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After scanning the spiritual sense, Ling Feng found that there was no one in the bamboo house.

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that something monster would suddenly appear from this small bamboo house like in the cultivation world. If he had been before, he would not be afraid at all, but now his cultivation is still shallow, but he has to be careful.

The door of the cottage was hidden. Ling Feng gently pushed open the door and walked in, but saw that there was only a bamboo bed and an ancient wooden table and chair inside, covered with dust. On the table, the ink, paper, ink, ink, porcelain plate of cinnabar, and a few pieces of yellow paper that were square, two small stone strips that were one inch wide and one foot long were pressed on.

I looked at the ground again, and there were a few sheets of paper covered with strange symbols, some of which had been kneaded into a ball. Then I looked at the bed, only some hay and a pillow made of bamboo strips.

Ling Feng frowned slightly, picked up a piece of yellow paper on the ground, shook the dust on it, and thought to himself, but unexpectedly, there are people in this world who understand talismans, but for this rune, his level is only in the primary stage. This clear spirit talisman can only clear the turbid air in the brain and make people's clear energy rise, but it does not have the function of induced spiritual power to bless you.

Ling Feng threw it away casually, and such things were not aroused his interest, so he curiously picked up a ball of paper and opened it to take a look.

Well? This picture is not a talisman, but a map. The lines and signs on it are very clear, but what makes Ling Feng feel strange is that there is a small stool painted in the lower right corner of the map. Look at the wood strips used in the small stool are clear, like made of pear blossom trees.

What to draw a stool?

Ling Feng had a sudden idea and couldn't help but look around, not even letting go of the bed, and he couldn't find any horse stool.

With a self-deprecating smile, Ling Feng threw the yellow paper casually and prepared to leave, otherwise it would be too late to go back. If Ding Ling and the others came to the bamboo forest to search but couldn't find them, they would definitely ask questions afterwards. Ling Feng was too lazy to explain anything. Anyway, there would be a chance to come here in the future.

But just as he was about to take a step, Ling Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration! Mastoon? Isn’t that just a bed?

Maza was indeed called a bed in ancient times. In "Quiet Night Thoughts" by Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote that the bright moonlight in front of the bed, and the bed among them was Maza.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's gaze moved back to the bamboo bed. However, the boards of the bamboo bed were nailed together with ordinary bamboo pieces about inches wide, and there was nothing to see. In other words, these four pillars are bamboo tubes with a diameter of more than two inches, which is worth exploring.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng swung a hatchet and split a bamboo tube. After the bamboo tube was split, the other half still acted as the original pillar, so the bamboo bed did not collapse because of this. Unfortunately, Ling Feng did not find anything. Under the control of curiosity, Ling Feng split another bamboo tube at the head of the bed. With the crackling sound, an ancient semi-circular bronze plaque hit the stone slab with a clang.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up! Although he didn't know what the bronze medal was, he was still happy that his inference was confirmed!

He picked up the half-palm bronze medal, the size of a half-palm, and Ling Feng looked carefully. He said it was a semicircle, but it was actually less than a semicircle. If there was another half, it would be an oval. Moreover, the stubble on the edges was irregular, as if it was broken in half by someone. Judging from the color and mottled surface of the bronze medal, the year should be quite old.

However, what attracted Ling Feng’s attention was the small patterns and signs carved on it. This was actually a small map! To be precise, it was part of the map!

Ling Feng didn't know where the map was, nor what secret was hidden in the end point it led, but he carefully put it away and walked to the foot of the bed with a hatchet. He thought that the other half of the map must also be hidden in the bamboo tube.

Crackly, Ling Feng used a hatchet to split the bamboo tube, but it was empty inside.

He shook his head slightly. Although he was a little regretful, Ling Feng was not depressed at all. It was not within his expectations. He had such an interesting experience and learned that there were still people in this world who understood talismans. Ling Feng felt that it was not worth it.

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Ding Ling and Chu Yanran arrived in the town and went directly to the township hospital to buy medicine. Then the sisters placed their bicycles in a snack shop, intending to stroll around.

