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In the end, Zhou Ming didn't find any information about monks or laughing faces in Sanyang Village. He had a good mentality and was not disappointed.

He had thought about this kind of result a long time ago. After all, a mask is the best concealment for a person. Putting on the mask is a person, and taking off the mask is another person... Change a mask, and another person.

Although Zhou Ming didn't ask for clues directly related to the monk, he believed that following the clue of Hei Ni, he would definitely find some clues.

In Sanyang Village, the rumors about black mud have a very serious tendency to confess. What's very strange is that black mud and the biochemical meat described in the rumors of Sanyang Village have very different shapes and characteristics.

Zhou Ming smelled the same flavor as the air-raid shelter rumors from this incident—someone was manipulating everything behind the scenes.

But now, they are leaving, they have to find their next destination.

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On the returning car, Zhou Ming kept recalling the battle with Lou Wenzhi that day.

For the hermit, strength is very important, even the most important. After that battle, Zhou Ming understood this truth more deeply. If it were not for the risk of going crazy, he would definitely pursue the strength of the spell madly. And purity.

But he didn't want to be crazy, so he could only rely on the notes given to him by the crow.

According to the method written in the crow's notes, he categorized the moves he performed that night one by one, categorizing the ice chains, the walls of cold fog, and the ice thorns spreading out of the ice walls into the category of programmed spells.

Put the last killer move he used against Lou Wenzhi into a separate category.

The last trick he used was different from ordinary programmed spells. At that time, he gave the ice piece a "cicada" imagination, so that those ice and snow that shouldn't have action thinking, according to people's impression of "cicada" Air waste, which belongs to the fusion of fantasy in the fourth realm.

Zhou Ming believes that if he can truly learn these skills, his combat strength will be improved in all aspects.

Those moves are a good demonstration, which illuminates the direction of learning for Zhou Ming, but it also makes him worried.

There is no doubt that these moves are not his, but the original owner's, he himself cannot use such moves out of thin air.

If only the muscle memory of swordsmanship and hand-to-hand combat remains in this body, Zhou Ming can barely accept it, but if he can use even complex spell moves, it will have to make people wonder whether the original owner has only pure ** .

Regarding this situation, he planned to go back and hit Zhang Wei on the side. Zhang Wei knew everything and might have some ideas.

"A real master! Suddenly he opened his mind." Wang Siyan sat on the iron chair with Erlang's legs tilted, flipping through the crow's notes in his hand.

She put the book on her lap and looked up at Zhou Ming: "Are you sure this crow doesn't know you?"

"He is just my assessment teacher. I met him during the assessment. I definitely didn't know him before."

"That's weird. I met once and not only gave you such a precious relic, but also gave you such a carefully compiled teaching manuscript. No matter how you think about it, I can't figure it out." Wang Siyan shook his head in confusion.

Zhou Ming didn't say a word, because he couldn't figure it out, and he was given a good thing, just like Long Aotian's novel.

Speaking of the silver coin that the crow gave him, the appearance of the silver coin has changed since he opened the red door.

He took out the silver coin hanging on the necklace from his neck, and three-quarters of the silver coin turned into an ugly gray-black color, and he didn't know why.

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Zhang Wei looked at Crow's notes carefully, and occasionally raised his head to look at Wang Siyan and Zhou Ming who were sitting across from each other.

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan stared at a black spot scorched by cigarette butts on the table with serious faces. They were stunned. They had just told Zhang Wei about their curse skills. At this moment, they were suffering a guilt in their hearts. The suffering of feeling, to be precise, is not a sense of guilt, but a sense of guilt.

Zhang Wei squeezed the notes and read the last page, slowly putting down the book: "It's not a new point of view, but the examples in it are very representative. The research is more detailed than most scholars. I will discuss with my supervisor later. Now, it should be possible to formulate a safer training program."

"Yes, yes, Viagra is in trouble." Zhou Ming said with a smile.

Zhang Wei shrugged: "Now let's talk about your problem. Why did you tell me this matter until now?"

Zhou Ming and Wang Siyan were silent for thirteen seconds, and finally Zhou Ming suffocated one sentence: "I don't want you to worry about it."

"Fart!" Zhang Wei's spit star sprayed on Zhou Ming's face, "I was thinking about asking you about your disappearance during winter and summer vacations, but you turned out to be lunatics... It seems that the supervision of you will be stricter in the future. NS."

"You can't say that~ We are not kids, supervision or something, is it too much?"

Wang Siyan tried to get some face back, but Zhang Wei gave a sneer. He waved his hand and directly dispelled Wang Siyan’s dignity. It's up to you, I must control the deposition of curse power."

"Okay, okay, it's all about Viagra." Zhou Ming flattered hurriedly.

Zhang Wei took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, opened the drawer beside him, and took out a notebook from it: "I have encountered a lot of troubles when I have disconnected from you these days. Let me tell you one by one. The first one. The thing is that your house was attacked by gangsters."

"What!" Zhou Ming patted his hands on the table, and he stood up directly, "Then my dad..."

"Goddaddy, they're okay, please calm down a little bit? I will give you a high-energy warning before telling you something that you can't accept. Don't be surprised. It's easy for researchers like me to be frightened. Zhang Weiping pressed his palm and motioned Zhou Ming to sit down.

Then he continued: "The specific situation is like this. One day your dad suddenly called my dad and said that someone was going to attack your home, but because there was no evidence, he could not apply for assistance from the relevant department. I found my dad.

"Because I am a liaison officer, I also have a certain right to speak in the agency. The application for mobilization and alert was approved immediately, and someone took your parents to my house secretly, and then someone attacked your house. Is a conjurer.

"He threw himself away and was caught by the relevant authorities. He is now in prison."

Zhou Ming: "Why would my home be attacked?"

As soon as this question was asked, Zhou Ming had the answer in his heart.

"It's a crying and smiling face."

Crying and smiling want to kill him, it is natural to start with his family. With the intelligence gathering ability of the other party, it is indeed not difficult to know his home address.

Zhou Ming clenched his fists, his heart was very angry, but his mind was clear.

Cry and Smile wanted to kill him because he was tracing the monk, and for this reason the other party actually attacked his family.