Reverend Insanity

The night sky in early summer is beautiful.

There is no floating cloud in the sky, and the crystal stars are shining with the moving light.

Sandalwood powder appeared on the scene, replacing the position of Longmao, they sang a song of songs in the grass, on the side of the mountain stream, on the branches.

The lights in the ancient moon cottage seem to be in harmony with the stars.

The green bamboo buildings stand in the night wind, and there is a peaceful and quiet atmosphere under the stars.

Fang Yuan is not in the cottage at this time, but sneaked into the secret hole of the stone.

He was half-squatting on the ground, his right hand draped over the shadow wall, and a blue moonlight radiated from his palm.

On the screen wall, the original picture has already disappeared, and it is no different from the surrounding stone walls. If the source does not clearly remember the location, who knows the power of the wine-walker under this wall?

More than a month ago, the shadow wall changed, and the secret of the wine drinker suddenly appeared. On the screen wall, the wine drinker first appeared in the blood, threatening to leave the image of the inheritance. Then there is a line of blood, suggesting that when people break the shadow wall, there will be a hole. After that, the blood words disappeared, and the power of the shadows on the shadow wall was completely dissipated, and the shadow wall was restored to the ordinary mountain wall.

Although I know the inheritance of the wine drinkers, Fangyuan has no time to explore this.

Because of this accident, he killed Jia Jinsheng on the spot and was busy handling the scene that night. Then, in order to cope with the upcoming trial, the bureau was carefully set up, and the scope of activities has been limited to the cottage.

Until Jia Fu left, the school’s old family revoked the secret investigation. After more than ten days, the wind gradually disappeared, and Fang Yuan secretly sneaked back here.

The bronze sea in the open air is slowly descending, and Fangyuan mobilizes the true element of a stock, constantly pouring into the moonlight in the palm of the right hand.

The moonlight glowed with a soft moonlight, and the moonlight shimmered slightly. Under its action, the stone walls were continuously cut, and a large amount of stone powder fell down.

This is Fang Yuan's subtle manipulation of the moonlight, which he used when he solved the stone.

Compared to the stone, this technique still looks rather rough. But for breaking this thick stone wall, this means it is too gentle.

This is the sixth day in a row for Fang Yuan. I used the moonlight to grind the stone wall.

On the ground, a pile of thick dark red stone powder has been piled up.

According to the truth, the soil of Qingmao Mountain is all green mud. But the mountains here are strangely red and red.

However, fortunately, with this light source, Fang Yuan did not have to prepare for the torch.

In order not to cause suspicion to the greatest extent possible, Fangyuan did not use any tools. The hammer and the shovel are more convenient for him to break the stone wall, but in this way, the sound of the broken wall will reverberate in the summer night.

Regardless of whether it sounds from the outside, the sound is weak or loud, and Fangyuan must put an end to these doubts.

The details often determine success or failure.

For Fang Yuan, caution is not so much an advantage, but rather a habit.

He passed through a lifetime, but he soon received a heavy lesson. It is often said that the more daring a person is, the smaller. In fact, it is not courageous, but cautious and patient. Five hundred years of time, it is the cautious word deposited into his bones.

"Call..." Panting a sigh of relief, Fangyuan slowly stopped the infusion of the real yuan.

He sat down on the ground and it was a little tired.

The entire half-human high shadow wall has been completely worn by him to a thickness of three inches.

He wiped his sweat and shook his shoulders while stretching his legs. Because of the long time squatting, the feeling of numbness and numbness came from his legs.

Hey.

Fang Yuan buckled and knocked on the stone wall.

Listening to this voice, his heart was slightly overjoyed, knowing that the stone wall was getting thinner.

Close your eyes and calm down, and feel the scene in the air.

There are still less than 20% of the bronze Yuanhai.

"Continue to work hard!" Fang Yuan bite his teeth, once again stretched out his right hand and put on the stone wall.

The moonlight of the water blue continued to shine for a quarter of an hour, and Fangyuan suddenly made a move. He took his right hand and was delighted to find that the stone wall had broken a small hole.

