【244】Mantis catches the cicada and the oriole behind
In the dark room, which is neither hot nor cold and breathable, the lights as big as beans sway, making it light in the dark room.
Although the Ghost Mother's voice was not loud, there were dull echoes in this secret room.
Lai Yueqi stopped screaming, opened her eyes and joined Xiao Shizhu, and looked at the ghost mother who was already stunned and excited in her eyes with a surprised and suspicious look.
Echoes, endless lingering sounds.
Xiao Shizhu rarely saw the always calm ghost mother like this. She was stunned at the moment, with suspicious eyes. She looked at the ghost mother and stepped forward, bullied her body and stepped forward, reached out and shook the other person's shoulder, and asked in a slight voice.
Arrive: "What's wrong?"
"The legacy of the ancient gods, is this the legendary legacy of the ancient gods?" The ghost mother recovered from her daze and said in a trembling voice: "The Emperor of Fengdu wants the most and is also the thing that falls into the hands of his ghosts the most.
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When she was still a divine servant, she had seen more than once in the current six-day God and Ghost Palace. She was very familiar with the dragon-skin booklets, stone carvings, and soul-bamboo book slips; but when the ancient gods went to the world,
These books that have devoted the lives of the ancient gods disappeared inexplicably.
Seeing each other again today, the ghost mother was as excited as if she had seen old friends who had been reunited for a long time. She was shocked all over. Even her slender fingers trembled.
After a while, Xiao Shizhu and Lai Yueqi were confused when they heard it. The ghost mother stretched out her tongue and licked the corner of her slightly cracked mouth, and hurriedly told her what the ancient god's legacy is and what the Emperor of Fengdu once secretly taught her to find this thing.
I told Xiao Shizhu and Lai Yueqi in detail.
"I always thought it could not be gold, silver and treasures, because the ancient god didn't need money." At the end, the ghost mother analyzed thoughtfully: "When I saw the books in this room today, I immediately verified my original guess;
It is a priceless treasure left by the ancient god for future generations!".
When she finished speaking, Lai Yueqi had already stared at her and her face was full of surprise; obviously the word "treasure" had already shaken her heart.
However, Xiao Shizhu looked dissatisfied, reached out to dig his nose, and said carelessly: "What's the use of this? Atomic bomb on earth can destroy a city in the underworld. The era of the ancient gods has become a thing of the past. Their works are also out of date.
, it’s better to be the actual money.”
"Husband, what you said just now is so childish and confused." The ghost mother was anxious when she heard this, frowned and stamped her feet, and said excitedly: "Do you know that everything in this room is more important than what you said
sharp.".
While speaking, her eyes quickly swept around, and finally landed on a grid on the east wall. Then, the wind blew under her feet and walked over quickly, pulled out a booklet made of dragon skin, and walked back to Xiao Shizhu.
Around me.
"Look, for example, this trick is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancient gods, and it is definitely not comparable to the bullet you said." The ghost mother opened the dragon-skin booklet and pointed to the ancient god text on it and explained to Xiao Shizhu.
: "As recorded above, nine out of ten battles are deceitful. Although those who are generals should know themselves and their enemies and will never be defeated in a hundred battles, they should also use deceitful tricks to create for themselves in wars."
As soon as she spoke, Xiao Shizhu was slightly stunned. He was so familiar with what the ghost mother said. Before the other party finished reading, he couldn't help but interrupt, "Create an opportunity for yourself to stand on your own, and make the war
Become an unfair game to increase your chances of winning."
When he spitted the last word, the ghost mother widened her eyes again and looked at the dissatisfied look on her face. She had been replaced by surprise. After Xiao Shizhu stared at the booklet in his hand, the ghost mother was shocked.
He shouted: "How do you know? Didn't you say you can't understand the divine text?"
"I can't understand." Xiao Shizhu's stunned look on his face did not decrease but increased, and he said blankly: "But the tricks of thousands of techniques my master taught me are no different from what you interpret."
As soon as the words fell, his frown became a little more shocked and suspicious in an instant. He couldn't help but stretch out his slender fingers and gently stroked the book.
Immediately, tears appeared in Xiao Shizhu's eyes.
It is said that tears will not be easily heard, not to mention that a strong human soul like Xiao Shizhu generally does not cry easily; but the content in the booklet reminded him of his master's teachings, and his voice and appearance appeared again.
His mind made him choke.
"What does your master look like?" The ghost mother asked in shock. She remembered that she had always heard Xiao Shizhu mention the master, but never heard him talk about the other person's appearance. She was even more curious at the moment.
Although the names of the Thousand Arts and the Deceits that Xiao Shizhu mentioned are different, the content is the same; this is the knowledge obtained by ancient gods for a long time and cannot appear wordlessly in the world.
This forced the ghost mother to think about whether there is an ancient god who is still dormant in the world? And Xiao Shizhu's master might be a certain ancient god.
"He is tall and thin, skinny, with sharp face, copper bell eyes, a collapsed nose, and a goatee under his jaw. But his face is pale all year round, and his long-term cough makes him look a little haggard." Xiao Shizhu stopped and caressed him gently.
