"Zhan Shaolang, you can open your eyes. ”

The blindfold on Zhan Zhitong's face was removed, and it was a small, dark wooden house, with wooden tables and chairs on the opposite side, and a wall behind it, with a flap above the wooden table.

"Zhan Shaolang, please sit here first, my husband will be here later. The man who brought him in next to him said in a deep voice.

Zhan Zhitong didn't ask much, took two steps forward, and sat down on the chair.

It's just that more than two months have passed, and his image is very different from before. The eye sockets are deep, the chin is stubble that has not been trimmed for a long time, and the originally handsome face is full of vicissitudes.

Although Zhan Gong took the initiative to take most of the sins this time, because of Qiu Xueling's revelation, his stealing of Zhang Yu's knowledge was exposed, although Dutang did not take their father and son into custody in the end, but he fined them a huge amount of property.

He sold the house and the antiquities, and he could barely scrape it up.

Now he can only go around helping people to do some things to communicate with the natives and do business, which he used to disdain, but now he has to do it for the sake of livelihood.

But even so, some Tianxia people learned that he was in the middle of the communication, and they all clearly refused, saying that they did not believe in his character and were afraid that he would do something in it.

He couldn't refute it, and left silently every time.

However, because of these experiences, he came into contact with many low-level people in Ruiguang City, and also saw many things that he couldn't see before.

Just as he was sitting there silently, a muffled voice suddenly came from the opposite side, and said, "Zhan Shaolang." ”

Zhan Zhitong looked up, there was still the wall in front of him, and the other party should be hiding behind and talking to him, he said, "What do you need to translate?"

The cover on the wall was opened, and a bark book was given out, and inside, it said, "Please translate the text on it." ”

Zhan Zhi leaned forward, took the bark book, and opened it seriously, but after a while, his hand paused slightly, and then turned it down as if nothing had happened.

He remembered very well that there were some sentences and texts that he had translated before, but the person who had specially copied them last time, and it was only a dozen sentences, and he was not allowed to see the book.

The man behind the wall waited, and when he saw that he was silent, he asked, "How is it? Can you translate it?"

Zhan Zhitong said: "Yes, I need paper and pen." ”

The man commanded, "Give it to him quickly." ”

Someone immediately handed over the pen and paper that had been prepared in advance.

After Zhan Zhitong took it, he translated it word by word, and sometimes he would stop to think for a moment before continuing.

It took him nearly a summer before he stopped, pushed the bark book and the written paper forward, and said, "It's all right." ”

A hand reached out from behind the cover and took both the book and the paper back. After a while, the man said, "Zhan Shaolang, is it accurate?"

Zhan Zhitong replied: "I can guarantee that it is closest to the original meaning." ”

The man said, "Very good, as long as your translation is accurate, we will look for you next time, Zhi...... Ahem, give him the money. ”

The man from earlier came over and threw a small bag of gold dollars on the table.

Zhan Zhitong glanced at it, took the gold yuan, and then was blindfolded as when he came, and pushed into a carriage.

The carriage was moving very steadily, and after I don't know how long it had passed, it finally stopped, and a voice in his ear said, "Zhan Shaolang, get off." ”

However, he was taken down, and a man stood behind him, and put his hand on his shoulder, and waited until the carriage was far away, and then let go.

After a while, Zhan Zhitong reached out and ripped off his blindfold, which was a deserted street corner in the west of the city, not far from where he lived now, and the other party obviously knew where he lived, which may have been a warning.

After he returned home, he first fed the bedridden Zhan Gong some rice porridge, fetched a basin of water for him to turn over and wipe it, and then came out and walked into a hut full of books.

These books are the only ones in the Zhan Mansion that have not been sold.

He sat down here, took a pen and paper, and wrote carefully, and before long he had written down the bark as it was.

In fact, that book looks thick, but it is only more than 3,000 words, and for a person with an outstanding memory like him, he has already memorized it all after turning it twice.

It details how to communicate with a different god called the God of Balances, including how to sacrifice and how to find a doppelganger for him. And on the last page, there is also how to use the power of sacrifice to strengthen oneself and gain supernatural power.

However, he estimated that the original owner of this book should not be able to read the last page, because it was completely written in a very rare "Gai Ruwen", which was probably only translated by Qiu Xueling and him in the Duhu Mansion.

No...... Maybe there's another one.

He looked at this piece of paper, such an important thing, and the other party was so relieved to show him?

He looked at the small bag of gold yuan on the table again, and suddenly laughed at himself, because he thought that the reason why the other party believed him was precisely because he had a bad reputation and was a person who valued interests more than morality.

