After breakfast, Duanmu Yawang and Huofei Xiaobailu Fanjing went back to the room. Duanmu Yawang originally thought Gong Yulan was still writing, so he dared not make a noise when he approached the door.

Duanmu Yawang opened the door lightly, and when she looked inside, she saw Gong Yulan standing by the desk, clearing the papers on the desk.

No matter how small the sound was, he couldn't hide it from him. He glanced at them and waved to her: "I'm back?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang walked towards him with a smile, Gong Yulan put his arms around her shoulders, ignored the people behind, and then bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead.

He was shameless, and Duanmu Yawang still had a face. She stretched out her hand and pinched his waist and stared at him.

Gong Yulan pursed her lips, glanced at the door, and let go of her arm unhappily.

Duanmu Yawang ignored his emotions and asked: "Have you finished writing?"

"Well, I wrote everything I remember."

Duanmuya looked and listened, turned her head and motioned to the Brahma Sutra who was hesitating at the door to come in, and gave them a wink to signal them to come in, and then stretched out a hand and said, "Let me see?"

"Um."

Gong Yulan obediently handed her a stack of paper in his hand.

Duanmu Yawang took it, browsing one by one.

This time she browsed very carefully. She found out the characteristics of every figure on every piece of paper. She looked at her for several moments on a few pieces of paper. After reading most of the paper, she felt thoughtful. , "It feels like there are some rules in these graphics."

"You also found out?"

Gong Yulan smiled and touched her head to express his approval. He took out a piece of paper or two from her hand and clicked on some of the patterns: "The corners and depressions on the left of these figures are the same."

"right."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, referring to the other patterns on the drawing, "There are also these few. If we twist and combine them, it feels like a mosaic relationship with each other, and they can hug each other."

"Um."

This Gong Yulan only agrees, but both of them are not optimistic, because there are so many patterns on the paper, but there are so many patterns that can be found on the paper, and the so-called patterns are just what they feel, whether they are correct or not. Don't know.

"take it easy."

Gong Yulan only saw that she was holding a stack of papers, looking at patterns one after another, and looking at each piece of paper, warmly said: "These patterns must be missing, and the number of missing is huge, there are too many missing, it is difficult to find. For useful things, I have time to study it or two."

"Right."

Duanmu Yawang did not object, but instead of passing the paper back to Gong Yulan, she carefully scanned the paper again.

Then he handed it back to Gong Yulan.

"Did you write it down?" When Gong Yulan asked Duanmu Yawang, he glanced at the Buddhist scriptures that was quiet after entering. The Buddhist scriptures realized that he jumped from the chair and reached out to take the paper in Duanmu Yawang's hand.

He placed it in his palm, and as soon as he took it away, he put the paper into the storage space inside the crutches of the other person's head.

"Um."

Duanmuya nodded, "Note that if you see similar graphics in the future, I might be able to help too."

The Brahma Sutra saw that the two of them were about to talk, and said excitedly: "Master Xiaoyawang, why don't we go find a place to practice Fei's strength?"

When Huo Fei heard it, he raised his eyes and looked at them.

Duanmu Yawang saw the expectation in Huo Fei's eyes, and she looked at Gong Yulan, "The drill needs an opponent, do you accompany Fei to practice?"

It’s better to have a strong opponent during the drill. Little Bailu is a small weak chicken. Although the Brahma Sutra is good, he is far behind Huo Fei. Before Huo Fei was much stronger than him, let alone now.

Only Gong Yulan was the only one who was suitable to accompany Huo Fei's rehearsal.

Gong Yulan faintly glanced at Huo Fei, and hummed blankly.

"Thank you brother."

A light of excitement jumped in Huo Fei's eyes.

No matter how quiet the child is, it is impossible for him to feel as though he is still in the water at this time.

"By the way, Xiao Yawang, are you going?" The Brahma Sutra asked Duanmu Yawang: "Or do you have something to do?"

"What are you going to do?" Gong Yulan asked, looking down at her.

"Return to Spirit."

"Return to Spirit?"

The Brahma Sutra was stunned for a moment, and some of them couldn't respond, "Xiao Yawang, who do you want to return to?"

"My brother, Mu Qingchen and Mu Feng." When Duanmu Yawang said, seeing the Brahma Sutra grows up, she raised her eyebrows: "Why is it so surprising? Didn't Xiao Baibai tell you, I Have you found the flesh and soul of the three of them?"

"I didn't say it!"

The Brahma Sutra was so excited that the shopkeeper slammed on the ground, and stretched out his hand to pat the head of the little white deer who was about the same height as him, "Well, why are you so confused, you don't tell me such an important thing!"

Xiao Bailu was accused of being so wronged: "You said yesterday that you were very tired and sleepy, and you want to rest earlier? Fei and I are in the same room. How dare I disturb you?"

Right……

It was too late yesterday and they ran around for too long. He fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed. Xiao Baibai only woke up when he woke up in the morning. He came over to look for Duanmu Ya after washing. He really didn't have time to talk.

Gong Yulan listened to their words and narrowed his eyes: "Have you found the flesh and soul of the three of them?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang nodded and was about to speak, when the Brahma Sutra suddenly flashed, "Xiao Yawang, the master and I have been looking for you for a month. Couldn't you just be looking for the flesh and soul, so we can't find you?"

After sliding down, Duanmu Yawang hadn't spoken yet, Gong Yulan quivered his eyelids and asked, "Yawang, where did you find the soul and flesh?"

"Wonderful Street, Wonderful Hall..."

"Arrogant?"

When I heard the scriptures, before Duanmu Yawang finished speaking, his voice suddenly peaked, Gong Yulan's eyelids also twitched, and the scriptures stared at Duanmu Yawang incredibly: "Xiao Yawang, you shouldn't go to the lascivious lair. Right?"

An arrogant lair?

What the **** is this?

Duanmu Yawang was staring at the Sanskrit and Gongyulan with a dazed look, "I'm talking about the hall of arrogance, not arrogance... No!" behind the words of the Sanskrit scripture, Duanmuya's heart jumped, staring at the Sanskrit and Gongyulan:" The delusion you are referring to, shouldn't the delusion be a person?"

The Brahma Sutra corrected: "Who is a demon!"

"magic?"

This time it was Duanmu’s turn to look at the top of the voice, thinking of what the pupils were widening, and leaning forward, she wanted to ask more, Gong Yulan stopped holding her wrist and asked, "Where is the Wangzhijie Temple?"

"It's nearby!"

Duanmuya saw Gong Yulanzhi's face change slightly. Knowing the seriousness of the situation, she immediately took Gong Yulanzhi's hand and said, "Go, I'll take you."

The group of people hurriedly ran towards the entrance of Wangzhi Street on West Street.