"Jiang Donghu!" I gritted my teeth and glared at Lao Jiang.
Lao Jiang realized that the problem was serious, and quickly waved his hand towards the cafeteria: "Everyone is watching the excitement, and enjoy your food!"
As he spoke, he calmly flashed the black knife on his waist, and the spectators dispersed.
I explained to Luo Tuo that things were really not like that, but Luo Tuo didn't want to listen. Instead, he asked in a loud voice: "If you can come back so quickly, you must have got that thing, right?"
I nodded and said, "Thank you for your honor, but why are you here and ordering so many weird dishes?"
As I was talking, an idea suddenly popped into my head, and I quickly asked: "Could it be Master Diao here?"
If you are so picky about your food, you can't be a brainless old man like Luo Tuo.
Luotuo nodded, then pulled me and pushed me in front of the master chef in the cafeteria, asking me to think of a solution. How could I instruct others? What's more, the camel just made me look so embarrassed.
So he pretended to smile and said: "Master, Qilin has a distinguished guest this time. Let's give him some of the best dishes we made today."
The master glanced at me up and down, and Lao Jiang hurriedly said, "I am undoubtedly an honored guest."
The master chef Shi Shiran left, but before leaving, he took the initiative to ask Yin Ling'er: "Are the Western chicken drumsticks enough?"
"That's enough, thank you uncle." Yin Ling'er is really an elf who is favored wherever she goes. Different treatment, this is a naked different treatment!
After settling the matter of eating, Lao Jiang immediately asked Luo Tuo: "You always keep your head in front of where the person is."
Lao Jiang has not met Diao Ye yet, and although I have met him, it was only once. However, this person is picky in everything, and I am afraid it will be difficult to get along with him on the westward journey.
Camel told us: "I'm too tired from riding in the car. I feel a little sleepy all the time. I'm still taking a nap right now."
Lao Jiang pondered for a moment and said: "When he finishes eating, ask him to go to the conference hall on the second floor, and we will meet there!"
The camel carefully carried the exquisite lunch box made of Xiwu silver and left, while the rest of us ate in the cafeteria. While eating, Yin Ling'er stared at me with a sly smile: "I didn't expect you to be a pervert, shameless, so shameless!"
The more Yin Ling'er talked, the angrier she became, as if I had really done something.
I quickly explained that it was Lao Jiang’s plan, and even the person who touched the butt...
Lao Jiang coughed hard and stopped what I was saying, but Yin Ling'er still pouted, looking like she was going to eat me alive. Fortunately, He Lanxue helped me support me, and this matter was finally revealed.
After eating, we headed to the conference hall on the second floor.
At this time, there were a few people sitting scattered in the conference hall, and their status should not be underestimated!
The one in the middle is the leader of Qilin. He is still wearing a spotless Chinese tunic suit, his temples are gray, and he always has a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth. But a pair of eyes are like thunder and lightning, emitting an innate aura that makes people respect and fear them.
In the next seat, there sat an old man with a scarred face, wearing a luxurious sika deer blanket, and holding a priceless jade cane in his hand, with a sly look in his eyes as he wandered around.
"Master Diao, you are here." I raised my hands and bowed.
"Yeah!" Mr. Diao nodded lightly.
There are two familiar figures behind him, a hunched camel and a one-eyed sand fox, one standing on each side, like two door gods.
But what makes me strange is that the two black sword unicorns who rescued us in Yinxu last time, Shen Xiaoyu and Bald Tou, are also here. They are sitting on the left side of the conference table at this time.
After Lao Jiang entered the door, he first saluted the leader of Qilin, and then called me. I quickly put the bundle on the table and took out three clay figures side by side.
Mahulaka, Gandharva, and the dragons suddenly came into everyone’s sight!
Diao Ye narrowed his eyes and uttered two words after a while: "The real thing!"
Leader Qilin asked us to sit down quickly. Diao Ye winked at Shahu and said with a smile: "It's so fast, I'm looking down on you..."
Shahu was ordered to place the Yaksha statue in his arms heavily on the table.
