Laozi is the village head

At night, when Yang Feng was chatting with his wife, Zhang Daofeng suddenly jumped out and shouted excitedly: "It's done, it's done!"

Yang Feng became soft. Although he was used to Zhang Daofeng’s existence, he suddenly jumped out and called you directly in your head. Yang Feng couldn’t stand it and cursed "your sister’s" depressedly, and Dong Yuxin couldn’t help it. For a moment, this situation is weird. Yang Feng smiled bitterly and said "I'll go there for a while", and then disappeared directly. Dong Yuxin couldn't help but smile and got up to take a bath. This was when she was with Yang Feng. Rarely, it is not that Yang Feng suddenly becomes soft, but that she has the strength to take a bath.

"Damn! You're too strong, you are naked." Zhang Daofeng mocked when he saw Yang Feng.

"Brother let you see, your scare is useless, brother still won't fall." Yang Feng turned eagerly, Zhang Daofeng touched his chin, admiringly said: "You have this strength, go be a cowboy, There will be a big fire."

Regarding the level of shamelessness, Yang Feng sighed and got a pair of shorts to put on him. Although he was facing a pure man, it always feels weird to have a bare ass. The two came to Zhang Daofeng’s small courtyard. The residence is definitely in the form of a farm hut thousands of years ago. With other people's words, in such a place, only living in such a house can you feel.

It feels that Yang Feng doesn’t know what it needs to feel. Anyway, he feels very bad now. He wants to beat Zhang Daofeng’s face into a pig’s head. Zhang Daofeng seems to understand Yang Feng’s thoughts and said, “Don’t be angry, I have calculated it. You can’t end the battle without forty minutes. If you score twice, then two or three hours is probably not impossible. For two and a half hours, I’ll wait for you for 250 hours. , Which is twelve days and two hours, do you know how long it is?"

"I'm just certain of a problem. Did you deliberately or to forget it excitedly? Now I'm sure, you can show me the results of your labor." Yang Feng said without annoyance.

"Can you make me feel a little bit of accomplishment?" Zhang Daofeng rolled his eyes and asked.

"Yes!" Yang Feng replied.

"Nothing?" Zhang Dafeng blinked several times before asking helplessly.

"Nothing!" Yang Feng replied naturally.

Zhang Daofeng curled his lips and didn't say anything. He took out the wooden box. After more than a day and more than 100 days of research in the Jiuxi Spiritual Realm, he spent countless brain cells and finally got the first picture. Just the last step, a light swipe, you can see the secret hidden in this wooden box, Zhang Daofeng can't wait to interrupt Yang Feng's good deeds, just want Yang Feng to witness the miracle together.

"Are you sure this won't be dangerous?" Yang Feng asked deliberately.

"No, for such a difficult mechanism to install hidden weapons to harm people, it would be too unkind." With that, Zhang Daofeng returned the last pattern to its place, and then disappeared in a swish, Yang Feng called a speechless!There is no danger, you run away!

The box opened silently, and a majestic breath came fiercely. Yang Feng felt as if the entire Jiuxi spiritual realm was shaking. At that moment, he felt an inexplicable pressure, as if he was going to Just like pressing down.

The box was opened only one foot wide and a piece more than three feet long. Inside was a long strip of object wrapped in a piece of golden cloth. Yang Feng picked it up and found that it was not cloth but a piece of animal skin. There was an experience when Yang Feng knew that this treasure for many years would be caught by Yang Feng once he saw the light. He carefully uncovered the skin of the animal, and what he exposed was a sword, a golden unsheathed sword. I don't know how many years it has been preserved, but now it still looks dazzling, and the hilt of the sword is dark red. Yang Feng picked up the sword and swung it gently, a powerful breath rising from the sword.

"This is Xuanyuan sword." Zhang Daofeng stared at the sword, finally seeing some problems, exclaimed.

"It seems to be true." Yang Feng was stunned and hurriedly checked the body of the sword. This look was excited, exactly the same as the Xuanyuan sword described in the legend.

"I see, that aura is mighty. Legend has it that Xuanyuan Sword has killed countless great monsters and tainted the blood of many powerful people. No wonder it has such a mighty aura." Zhang Daofeng said.

Yang Feng inspected the Xuanyuan sword with his eyes, and he didn't feel anything peculiar. There was no hidden treasure map or martial arts secrets in the sword, and there was no hidden grid in the hilt. This disappointed Yang Feng a little bit. The Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi didn’t say anything about making the sword. There are hidden treasure maps, peerless secret books and the like, but it seems that Yang Feng remembers that this sword was not made by Xuanyuan, but by someone else. It was only owned and used by Xuanyuan, so it was named Xuanyuanjian.

Yang Feng was not too excited about Xuanyuanjian. He didn't know why. At the moment when he picked up Xuanyuanjian, he actually felt that this sword didn't belong to him. It was said that the gods had spirits. He didn't say this until today. Believe a little.

Don’t force yourself on things that don’t belong to you. Otherwise, the results will be gray and serious. This is Yang Feng’s consciousness. Ordinary items are still like this, let alone magic weapons, so Yang Feng was calm and gave the sword. Zhang Daofeng said to Zhang Daofeng, "Keep working hard, there are still eight patterns."

As soon as the box was closed, the pattern on it naturally changed and became chaotic again. This was in Yang Feng's expectation, but he also lamented once again the magic of the creator, who can have such thoughts, capabilities, and capabilities. As a result, he can be called a god, and he deserves to be the owner of Xuanyuan Sword.

