The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

Facts have proved that apart from the initial wave of attacks, there is really a next wave.

Yao Wenjing stood expressionlessly among the scattered arrows, fiddling with the small mechanism casually, allowing a bunch of cold weapons to pass through her body.

This mechanism is actually quite simple, it is a puzzle.She moved this puzzle before because she felt that the pattern on it was a bit familiar.

The jigsaw puzzle is composed of small square wooden blocks, a total of 64 pieces, which are placed in a square box in random order.Most of the colors on it are white, there are also gray black and yellow, it looks like a wheat field covered with snow.

Yao Wenjing thinks that her IQ is above the line, so she can't even put together a small jigsaw puzzle. During this time, she flipped the jigsaw puzzle over and over three times. Can usher in a new round of arrow rain.

Xia Yu stood outside, with his back against the wall, and asked loudly, "Can you do it?"

Yao Wenjing gritted her teeth and returned: "You can go ahead, if you can't, don't force me."

Of course, Xia Yu chose not to force her with a strong backbone.

Yao Wenjing fiddled with it for a while, but still didn't understand it.Her ears heard the sound of the mechanism ringing, but she didn't see a new round of arrows landing.

"The weapons seem to be used up..." Yao Wenjing said, "Don't come in yet, I'll try again and make sure there is no danger."

Xia Yu responded outside.

After playing around for a while, Yao Wenjing still couldn't figure it out, but suddenly heard the classical Chinese outside the door saying: "You might as well look at the world from a different angle."

Xia Yu: "What do you mean?"

Wen Yan snorted arrogantly: "Is it up to you?"

Xia Yu rolled her eyes at him, and moved closer to the boss.

Xia Yu didn't see the jigsaw puzzle, and didn't know what the mechanisms inside were. Of course, she didn't understand the meaning of the classical Chinese.

However, Yao Wenjing tasted something, poured out all the puzzle pieces, and reassembled them from a different angle. After putting them together, it is easy to see the general outline of the painting.

——It’s not a wheat field, but a white tiger standing in a yellow deciduous forest!

She should have thought of it long ago!The descendants of the White Tiger Clan, of course, want to use the pattern of the White Tiger as a mechanism!

She put the last piece of the jigsaw puzzle on, and the white tiger picture burst into golden light, and finally merged into a whole piece of wood.

The plank rose into the sky and began to rotate by itself without any external force. The ground trembled for a while, and the few people outside couldn't stand still.

Xia Yu leaned on the wall with one hand, grabbed Zhu Junyang's arm with the other, and shouted in a panic amidst rumbling voices: "Why are you so fat?"

Zhu Junyang pulled her to the side with his backhand, almost carrying her inside: "It's untied."

Was Yao Wenjing really unlocked the mechanism?

The two walked into this ordinary room. The moment they walked in, the ground stopped shaking, and the spinning planks in the air lost their light. "Baji" fell to the ground and broke into 64 small pieces.

Yao Wenjing was no longer in the small space, only cold weapons were left all over the floor and walls, silently telling the fierce battle here just now.

Xia Yu was stunned: "Where are the ghosts?"

Zhu Junyang walked to the pile of small wooden blocks on the ground in a few steps, squatted down, picked up one and looked at it.

Wen Yan walked into the room unhurriedly: "Don't worry, she's fine."

Xia Yu looked at him: "Do you know something?"

The corner of Wen Yan's mouth raised an inscrutable smile: "I know everything."

Xia Yu picked up a spear and wanted to beat him up: "I know you still don't speak?!"

Zhu Junyang said softly: "Don't embarrass him, giving a reminder is already walking on the edge of the rules."

Finding Yao Wenjing can only rely on the two of them.

Xia Yu threw away the jigsaw angrily, and together with Zhu Junyang tidied up the scattered jigsaw puzzles.

Wen Yan put his arms around his chest and leaned his right shoulder on the door frame, blocking the light outside and casting a huge shadow on the two of them.He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he turned his head away and chose to remain silent.

The two sorted out the puzzle and stood in front of the table to observe the puzzle.

Zhu Junyang said: "The mechanism should be this thing. It was suspended in the air when we came in just now. Yao Wenjing's disappearance must be related to it."

Xia Yu: "Puzzles? Come on, let me do it! I'm the best at it!"

Zhu Junyang gave up his seat in front of the table and signaled her to come up with his eyes.

Xia Yu rolled up his sleeves, observed the jigsaw puzzle for a while, and started to put it together.

Following her movements, there was another sound of "click, click" in the air, and Zhu Junyang raised his vigilance, watching all directions and listening to all directions, guarding against hidden weapons that would fly out from nowhere.

Fortunately, the agency's inventory should have been used up by Yao Wenjing, and there was no surprise attack in the end.

The last piece of the jigsaw puzzle was pressed, and the wooden planks merged into one again, but this time nothing happened.

Xia Yu glanced at Wen Yan.

Wen Yan tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xia Yu pursed her lips, walked over a few steps, and patted his shoulder: "Hey, it's Wen."

Wen Yan was startled, and his whole body trembled: "What are you doing?"

Xia Yu smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry just now, I was too worried about Yao Wenjing."

