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Chapter 613: The Twelve Hairpins of Jinling (1)

"It seems... it's a jade pendant." Fei'er said while looking in the mirror and checking whether there is any dirty thing on her face.

When I heard this answer, I couldn't help but frown.

It is not that easy to find something from under the swamp.

A jade pendant is the size of a palm that is so big that it is placed in an empty space, it is difficult for you to find it at a glance, let alone it is buried under the mud. No wonder Fei'er didn't find anything, but buried himself in it.

"Can you probably determine where it is in the swamp?" I asked. If you can't determine the location, if you really have to touch it inch by inch, when will it be?

Fei'er shook her head and took out a page of paper from her arms. There were four lines of small characters neatly written on it, which turned out to be a five-character ancient poem: "If you want to be clean, you will never be clean, and the clouds may not be empty. I feel pitiful, and the gold and jade are finally trapped in the mud."

This poem seems to have been seen in the library of Taixu Illusion Realm, and it is one of the calligraphy and paintings that NPC gave me.

At that time, the poem seemed to be accompanied by a painting, which was painted with a piece of beautiful jade of exquisite style, inserted obliquely into the mud, with only half exposed on the ground. But now, how can you see that half of the jade beneath the empty swamp, and sewage flowed across the river, and nothing could be seen except a few weeds.

Wait... if half of it is revealed...

A flash of inspiration in my mind, and I asked Fei'er: "Did you come here or were you teleported here directly?"

Fei'er glanced at me angrily and said, "It's okay if you don't say it, but the more you say it, I'm getting angry. At that time, weren't we all waiting to enter the illusion? Unexpectedly, when a colorful light flashed, I was dragged to this place. At that time, my legs were directly trapped in the mud. I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. Later, a voice read this poem at me, telling me that it won't take long, and the people crossing the river would come to save me. I was afraid that I wouldn't remember it, so I wrote down this poem with paper."

really!

I, Fei'er, said, "No need to look for it. There is no jade at all."

"Why?" Fei'er asked in confusion with her big eyes.

I looked at the page of paper in her hand, pointed to the first two lines of the poem and said, "I saw this poem before I came, and it was accompanied by a painting. Half of the jade inside the painting was exposed outside, but it was not like it is now."

"There is half of the painting, which does not mean that reality is like this." Fei'er said: "This swamp is so big, and that piece of jade has not sunk yet?"

Although Fei'er's words are reasonable, I still believe in my own feelings.

"Do you know what I saw when I came?"

"What?"

"I saw a strand of hair floating on the swamp." I said to Fei'er: "If I feel right, this poem and painting should be a reminder to me to come to you, not your task."

"What do you mean...the beautiful jade in that poem... actually means me?" Fei'er was stunned and asked again: "So you should have seen other similar poems. Can you remember it and read a few sentences to listen."

Could this girl have thought of something?

I remember that before I came in, she seemed to want to say something, but because of the colorful light, I didn't hear the next half of the sentence.

I recalled a little and read a few lines of the poem I saw. Although I couldn't remember it completely, the general meaning would not be wrong.

But when Fei'er recorded them all on paper one by one, Hu Er nodded, Hu Er shook his head again, thinking about something carefully.

Suddenly, she threw paper and pen, jumped and said, "I knew it would be like this for a long time. I actually made a nun for me!"

"What does it mean?" I was stunned by Fei'er's words and said in shock.

"Come on, come and see..." Fei'er said, holding the densely written paper: "These poems actually do not talk about things, but people. If I remember correctly, there should be twelve poems in the complete poems, which represent the twelve of us. I have always felt that this task was a bit familiar. If I hadn't read these poems, I wouldn't have remembered them."

"Oh?" I was surprised and happy, and asked quickly: "You know something, tell me quickly."

When I was just reading those poems and paintings, I vaguely felt this way. But I didn’t really have any research on poetry and songs. Even if I memorize them by rote, I can’t remember so much in such a short time.

If Fei'er knows some clues, the subsequent tasks will be easier.

I was lucky this time, and I met Fei'er the first time.

"Wait..." Fei'er said, taking out the clean white paper from her backpack again, biting the pen holder and thinking for a while, copying the poem I just read, adjusting the order, and adding a few more poems.

When I saw it, I saw it was exactly the ones I had seen before, but I didn’t memorize it.

"Taixu Illusion... The Twelve Beauties of Jinling... Haha, why didn't I remember it before?" Fei'er said, while handing the complete twelve poems to my hands.

