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Text Chapter 199. [Case 22] Ability in culture and martial arts

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    So out of habit, I started to make a series of associations between this piggy bank and the movement on it.  If Uncle Liang's purpose of sticking it on the mirror was to get the piggy bank inside, then the things inside must be very important to him, and since Uncle Liang's body can close the door, close the window and turn off the light,  , which means that he is fully capable of opening the closet door, but he always sticks to it and does not open it. He does not even reach out to pull the door, which means that there is something blocking him and preventing him from opening it.  Go get that piggy bank.  When I thought about this, I began to think that this piggy bank may not really only contain coins, but maybe there are other things.  So I leaned back to ensure that I could see Uncle Liang's movement. I stretched my other hand as far as possible to get the piggy bank. I tentatively held it in my hand for a while to ensure that Uncle Liang  He didn't mean to wake up, and the compass showed that Ling Dong on the bedside around Uncle Liang seemed relatively calm. I don't know if he didn't notice it, or if I thought wrong at all.  At this moment, I must completely trust my own judgment.  So I secretly placed the piggy bank under the foot of the bed, still blocking it with the edge of the bed, so that Uncle Liang would not notice that I was stealing his things.  But when I put down the piggy bank, I found a white, cotton-swab-like thing under the bed.  Apart from this, there was nothing under the bed.  Usually for our kind of bed with relatively high legs, everyone will choose to stuff something under the bed, such as boxes, cabinets, mats and other things that are not commonly used in daily life, or are out of season. At least this is what I do at home.  But there is obviously quite a lot of space under the bed. Even if Uncle Liang has nothing to put, it will definitely not be empty.  And because of this emptiness, that little white thing seemed to me quite noticeable at the moment.  So I started to lie down on the ground, crawl forward, reached under the bed and grabbed the white thing. It felt like a plastic glue stick. Until I took it out and looked at it on the ground with the light of my mobile phone, I  Only then did I realize that it was a feather, and it was a black feather.  The white part I see is the root of the feather.  So I immediately thought of that weird crow. The crow¡¯s feathers are originally black. Judging from the analysis of the current situation and what Situ just said to me on the phone, this crow is almost certainly a summoned bird.  The only difference between what comes is whether it is a dead thing or a living thing.  So I put the compass on this feather and shook it for a while. Feathers are originally part of the animal body. They are different from many things such as cups and chopsticks. Its structure was originally a biological result, and the one in my hand at the moment  This feather had a stronger dynamic reaction on the compass than that of the piggy bank, and this dynamic almost definitely told me that this feather was related to the ghost in the room at the moment.  I looked for two places in a row, and both places made me guess something suspicious, but I didn't have any extra time to think about it, so I put the feather next to the piggy bank and planned to stand up and put this  Put the two things in your bag, take them out, and then think of other ways to verify them.  As for the quilt with the ghost hand, I didn't even have the guts to lift it.  So I slowly changed from a lying position to a squatting position, and then when I raised my head, my head was hit by something.  Originally, I thought I accidentally bumped into the edge of the bed, but then I thought wrong. Isn¡¯t the edge of the bed right in front of me?  The top of my head should be empty at this moment.  Suddenly, a bad premonition came over me. I looked up and saw, about nose to nose, that Uncle Liang had secretly sat up at some point and was leaning over the bed, looking at me.  .  His expression was dull, his eyes were staring at me, and his mouth that was closed just now was slightly open at the moment. Because of the angle, there was still some saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, which looked like it was about to drip.  And then I realized that what I just hit was his head.  Suddenly shocked, I rolled quickly and rolled away behind me. The ground was very dirty and it had not been cleaned for a long time. But I couldn't care about that much at the moment. I just rolled out of what I thought was a safe distance.  I was about to stand up, open the curtains and run away while Uncle Liang was hiding from the light. Before I could get up, there was a muffled sound of something falling to the ground behind my ears, and then someone hit me on my right ankle.  Caught hard.  I knew what happened without looking back. Uncle Liang must have caught me after falling to the ground.  I began to struggle to break free, kicking my legs and shouting loudly: Hu Zongren: Hu Zongren!  problem occurs!  Come and save me!  While pedaling, I also turned around and faced Uncle Liang who was grabbing me on the ground.  