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Chapter 687 Parents

A strip about one meter long was raised in his hand and knocked the roof of the quiet room like a hornet's nest on a tree.

Tang Ning felt very awkward, and his current behavior was a little silly.

My aunt shouldn't be so mentally retarded when hiding things, so she dug a hole in the ceiling.

When I was a child, I was naive and said whatever I thought and said what I said.

But my aunt is an adult, how could she make a hole in the good ceiling to hide things?

Besides, although the ceiling in front of me was a little wet and moldy, it was flat and there was no abnormality.

At that time, the roof of the shed was brushed by myself, but my aunt knocked on her head and said that she was not meticulous in her work and was too frivolous.

He threw the strap away and sat on the futon in the center of the ground, regardless of the layer of dust falling on it.

Oh, what are you doing?

At this time, the cell phone in the pocket was buzzing and vibrating. I took it out and saw that it was called by Grand Chief Xu and answered it casually. Grand Chief asked him where he was on the phone. Tang Ning casually said, "It's a treasure hunt." Then he hung up the phone.

Squad leader Xu on the other end of the phone was stunned by his words and didn't understand what it meant.

Turning back to the private room, someone asked her, Tang Ning has gone, and Squad Leader Xu told the truth, and the friends were also stunned. Treasure hunting? What does Xiami mean?

I thought about everything I should think of, and I did everything I could do. I couldn’t find where I found it.

Tang Ning began to blame his aunt in his heart.

If you say you can hide it, just hide it. When someone passes a message, just tell me where it is, why is it so upset now?

Alas, I sighed again, sat on the futon, and sat for a long time without talking. Gradually, he felt something was wrong. It seemed that something was wrong. It was warm under his butt, and it felt like he was sitting on the head of a hot pit. He hurriedly raised his butt and turned around on the futon, and it felt right, it was indeed warm!

The spirit gathering array underground in the quiet room has long lost its effectiveness, and the room has not made a fire to keep warm for a long time. The temperature is almost the same as outside, very cold. Otherwise, Shan Jing and Mu Ke would not be frozen like dead people when their spiritual power is exhausted.

Almost everything in the interior is cold and cold, even with frost.

But how could the futon be warm?

There is only one explanation. This cushion has been specially blessed!

You can't feel it when you look at it, but you can't feel it when you explore the spiritual power. You can only feel it when you touch it in your body.

At this moment, Tang Ning could basically determine that the thing was inside the cushion!

The futon is more than ten centimeters thick and is as big as a pot lid. If the things hidden in the interlayer are not too large, the volume will be enough.

The futon is woven by rattan and is dark brown. It sits cross-sing and breathes for a long time, and the front is polished brightly. The back is as color as new. At first glance, there is no trace of connection between the front and back. Tangning touches it carefully with his fingers, and no gaps are left out.

Finally, he found something different!

The connection is on the side, because the same knitting technique is used, so it will be difficult to see if you don’t touch it with your fingers a little bit and check it carefully.

At the joint, Tang Ning picked out a finger-wide rattan, followed by the second and third...

When he took off the entire cushion halfway, Tang Ning found something hidden inside.

A very old sheepskin bag, bound with something like white silk, radiating a faint glow.

After taking out the sheepskin bag and holding it in his hand, Tang Ning found that the blessing was not on the cushion, but on the sheepskin bag that seemed to be wrapped in this book.

White silk thread is not ordinary thread, but silk that is all made of nephrite.

Jade is brittle, versatile, neutral. It can withstand energy from any attribute. Whether it is arranging magic arrays or barriers, pure jade is the most commonly used and common medium.

The nephrite can only be used to draw silk when controlling the spiritual power to reach an incredible level. If you want to use the silk threads made by nephrite, there is only one magic array in the plum blossom Sanshou Gate, that is, the turtle unwrapped silk.

The biggest function of this magic array is to keep the items from rotting or deteriorating. Place them in one place and can be kept intact for a hundred years, even if soaked in water. It is similar to the Yinsha Bead that Tang Ning appeared in the ancient tomb.

It is usually used to preserve precious items. It is a relatively useless technique.

Holding the sheepskin bag, Tang Ning felt that the things in the bag must be very important, otherwise, the aunt would not have had to use the turtle unwrapped silk to save it.

When laying this kind of magic array, the wire drawing and the array must be drawn at the same time, because the silk drawn from the warm jade will cool down and solidify for a very short time, and the jade wire cannot be broken during the period, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. Therefore, it is very difficult to successfully lay a magic array like turtle unwrapped silk.

It is difficult to arrange the array, but it is relatively easier to crack.

But this is easy to be for the children of the plum blossom Sanshou Sect. Only by knowing the details of the principle of unwrapping the turtle silk can we break the silk that looks like dozens of threads that actually only have one from beginning to end and are wrapped tightly.

