Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 438: Dibeng——do something…

"Yeah, this little doll knows how to refine tools by himself, why bother others?" When he spoke, Gui Bugui already turned his face with a smile and turned to look at another person who could refine tools beside him.

"Yeah, this little doll knows how to refine tools by himself, why bother others?" When he spoke, Gui Bugui already turned his face with a smile and turned to look at another person who could refine tools beside him.

When Gongsun Tu told about his past experiences, Bai Lixi had been listening with an expressionless face. Seeing the old guy turn his face to look at him now, the first person in the refiner snorted, took out the silk from his arms and handed it to Guibugui.

When Gongsun Tu told about his past experiences, Bai Lixi had been listening with an expressionless face. Seeing the old guy turn his face to look at him now, the first person in the refiner snorted, took out the silk from his arms and handed it to Guibugui.

But before the old guy could pick it up, Wu Mian, who was standing on the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed the silk with the pattern of the magic weapon in his hand. To tell the truth, he is the most unsuitable person in the restaurant to strengthen this map. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Although Wu Mian has a very high talent for practicing magic, he is not good at refining. He is like Peng Hua Yin who practices magic, basically he can't see any talent. Even if compared with Bai Wuqiu, the innate talent for refining is still under this monster.

But before the old guy could pick it up, Wu Mian, who was standing on the side, suddenly reached out and grabbed the silk with the pattern of the magic weapon in his hand. To tell the truth, he is the most unsuitable person in the restaurant to strengthen this map. Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Although Wu Mian has a very high talent for practicing magic, he is not good at refining. He is like Peng Hua Yin who practices magic, basically he can't see any talent. Even if compared with Bai Wuqiu, the innate talent for refining is still under this monster.

It's like some people who are very bad at chess, just like to study chess records. After seeing the silk with the pattern of the magic weapon, Wu Mian involuntarily took the silk in his hand, found a place in the corner, and sat down to study the pattern.

Watching the white-haired man take the first step and steal the map, he doesn't care whether he returns or not. The old guy smiled and said directly to Bai Lixi: "Let's just say it directly, the old man is dazzling. I really can't understand what you have given me."

It's like some people who are very bad at chess, just like to study chess records. After seeing the silk with the pattern of the magic weapon, Wu Mian involuntarily took the silk in his hand, found a place in the corner, and sat down to study the pattern.

"Have you ever heard of Dibeng? The pattern drawn is Dibeng..." When he said this, Bailixi was staring at the expression on Gui Bugui's face, seeing the old guy hearing the words 'Dibeng'. After the word "Beng", the muscles at the corners of his eyes trembled irregularly. Only then did Bailixi achieve his goal, he smiled, and continued: "I used to think that a magic weapon like Dibeng was just made up by the monks of the past, but I never thought that there would be a day when I would actually see it..."

Before Bai Lixi finished speaking, Gui Bugui suddenly remembered something. The old guy immediately turned his head and said to Gongsun Tu: "I have something to clarify first. The surnamed Gongsun, when you got this Emperor Beng pattern, did you draw it on a bamboo slip?" When he said the last sentence , the old guy's voice trembled slightly.

Watching the white-haired man take the first step and steal the map, he doesn't care whether he returns or not. The old guy smiled and said directly to Bai Lixi: "Let's just say it directly, the old man is dazzling. I really can't understand what you have given me."

"How do you know there are still bamboo slips?" Gongsun Tu glanced at Guibugui in surprise, then continued, "Mr. Guilao, since ancient times, such patterns have either been painted on stone walls or preserved on silk. How come the ones on silk are still painted on bamboo slips?"

"Have you ever heard of Dibeng? The pattern drawn is Dibeng..." When he said this, Bailixi was staring at the expression on Gui Bugui's face, seeing the old guy hearing the words 'Dibeng'. After the word "Beng", the muscles at the corners of his eyes trembled irregularly. Only then did Bailixi achieve his goal, he smiled, and continued: "I used to think that a magic weapon like Dibeng was just made up by the monks of the past, but I never thought that there would be a day when I would actually see it..."

Hearing this, it's a relief to return or not. Then look at Wu Mian, who is sitting in the corner, still concentrating on the map. The old guy gave a wry smile, then turned to his cheap son and said, "Silly boy, you go out and bring in Gongsuntu's clothes, pants and everything. It's not a good idea to be naked all the time. Look at the old man, what am I doing? I will give him a shroud."

Before Bai Lixi finished speaking, Gui Bugui suddenly remembered something. The old guy immediately turned his head and said to Gongsun Tu: "I have something to clarify first. The surnamed Gongsun, when you got this Emperor Beng pattern, did you draw it on a bamboo slip?" When he said the last sentence , the old guy's voice trembled slightly.

Seeing Gongsun Tu getting dressed, Gui Bugui took the opportunity and said, "Then what about that bamboo slip? Where are you hiding - needless to say, just tell him directly when Guangren arrives. Let's continue. Said the emperor collapsed..."

