Urban Super Cultivation

"Huh? Is it really weird? How come there are pen, ink, paper and inkstone in such a place?"

Ye Baiwei, who also has some research on antiques, also came over, picked up the rice paper on the table and read, "This is the best rice paper! However, it will be fine even if it is left for hundreds of years. It is the ink, I just It's very strange, why doesn't it solidify at such a low temperature?"

Taking a closer look at these inks again, Ye Baiwei suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Smell of blood! This ink... these inks are actually blood red. Are they ground with human blood?"

"What? Ink made of blood?"

Hearing Ye Bowei's voice, Lin Feng also looked over curiously. Everyone else followed, including those female workers in the 60s and 70s who just woke up and didn't understand anything.

"Yeah! Boss, come and take a look. These inks are really blood ink. But this is not right! If it is blood ink, it should be easier to solidify!"

Ye Bowei was a little confused, and picked up the brush again, looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "Sure enough! This brush is also made of human hair, this...what is going on? ?"

"The Four Treasures of the Study?"

Walking forward, Lin Feng also carefully figured out these four treasures of the study. If these appeared in ancient houses or ancient tombs, Lin Feng would not be the slightest strange.

However, now that these four treasures of the study appeared in this strange and extremely cold place, it also made Lin Feng a little confused.

"The ghost general, why did he put such four treasures of the study in the extremely cold place? What does he want to do?"

Mural on the wall!

The four treasures of the study on the ice table!

What is the intention of all this?

"If I were General Yuan who died, I think... I am not afraid of death! What I am afraid of is that the blood and grievances of this body are buried. What I am afraid of is that I will bear such a stigma for a lifetime. People call themselves wronged..."

Suddenly, Liao Xiaobing, who was silent on the side, stepped forward, pointed to these Four Treasures of the Study, and said, "Lin Feng, look at the Four Treasures of the Study here. I'm afraid they were made by General Yuan with his own blood and hair. , Someone can write his grievances..."

"Yeah! Xiaobing was right. If I were to die unjustly like this, I would definitely not be willing to reincarnate. I would definitely become such a ghost." Xiao Xuan also nodded and said with emotion.

"Could it be that this ghost general hopes that we can help him avenge him? But hundreds of years have passed, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty has acted as a ghost himself. How can we vindicate him?"

Muronghui slurped his mouth and said embarrassedly.

"Ahui, I think what the ghost general wants is not that kind of redress, but someone who can truly understand him and express his grievances." Li Kai explained to the side.

"So that's it? It's not easy? Look at me..."

Stop talking! Muronghui directly picked up the brush, then opened a piece of rice paper, and started writing with a large brush.

"Ahui is so good? Can you still write calligraphy? See what he can write..."

Ye Bowei was aside, staring wide-eyed.

"Whether we can go out depends on A Hui." Xiao Xuan also stared closely.

Although the others didn't quite understand how to get out, they all stared at Muronghui's movements intently.

I saw that Muronghui looked full of economics, holding a brush, and writing on the rice paper stroke by stroke.

"Okay! You're done, I believe this is definitely the voice of that ghost general."

Hey, Murong Hui let out a long sigh of relief, then unfolded the rice paper in his hand, and said to everyone, "Don’t worry, as long as the ghost general sees this character written by me, he will definitely be moved. Let us all out."

"The characters you wrote? Hahaha...Ahui, can you call these characters? And, what are you writing?"

Looking at this huge picture written by Muronghui, Li Kai was a little bit dumbfounded. He saw Muronghui writing "I'm really wronged" on the rice paper.

"Come on! A Hui, if I were that General Yuan, I would have been mad at seeing you with such ugly words." Ye Baiwei said dumbfounded when he saw it.

"Ahui, if you take such a good rice paper to write on it, it's just violent!" Xiao Xuan also shook his head helplessly.

But at this moment, the entire extremely cold place suddenly shook, and then Murong Hui discovered that the rice paper in his hand had actually dropped out of his hand, and then there was a fire and it started to ignite.

"Oh! What's going on? In such a cold place, why did the rice paper... why did you burn it yourself?" Muronghui looked at the ashes of the rice paper~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and shouted, " This is my painstaking effort!"

"Come on! Ahui, you are completely dross, what kind of hard work!"

Li Kai shook his head, but then looked at the ashes on the ground, turned his head and said to Lin Feng, "Boss, although Ahui's writing just now failed, but this is at least a proof for us, that is, if you want to go out. I guess I really have to write on the paper what General Yuan wants to see..."

"Yeah! I think, I probably understand..."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng, who had been watching the entire extremely cold place with his spiritual sense just now, discovered that when Muronghui finished writing these words on the paper, the familiar spirit of the ghost general seemed to appear. It seemed that he was checking what Muronghui wrote, until he saw that Muronghui wrote such a few words, and the handwriting was still so ugly, that he burned this piece of rice paper in anger.

"Lin Feng, now that we have found a possible way out, what are we going to do next? That General Yuan wants to see what we write?" Xiao Nishang frowned and turned to ask Lin Feng.

"Look at those murals...Here is the life of General Yuan, since he was so unwilling after his death. Then I will, as he wished, complain for him and protect his festival!"

Stop talking! Lin Feng brewed his feelings for a while, and immediately grabbed the brush from Muronghui's hand, took a deep breath, and started writing on the rice paper.

Everyone looked down and saw that Lin Feng wrote three characters "General's Fu" as soon as he wrote.

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