If outsiders want to crack it with brute force, the silk will explode and the entangled objects will be destroyed at the same time.

Don't look at a small sheepskin bag, once Tang Ning doesn't know how to force it to break it, the power of the explosion is enough to razor the house to the ground.

Tang Ning stretched out a finger and gently tapped the overlapping parts of several jade silks, with a slight sound. The jade silk wrapped around the sheepskin bag suddenly retracted to the place where Tang Ning was tapped, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a small ball, and then silently turned into a pile of powder.

Without the blessing and maintenance of the turtle unwrapped silk, the sheepskin bag quickly became cold.

Tang Ning was extremely curious about what was inside and opened it slowly carefully.

He was stunned.

A very ordinary black leather notebook and a dozen bamboo slips are rolled together.

The notebook was very thick, and the average notebook was much thicker, but he didn't look through it, but opened the bamboo slips first.

The old objects that were old were yellowed in color and had almost no hair on the head and tail, but the handwriting on them was very clear.

Can't seal characters be objects from the Qin Dynasty?

Tang Ning didn't look at the content carefully, but cared about its origin and year. The first reaction in his mind was how much it would be worth if he took it out!

Haha, I laughed. Since the batch of things were dumped out from the ancient tomb, I seemed to have lost money.

But when he carefully identified the handwriting on the bamboo slips and translated the content into vernacular, his face gradually began to change.

This is a score of practicing martial arts. It is also a broken piece, lacking the first half, so it is a bit difficult to understand and not easy to understand. However, just from what you have in your hands, Tang Ning's heart has already shocked.

What is included above is not the fighting skills, but the internal practice method, such as cultivating the soul, cultivating the body, cultivating the muscles, bones, skin and flesh, cultivating the five internal organs, and even enhancing the oxygen content of the human body's blood.

To put it bluntly, this is a kind of despicable mind method, which is even more magical than the complete version of the Biluo God Fu of the Heavenly Master. It is impossible for humans to create it, but should be obtained from the Heavenly Master.

Once this mind method is successfully practiced, it is not the cultivation level of one's own cultivation, but the level of life.

Simply put, it is artificial life-improvement!

This violates the laws of life evolution and also violates the ethical rules of birth, old age, sickness and death!

At this moment, Tang Ning was not excited, but was afraid!

That's right, it's just fear!

His face was abnormal and his head was covered in cold sweat!

The cause of the ancient tomb incident was because someone tried to obtain the method of immortality.

How similar is the thing in my hand now?

This thing is not a treasure, it is a time bomb that causes disasters and causes disasters!

Tang Ning felt very hot when he held it in his hand, but his heart was chilly.

Grandma, you really have something amazing hidden!

After putting down the bamboo slips, my mood gradually returned to stability after a long time.

I picked up the black leather notebook and just opened it and a photo fell out.

This is an old photo from many years ago. On it is a young couple holding a one or two-year-old child, sitting on two white chairs. There is a big parasol behind it, and the back is a blue sea.

Looking at the person in the photo, Tang Ning's heart trembled suddenly and couldn't help but become nervous.

He was sure that he had never seen the person in the photo, because he had no impression of it in his mind.

But where does that familiar feeling come from?

The young father smiled very gently and looked handsome. His wife was also very beautiful, especially the pair of eyebrows, which were curved and beautiful smile, which gave people a sweet feeling. Moreover, the child in his arms was also curved and cute.

When Tang Ning saw the child's curved eyebrows, he subconsciously raised his hand and touched his own curved eyebrows.

A guess suddenly surged in his heart, but this guess scared him!

An unprecedented fear swept across his body instantly.

His lips were white, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

This kid... won't be...

He flipped through the photos by chance, and when he saw the lines of elegant and timeless handwriting behind the photos.

The head thrusts! The roaring blood surges up! His eyes are wide open! It seems that he was stunned by lightning at that time!

The lip was bleeding, and his eyes were fixed on the lines of writing!

"Tang Jingtian, Ning Xi and his wife, with their son Tang Ning and daughter Tang Xiuer, took photos in the Mondale Islands in 1982."

This line of writing is transformed into Thunder bombarding Tangning over and over again.

Bombing his spirit.

Bombing his soul.

Bombing his body.

Bombing him all.

Bombing him all that has consciousness!

The hands holding the photo are trembling, the lips are trembling, and tears cannot stop flowing.

This is my parents. I have never met each other. I have thought about it many times in my dream, but I have always been my parents who can't see clearly!

No wonder I feel familiar when I see the photo.

No wonder my heart trembled when I saw the photo.

It turns out that this is the traction of blood and family affection in the dark.

Who is that little girl? By the way, her name is Tang Xiuer. Is it her own sister or sister?

Tang Ning didn't know, he was eager to know all this now.

Wiping the tears from his face, he eagerly opened the notebook.
Chapter completed!
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