Haunting Spectre Road Chapter 39:

The two were talking. Suddenly a golden object fell out of Lone Xinghan's pocket and when it hit the ground, there was a loud "ding" sound that surprised them. When Gu Xinghan looked intently, the compass used to point the direction was made of pure gold and bronze, so-called not bad gold. However, there is clearly a small gap on the right side of this non-bad gold plate, as if mocking this disproportionate nickname. This is the token left by Master to Lone Xinghan. Lone Xinghan has always cherished it so much that he did not expect it. However, on this soft ground covered with leaves, this so-called incorruptible golden disk has a real edge gap. I was about to laugh at a few words that Lone Xinghan is a money worshiper, but he suddenly felt that Lone Xinghan's body was shaking violently and couldn't help being surprised: "What's the matter? Your body..." Lone Xinghan shuddered: "This is the master. The token for my master and apprentice... It fell from the cliff of Longhu Mountain back then... it was all right." His voice was so trembling that he couldn't say anything, he was dumbfounded: "From It’s okay to fall off the cliff... Then... Then now... This..." He looked at Luo who had broken.

Suddenly, I couldn't continue. "Master said that no matter how you throw the compass, it won't break if you want it to be broken unless...unless the world is in chaos!" Lonely Xinghan said the last four words of a heavy weight, he squatted down tremblingly, stretched out his hand and stroked it gently. With this compass that had been with him for so many years, when his fingers flicked through the gap, Lone Xinghan suddenly noticed a slight air current straight into the heart bone, and a dim light flicked across the surface of the compass as bright as a mirror. "This is..." Lonely Xinghan trembled in his heart: "Is this the last warning from the compass?" Lonely Xinghan's expression became serious, he put his fingers on the gap and kept moving around. Looking at him puzzledly. Lonely Xinghan's face changed drastically: "Sure enough, the world is really going to be in chaos, do you feel that the barrier in the distance is constantly exploding at hundreds of degrees per second?" The barrier will explode when he is shocked. It’s the first time I heard that but he hadn’t had time to answer Lone Xinghan’s words. Lone Xinghan already seemed to tell him and said to himself: "There must be an explosion source? Where is it? ??" His face was extremely anxious

This is a sudden "clang" sound from the compass. It was this sound that made Lone Star Han immediately distinguish the source of the danger. He suddenly stood up and yelled at him out of control: "Chengdu!!! It's Chengdu!!! The source of the explosion is in Chengdu! They are in danger!!" After speaking, he ran away panicked and said: "Go...Where to go?" "Go to Chengdu!" "Ah?! When?" "Now!" Lone Xinghan never felt his voice is as determined as today: "If it is too late..."

Zhang Zhenhong and Xiao San clicked into the "Excerpts of Tibetan Buddhist Scriptures" with so much excitement. They only wrote at the beginning: "Everyone in the world believes that Buddhism in Beijing is an authentic school, but they don’t know the beauty of Tibetan sutras. An enlightenment, but this principle, if you can combine the strengths of the various schools to understand the essence of Buddhism, and avoid the suffering of the blue lamp and withered wall. Here is an excerpt from the Buddhist scriptures as follows: "The following is unexpectedly some messy words: "Snipe Shaw Bing..." "No way?" Xiao San said horribly, "Isn't she actually writing this in Tibetan to embarrass us?" "No!" Zhang Zhenhong thought for a moment: "Since her mystery is still in BBs So this may be the last level she set up for the mystery. I guess it may be the use of BBs garbled." "Scrambled codes?" Xiao San shouted desperately: "Where else BBs have garbled codes now? Haven't all been improved? "I can't say that I have to change the code." Zhang Zhenhong gritted his teeth and said that his heart couldn't help but a wry smile. After the storm passed, he should be taken by the station management team to divide the body by five horses, right?

Zhang Zhenhong thought nothing wrong. After calling the old program, Zhang Zhenhong copied the garbled code on the screen and added a space, only to see a line of Chinese fonts that they could not be familiar with anymore:" My killer is..." Zhang Zhenhong opened his eyes in terror. With a "bang", the mouse next to the computer fell heavily on the ground. The mouse cover was flipped open and rolled a few times, then it was tilted to the corner of the wall and then stood still..................

Slowly drove out of the holy campus, the same holy white hearse, slowly carrying thousands of white flowers on the front of the car, and drove out slowly from the solemn, wide-open school gate without any grief, nothing Sigh, there was not even the creaking of the moving wheels. Lonely Xinghan, who had just gotten off the plane, couldn't help being stunned by the scene in front of him. "Is it too late?" Just as Lone Xinghan's mind passed this ominous thought, a figure slowly walked from behind them. The two turned around in horror, but that person was ~IndoMTL.com~ Cat? "The two called out in unison. But their faces were haggard and their eyes were dull. He raised his head and looked at the two of them. Finally, he closed his somewhat uncontrollable lips and took out a bad mouse that had no cover from behind. Slowly and with both hands, he held it to Lone Xinghan's face with care and piousness. "This is..." Lone Xinghan asked suspiciously. However, before he could finish the question, he saw the dry face lightly crossed. There are two clear traces.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the broken compass fell straight on the hard concrete floor and suddenly turned into a pile of scattered golden fragments...

The tall figure in the distance was hidden behind the telephone pole. He stared at the hearse motionlessly at the hearse driving past, and the blood had been bitten out. A strong wind blew a small white flower clustered on the head of the hearse suddenly After falling down and drifting in the wind for a few laps, it was hung on a relatively low branch quietly.

The smell of the wind and the fluttering flowers brought a faint memory. Or the big tree in the sky or the faint smile, faint expression and faint words: "Don't think about it. Since you let me do it, it must be a good thing."

Time is so eager to wait for the memories to be so indifferent and fresh and the taste is so sweet and rich. Gao Gao has never eaten Coptis but he knows that this taste must be more bitter and difficult to swallow than Coptis.

The first part is over.