"How do you know there are still bamboo slips?" Gongsun Tu glanced at Guibugui in surprise, then continued, "Mr. Guilao, since ancient times, such patterns have either been painted on stone walls or preserved on silk. How come the ones on silk are still painted on bamboo slips?"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Mian, who was still reading the map, suddenly stood up, and after a few steps walked in front of Gui Bugui, he put the silk in his hand in his hand. Then the white-haired man changed to a more comfortable position, sat down and closed his eyes.

Hearing this, it's a relief to return or not. Then look at Wu Mian, who is sitting in the corner, still concentrating on the map. The old guy gave a wry smile, then turned to his cheap son and said, "Silly boy, you go out and bring in Gongsuntu's clothes, pants and everything. It's not a good idea to be naked all the time. Look at the old man, what am I doing? I will give him a shroud."

"Have you seen it? It's Lao Tzu's uncle. After a while, I'll finish reading such a dense picture." Seeing Wu Mian's calm expression, an idiot like Bai Wuqiu couldn't bear it. Zhu Zhu flattered Wu Mian: "Little uncle, I'm not praising you, I can't remember so many words on it for a while. Not to mention there are so many paintings... Mr. Ren , if you have something to say, what are you doing winking!"

Seeing Gongsun Tu getting dressed, Gui Bugui took the opportunity and said, "Then what about that bamboo slip? Where are you hiding - needless to say, just tell him directly when Guangren arrives. Let's continue. Said the emperor collapsed..."

Hearing that Bai Wuqiu flattered the horse's hoof, Xiao Ren San kept winking at his eldest nephew, motioning him to stop talking. Seeing Bai Wuqiu, he was still puzzled, so he could only climb up to Er Lengzi's shoulder and whispered a few words in his ear.

Before he finished speaking, Wu Mian, who was still reading the map, suddenly stood up, and after a few steps walked in front of Gui Bugui, he put the silk in his hand in his hand. Then the white-haired man changed to a more comfortable position, sat down and closed his eyes.

"You said he didn't understand at all..." After saying that, Bai Wuqiu also understood that he had missed his mouth, and it was too late to cover his mouth. Wu Mian opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the two monsters, and said slowly, "I heard..."

"Have you seen it? It's Lao Tzu's uncle. After a while, I'll finish reading such a dense picture." Seeing Wu Mian's calm expression, an idiot like Bai Wuqiu couldn't bear it. Zhu Zhu flattered Wu Mian: "Little uncle, I'm not praising you, I can't remember so many words on it for a while. Not to mention there are so many paintings... Mr. Ren , if you have something to say, what are you doing winking!"

Xiao Ren San snickered, then hurriedly changed the subject and shouted at the return, "Old guy, what kind of thing is that Dibeng you're talking about? Why did you scare you like that?"

Hearing that Bai Wuqiu flattered the horse's hoof, Xiao Ren San kept winking at his eldest nephew, motioning him to stop talking. Seeing Bai Wuqiu, he was still puzzled, so he could only climb up to Er Lengzi's shoulder and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Di Beng is just a legend. No one has seen it since ancient times." Gui Bugui made a face at the relieved Xiao Ren San and continued: "It is said that during the Shang Dynasty, a man named The court alchemist of Wei Song saw a powerful magic weapon in his dream. After he was awakened by the power of the magic weapon in the dream, he suddenly heard the news of the death of the king of Shang. name."

"You said he didn't understand at all..." After saying that, Bai Wuqiu also understood that he had missed his mouth, and it was too late to cover his mouth. Wu Mian opened his eyes slightly, glanced at the two monsters, and said slowly, "I heard..."

Speaking of this, Gui Bugui smiled at Bailixi, and after seeing that the first person in the refining tool had nothing to correct or supplement, the old guy continued: "Later, the magic weapon that Bewitched will dream of He drew a pattern, just when he was about to build one according to the pattern. He was suddenly struck by the sky, and the pattern related to the Emperor Beng Artifact also disappeared without a trace. I have seen the pattern he drew, and later someone spent a lot of money and asked the servant to draw a rough outline of the pattern based on memory—well, that’s what it looks like…” When he spoke, Gui Bugui had already opened the pattern, He nodded at the picture inside.

Xiao Ren San snickered, then hurriedly changed the subject and shouted at the return, "Old guy, what kind of thing is that Dibeng you're talking about? Why did you scare you like that?"

"Dare to be in love is just a dream, old man, you are a bit unreliable." Bai Wuqiu pouted after listening, and then continued: "Then, if you say it, Xiao Ren San dreamed of getting married at night. I don't know how many times I've seen a fairy, and I haven't seen this little guy get up and draw a picture of a fairy. You also believe in dreaming things, bah..."

"Di Beng is just a legend. No one has seen it since ancient times." Gui Bugui made a face at the relieved Xiao Ren San and continued: "It is said that during the Shang Dynasty, a man named The court alchemist of Wei Song saw a powerful magic weapon in his dream. After he was awakened by the power of the magic weapon in the dream, he suddenly heard the news of the death of the king of Shang. name."

