Reverend Insanity

“Do you want to try it? ”

“You have been struck by my unique potion, and without my counterpart, seven days later you will surely die of septic blood. ”

“Compared to Lord Hana Wine, the younger generation is nothing! The younger generation was dizzy, but they didn't even know Tarzan. They offended Master Hana Wine. Lord Hana Wine, please spare your life for the hospitality of my people! ”

On the wall, the image starts to play back again for a second time.

Fang Yuan was silent, and he did not sigh until the scene started repeating itself for the third time. "I see. ”

This will be the means by which the sound is left on the stone wall, and should be the lingering sound of the florist. This trick imprints the image and projects it.

The sound of photo retention depends on the absorption of light and sound. For some reason, this secret hole in the mountain wall always emits red light, while the stone seams connect to the outside world and do not isolate the sound of the outside world. Here, the ears are filled with the sound of a small waterfall.

So the voice-over survived in this hillside cave.

The genius opened the dead vine, which should have spooked the lingering magic hidden in the stone wall.

As long as the head is not dumb enough to speculate a little, we know that this image should be true.

Four generations ago, the chief of the clan did not succeed, and after the defeat, he attacked again. Although he defeated the latter, he also died as a result. The history was gloomy, and the surviving elders covered up the falsification of the truth.

They turned four generations of elders and florists upside down.

The winemaker became the demon who was attacked and killed on the spot. Four generations have become bright heroes.

But the story itself has a big loophole.

That is, the florist was killed on the spot, and the bones should be in the hands of the Ancient Moon clan, but why was another skeleton found?

In a previous life, the magician who discovered this place must have perceived fear after seeing this image.

Those surviving houses are ancient, but in order to prevent the flowers and wine shoppers from returning, this really should be handed down secretly at the top of the family.

The magician found himself at great risk if he swallowed the treasure. In the future, if he is perceived to be involved with a florist, the senior members of the family naturally have to wash him.

So, after a trade-off, he dared not conceal the treasure and made a decision to report it to the top.

This performance is even more proof of his loyalty to his family. His subsequent situation also showed that he had made a wise choice.

But what he did doesn't mean he would do it.

“If it's not easy to explore the inheritance, one should swallow it alone. Why should it be distributed to others? What if they find out? No risk, no gain, the magician is so timid.” Fangyuan smiled callously, no longer ignoring the repeated images on the stone wall, but turned his hand and pulled the dead vines apart completely.

The remains of winemakers, which had been completely intact, had been broken into pieces.

Without any concern, the source kicked off one leg bone at the side of the foot, re-squatted and searched for the remains.

First, he found a bag of stones, opened it, only fifteen bucks.

“Poor ghost.” Fangyuan spat, the flowers and wine maker looked bright, I didn't expect to save so little.

But he soon thought of the reason, after the fierce battle of flowers and wine shoppers, the moonshine trick, will definitely use the stone to heal the wounds. Fifteen bucks left is good enough.

Then, Fong Yuan discovered the remains of several dead manipulators. Most of the tricks of flowers and grasses have been completely withered.

Manipulation is also a living spirit, it needs to be fed, and it is mostly critical. Grass tricks require less food, but this secret hole doesn't even have any sunshine.

Then…

And then, nothing.

The winemakers first fought four generations of elders of the same rank, and then fought nearly ten elders. By the time he got here, he wanted to heal his injuries, which prompted the growth of wine bag tricks, as well as rice bag tricks. But eventually he was dragged to death by the Moon Shadow.

After 300 years of gloom, all he had left was dead.

The only thing left is the voice-over in the stone walls, and the bugs.

This bug, relying on the capsule trick, must have survived hard. But it also lost its source of food as the capsule manipulated one root to death.

This prompted it to go out and look for wild capsule flowers.

Then this evening, it was attracted to the rich aroma of bamboo wine and came to the square.

“Photographic recordings can only be made once, and are expendable worms. Looks like the bug is the biggest reward of the trip, so no wonder the magician has to tell the family. It seems that the profit is too small to be worth the risk.” Fang Yuan's heart rose with a clear understanding.

In my memory, the magician was a triple whirlwind, and the liquor worm was just a whirlwind. For Fang Yuan, it is more precious, but for the magician, there is nothing left.

Apparently, however, the family also gave him a lot of rewards because of the magician's briefing.

“Should I also tell my family?” Fang Yuan thought about it and broke it.

The only remains of a florist seem to be alcohol worms and stones, but they are not.

What's really valuable is that there's a hidden mountain wall where the voices are stored.

Or repeated images on the mountain walls.

This image can be sold to other villages altogether. Believing in such solid evidence to combat family beliefs, the top two other villages on Qingmao Mountain must be very interested. The price offered is necessarily more than the family reward.

- What? - What?

You mean the family's sense of honor and belonging?

I'm really sorry, Fang Yuan has nothing.

Moreover, this image is not a powerful force for the extermination of the family, causing little substantial harm.

And the indifferent family will not pay attention to the square source, he needs to work hard and explore the resources of practice, and he needs the help of the Quartet even more during the pre-practice period.

“Looking to the family? Oh.” Fang Yuan grinned, “How can you be as naive as you were in previous life? ”

Don't count on anyone. Everything in this world depends on you.

After confirming that the hole has been scraped clean, the convenience source returns as it was.

Pushing the boulder against the water, he went back out of the mountain. Looking back at the boulder, Fong Yuan suddenly remembered the bones found in the secret underground cave. But where is it underground? Clearly inside the mountain walls.

No wonder I scrapped so much and couldn't find it for seven days in a row.

It seems that the families of the previous generations discovered this place and must have destroyed the shadow walls in the first place, sending a false and mixed message, misleading the people.

I can see here tonight, partly luck, partly accumulation, and the biggest factor, I'm afraid, is green bamboo wine.

The nose is really intense and arguably the best of the mountains.

Perhaps in the past life, after the sorcerer broke his heart, it was this wine that he drank.

None of this matters anymore, however, and the legacy of the winemakers has been dug up by the source, and although the results are somewhat unsatisfactory, they are also reasonable. Most importantly, the original goal of Square Source (Alcohol Worm) is in hand, and so is what he needs most (Meteorite).

“Next, a mind nest refines the pest in the inn. With this magic, you can return to the classroom, be eligible to live in a cadet's dormitory and practice with family resources. Just stay in this inn once or twice, it's too long and expensive.” Fangyuan thought, his footsteps continued, rushing to the village.

He had two stones left, and he got another fifteen, a total of seventeen. But for a magician, what is this metastone?