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"Forget it, forget it, just throw it aside if you don't know, it's not like it's a big deal," Fan Qing, who had absolutely no clue, complained from the side. He squinted his eyes and stopped thinking.

"Ai ai, you can't say that. Oh yeah, Susu, are you sure this is your father's handwriting?" Fan Mu said to Susu as he calmed Fan Qin's mind, which was hurt by his IQ.

Susu picked up the letter from the table and carefully examined it. After confirming that there was no doubt about it, she nodded, "Yes, it's his notes. They used to be very clear things, but this, I don't know what he wants to express, what's going on?"

"From what I see, it seems to be a Tibetan poem. It's quite similar to the poem of the four elephants left behind by Leng Xiao. However, I really don't know what's hidden behind this poem." Ling Yun said as he pondered. It was very likely that this poem hid a divine beast like the Azure Dragon from the Eastern Palace, to indicate the road ahead.

"En, that makes sense. There's no need to rush. There's still some time before the sun sets. We need to gather everyone's will and we can definitely find a way out." Fan Mu's acknowledgement of Lingyun's idea aroused everyone's passion in their thoughts.

"Susu, let's go prepare some tea. Everyone's probably thirsty after such a long time." Fan Mu said with concern.

Susu froze for a moment, as if she could see that Fan Mu had other intentions, but she still happily agreed, "Okay."

"Then, Brother Ling, think about it first. If you have any thoughts, remember them." After giving her instructions, Fan Mu entered the kitchen with Susu. The kitchen was not spacious, but it was organized and orderly, giving people a sense of comfort.

"Hee hee, speak, what do you want?" Sue blinked her large, obsidian eyes as if she could speak.

"Haha, as expected, it's still impossible to escape from your eyes. Actually, it's because I don't want more people to know that this space filled with all kinds of elemental energy and numerous spiritual herbs is a treasure ground." Fan Mu sighed. He had not expected the world to have such a magical place.

"Mhm mhm ~ I know, that's why I said Little Mu is the best. If you have any questions, just say them directly." The corner of Susu's mouth curled up slightly as she knew what Fan Mu wanted to say.

"That's right, the letters from before mostly said something and had some special characteristics." Fan Mu hoped to find some clues from the letters from before.

Just like the letter I said before, it's usually very clear as to what I'm going to do. Only this time, I don't understand what father wants me to do. How about this, I've left all the previous letters behind. "Yes, sir," Sue responded, and pulled Fan Mu's hand, entering the ancient study through the side door.

The sudden act of intimacy surprised Fan Mu. His face reddened, and like a little girl, he withdrew his hand, pretending to cough. Su Su didn't mind.

The moment he entered the study, Fan Mu was attracted by the thick book. Various scrolls of different colors flooded into his mind like a tidal wave. Seeing the familiar title, Fan Mu couldn't help but be surprised. No wonder Susu knew so much about it. The books here were like a huge treasure trove.

"This is it, the word." Sue took out a stack of letters, which she handed to Fan Mu. The letters were covered with dust, as if they were from a long time ago.

Taking the letters from him, Fan Mu went through them one by one. He was afraid that he would miss any details and try to find the answer to the riddle through the connection between the letters.

Although there were a lot of letters, most of the letters only had 16 words. All the letters had a common characteristic: no matter what Susu was supposed to do with each sentence, such as taking trees in the forest, fish garden, and so on, there was no lack of tasks, such as burying the corpses in the fog? Burying the fog in the clouds … was this really something that a human could do?

"Susu, how did you manage to do this?" Fan Mu couldn't figure it out, so he asked in surprise.

"Oh, little Mumu, that's not it. You've got to come together and see, 'By the grace of the heavens, the mists will die.'" If he was eliminated from the list, could he be considered as "any"? And if there was rain at the peak of the cloud, could the word "service" be used to bury the rain? "All put together, dad just wanted to give me a mission." Sue looked at Fan Mu's dazed eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"Mission? Buried Fog and Cloud Dip … "I know what I mean by 'Ning Youyu shatter'. You, you really are a genius." After listening to Su Su's explanation, Fan Mu was suddenly enlightened, and a golden light shone from his eyes.

"You? "This …" Seeing the drastic change in Fan Mu's mood, Susu couldn't take it anymore and stared at Fan Mu's face in confusion.

"I know what it means. Let's go, we'll solve the riddle now." Ignoring Susu's doubts, Fan Mu left the room and returned to the main hall. What about the tea? She shook her head and had no choice but to prepare it herself.

"Brother Ling, Brother Tianhu, Brother Xian, I understand, I understand the meaning behind this riddle." Fan Mu's hands trembled, as if something huge had happened, and he was extremely excited. If he guessed correctly, there would be one more person on their journey.

"Ai, brother, are you having a fever? We agreed to prepare some tea, and you just said there was nothing to drink. It seems like this medicine can't be stopped." Fan Qin's head was about to explode, but he still didn't have any idea, so he poured out the bitter water.

"Here's the tea," a crisp and sweet voice cut through the awkward atmosphere. Sue was carrying a tray of tea to replenish the water for the four people who had gone overboard.

"Look, she's still the most considerate girl," Xu Tianliang laughed out loud, causing Susu to blush.

"So what exactly is hidden in this riddle of poetry," said Fan Mu, beginning to explain what it was about.

"Stop, don't keep us in suspense, get to the main point," Fan Qin was obviously getting impatient from waiting, and urged with all his might.

"Have you ever thought that this is just a simple poem? It's completely different from the one with the cold face. " Fan Mu turned around and asked Lingyun his opinion.

"Is it different from a treasure poem?" No wonder he kept thinking about it, but he couldn't get any results.

"It was precisely that hidden treasure poem that left us with a few thoughts and ideas. In fact, it's just like the lamp riddle, its meaning is hidden in the literal sense." Fan Mu analyzed each of them and came up with a conclusion that no one had expected.