The night clear falls to ponder, took out the brocade box which the mother left behind from the Ming Huang ring.
It's in cangshui bracelet, and she doesn't have to worry about outsiders around.
Anyway, as soon as she woke up, she did not see the figure of emperor Mo Xuan, nor did she feel any breath of him.
Old Cang also dares to appear in her room in the form of spirit.
It is enough to prove that emperor Mo Xuan was not in Sanquan Zongfu.
So, she can safely open the brocade box and take out the two letters.
Night Qingluo and his mother's feelings, has been very deep.
At this time, holding these two letters and looking at the familiar handwriting of his mother, he actually made night Qingluo feel his nose slightly sour.
She shook her fingers and opened the envelope.
Inside, it was a piece of yellow paper.
The most surprising thing about the night is The material of the paper.
Obviously, it seems to be a thin paper. You can touch it with your hand. The paper is actually a touch of cortex.
It's a small piece. It's stacked.
Spread out on the table, a full half of the size of a wooden table!
"This This is... "
The night was clear and the eyes were surprised.
She reached out her finger and stroked along the paper.
This It's not a letter at all, it's a map.
An extremely complex and dazzling map.
Half a piece of paper the size of a wooden table, marked with dense lines.
Even if the night is clear and clear, I can't guarantee that I can be unimpeded in this map.
Why did her mother leave her such a complicated map?
In the heart of mixed feelings, night Qingluo fine eyebrows tightly twisted into a group.
"What a fine map." Cang old man floating in the air, glancing at the map, can not help but sigh.
"Do you know the map of where this is?"
Cang old man twisted his eyebrows and looked at it for a long time. He touched his white beard and said, "I've been in nirvana for many years, but I've never seen this map. What's more, I haven't seen any place in line with this map?"
Even old Cang doesn't know
This map, what is the map of the place?
Night Qingluo took aim at another letter in the brocade box.
She opened it. It was a letter.
I thought it was a complicated map in the envelope.
She still thought, if the box left by her mother and the two letters were maps
This is to set up the rhythm of treasure hunting and treasure digging brigade
On the writing paper, is the mother's graceful handwriting.
"My child opens personally, if it is yu'er who sees the brocade box, his mother implores yu'er to deliver these two letters to your sister as soon as possible."
"The next word is what my mother told her to do."
"This map belongs to luo'er, and only luo'er can reach the final destination."
"Promise your mother that when you get the map, you should never make any noise and protect yourself. This map must not be known to anyone, otherwise It will cause death. "
At last, it seems that there is no strength in writing.
The night clear falls, the line of sight looks to spread on the table top map, the expression has a bit dignified.
What map is it?
Will it lead to death?
For the destination of this map, the night is more and more interested in understanding.
She swept the map and writing paper back to Minghuang ring.
As soon as I came out of the cangshui bracelet, the night was clear and my ears were sharp.
A rapid footstep was heard, sometimes heavy and sometimes light.
When we arrived at the door, we could hear the man's breath in the clear night.
"Miss, it's not good. It's not good There's something wrong with the eighth young master
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