Wen Yan frowned and said in disbelief, "You haven't been traversed?"

This little ancestor actually apologized to him?

Xia Yu: "Don't be a jerk like a man, hurry up and see if I spelled the picture correctly, you can't just give me a hint, it's better than nothing."

Classical Chinese: "..." So he was used.

He sighed helplessly, walked to the table, took a look, and couldn't help asking Xia Yu, "Did you fight?"

Xia Yu nodded: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan wondered, "Why didn't you make a paddy field?"

Xia Yu said shyly, "I can't help it. I have a high IQ. I originally planned to fight the rice fields, but suddenly remembered your previous reminder, so I changed the angle and spelled it as a white tiger."

Wenyan: "It is said that snow beasts have no brains, but I think you are quite smart."

Xia Yu: "?? How can you still attack with a beast body?!!"

Zhu Junyang quickly stopped her: "Don't be impulsive, find Yao Wenjing and settle the score."

Wen Yan only felt a chill behind him.

Xia Yu snorted at him angrily, picked up the board and slapped him on the face: "Look quickly, if you can't find a way to open the mechanism, I'll throw you into the mud!"

Wen Yan grabbed a corner of the board, his hands were shaking: "The most poisonous...a woman's heart..."

Xia Yu: "Thank you."

Wenyan: "..." What the hell do you think I'm praising you?

The three of them surrounded the small wooden board, above which was a forest, the leaves were all yellow, and the ground was also covered with golden and brown fallen leaves, which looked like a thick golden carpet.

There are two white tigers in the forest, one big and one small, their figures are indistinct, and they seem to be shuttling through the forest.

The big one has a solemn and solemn expression, seems to have a fairy spirit on his body, and is somewhat fierce and ferocious. The power of the king of beasts is undoubtedly revealed; the small one...

Xia Yu pointed at the little tiger: "Why does this little one look so dazed?" Even the character Wang on his head looked weak.

Zhu Junyang glanced in the direction she pointed out. She didn't feel anything at first, but after hearing Xia Yu's words, the little tiger in the painting really looked like a dazed expression.

She was silent for a few seconds and said, "Did Yao Wenjing be sucked in?"

Xia Yu: "You want to say that this Cerebellar Axe is her?"

Zhu Junyang: "...Maybe."

The two of them stared wide-eyed, not knowing what to do next.

They have been painted, and the medium is water.The main reason is that Li Tianyang dragged them into the painting on his own initiative, so the reference value is almost zero.

The classical Chinese reminded: "The white tiger is the god of autumn, and it is in charge of metal nature."

Zhu Junyang: "Since this is the case, fire can defeat metal, if I burn it directly..."

Wenyan: "Then you may want to send her to die."

Xia Yu couldn't see others mocking the boss, so she closed her eyes and laughed.

Zhu Junyang pinched her ass.

"I'll go!" Xia Yu covered her indescribable feeling, "You are taking blatant revenge!"

Wenyan coughed dryly twice: "Ahem, can you pay attention?"

Xia Yu opened her eyes and said nonsense: "I can't help it, my wife likes me so much, it's really a sweet trouble."

Wenyan: "..." Do you dare to be more shameless?

The little tiger in the wooden plank seemed to be unable to bear them being so leisurely outside, with a humanized resentment showing on the tiger's face.

Xia Yu: "Well, if we stimulate this painting with metallic aura, can we go in and find Yao Wenjing?"

"Can be able." The classical Chinese changed the subject, "So who has the metallic aura?"

Zhu Junyang: "..."

Xia Yu: "..."

Classical Chinese: "Don't look at me, I'm not metallic."

Xia Yu asked him: "Then what is your attribute?"

The classical Chinese is succinct: "wood."

The three of them got together and racked their brains to think about the principle of mutual generation and restraint of the five elements.

It is known that we currently have three attributes: water, fire, and wood. Wood generates fire, fire generates earth, earth generates metal, metal generates water, water generates wood, and seeks metal.

Xia Yu scratched her head: "It doesn't need to be so complicated, let the big man grow earth, and then let the earth grow gold, perfect."

Zhu Junyang was strangely silent for a second: "I won't."

She dared to say that she would give birth to a child, but what is it like to give birth to soil.

Classical Chinese: "What is on the ground is soil."

Xia Yu suddenly realized: "It makes sense, we are looking for far away."

Zhu Junyang borrowed the bowl in the room, grabbed a handful of soil, and put it on the table.

Well, the next step is to study how to generate gold.

The classical Chinese continues to remind: "Jinjushi is close to the mountain, and it grows with moisture. It gathers soil to form a mountain, and the mountain must have feldspar, and the homeland produces gold."

Xia Yu didn't understand: "Then let's build a mountain?"

Classical language: "..."

All kinds of metals are actually gold, Zhu Junyang thought for a while, and untied a necklace from his neck: "Is this okay?"

Classical language: "Yes."

Xia Yu: "!" She has seen the boss wearing this necklace for a long time, and it looks like her neck is thin and long. Necklace contributed!

She disagrees!

Xia Yu gritted her teeth, and took a picture of her cell phone on the table with a "great" snap: "Use this!"

The author has something to say: Zhu Junyang: "?? I'm not, I don't, I won't..."