"This is the plot in "Dream of Red Mansions". I didn't expect that the world and earth actually brought these things in, and were deliberately trying to let players experience the ancient Chinese culture." Fei'er said: "If I guessed correctly, I should be the fourth one here, that is, Miaoyu. The nun I mentioned before was referring to her!"

I'm dizzy!

"Dream of Red Mansions"?

It's really a pity for those game designers to think about it.

Fortunately, since Fei'er remembers these poems, most of the tasks that follow will be settled.

Although her memory is not as good as Ye Fantian's, it is much better than mine.

With her all the way, I can at least be a live guide for a while, so I can avoid thinking too much.

After coming out of the swamp, we turned directly into the fifth path. As soon as we entered the entrance, we saw Sheng Lan being besieged by a group of wild wolves, fighting hard to resolve.

I looked down at the ancient poem compiled by Fei'er, which read: "I am a wolf in Zhongshan, and I will be arrogant when I am successful. I will be rich in golden boudoir and willow flowers, and I will go to the yellow beam for a year."

Although Sheng Lan is good at it and the level of those wild wolf fields is not high, she has many helplessness. Sheng Lan's soul is obviously a bit unsupported, and she also has colorful colors everywhere on her body. It seems that she can't last long.

But those wild wolves kept refreshing, killing one and two, as if they could never be killed.

Seeing this situation, I was too lazy to move my hands, so I waved my hand and called Xiao Hei out.

A low roar sounded in the wilderness. The wild wolf attacking Sheng Lan was suddenly stunned. All stopped moving and turned their heads to look in the direction where the sound came.

Little Hei turned into a black panther, standing majestic on a rock raised above the ground, staring coldly at the group of wild wolves, as if a king who looked down on the world was watching the bandits who refused to surrender.

"Woo——" A gray-white wild wolf suddenly roared, as if responding to Xiao Hei's roar. Hearing this roar, all the wild wolves seemed to receive an order, and instantly ran away without a trace, leaving Sheng Lan alone standing in a pool of blood, gasping for breath.

"You guys didn't come earlier, I almost died."

"It's just that it's time to hang up and fit the poem's words!" Fei'er said with a smile: "You'd better come here obediently and let us kill you. This is what it means to be 'going to Huangliang for a lifetime'."

This girl, Ganqing, forgot that she almost died of being buried in the swamp.

I smiled and said, "When you say that, should I throw you back into the swamp and expose half of my body, which is the same as the one on the drawing? I'm kind and expose your eyes, nose, and mouth. Is this OK?"

"No!" Fei'er was so scared that she quickly tucked her neck and stuck out her tongue at me.

She never wanted to go back to the place just now. Not only was it dirty and smelly, but it was still boring. If I hadn't appeared in time, she might have given up on the task and went offline.

After a while, Sheng Lan recovered her strength, and the three of us turned to the next path.

Compared to the previous two environments, this place is much better.

An ancient temple in Baosha is standing in the mountains. The evening drum and morning bell faintly heard from your ears make people feel calm and peaceful. There is a faint Zen fragrance floating in the air, and there are also the sound of wooden fish and the sound of sutras.

"The poor girl from the Empression House is lying alone next to the ancient Buddha in the green lamp." Fei'er said with a smile, "Who do you think this is here? According to my guess, she might be shaved and become a real nun."

"Well, Huanshi Huan's face is pretty good, and she will definitely look good after shaved her head." Sheng Lan also echoed, "And she is the richest among us, and it is very appropriate to say that she is a marquis girl."

I listened aside and couldn't help but shake his head.

Women... they all look the same.

When I was suffering, I cried and shouted, as if I had suffered so much grievance. When I was fine, I would unite the front and make fun of others.

Regardless of whether the person here is a fantasy or not, it is probably a virtue to come out later.

When I stepped into the nameless ancient temple, I didn’t see the figure of the fantasy master or any other girl. It was an old nun with a shaved head and a wrinkled face standing in front of us.

"No way? Not only did you shave your head, but you're so ugly?" Sheng Lan stared at the old nun with her eyes, and she really treated her as a fantasy master, or another girl?

Of course this is impossible!

That was just an NPC, the real fantasy, I don’t know where the corner it was hidden.

"Please stay..." The old nun saw me approaching, clasped her hands together, nodded at me and said, "This is a pure place in Buddhism, and male guests are not allowed to enter."

I'm dizzy!

If I don’t go in, how can I find someone?
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