Chapter 855

After breakfast, Duanmu yawang and huofei's little white deer Sutra went back to the room. Duanmu yawang thought Gong yulanzhi was still writing, and he didn't dare to make a noise when he was near the door.

Duanmu yawang opened the door with light hands and feet. When he looked inside, he saw Gong Yulan standing at the desk, cleaning up the paper on the table.

No matter how small the noise was, he couldn't hide it from him. He glanced at them and waved to her, "are you back?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang walked towards him with a smile. Gong Yulan hugged her shoulder, ignored someone behind, and then hung his head and kissed her on the forehead.

He didn't want a face. Duanmu yawang wanted a face. She stretched out her hand, pinched his waist and stared at him.

Gong Yulan just pursed her lips and looked at the door. He was not very happy and let go of his arms around her hand.

Duanmu yawang ignored his mood and asked, "have you written it?"

"Well, I've written down everything I remember."

Duanmuya looked and listened. She turned back and motioned for them to come in. She winked at them and motioned them to come in. Then she stretched out a hand and said, "show me?"

"Yes."

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

Duanmu yawang took over and browsed one by one.

This time she browsed very carefully. She found out the characteristics of each figure on each piece of paper. She looked at her for several times on a few pieces of paper. After reading more than half a stack continuously, she thought, "I feel that these figures seem to have some rules."

"You found it, too?"

Gong Yulan smiled and touched her head to express his approval. He took out one or two pieces of paper from her hand and ordered several patterns: "the corners on the left are the same as the depressions."

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang nodded and pointed to the other patterns on the drawing. "There are these. If we twist and combine them, we feel that they are a little inlaid and can stick together."

"Yes."

This Gong Yulan agrees. However, neither of them is optimistic, because there are so many patterns on the paper, but there are so many who can find out the law, and their so-called law is just what they feel, and they don't know whether it is correct or not.

"Take your time."

When Gong Yulan saw her holding a stack of paper, looking at patterns and sheets of paper again and again, Wen said: "these patterns must be missing, and the number of missing is huge. It is difficult to find useful things. Just study them in time."

"That's right."

This Duanmu yawang didn't object, but she didn't pass the paper back to Gong Yulan, but carefully browsed the paper again.

Then he handed it back to Gong Yulan.

"Write it down?" Gong Yulan glanced at Duanmu yawang's quiet Sanskrit Sutra when he asked Duanmu yawang. The Sanskrit Sutra understood, jumped down from the chair and reached for the paper in Duanmu yawang's hand.

He put it in the palm of his hand. As soon as he took it away, he put the paper into the storage space in his head crutch.

"Yes."

Duanmuya looked and nodded, "write it down. If you see similar graphics in the future, I may be able to help."

Seeing that they were almost talking, the Buddhist Scripture said excitedly, "master Xiaoya Wang, why don't we find a place to practice his strength for Fei Fei?"

Fire Fei raised her eyes and looked at them.

Duanmu yawang saw the expectation in huofei's eyes. She looked at Gong Yulan and said, "you need an opponent to practice with Feifei?"

It's better to have a strong opponent in the drill. A little white deer and a little weak chicken should forget it. Although the Sanskrit Sutra is good, he is far worse than huofei. Huofei was much better than him before, let alone now.

Only Gong Yulan is suitable to accompany huofei to practice here.

Gong Yulan just glanced faintly at huofei, and gave an expressionless, um.

"Thank you, brother."

Huofei's eyes jumped with excited light.

No matter how quiet a child is, he can't be calm at this time.

"By the way, xiaoyawang, are you going?" the Brahman asked Duanmu yawang, "or do you have something to do?"

"What are you going to do?" Gong Yulan looked at her and asked.

"Return to the spirit."

"Return to the spirit?"

The Brahma sutra was stunned for a moment, and some could not respond, "Xiaoya Wang, who do you want to return to the spirit?"

"My brother, I admire the dust and bathe in the wind." when Duanmu yawang said, she saw that the Sanskrit Sutra had grown up and looked stunned. She raised her eyebrow: "Why are you so surprised? Didn't Xiaobai tell you that I have found the spiritual flesh of the three of them?"

"No!"

The Buddhist Scripture was so excited that the shopkeeper hit the ground hard and patted the head of the little white deer about his height, "Bai Bai, why are you so confused? You didn't tell me such an important thing!"

The little white deer was accused of being wronged: "didn't you say yesterday that you were very tired and sleepy and wanted to rest earlier? Fei Fei and I share the same room. How dare you disturb you."

Yes

It was too late yesterday. They ran for too long. He fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed. He woke up in the morning when Xiaobai knocked on his door. He came to Duanmu yawang after washing. He really didn't have time to say.

Gongyulan stopped listening to their words, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "have you found the soul flesh of the three of them?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang nodded and was about to speak. The Vatican Sutra suddenly flashed, "Xiaoya Wang, the Lord and I have been looking for you for a month. Shouldn't you just look for spiritual flesh, so we can't find you?"

Falling, Duanmu yawang didn't open his mouth. Gong Yulan stopped and his eyelids trembled and asked, "yawang, where did you find the soul meat?"

"Hold the street, hold the hall..."

"Paranoia?"

As soon as the Vatican Sutra heard it, he didn't wait for Duanmu yawang to finish talking. His voice suddenly peaked. Gong Yulan's eyelids also jumped. The Vatican Sutra stared at Duanmu yawang inconceivably: "Xiaoya Wang, you shouldn't go to the lair of delusion?"

The lair of paranoia?

What the hell is that?

Duanmu yawang was full of confusion. "I'm talking about holding the street and holding the hall, not holding the hall... No!" there was an attribute behind the words of the Sanskrit Sutra. Duanmu yawang jumped in his heart and stared at the Sanskrit Sutra and Gong Yulan: "you mean holding the house, shouldn't you be holding the house alone?"

The Vatican Sutra corrects: "who is a devil!"

"Devil?"

This time it was Duanmu yawang's turn to have a sharp voice. He thought of what made his pupils stare big. He leaned on and wanted to ask in detail. Gong Yulan just held her wrist and asked, "where is the hall of arrogant holding street?"

"It's nearby!"

Duanmuya saw Gong yulanzhi's face change slightly and knew the seriousness of the situation. She took Gong yulanzhi's hand and said, "go, I'll take you."

A group of people hurried to the entrance of West Street.