"Bou Song is an alchemist who can communicate with the gods, and his master is one of the alchemists who can be confirmed to ascend to immortality in history." Hearing Bai Wuqiu's words, Bai Lixi actually took the initiative to replace him. The old guy explained. After a pause, the first person in the artifact refinement continued: "Before, Bijou has been through the divine many times and made many wonderful instruments based on the gift of God. Although I am not an alchemist, but according to the artifact refining line, He is our ancestor."

Speaking of this, Gui Bugui smiled at Bailixi, and after seeing that the first person in the refining tool had nothing to correct or supplement, the old guy continued: "Later, the magic weapon that Bewitched will dream of He drew a pattern, just when he was about to build one according to the pattern. He was suddenly struck by the sky, and the pattern related to the Emperor Beng Artifact also disappeared without a trace. I have seen the pattern he drew, and later someone spent a lot of money and asked the servant to draw a rough outline of the pattern based on memory—well, that’s what it looks like…” When he spoke, Gui Bugui had already opened the pattern, He nodded at the picture inside.

Seeing that Bai Wuqiu's skeptical expression had diminished a lot, Bai Lixi continued: "And Yan Aihou, the first great master of your alchemist clan, also personally said that if the emperor's collapse of the year could be passed down. If so, just one piece is enough to destroy the alchemists. Unfortunately, only the sketches drawn by the servants of Bewitching were handed down. I thought that the drawings had been destroyed. Now it seems that when Bewitching died, someone took them away I got the pattern. Old thing, I'm right."

"Dare to be in love is just a dream, old man, you are a bit unreliable." Bai Wuqiu pouted after listening, and then continued: "Then, if you say it, Xiao Ren San dreamed of getting married at night. I don't know how many times I've seen a fairy, and I haven't seen this little guy get up and draw a picture of a fairy. You also believe in dreaming things, bah..."

"What happened almost two thousand years ago, you ask the old man, who should I ask the old man?" After saying that, Kui Bugui smiled and handed the magic weapon that he had been holding in his hand like a belt to Bai. Li Xi, then continued: "You are an expert, how about this magic weapon?"

"Bou Song is an alchemist who can communicate with the gods, and his master is one of the alchemists who can be confirmed to ascend to immortality in history." Hearing Bai Wuqiu's words, Bai Lixi actually took the initiative to replace him. The old guy explained. After a pause, the first person in the artifact refinement continued: "Before, Bijou has been through the divine many times and made many wonderful instruments based on the gift of God. Although I am not an alchemist, but according to the artifact refining line, He is our ancestor."

Bai Lixi only glanced at it, then stretched out her hand and pressed it on the front end of the belt, and there was a dragon roar from inside. Then, the belt of the dead thing came out with dragon energy, and after the first person in the refiner pressed it again, the dragon energy disappeared instantly.

Seeing that Bai Wuqiu's skeptical expression had diminished a lot, Bai Lixi continued: "And Yan Aihou, the first great master of your alchemist clan, also personally said that if the emperor's collapse of the year could be passed down. If so, just one piece is enough to destroy the alchemists. Unfortunately, only the sketches drawn by the servants of Bewitching were handed down. I thought that the drawings had been destroyed. Now it seems that when Bewitching died, someone took them away I got the pattern. Old thing, I'm right."

"Although it's a bit rough, it can already be said to be top-grade." After Bai Lixi glanced at Gongsun Tu who was silent, he continued: "Unfortunately, it still needs to be triggered manually, and cannot be controlled at will. In top-grade Among the instruments, it can only be regarded as the last..."

"What happened almost two thousand years ago, you ask the old man, who should I ask the old man?" After saying that, Kui Bugui smiled and handed the magic weapon that he had been holding in his hand like a belt to Bai. Li Xi, then continued: "You are an expert, how about this magic weapon?"

"Mr. Bai Lixi has good eyesight." Just after the first person in the refiner finished speaking, the door of the restaurant suddenly opened. Then I saw Guangren and the volcano master and apprentice coming in from outside.

Bai Lixi only glanced at it, then stretched out her hand and pressed it on the front end of the belt, and there was a dragon roar from inside. Then, the belt of the dead thing came out with dragon energy, and after the first person in the refiner pressed it again, the dragon energy disappeared instantly.

Guangren's eyes swiveled around the crowd before falling on Gongsun Tu. After saying hello to Bailixi and Guifugui, the former grand master walked up to Gongsuntu, who was already sweating, and said, "Do you know who I am? Then I will say it directly, where is the bamboo slip on your body? Was it taken away by the return?"

"Although it's a bit rough, it can already be said to be top-grade." After Bai Lixi glanced at Gongsun Tu who was silent, he continued: "Unfortunately, it still needs to be triggered manually, and cannot be controlled at will. In top-grade Among the instruments, it can only be regarded as the last..."

"Mr. Bai Lixi has good eyesight." Just after the first person in the refiner finished speaking, the door of the restaurant suddenly opened. Then I saw Guangren and the volcano master and apprentice coming in from outside.

Guangren's eyes swiveled around the crowd before falling on Gongsun Tu. After saying hello to Bailixi and Guifugui, the former grand master walked up to Gongsuntu, who was already sweating, and said, "Do you know who I am? Then I will say it directly, where is the bamboo slip on your body? Was it taken away by the return?"