianshu and looked at his hand nervously.

I saw Ding Temple pulling the box for about ten times—

"Click!"

The sound of opening the machine.

The hand of Ding Temple suddenly stopped and stopped moving.

Feng Chenglin's heart immediately jumped into his throat, and even his breathing paused: "What... how?"

Why don't you move?

Is there something wrong?

Not right!?

Dingmiao turned his head and looked at him calmly, without saying a word.

Feng Chenglin was anxious: "No, you said something, will it be..."

"KaKaKa"

The continuous rotation of the mechanical sound suppressed Feng Chenglin's irritability.

He stared at Ding Temple.

Ding Temple was also watching him.

Feng Chenglin was furious when he was seen: "Don't, don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I feel furious... Why does this thing have a sound?"
Chapter completed!