He immediately stood up and took a look at his feet.

With a bang, the hole suddenly expanded to form a bamboo basket.

Fang Yuan carefully stepped back a few steps, feeling a dull suffocation, gradually emanating from the hole, and then diffused into this secret hole.

The ventilation effect of the secret hole was not good. When Fangyuan thought about it, he chose to drill the stone seam and return to the outside world.

After a while, he just turned.

The feeling of nausea in the secret hole is much more soothing than before. Fangyuan continues to widen the hole, sometimes using moonlight, sometimes pulling with his hands, and sometimes using his ankles. After a while, he finally widened the hole to a size that he could easily enter.

Looking out from the hole, there is a diagonal straight down ramp.

The ramp is not wide at first, but the more it goes down, the more spacious it is. The man has just rushed into the surge and must bow down and bow his head, but when he walks to the second half, he can straighten up and walk big.

The walls of this hole are also eccentric terracotta, with a layer of slightly dim red light. This makes the scene in the ramp clearly visible.

However, the martyrdom is very long and extends beyond the horizon. Because of the angle, Fangyuan can't see what the end of the martyrdom is.

He stood at the hole and did not immediately step in, but stared at him and stood in the same place.

The inheritance of power is different from the legacy.

Relics are things that a sergeant has died and left behind. The founders often get everything on the body at once.

The inheritance of power is that before the sergeant will die, he does not want his genre to be extinct, or the future of Fuze, or want to leave a final mark in the world, etc., and set the level to test the later people.

In terms of flowers and wines, the reason why he set up this inheritance is very clear. It is to cultivate an avenger and think of the revenge of the ancient moon for him!

If later people can pass these tests, they will be able to obtain various benefits. The person who passed the final test means that he or she has gained a complete strength.

According to the division of the power inheritors, the power inheritance is divided into the right path inheritance and the magic path inheritance.

The right path is usually designed to test the heart and soul of later generations. Those who fail halfway will not have the worry of life.

The inheritance of the magic path is complicated.

People in the Magic Road are often mad, or ruthless, or murderous, can not be judged by common sense.

Some magical traditions are designed to test the mind. There are so many puzzles, many people are trapped in their lives, and they are hard to think about the result.

Some magical traditions, simple to the extreme, is a secret room, which is directly placed with locusts and Yuanshi.

Some magical traditions, the level is cruel, and failure in the middle often means death.

What's more, ~www.readwn.com~ The inheritance of some devils is a lie, and it is a huge trap. They follow the principle of doing things that harm others, and they must work hard to design and hang others before they die.

"Which is the inheritance of the wine drinker?" Fang Yuan thought.

He has memories of past lives, and many famous magical traditions in the future, he is clear. However, this inheritance has not been discovered in the past, and he has no knowledge of it.

"According to the truth, the possibility of traps is not great. Otherwise, the wine drinkers do not have to design this screen. But is there an institution?"

Fang Yuan picked up a piece of stone that was pulled out and threw it into the hole.

The stone bumped in the ramp, and soon rolled out of the horizon of Fangyuan, only heard a series of sounds, echoing in the passage.

Fang Yuan is thoughtful. The result of the stone throwing path seems to be safe.

However, he still did not enter the ramp, but took out the stone powder and sprinkled it evenly around the opening of the ramp. At the same time, at the entrance to the gravel of the secret hole, a thin layer was also sprinkled.

Then he drilled the narrow stone seam at the entrance and left.

In a very hidden grass hundreds of meters away from the river beach, he found the green bamboo wine that he brought with him at any time. He patted the jar and poured a sip of it, and deliberately sprinkled some liquor, damp the clothes, and made a drink.

Taking advantage of the jar, he went back to the cottage and went to the dormitory, just at midnight.

It is often irritating if you don’t return home overnight. This is very good, going out in the middle of the night, returning in the middle of the night.

When I was looking for worms, Fang Yuan had already done this. With the previous record, this kind of behavior is not too awkward now.

The stars disappeared and the night was gone.