Now he only needs to go through a certain sacrificial ritual, maybe he can gain extraordinary power, and then get rid of the embarrassment and misery he has been in for a long time.

He looked at the paper for a long time, then finally picked it up and put it in his pocket, and pushed the door open.

After Zhang Yu came back from the Xuanfu, because the officials and the office were basically fine, and the traitors were all identified together in the last time, he has been accumulating Shenyuan in his residence for the past few days to observe and read the seal of the true fetus.

This seal requires continuous investment in the Divine Yuan in order to gradually grow the small seals attached to the remaining positive seals.

Xuanfu taught him two more seals this time, which are still the seals used for fighting on the two seals of "mind and body", and as for the secret chapter method mentioned by Fan Lan, there is no news yet.

He didn't rush to read it, now one or two seals didn't help him much, but it was better to put all his energy on the seal of the true womb.

On this day, when he came out of meditation, Li Qinghe greeted him, presented a letter with both hands, and said, "Sir, a letter sent from outside the palace." ”

Zhang Yu took it and opened it, took out the letter paper and took it out to take a look, but found that it was written in an indigenous language, and there were a few obvious sacrificial expressions attached to it. ”

He took the Xia sword, put on his cloak, and walked all the way out of the school palace after going out, got into a carriage, and went straight to the southwest of Ruiguang City.

The southwest of the city, because of its proximity to the port, was home to many night markets and underground gambling houses, but it was still about midnight and seemed relatively quiet, so he did as the letter instructed, stopped the carriage at a street intersection, walked into a laneway, and stopped in front of a rather dilapidated looking courtyard.

He lifted his hood back and reached out and knocked on the door.

After a while, footsteps came, the door creaked open, and Zhan Zhitong appeared behind the door, he looked at Zhang Yu, let go of his body, and said, "If you don't dislike it, please come in." ”

Zhang Yu walked in, it was an overgrown front yard, and there was a chicken nest in the corner, and mosquitoes and flies flew by from time to time.

Zhan Zhitong looked outside, closed the door, and said, "Please here." He led Zhang Yu to a small room next to him, and handed him a stack of papers prepared in advance, "I think this thing will be useful to your Xuanfu." ”

Zhang Yu took it and flipped it over, and said, "God of Balances...... He originally thought that this matter had come to an end, but he didn't expect to be involved with this strange god so soon, he raised his head and said: "Zhan Shaolang, have you read the original book of sacrifice?"

Zhan Zhi said: "Yes. ”

Zhang Yu's mind turned, this is an important clue.

Each sacrificial book was very important to the gods, and if it could be found, it would even be possible to summon the God of Scales directly to a pre-arranged place and destroy it.

He said, "Zhan Shaolang, where did these things come from?"

Zhan Zhitong told him what he had encountered before, and said: "Although this person has not met me, and his entourage has changed his clothes before he came out, but that kind of appearance looks like a businessman." ”

"By the way, that entourage should be a cronie, and there is a 'zhi' character in the name, I don't know if it's a surname or a first name. ”

He turned around again, took out a small bag of gold dollars from the cabinet, and handed it to Zhang Yu, "This is what they gave me, I know that the Xuanfu has a lot of unbelievable methods, you may have some way to find clues through this." ”

Zhang Yu stretched out his hand and took it, for Xuan Xiu, such clues were actually enough, he said: "This matter is very important, Zhan Shaolang, do you want me to report your name?"

Zhan Zhitong shook his head and said, "I just want to live quietly now." ”

Zhang Yu nodded, he put his things away, stood up, and said, "You have no intention of holding a ceremony to obtain extraordinary power, this choice is correct. ”

Zhan Zhitong looked up and said, "Is it deception?"

Zhang Yu said lightly: "This is the sacrifice method of the God of Balances, if you put something on one end of the scale, you will have an equal amount at the other end, you will get power, but the price you have to pay will make you never look back." ”

Zhan Zhitong looked at him and said seriously: "I may have done a lot of wrong things in the past, but as a Tianxia person, I will never gain strength by praying to other gods. ”

Zhang Yu glanced at him, nodded, stretched out his hands, put on his hat, and walked out with Xia Jian in his hand.

He walked out of the small courtyard and out of the alley, and at this time it was almost evening, and the sky was full of clouds that were burning like fire, and he could see that the market in front of him had gradually begun to show some signs of liveliness, and there were bursts of scorching fragrance wafting in the wind.

When he was about to get into the carriage, he suddenly tightened the Xia Jian in his hand and glanced in a certain direction as if he was aware of it.

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