, quietly wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes, and recalled hard: "What impressed me the most was that his eyes were so sharp that they seemed to see through everything."
The ghost mother was stunned again. She had almost seen all the ancient gods, but none of them matched Xiao Shizhu's description. Little did she know that Xiao Shizhu's master was the Nascent Soul of the ancient god, so she didn't even recognize the ghost mother.
But Xiao Shizhu is indeed the true disciple of Taishan Mansion, who is good at deciding good and evil, and is good at deceiving skills.
"Master has never taught me moral integrity, integrity, loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness." The memory gate opened, memories emerged like a flood, and the days of the orphanage turned into pieces, which flashed quickly in Xiao Shizhu's mind, and his face was filled with radiance.
A happy smile slowly said: "But he gave me the feeling of home and the feeling of safety; he made me strong, taught me to fight, and made me omnipotent. Without the teachings of my master, when I am in the world,
People like me who have no diploma or backstage may live worse than dogs."
"He is a good person, but after you say this, he seems to be proficient in magical arts." The ghost mother thought about it and asked hesitantly: "But why do you only teach you fraud, not other magical arts?"
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"I don't know, he disappeared when I was fourteen years old; there was no news as if it had evaporated. I kept looking for him again, but in the end there was no result, just pretending he was dead." Xiao Shizhu shook his head silently, his eyes fixed on him.
Then it became a little dimmed, with a little helplessness and shame between her eyebrows.
He was not sure if his master was an ancient god. What he knew was just a majestic old man; at least in his opinion, the other party's back was majestic.
But he was sure that the master must have passed away. Otherwise, it would be not difficult to find someone with his means and skills, so why can't he find a master?
The three ghosts were speechless; in silence, the ghost mother thought for a while, suddenly realized her mind, her eyes lit up, and she said in a firm tone: "He is definitely an ancient god, because he knew that you were still young at that time and taught you other magical techniques,
It will inevitably cause the mysterious power fluctuations in your body and attract the attention of the Emperor of Fengdu, and then you will not be able to survive; only the wisdom of the ancient gods does not need to use divine power, but it is even more powerful than the magical power required to exert.
Awesome. As long as you use it properly, you can already get over 100,000 magic weapons!".
"Maybe." Xiao Shizhu stood with his hands behind his back, put away his previous expression, calmed down again, and said lightly: "Since the books here are deceitful, please help me interpret them. I read them and chose some.
It is handed over to the four university palaces for use as textbooks.”
The ghost mother responded slightly with her head.
"These books are so amazing." Lai Yueqi was worried and reminded carefully: "Leave them to the ghosts under her, will some ghosts learn to use them to fight against us?"
"Don't be afraid." Xiao Shizhu shook his head slightly and replied: "I want every citizen of mine to be as dangerous and powerful as possible, just to use these ancient books."
Although Lai Yueqi still had some thoughts, she always believed in Xiao Shizhu and Guimu. Seeing that both ghosts had decided, she nodded and said no more.
Immediately afterwards, there were noises outside the secret room, including shouting and apology. Although I couldn't hear what was going on in the secret room, Xiao Shizhu was still alert and frowned suddenly.
"It's your little wives!" The ghost mother calmed down and rolled her eyes at him after a moment of feeling. She was so angry that she was not happy.
"Green pearls and green ivy?" Xiao Shizhu was slightly stunned and then said, "Let's go and see what they are going to do?"
In the bustling south of Yuque City, a magnificent restaurant surrounded by bamboo forests, the deepest private room is quiet; it is completely opposite to the streets of Guishan and Guihai outside the window.
In the huge private room, there were only three ghosts from the Gonggong clan, all wearing court clothes, but they were silent. The doors and windows in the house were closed, and the hot soup and hot dishes on the table did not move at all, so they could only be inserted in the middle.
The three high-end dragon head in the incense burner slowly burned, emitting green smoke with a strong fragrance, turning the house into clouds and mountains.
"I'm so confused." After a moment, the thin old ghost sitting south sniffed and sniffed a wisp of blue smoke. After sucking it into his nose, he snorted angrily and cursed in a deep voice: "The King of Jiuyou is so confused that he wants a woman to enter school.
In military affairs, isn’t it really useless for men to be superior to women?”.
As he spoke, his eyebrows were raised and his face was full of anger. Widths of blue smoke broke out in his mouth and nose, and sprayed out again along his mouth and nose.
"Uncle Gongyuan, please calm down." The chubby little ghost sitting at the bottom right of the old ghost stood up and poured him tea: "This foolish king, we brothers have long disliked him."
"We followed him just because we were blind, and we also blamed the infamy of the surrendered ministers." The burly little ghost on the left hand of the old ghost also snorted angrily: "It's just right now, why not use this to find a ghost to make him return to his country.
A bright world!".
"Don't talk nonsense!" The old man was stern and cursed anxiously: "This is a head-lost word." (To be continued)