The clues given by Hu Qingtian made Meng Yan very distressed. He didn't understand what he said at all. He was not a master of deciphering codes. How could he find clues from this nonsensical word "car"?
It's really puzzling.
'There is no doubt that Qingtian is the one who knows the truth of the matter, and maybe he is one of the people sent out to break out and ask for help. Otherwise, this guy's martial arts is not outstanding, and his luck is extremely bad. What reason is there?
He ran out, but there was no news about the others?'
Seeing Hu Qingtian's seriously injured condition, Meng Yan was extremely anxious, but he was helpless because even Wu Chou said there was nothing he could do.
'...There is no way, just read the memory.'
'What are you talking about? Just do it!'
'Oh, please help me. Take out his brain carefully without damaging it. I will teach you how to read the memory.'
‘... Take it out carefully? After reading it, can you still put it back? After putting it back, can you function as usual?’
'Then it depends on your ability. Anyway, I don't have this ability.'
Meng Yan originally had some expectations for Wu Chou's plan, but when he heard this irresponsible approach, he was immediately discouraged, gave up, and turned to Ye Jielin.
"Jie Lin, is there any way you can look at his memory?"
"You can give it a try, but..." Ye Jielin said: "There is no guarantee of consequences. This kind of operation related to the brain is basically based on the premise of not considering recovery. If Brother Meng Yan has thought about it, I will be happy to
Give it a try.”
"Damn! You, the emperor, are useless at all. You can't even read your memory. How can you pretend to be a hero?"
Just as Meng Yan finished complaining, Wu Chou suddenly made a voice. 'Master, there may be some clues here.'
'Is there any clue? How did you find it? Didn't you just say that there was no information?'
'Oh, I am useless and lifeless. I am always useless at critical moments. How can you count on me?'
In the inner world, Wu Chou spread his hands, seeming to express his dissatisfaction with his boss with this attitude. Meng Yan didn't care about his attitude, but he could hear something in his words.
'If it doesn't work, what happens now? What's the situation?'
‘There is a professional who says he can provide information that is much more useful than my useless piece of machinery. I will help you take it over.’
After Wu Chou finished speaking, the inner world disappeared into smoke, fully expressing his inner depression. Then, Kim Myung Hee stood up, wearing an earphone and a microphone on her head, and her face was full of novelty.
"Hey, is this brother Meng Yan? Mr. Wu Chou said that you need clues over there, and I happen to know some. I wonder if I can help you?"
Meng Yan's figure did not appear in the inner world, and Jin Mingji could not see anything. She just shouted into the air as if speaking to a god, wearing headphones and wearing white work clothes. Although there was medicine residue on her face, she said no
Looks pretty and cute.
There was a thunderous sound in mid-air.
"Don't call people brother casually! You're still older than me! But tell me the clues you can give me."
"Okay, if the target is a vehicle with powerful destructive power, then in my memory, there are such clues. The first is the underworld chariot from the underworld. This chariot is made of underworld bronze and has eight bloody ghost horses.
Pull forward, carrying the power of the Emperor of the Underworld, crossing the nine springs, passing through life and death, and every time you go out with the horn of the underworld, billions of resentful souls will accompany you wherever you go, the sky will be burned with ghost fire, and the demons will dance wildly, bringing havoc to the world."
Jin Mingji not only said that he also made an empty comparison in his hand. A few sketches were a vivid and vivid championship map, so that Meng Yan could understand the image of the ghost chariot, and his face followed.
'Dry ... That rotten iron is a ghost chariot? It is like that, and I can't see it at all. I need to know it early. When I was in March, I didn’t take it.
Monkey, I am not cool? '
Meng Yan's expression was stinky, and even the inner world also gave birth to a murderous spirit. Jin Mingji said: "Is it wrong? That may not be this. Don't try to watch the Jinwu chariot? It is the legendary sun god.
Manufacturing, forming fire essence, accompanied by Shiyang, boiling gold and melting iron, turning the earth into the sea of the sun, extinction of all things, is also a well -known car in history. "
Not to mention that it was not impressed yet. When I said it, I thought about it. Among the foreigners who were killed in the mountain when I was a kid, there seemed to be a guy who drove a very hot and hot car.
Suddenly the clouds in the sky were dense, and the clouds were miserable. The solar car suddenly lost its kinetic energy. The several foreigners on the top split the corpse of the small horn villagers.
'I still remember that at that time, the dead ghost dad lay on the ground, and what I picked up like a turtle, as if I had eaten ... dry, there were good things to eat but did not distinguish me.
However, there is no affection at all ... '
The more you think about it, the more annoyed. In the inner world, the blood sea of the ring seal is sensing and starts to boil. Jin Mingji watched the situation there, and soon said: "Are these two clues right? The third one, from the nine days, from the nine days, from the nine days, from the nine days, from the nine days, from the nine days,
Outside ... "
As a craftsman, Jin Mingji is absolutely a full -scale book. The dozen kinds of cars that have been said made Meng Yan believe that her fame is not accidental. In contrast
Come and read, and the auxiliary of dance ugly, but it is not like she can use knowledge and be ashamed, but ...
"Wait, you have a lot of diverse diverse, why do you seem to be rumored and myths? There are one or two more realistic things? Surreal things, we can't find it, we are now looking for clues.
It's not a museum. "
"But from the standpoint of the craftsman, the legend is only separated from the front line. It seems that there is only the legendary thing. Maybe it will appear in front of people one day ..."
Jin Mingji made a serious explanation, but because Meng Yan had no response, she whispered, "But, I also want to talk to you, if I didn't take this opportunity, there was no time to talk to you.
Talk ... "
"Well? What are you talking about?"
"Ah ... Actually, there is nothing, just talk about it."
Jin Mingji did not admit it positively, but Meng Yan heard it in his ears and had already understood it. Although she felt that she said this to herself, it seemed a bit uncomfortable.
It's time, I have time after I have time, I will take you to walk outside to play, see what exhibitions, etc., you are really boring here, and you are really angry. "
After Meng Yan finished speaking, Jin Mingji seemed to be very happy, and immediately stood up at the sky, "Talking about words, hooking it."
"Make sure to promise you."
"Then you listen well, the next thing is my personal judgment ..."
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