Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 190: People scattered in the fog

There is a second volume... Wu Mian can't imagine that he can't even see a single word of the text of Ming Renzhi, but Xu Fu can still write a second volume. So when will I be able to read all of this scroll of Pluto's annals?

After taking a look at Mingrenzhi, which still only had a three-character title, Wu Mian suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and looked carefully at his return. After a pause, he continued: "You know so much, so old guy, you've read this book before. How much can you tell, old guy with more than 1,900 characters?"

"I've seen the old man of Mingrenzhi rolled up like this a few times, but I haven't seen it once since I opened it." Gui Bugui laughed, and after a pause, he continued: "Xu Fu That old guy has always been on guard against my old man, and it would be good to be able to tell the whole story of Mingren Zhi. He is also afraid that the old man will surpass him after I have read what was written on it and refined my techniques.”

Although he was slick by nature, he didn't dare to deceive Wu Mian at this time. After listening to his words, the white-haired man pondered for a moment, and then continued: "Then give yourself an estimate, old man, after you lift the seal, where can you see this volume of Mingren Zhi? And Guangren and others. Where else can you see?"

"Mingrenzhi has 1,926 characters. After I recovered my magic, the old man's five hundred characters are about the same. I can only see 550 characters at most. I don't have that ability." Gui Bugui replied with a smile, and after a pause, he continued: "Old man, I can see five hundred words, and Guangyi and Guangti can see four hundred at most. As for the former generous. Teacher..."

When it came to this, Kui Bugui habitually sold off. But after seeing Wu Mian's half-smiling eyes, he immediately continued with the smiling face: "Guangren could almost see four hundred and sixty-six before Qiu Fang came back, but it's hard to say now. That old guy Xu Fu gave it to him. I opened a small stove, and I gave him a calculation for the old man, and this superior man, Zhi Guangren, can see six hundred. If the old guy is a little more biased, it is not impossible for the former Dafang Master to see seven hundred."

This sentence suddenly made Wu Mian, who was still a little confident, completely at a loss for what to say, and the scene was a little awkward after a few minutes. The white-haired man took a deep breath and reopened the rolled up Mingren Zhi. The bare bamboo slips still didn't contain a single word except for the title of the book. Although he knew the result, Wu Mian was still a little disappointed.

Just when he was about to roll up the tablet, he suddenly had an idea in his heart, and he began to slowly disperse the power of the seed that Xu Fu had placed in his heart, and then distributed it to his eyes. Since getting the seed, Wu Mian was the first to take the initiative to motivate it. Although there have been several times before, they were all helpless actions after being forced.

After the eyes infused with the power of the seeds opened again, Wu Mian looked at the bamboo slips in his hands with hope. I originally thought that I would see 180 characters in this way, but I didn't expect that when I opened my eyes again, there was still no text on the bamboo slip, and I couldn't even see the three-character book title.

Is this the power of the seed? Wu Mian snorted coldly in his heart. Put the power of the seed back in place, then roll up the booklet and put it close to your body. The disappointment with the seeds just now, Xu Fu claimed that this was the seed of his power source, but it was nothing. Before relying on the power of magic, I could still see the title of the book with three characters. After using the seed, I can't even see these three words. It seems that it is the same as what I think. I don't have to expect too much from this strange seed in the future.

After watching Wu Mian put away the Ming Renzhi, Gui Bugui continued to accompany him with a smile and said: "You have an immortal physique. As long as you don't die, you can read the entire Mingren Zhi. Even if there is one in it. Nineteen thousand words can't hide from your eyes."

After slapping Wu Mian's **** for a while, I saw that this white-haired man continued to forget his disrespect in Baidao. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gui Bugui moved in the direction of Wu Mian, and said with a shy face and a smile: "There is time, if we have read enough of this scroll, let's change our minds. In this way, if you think about Xu Fu back then When you memorize the map overnight, besides these nine maps, is there anything like the tenth map? It may not be a map. It's just a sentence and an address, think about it... …”

"Don't expect to find this out of my mouth now." Wu Mian rolled his eyes to see whether he would return, and after a sneer, the white-haired man continued: "After I read all this Before the Mingrenzhi, die. Do you want to unlock the seal on your body? Yes, first help me to see what is in the entire Mingrenzhi."

After listening to Wu Mian's words, Gui Bugui almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. The old guy didn't find any words to answer for a long time, and after breathing heavily for a long time, he still accompanied the smiling face and said to the white-haired man: "One thousand nine hundred and twenty-six words, I can see the old family at most. Five hundred. You can't read a single word, how many years will it take to see it all?"

"You just said that there is time." Wu Mian gave the old guy a white look and continued: "Don't worry, I will go to recall what else other than the nine maps when I refine my spells. But Don't expect me to say it before you read the whole Ming Renzhi."

Just when I was about to say something else, the door of the cabin suddenly opened. His cheap son Bai Wuqiu suddenly broke in. After Er Lengzi came in, he first looked around in the cabin. Then he said to his 'biological father': "Old guy, have you seen Ji Lao and his apprentice? The two of them swayed in front of Lao Tzu just now, and they disappeared."

"The landlord is gone?" Hearing Bai Wuqiu's words, Gui Bugui's brows immediately wrinkled. After the old guy got up from the ground immediately, he followed Bai Wuqiu out of the cabin. It was still a foggy scene outside, although people could be vaguely seen walking back and forth on the deck. But at first glance, it was the crew of the ship owner, Ji Lao and Mo Li were not on the deck.

Seeing Gui Bugui looking around in the middle of the fog, Bai Wuqiu said to him: "Old guy, don't be busy. Lao Tzu and Ren Lao San have searched for this boat almost all over the place. If they weren't on the boat, would they have lost their minds and jumped into the sea with their hands in hand?"

Before the old guy could speak, Wu Mian, who had packed up his mind, also walked out of the cabin. After hearing Bai Wuqiu's words, the white-haired man stood upright on the cabin. Then he turned around in place, and at the same time, he blew out a breath against the heavy fog in the sky.

As the breath blew out, the fog on the ship dissipated instantly. At the same time as the fog dissipated, Wu Mian's body had already flown lightly to the mast of the big ship. Although the ship was big, it could still be seen at a glance from a high place. Except for the two cabins, there were no figures of those two people on the deck.

"You've gone into seclusion so soon? Landlord, are you too impatient?" Looking at the expression on Wu Mian's face, he didn't notice Ji Prison's master and apprentice. Gui Bugui returned to his previous hippie smile, and said to Xiao Ren San, who had come from not far away, "Have you found any trace of the two of them under the boat?"

After hearing the words of returning home, Xiao Ren San replied angrily: "Say it again at the immortal! Our ginseng is not a rat, we can make holes anywhere! What can you see under the boat? Ask us what ginseng does?"

Before returning home, I heard the owner of the boat who was changing course say: "What's wrong with the rudder? It's broken, the rudder is off the string! It's over, the boat can't be controlled..."

When the owner spoke, Gui Bugui had already rushed over. The old guy also traveled to and from Persia by boat all the year round, and things like the rudder could see the problem at a glance. At this time, the rudder has been oddly skewed to one side, and it is no longer possible to control the big ship.