I immediately looked over and saw that the Yaksha statue looked like an evil ghost! The skin all over his body turned purple, with two long fangs growing out of his mouth, and the green hair on his head burned like a candle.
He also held a steel fork with cold light in his hand. Jian Shou was currently the most terrifying one among the eight celestial dragons.
In Buddhist legends, Yaksha is a man-eating evil ghost that often haunts the night and sucks the blood of children. After being saved by the Buddha, he became the protector of the underworld. Only by eating a billion evil ghosts in the underworld can he achieve perfection.
Lao Jiang looked at the Qilin leader and said, "Now we have gathered eight of the eight Tianlong statues. As long as we crack the mechanisms on them, it will be easy to handle."
The Qilin leader smiled slightly: "The question is, who will crack it?"
His eyes fell on Diao Ye. Diao Ye pointed to the two warriors behind him and introduced himself to them: "The camel sword is very good. A full moon sword in your hand can't be reached by a hundred people. And. He is extremely good at surviving in the desert. He can determine the direction of the wind and find water sources. Everyone knows that water is very important in the desert. It can be said that even if you have the ability to reach the sky, you cannot survive without water. "
"The sand fox has lived in the northwest since he was a child. His hearing, vision, and smell are very sensitive. He can detect various dangers lurking in the desert and even predict the arrival of wild beasts."
Diao Ye took a sip of tea and added: "These two are my right-hand men. In addition, you will see the lizards and rattlesnakes in Shaxi Shengli later."
"So, these brothers should not be very good at cracking mechanisms." Shen Xiaoyu introduced herself with a smile: "Shen Xiaoyu, specializes in playing with guns, and his hobby: eating small apples."
Shen Xiaoyu suddenly looked at me and added in a bad way: "And to steal the apprentice."
Lao Jiang glared at him and warned him not to try to trick me again!
Baldhead introduced himself with only two words: "Baldhead." He didn't say what he was good at, and he kept it well hidden.
Neither of them knew how to crack the trap, so they immediately turned their attention to the leader of Qilin, and the leader of Qilin looked to Master Diao.
"Don't look at me, Yasha has been in my hands for several months, but there is no progress..." Diao Ye kicked the ball first.
In the end, everyone's attention was focused on Lao Jiang.
"I remember, Lao Jiang, you are the best at breaking traps, right?" the Qilin leader said.
The boss had spoken like this, and it stands to reason that Lao Jiang should have agreed. As a result, Lao Jiang, a guy who deceives his disciples in everything, really did not disappoint me. The first assistant pointed at my head and said in a sonorous voice: "He's here to break it." !”
The leader of Qilin glanced at me, but did not refute: "One has been broken so far, and there are three left. So which one is Li Jinglan going to break?"
I was about to refuse, but Lao Jiang spoke faster than me: "He's totally broken!"
"What? Totally broken?" As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at me in shock.
Not to mention Diao Ye, even the leader of Qilin was slightly surprised: "I heard that Li Jinglan once solved the secret of Mohu Luojia by mistake, but... it was completely broken, can he do it? "
These words simply spoke to my heart.
I held back the hot tears rolling down my face and was about to speak when Lao Jiang covered my mouth: "To be honest, this is the challenge that young people face for the future! Last time he defeated Mohu Luojia, he was like I told him to leave all the next statues to him, and he will definitely break them down."
When did I say this?
Unexpectedly, Shen Xiaoyu not only refused to speak for me, but also turned to Lao Jiang this time: "Look, Li Jinglan's youthful ambition really reminds me of Lao Jiang when he was young."
The Qilin leader hesitated and asked again: "Is he really okay?"
Lao Jiang continued to cover my mouth and said decisively: "Of course, I've taught Jinglan all my skills in breaking down traps. If he can't do it, who can?"
At this time, I wanted to kill Lao Jiang.
Suddenly Luo Tuo spoke in a loud voice, looking completely stupid: "Then can you take your hand away from Brother Li's mouth? I always feel like you don't let him speak?"
Wherever it seems, it is clearly the same!
