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Chapter 149

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    Crash!

    Gu Juan felt that he was pressing his hand hard under the scalding water.

    He couldn't take it in, he could only watch helplessly as he crushed the bottom of the pelvis with his palm, and pushed a big hole out of the hard ground by the way.

    A basin of hot water immediately spilled all over the floor.

    Two faint flames ignited deep in his pair of eyes, staring at the wick of the oil lamp on the table next to him without saying a word.

    Having gone through so many things just now, he thought it should have passed for a long time, but in reality it only passed for a short moment?

    Gu Pan stretched out his hand to hold the jungle knife, and suddenly felt that he was a little too late, and he didn't realize a certain problem he had always had until now.

    It can be called a very big and serious problem.

    That is, in the face of alien spiritual attacks, his performance all the time seems to be very poor.

    From the deserted village at the very beginning, to the gray mist chasing and killing, and then at the fourth watch, the nightmare came

    Finally, there is what happened just now.

    Calculated in this way, although his physical resistance and magic resistance have been accumulated to a certain height under his unremitting efforts, this mental attack resistance, which he referred to as the ability of fine resistance, is really not on the table.

    The consequence of too low energy resistance is that even if it is an alien weakling like tonight who shouldn't be very strong, he can start from his weaknesses and arrange him.

    If it weren't for the fact that the jungler would generate heat, which provided him with some inexplicable bonuses, it would have been difficult for him to maintain even a limited cognitive ability in any of the above-mentioned incidents.

    When a problem is discovered, it is necessary to find a solution to the problem.

    If you can't think of any solution for a while, then put the problem aside for the time being and leave it to be solved in the future.

    Gu Juan quickly dried the ground, cleaned up the broken wooden basin, took off his clothes and went to bed to continue grinding the heat of Lie Yan Palm.

    Before he was about to enter into meditation, he suddenly subconsciously looked down and let out a strange sigh.

    "It seems to feel good in the hand. It seems that I should have touched a few more before killing people. It's a pity"

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    "My lord, after a whole day of investigation and investigation, at least more than fifty households have been found to have abnormalities in their homes."

    In the elegantly decorated study room, Lie Yan, the counselor of the Department of Unusual Information, sat behind the table, and his most trusted spies were reporting the situation to him.

    "Fifty families? Although we have tried our best to block the news at the first time, there are many people in this mansion, and it is inevitable that it will spread out. The only thing that is acceptable is that other than the Xiang mansion  , there are no dead people in other places.¡±

    Lie Yan thought about it and said slowly: "In this way, let's temporarily change the content of the report to the higher-ups, and adjust the danger level of the incident named as the strange mirror cat monster to one level higher."

    "Understood!" The spy responded, and then raised his head again, "My lord, the Si Ya just sent a secret letter, and sent such a bundle of things urgently through the post station."

    Lie Yan first put the tightly wrapped bag aside, opened the envelope and looked at it for a long time, the expression on his face became more and more strange.

    "My lord, what is written in this letter?"

    The spies noticed that Lie Yan's expression was different, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

    "What was written in the letter should be a countermeasure against Hongyi's storytelling."

    Lie Yan didn't quite believe his own eyes, so he read the secret letter again, then rubbed his temples and sighed: "I really can't imagine, what insane bastard in Si Yamen can come up with such a  It's a cheating idea, it's almost blinding my eyes."

    "My lord, are we going to start a war against the bride in red!?"

    The spy whispered in surprise, and for no reason felt that his legs were a little weak and his back was a little cold.

    "Is this a bloody war?" Lie Yan closed his eyes, and smiled wryly after a long time: "I don't know, maybe, it's just a war."

    "At the very least, it can be regarded as a verbal battle of unwillingness to admit defeat."

    The spy swallowed his saliva, and what he heard was in the clouds, and Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out.

    Lie Yan didn't bother him, but opened the hard leather bag tied with good tendon, took out a cloth bag from inside, opened the cloth bag again, and inside was another cowhide bag

    If it opened several layers in a row, it finally revealed a locked iron box inside.

      Opening the iron box, I saw another wooden box.

    Opening the wooden box again, he finally saw what he really wanted to see.

    It was a thick stack of thread-bound books.

    Waving his confidant to leave the study, Lie Yan took a deep breath and flipped through the first book with an extremely serious attitude.

    After a while, he slammed the book shut and wiped off a layer of cold sweat from his forehead.

    "That bastard in Si Yali, don't let me know who you are, and don't let me catch your sore feet anytime!"

    "If one day I can take over the position, you must know that I will pay back the debts I owed, even the principal with interest!"

    Lie Yan took a deep breath, as if he saw a huge black cauldron falling from the sky, and further away, there seemed to be a shadowy red figure standing, looking at him coldly.

    The contents of these books are nothing but the story of Gu Sheng and Hong Yi.

    But it is a little different from what is said in the restaurants and teahouses now. In these books exuding a faint fragrance of ink, the situation of the scholar Gu Sheng suddenly took a surprising turn.  Here comes a 180-degree reversal.

    Although the guy who came up with this idea in Si Ya Nei didn't dare to go too far, and didn't write too badly about the bride in red, but he was afraid of comparing goods. If her situation is compared with the commentaries that are popular now, it's really true.  There is a huge difference

    "In the popular commentary repertoires in the counties, Gu Sheng is the green leaf that has fallen in the wind and rain, to set off the beauty of the red dress, but now these books treat the red dress as a green leaf,  Make Gu Sheng into the flower that is set off"

    "Is this going to do the opposite, and even try to provoke a conflict between the two? But, I am such a soft persimmon, and I am right between them and my husband!"

    "As the saying goes, it is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework. If something really happens, I will definitely be squeezed into persimmon sauce as soon as possible."

    "No, although it's impossible not to do this thing, but you must find a way to get yourself out, otherwise, if this storytelling minor really has something to do with that person, if doing this really makes her unhappy, I will  This life is gone."

    So, what should we do?

    Lie Yan rubbed his swollen eyes, feeling like his brain was about to explode.

    It is not acceptable to hand over these books directly to Mr. Pingshu.

    First of all, the previous storytelling has formed an inherent impression in many people's minds. If coercive means are not used, storytellers may not necessarily talk about these contents that are easy to smash their signs.

    Secondly, it is not difficult to force the storyteller to tell new content, but once things go wrong, it is not difficult to be approached along this line.

    Difficult!

    Lie Yan let out a long sigh, and turned his eyes back to the stack of books that he wished to burn immediately, and suddenly a thought flashed to his heart.

    Yes, he can procrastinate for a while, and write back to ask Si Ya to bring another batch of books, and then throw them outside the city when no one is there.

    As long as someone picks it up and reads it, wouldn't that also have the same effect as storytelling?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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