Yang Feng is not interested in Xuanyuanjian, and Zhang Daofeng is naturally not interested. He is interested in organs. Otherwise, he will spend so much effort to put the puzzle together, and the sword will be thrown into the house so casually and continue to start. Compared with Xuanyuanjian, Yang Feng's jigsaw puzzle is more interested in the animal skin that wraps Xuanyuanjian. He picked it up and studied it, but he couldn't see what it was, but one thing is certain. It is definitely not what he has seen. Animal skin.

After going out from Jiuxi Spiritual Realm, the time inside has passed for a long time, but the time outside, that is, Dong Yuxin just took a bath, Yang Feng saw the beauty coming out of the bath, like a hungry wolf pounced on it, Dong Yuxin was not angry. With a blank eye, the spring and love were flooded by Yang Feng's provocation, and the two began a war again. They didn't know whether it was a continuation or another time.

Yang Feng knew the identity of the Eighth Ye, but he didn’t know what the Eighth Ye’s ancestors were able to possess Xuanyuan Sword. According to records, Xuanyuan Sword has never appeared a few times. There is no historical evidence, and Yang Feng is right. The reason for this is unknown.

Xuanyuan Jian’s initiative is not his thing, but since he has been born, he will not let this ancient god soldier get dusty. As for how to deal with it, he hasn’t figured it out yet, but he’s not in a hurry. There are eight pictures. Well, wait until all the secret compartments are opened.

Yang Feng is sitting with Jazz. Jazz is basically a member of Shanghe Village. He lives in the staff dormitory of Shanghe Group. He and his wife have a small life every day, drinking a little wine and catching a little fish. , Running in the morning and punching, such a life makes Lei Heng and the others envious.

Asking Sir to go out fishing, Yang Feng wanted to know something about it, not in Buddhism, but in technology, or in the computer field. There is absolutely nothing wrong with asking Sir about this matter. The method of opening the wooden box was given to Yang Feng. The first line of inspiration, if you make some safes that look like that, I don’t know if they will be liked. If you want to make a safe, you must first consider whether there are similar products in the world, or whether there are similar products before. He will study the things that others have eliminated.

"It's feasible, but don't make it too complicated. If you run into a tyrant like you, you won't be able to solve it by yourself." Jazz thought for a while and said.

"Divided into several levels, are you interested in doing this?" Yang Feng smiled, and put the great jazz god on the Shanghe Group to maintain the website for him. That was a serious overkill.

"Although the program is the core, it also needs talents in other areas. I can't handle it alone." Sir said.

"Let Hong Bin be responsible for the messy things, you are mainly responsible for the technology, how about it?" Since the matter is feasible, Yang Feng will naturally not be responsible for it personally. He doesn't have the time, don't look at the grass growing on his head when he is idle, but if it does Once something disappears, it can take as little as ten and a half months, or as long as a few months. It is not suitable to manage specific things.

"Okay! If it can open the market, it will be a good product." Jazz agreed with a smile.

Yang Feng called Bu Hongbin, and Bu Hongbin came over in the afternoon. In the evening when three people were eating meat and drinking, he settled the matter. At this time, even Yang Feng didn't think that this product would reach one. To what extent, for Yang Feng, try it when you think of it. For Bu Hongbin, if Village Chief Yang said, then go and do it. For the Jazz, he is fine anyway. The novelty stuff is also good, so the three of them hit it off.

After drinking at Yang Feng’s house, Bu Hongbin and Jazz went down the mountain. When Yang Feng returned to the house, he rushed into the Jiuxi Spiritual Realm. With yesterday’s experience, Zhang Daofeng was able to unlock the second picture much faster , The second secret grid is about to open.

"Come on with this!" Zhang Daofeng was very generous, and gave this to Yang Feng to open. Yang Feng smiled, and put the last piece up. One end of the wooden box silently opened a one-foot square box inside. It contained a book, almost one foot thick, all made of an unknown material, with three seal characters written on the cover. Yang Feng studied this thing a bit and recognized the three characters "Tian Gong Pu" .

Tiangong Kaiwu, Tiangongpu, seeing these three characters, Yang Feng is definitely more excited than seeing Xuanyuanjian, but there is one more excited than him, picking up Tiangongpu and carefully turning over the first page. On the first page, there is a bird drawn. It is a wooden bird. It is similar to Zhang Daofeng’s mechanical bird, but not the same. The following is a brief introduction in some small prints. It is nothing more than the magic of the bird. Role, bird...

The second page is a detailed drawing. Although the drawing is extremely small, it gives people a very precise and subtle feeling. Every small part, I don’t know how to draw it, but it looks like a three-dimensional feeling. You see from this direction, and the result is different from that direction. From this direction, you can only see one side. From another direction, you can see the other side, which is clearly drawn on paper. Things, but there is always an illusion that this is the real thing.

After studying for a long time, Yang Feng finally understood that this kind of magical thing must be drawn on this kind of paper. If you change other things, you can’t draw it even with the same technique. Perhaps this kind of thing cannot be called. The thickness of the paper is a little bit thicker than that of ordinary book paper, but in terms of toughness, smoothness, and delicate touch, it far exceeds that of paper made by modern technology. In many respects The comprehensive factors show that this is a kind of paper that is not paper.

(There was a sudden power outage last night, and I went to eat meat and drink with friends, but I drank too much by accident. Please forgive me!)