In fact, this position is very beneficial to me, because when I used to fight with those bad boys who acted recklessly, I often encountered such situations, I mean, my feet were grabbed.  So I can use my other foot to kick the other person's face. In this way, if the other person?If you don't let go, just wait until I knock you out.  But the Uncle Liang in front of me is already so old. Although it is scary, it is caused by the influence of ghosts after all. I can't step on the face of such an old man, so I think it only takes a few strokes.  I'm afraid it will really turn into blue smoke and ride on the crane to the west.  So I have been struggling, and this has become a big disadvantage for me.  After Hu Zongren heard my shout, he quickly dodged to the entrance door. From the angle where I fell, I could completely see his posture. It was brighter outdoors, so when Hu Zongren appeared at the bright door  , I suddenly felt that he was like an angel. I had never had such a high opinion of Hu Zongren. Hu Zongren rushed into the room and pulled me towards the closed door. I told Hu Zongren  Zong Ren, don¡¯t pull me away yet, please open the door!  After hearing this, Hu Zongren quickly opened the door, and strong light shone in. I only saw Uncle Liang's glasses twitching, his mouth closed, and then he let go of my feet and began to cover his eyes with his hands.  This trick worked really well, so I immediately got up and took advantage of the situation, strode over to Uncle Liang's fallen body, grabbed the black feathers and the piggy bank on the ground, and then shouted to Hu Zongren, run away!  Hu Zongren began to flee. He must be more scared than me.  There was no reason for me to go back the same way, so I chose to jump on Uncle Liang's bed and climb over.  When I stepped on the bed, because I was afraid of being caught by the ghost hands under the quilt, I stamped hard on the bed to relieve my hatred. Then I escaped from the door of the back room behind Hu Zongren.  As soon as I went out, I immediately closed the door with my backhand, and together with Hu Zongren, we pressed our backs against the door.  A few seconds later, the door we were holding against began to bump violently. Hu Zongren and I were both very strong, but we were knocked back several times.  Sister Liang covered her mouth with her hands at the door and looked at us in surprise. It seemed that she realized at this moment that this problem was far from as simple as she originally thought.  I didn't have time to talk to her, I just held the door wholeheartedly, but not long after, the banging on the door stopped. Through the door, we heard the sound of the door that Hu Zongren had just opened being closed. I also heard from the top  The light from the small window has weakened, which means that Uncle Liang is probably returning to his original position again. This old man is like an Arhat and is really difficult to deal with.  I slowly let go and saw that the door had been closed and there was no other movement.  I felt relieved now. Because of the violent knock on the door, the calendar that was originally hanging on the door had become crooked due to shaking. But just because the calendar was crooked, I discovered that under the calendar  , there is even something that looks like a New Year picture stuck on it.  At this point, any new clues are very valuable to Hu Zongren and I, so I immediately took off the calendar, then wiped the dust on the painting with my sleeves, and then put the painting  I understand.  The painting shows a military commander, but this military commander looks a little different. He is wearing a golden and red armor, and his body is in a boxing posture. His right hand is raised high, while his left hand is hanging down. In his left hand, he is holding a weapon that looks like a weapon.  I can't tell what the weapon is. It looks like a hammer, but the head of the hammer is very small, like a stick, but not as long as a stick. In short, I have never seen such a weapon.  But the right hand raised high was holding a brush. The tip of the brush seemed to have been dipped in ink, and the color was different from the surroundings.  The toe of the general's right foot is slightly tilted upward, which looks a bit like those opera singers we usually see on the drama channel. The shoes on his feet are those boots, and there is a tiger head on the boot.  The pendant, the crown he wore was very similar to the one Yang Jian had seen in the Gods List when he was a child. It was golden and had some red plush balls on it.  What makes me most surprised is the face of this general. Usually generals are powerful or fierce, but this general has the upper half of a human face, starting from the nose, it is the beak of a bird.  It looked very much like the bird-like fairy from Thailand that I had seen on TV before.  His eyes were wide and staring, but with a beak, it looked a bit strange.  I always wondered if I had seen this military commander or immortal somewhere, so I tried to find clues in the handwriting on the portrait. However, after searching for a long time, except for a red seal script, there were only four large characters in regular script.  It says: "Able in culture and martial arts."
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