Chapter 145 Breaking the fog beads
In the south, the moon is sparse and the evening breeze is slightly smoky. If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, no one would have thought that the entire area within a few hundred kilometers of S City was surrounded by a shady and humid fog. At the junction of the suburbs of S220 Highway, there were four people standing in the only gap in the fog. There were constantly turbulent fog around it, as if it were waves covering the sky and wanted to swallow them.
Zhang Jian gave Chu Xiao a speechless look at this nonsense guy. Then he found that the golden Buddha light shrouded around him had a vague tendency to be unstable, and did not complain too much, and re-mobilized the eyes of the divine way to shoot a deep green light pierced the surrounding fog.
Through the heavy shadows, Zhang Jian looked up and down at the female insect running like a frightened and frightened on the flat wasteland, and said to himself: "In theory, the purgatory ghosts in the underworld's underworld have been branded with human order seals. Compared with those wandering ghosts in the underworld and wild ghosts in the underworld, even if the ghost gates in the Zhongyuan Festival are wide open, they will not invade the human world and disrupt the order of the imperial way. So how did this female insect bypass the sensing of the world consciousness to come to the human world?"
"I said Zhang Jian, boss Zhang, boss Zhang! This point is the animal world broadcast on the evening broadcast of your CCTV comprehensive channel. Why do you see so many things? Master Yongjie's Buddha light is almost impossible to hold on. If it is stuck to the terrifying miasma in the air, we will be fooled by then. You should think about solving the problem in front of you like this." Chu Xiao put his heavy body on Li Jin's shoulders, and his muscles were sore as if he was carrying a dead pig weighing hundreds of kilograms.
If Chu Xiao hadn't had the strength training in the game, he almost wanted to knock down Li Jin, who was unconscious, but the living was the most important thing, so he had to urge Zhang Jian: "I said Lao Zhang, what are you thinking of? I'm not like you martial arts madmen and muscular men. I'm definitely a weak scholar. I can't hold this fat 180 kilograms long."
"Don't be poor, I understand. I happened to have a new gadget in my hand. I originally wanted to surprise Miss Huang, but now it can come in handy." Zhang Jian turned his wrist and opened his five fingers. He had an ordinary little stone in his palm. It looked gray and seemed to be everywhere on the roadside, with a shape and size equivalent to a coin.
"Puff, this is the gift you said you want to give to Miss Huang? I think you won't pick it up anywhere on the roadside." Chu Xiao took a deep breath and almost recovered. At this moment, he looked at Zhang Jian like a small flower in the village who cared for the two fools at the east end of the village.
After confirming that Zhang Jian was correct, Chu Xiao taught someone with a serious tone as if he had turned into an old woman: "You have the nerve to take out this broken stone to pick up girls. Lao Zhang, it's not me that I'm talking to you. Don't watch too many TV series, this will affect your IQ. If you don't have enough IQ, you have to use a lot of emotional intelligence to make up for it. How can you get the emotional intelligence for you after a few years of hard work? We are ordinary people, and we are not some big stars in the entertainment industry who give heart-shaped stones to confess their love. They give stones to have emotions and ideas. We also learn to give stones and become fools in the eyes of others."
Zhang Jian almost got angry at Chu Xiaoyu's bitter and weird words. If it weren't for the urgent situation, Zhang Jian wanted to beat him up and vent his anger. He ignored Chu Xiao's little expression that I was for your own good. Zhang Jian shook his wrist and threw the gray-looking little stone into the sky: "Look. If you are more careful, you can be comparable to the scholar of Nanshu."
"Scholar Nan Guo, the one who is just a fucking player? I don't know how to play the jiu. If you want to play the jiu, you can dance with the wolf, which is much more stylish than playing the jiu."
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The small stones kept rotating in the air. The originally ordinary shell was like an egg about to be hatched. The surface of the shaking stone orifice fell off, just like the stone coat that was cut by a carving knife. A series of indigo-green glass lights burst out from the gray-white stone orifice as described in ancient poems. The bright moon and the two tears were filled with treasure lights, and the sun shone on the mountains and rivers.
It gave Chu Xiao the feeling that it was originally a brilliant jewelry and magical object that was hidden. Fortunately, the eyes of a knowledgeable man were stroking the dust. At this moment, he saw the sun and shook the world.
The stone poles peeled off, and a bead with a hint of green words floating on Zhang Jian's palm. He didn't care to satisfy the strong envy in Chu Xiao's eyes, Zhang Jian raised his palm again and threw the bead onto the foggy wasteland: "Go, break through the fog in the sky."
For a moment, the hazy green orb emitted a cold light in the sky, directly piercing the golden Buddha light of Master Yongjie. It seemed like the bright moon rising in the sea, and the light shone for dozens of miles with blue waves. The pink miasma surrounding the road dissipated dimly under the illumination of the green light. The continuous yin and ghost fog on the surface lurked into the depths of the ground like seeing a destined natural enemy. Outside the distant sky, a wisp of cold and bright moonlight soaked down like a detached wildfire igniting the dense bushes on the wasteland.
Zhang Jian and others were able to finally distinguish the situation near the highway with the hazy light of the pearl. There were flat and wide plain landforms on both sides of the s220 Highway, and occasionally there were mountainous undulating shapes. There were several low small hills. It was located in the Huanghuai Plain area, with winding rivers and alluvial landforms along the river.
A female insect with three branches and deformed legs was hiding behind the gravels on the hills in panic, fleeing from the green light. Suddenly, a ball of pink miasma erupted from its tail, and a slight cyclone gradually spread over the entire small hill. The falling branches and leaves were mixed in it, blocking Zhang Jian and others' vision.
(Breaking Fog Bead: The name of the treasure. Citing "Gezhi Jingyuan" Volume 32 "Nanshu Xianju Lu": "Su Zizhan once said that his ancestor Guanglu said: A scholar sat down on a trunk during the day and saw a big bee touching a spider web. He stung each other for a long time. The spider fell to the ground and turned into a small stone. The scholar took it apart and put it in his belt. One day he passed by the market, and saw a barbarian merchant looking at the scholar and bowed, "I wish to see the magic pearl." The scholar expressed his gratitude and said, "This is the broken Fog Bead. The barbarians went to the sea to pick jewelry, and used the fog as a pain. If there were such beads, the fog would open itself.' So he changed it with the pearl, which was worth thousands of knives.")
(One thousand copper coins in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty were one shred, that is, one shred, equivalent to one shred. Thousand shreds were thousands of shreds. According to the price of the Tang Dynasty, you could buy 20,000 stones of grain, and it could fill five warehouses with a length and width of more than ten meters, equivalent to half a standard football field size. As for the legends related to the future generations for more than a thousand years, the fog-breaking pearl appeared on a small island near the East China Sea in the late Ming Dynasty and was no longer visible. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea and was finally given to Zhang Jian.)
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!