"Ranran, I want to buy a vest for grandpa." Ding Ling said, "What do you want to buy? Although I can't compare to you, a rich woman, it's okay to buy you a pair of underwear."

Chu Yanran smiled slightly and said, "I really want to buy it, but not for me, but for Ling Feng."

"What?" Ding Ling widened his eyes and quickly reached out and touched Chu Yanran's forehead, "Are you okay? You even brought it to someone who bought underwear? I really doubt whether you sympathize with him or fall in love with him."

Chu Yanran was slightly stunned. Yes, is she caring about Ling Feng so much or is she simple sympathy? Is she simple sympathy or is she really falling in love with him? Chu Yanran herself can't explain it clearly. She really can't accept it when she let her marry a lifelong disabled person, at least she can't accept it now, but she doesn't deny the feeling of being with Ling Feng. Quiet and peaceful, can take off the shackles and masks, relax her soul, and simplify her thoughts. That feeling is indeed very greedy.

"Didn't you see that when he treated you yesterday, his pants were wet? I forgot to buy him the replacement underwear last time, so he could only wear the one wet."

"Hehe, why do you pay special attention to the area of ​​men? I really didn't see it..."

"Hey," Chu Yanran interrupted Ding Ling coquettishly, "If you want to make fun of me again, I'm leaving!"

"Okay, my big beauty, can't I buy it for me? By the way, how big is he wearing? I can't find someone to interview for the underwear, right?"

Chu Yanran immediately showed a chilling expression, and then whispered in a angrily voice: "Hey, can't you speak softly? People are looking at us!"

"Even if it's something, don't they wear underwear?" Although Ding Ling's mouth was stubborn, his voice was as light as a mosquito and a naughty look on his face.

Everything stopped. The second girl rode a bicycle and went home talking and laughing along the way. Ling Feng had not come back yet. The old man asked Ding Ling to pull the small cart to find Ling Feng, but Chu Yanran did not let him go. After all, Ding Ling's illness has not yet been cured, so Chu Yanran suggested that she not do too heavy work.

The old man felt it was a bit inappropriate. After all, Xiaofeng was a guest, but because of the fact that his granddaughter still had to drink big medicine, he did not insist.

It was not until noon that Ling Feng came back, but his clothes were soaked in countless times. He threw the hatchet and rope into the yard, and the first thing he did was to find water to drink.

However, as soon as he picked up the scoop of water, Ding Ling came over with a piece of cold watermelon and said playfully: "I'm thirsty, right? I have melons here, but... where are the bamboos you cut? Why didn't I even see a piece of bamboo leaves?"

"It's all down the hillside, and it's probably a few cars."

Ding Ling curled his lips with contempt, put the watermelon on the dining table, and went to the cold pot to serve the food. He muttered: "Tsk, I will give you four or five cars. Even my sister's speed is only chopping two cars in a long time, and she really doesn't hurt her back when she stands and speaks!"

Chu Yanran was a little unbelievable, but she felt that Ling Feng did not lie because Ling Feng always did things that made her incredible.

"The reason I didn't pull the car is because I wanted to dry the bamboo to a certain extent before pulling it back. If the bamboo is less water, it will be much lighter. The same way, a car can bring back a lot more. In addition, there are not so many places in the backyard, and there just happens to be some places there."

The old man slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, what a good idea! Lingling, have you heard it? Xiaofeng is not like you, always pulling green bamboos at home like a stupid cow."

Ding Ling was so angry! But she couldn't find a reason to refute, so she had to shout depressedly: "Hey, come and serve the food!"

But Ling Feng didn't move, looking at her expressionlessly, eating watermelon bite by bit.

The violent girl swallowed and put the food she brought on the table, gave Ling Feng a blank look, and snorted softly. Just as she was about to mix tomatoes again, a rude male voice outside the door shouted: "Damn it! You useless prodigal girl, I think I can't cure you if I come here?"

As the words fell, a woman with disheveled hair and in a panic ran into the room, turned around and inserted into the door.

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