Whoa!

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

He couldn't take it anymore, so he could only watch as he crushed the bottom of the pelvis with one palm, and by the way, pressed a big hole in the hard ground to come out.

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

Two faint flames lit up in the depths of his eyes, and he stared at the wick of the oil lamp on the table next to him.

After experiencing so many things just now, he thought that a short time should have passed, but in fact, in reality, it was only a short moment?

Gu Juan stretched out his hand and held the jungle knife, and suddenly felt that he was a little too late, and it was only now that he realized a certain problem that he had been having.

It can be called a very big and very serious problem.

That is, in the face of alien mental attacks, his performance has always seemed to be very poor.

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

Finally, there's what just happened.

Calculated in this way, although his physical resistance and legal resistance have been piled up to a certain height under unremitting efforts, this spiritual attack resistance, which he simply refers to as the ability of fine resistance, is really a bit unacceptable.

The consequence of Jing Resistance being too low is that even if it is an alien weak force like tonight, which should not be very strong, you can start from his shortcomings and arrange him.

If it weren't for the fact that the Jungle Knife would have been hot, giving him some inexplicable bonuses, he might have struggled to maintain even a limited level of cognitive ability in any of the above events.

If you find a problem, you have to find a way to solve it.

If you can't think of any way for a while, then put the problem aside for a while and leave it for later.

Gu Juan quickly dried the floor, cleaned up the broken wooden basin, and stripped off his clothes and went to bed to prepare to continue grinding the heat flow of the Flame Palm.

Before he was about to enter the meditation, he suddenly subconsciously glanced down and let out a somewhat strange sigh.

"It seems to feel good, it seems that I should touch a few more handfuls and then start cutting people, it's a pity"

"My lord, after a whole day of investigation, at least more than fifty people's homes have been found to be abnormal. ”

In the elegantly decorated study, Lie Yan, the counselor of the Hearing Division, sat behind the table, and his closest spies were reporting to him.

Although we have tried our best to block the news in the first place, there are many people in this mansion, and it will inevitably spread out, and the only acceptable thing is that there are no dead people in other places except for Xiang Mansion. ”

Lie Yan pondered and said slowly: "In this way, change the content of the above report for the time being, and adjust the danger level of the incident named Mirror Cat Demon Strange Rumor by one level." ”

"Understood!" the spy replied, then raised his head again, "My lord, Si Ya has just sent a secret letter, and he has sent such a bundle of things through the post station in an expedited manner. ”

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 spy noticed that Lie Yan's expression was different, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"What is written in the letter should be a countermeasure to the red-clothed commentary. ”

Lie Yan didn't quite believe his eyes, so he read the secret letter again, and then rubbed his temples and sighed: "I really can't imagine that some of the unsane bastards in the Si Ya can come up with such a cheating idea, and they will simply blind my eyes." ”

"My lord, we're going to war against the bride in red!?"

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

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

"At the very least, it can be regarded as a verbal battle that refuses to admit defeat. ”

The spy swallowed his saliva, listening to it in the clouds, and the second monk was puzzled.

Lie Yan didn't pay attention to him, but opened the hard leather bag that was tied with good cow tendons, took out a cloth bag from it, and then opened the cloth bag, and there was another cowhide bag inside

After opening several layers in a row, a locked iron box was finally revealed.

When I opened the tin box, I saw another wooden box.

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

It was a thick stack of thread-bound books.

Waving his hand to let his henchman leave the study, Lie Yan took a deep breath and flipped through the first book with great seriousness.

After a few moments, he slammed the book shut, wiping a layer of cold sweat from his head.

"That bastard in the Si Ya, don't let Lao Tzu know who you are, and don't let me catch your sore feet when!"

"If I can get on the throne one day, you must know that the debts I once owed, even the principal and interest will be paid back to me!"

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

The content in these books is nothing else, it is the story of Gu Sheng and Hongyi.

But it is a little different from what is said in the teahouse of the wine shop now, in these books that exude a faint fragrance of ink, Xiucai Gu Sheng's situation suddenly took a surprising turn, and his character design almost came to a 180-degree reversal.

Although the guy who came up with this idea didn't dare to go too far, and didn't write the bride in red too badly, but he was afraid of comparing the goods, and her situation was really very different from the comments that are popular now

"In the popular repertoire of commentaries in the counties, Gu Sheng is the green leaf that has withered away from the wind and rain to set off the beauty of the red clothes, but now these books treat the red clothes as green leaves, and Gu Sheng as the flowers that are set off."

"Is this going the other way, or even trying to provoke a contradiction between the two? However, I, a persimmon who is so soft that it can't be softer, is impartial and crosses between their husband and wife!"

"As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs, and if something really happens, I will definitely be squeezed into persimmon sauce as soon as possible. ”

"No, although it can't be done without doing this, but I must find a way to take myself out, otherwise, if this storytelling is really related to that person, if she is really unhappy if she does this, my life will be gone. ”

So, what exactly to do?

Lie Yan rubbed his eyes that were a little swollen and painful, and felt like his brain was about to burst out.

It is not possible to just hand these books to the storyteller.

First of all, the previous storytellers have formed an inherent impression in the minds of many people, and if they do not use coercive means, the storyteller will not necessarily tell the content of these easy signs.

Secondly, it is not difficult to insist that the storyteller talk about new content, but once things are not harmonious, it is not difficult to be approached by people along this line.

It's hard!

Lie Yan let out a long sigh, and his gaze turned back to the stack of books that he couldn't burn immediately, and suddenly a thought flashed through his heart.

That's right, he can delay it first, reply to Si Ya and ask Si Ya to bring another batch of books, and then throw them outside the city when no one is around.

As long as someone picks it up and reads it, won't it have the same effect as storytelling?

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Chapter 148: The Essence Resistance is Too Low