However, Lao Jiang still had excuses, and finally the leader of Qilin coughed: "Then let Jinglan give it a try. Heroes come from young, and our generation is all about giving young people opportunities."
At this moment, I really doubted what Lao Jiang had said to Boss Qilin in private, and he actually just threw this hot potato into my hands.
The final outcome was no surprise. I was weak, pitiful and helpless and returned to the dormitory holding these statues that no one else could grab.
That night I sat under the window sill and tried to decipher the three clay statues using the first volume of "The Thirty-Six Techniques of Moving Mountains and Reclamating Seas". However, I didn't know how many times I patted their heads. Nothing unusual happened.
My heart skipped a beat: Oops, I’m afraid the cracking method for each clay statue is different!
Old Jiang, Old Jiang, you really made me suffer this time...
I even thought, which craftsman made these eight pieces of Tianlong? Why do you only like to make clay figures? You should sell safes. I estimate that the safes you make cannot be opened by thieves in the world with all the master keys in the world.
I was tired from cursing and cursing alone in the dormitory, so I simply fell asleep on the bed.
In fact, I have an unrealistic fantasy in my heart. If Li Jinglan with three eyes could appear in my dream again, would he tell me how to solve it?
As long as he can tell me, I am willing to turn off the mirror again.
But, will he really show up again?
My eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, as if they were filled with lead, and my consciousness was becoming more and more blurred. In a daze, I actually bumped into him! But this time it was not in the dormitory, but in a dark corridor...
I was like a lost person, reaching out my hand and groping tremblingly in the dark corridor.
But the scary thing is, no matter how long I walk, this corridor will never end!
It's obviously exactly the same as the corridor in the dormitory, but the windows, doors, and house numbers on both sides of it have all mysteriously disappeared. There are only gray brick walls and gray fog, and you can't see the edges at a glance.
I was frightened and helpless, and a cramped and depressing feeling rose from the bottom of my heart and spread towards my western limbs.
The further I walked, the more frightened I became. I was trembling and groping for my body, but I only found a box of matches.
never mind!
A little light is also good.
I was about to strike a match to light up the room, but at this moment, I heard the same sound of striking a match in the empty corridor.
"Tear!"
In the dim firelight, a pale face was reflected.
That face was only a few inches away from mine, almost cheek-to-cheek with mine, but there was no one standing opposite me just now.
What's even more horrifying is that the facial features of that person are exactly the same as mine. The only difference is that there is an upright eye on the forehead with an upright blood-red pupil inside, which looks extremely weird.
Li Jinglan, who had three eyes, was holding a match in his hand. He looked at me mockingly and said two words: "Trash!"
I don’t know why, but the first time I looked at him, I was scared.
This time, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and quickly asked him: "Why can't I break the other three clay figurines even though I used the same technique and recited the same general outline of the Dragon-Seeking Technique?"
My response was a sneer: "The world's institutions, the tombs of the north and the south, are all included in the Thirty-six Secrets of Moving Mountains and Seas. If you can't break it, it's not that you are incompetent, but that you are useless."
"Go back and think about it! If you can't go down one path, then find another path. If you don't make any progress while reading, then read backwards. When you really finish the first volume, I will come back to you. you."
After saying this, he stood up and left without looking back. I wanted to chase him and ask, who are you?
But at this moment, the walls on both sides of the corridor suddenly began to move, squeezing inward inch by inch. Then countless pale hands stretched out. Those hands were like melted white wax, sticky and greasy. Their owners seemed to be sealed in the wall. I vaguely seemed to see that they were all wearing strange clothes. bronze mask!
I wanted to run, but I was grabbed by dozens of hands.
Smiling ferociously, he wanted me to blend into the wall like them.
Just when I was shouting hysterically, I woke up, covered in cold sweat, and my back was soaked with sweat.
But I didn't bother to reminisce about the horrific scenes in my dream. Instead, I quickly pulled out the book "Thirty-Six Techniques for Moving Mountains and Reclaiming Seas" from under the pillow, and started to flip through the first volume to the last page at a fast speed. Read forward.
As I was reading, I suddenly discovered a terrible thing.
It is very possible that this book itself was written backwards!
