The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 874: Ignorant Rebels

Feng Rushong had no good idea about Zhou Xiang's donkey ear - his brother was more efficient and said to chop off the head with a knife and shave off the arms and legs, and he would always be able to pick out the treasure.

Doesn't he carry it with him?

Feng Rushong, however, thought that he could take advantage of the presence of the foreign "sorcerer" to learn some spells to identify treasures.

"It's too much trouble. Do we have to share the profits with the foreigners?"

When the two brothers were together in private, Feng Rusong no longer cared about his brother's face: "Why don't you tell Miss Lan?"

Feng Hu was so angry that he was speechless. He had never been able to do anything with his younger brother.

"After all, this is a treasure we found, so we can't let outsiders take advantage of it."

Feng Rusong shook his head: "Those people look down on this little thing."

'How do you know that?'

Feng Rushong certainly knew.

"The Piper" is somewhat similar to the "Gold Coin" in the second ring of "Secret Scroll".

One can hear the slightest tremors of speechless things, while the other can tell the value of most objects from his pupils.

Slight beeping.

slight.

When he came into contact with this group of people and subconsciously activated his ability, the roar in his ears was by no means 'mild' - it was as if he was in the mouth of a bronze bell, or in a storm with thunder and lightning.

He found an opportunity, eliminated the dark-skinned girl, and spent some time alone with Roland, Cinder, and Rose. He was surprised to find that each of the three of them was as lively as a market.

This is a very scary thing.

'I am now very glad that I did not do it that night.'

Feng Hu sneered: "Bullshit, twenty guns are pointed at them!"

Feng Rushong did not respond to his brother's words.

and so.

He invited Roland today.

Roland invited Rose again.

"If I find it, it'll be mine, won't it?"

The girl jumping like a rabbit with her hands behind her back was exactly in line with Feng Rushong's view of foreigners - direct... or lacking in etiquette.

But he didn't hate this girl. In fact, in some ways, she was very much like his brother, who had a head full of gunpowder.

"I'm afraid it's difficult, miss."

"Then what's in it for me?"

"The friendship of the Holy Church."

"You killed so many of my compatriots, and you still talk about friendship?"

Feng Rushong paused: "In your words, no one invited them, Miss."

Rose curled her lips.

"The strong prey on the weak. That's just your own stupidity."

Feng Rushong smiled and did not deny it - but this sentence itself also answered Rose's previous question.

A bear trap for backsliders.

She couldn't argue with him.

crunch.

Feng Rushong greeted the guard and led the two men into the simple cell. To be honest, Rose felt that there was no need to detain this man: he had already gone mad, how far could he escape?
All he did all day was eat and sleep, and then sleep and eat. He would mutter to himself and pick at cracks, or yell at everyone when the meals were delivered.

For the sake of the tobacco paste, they were willing to bang their heads until they were bleeding, but the guards were powerless to do anything about it - this did not fit Rose's view of this group of rebels at all.

The thugs who could pull out a person's intestines and hang them on a flagpole were helpless against a homeless man?

"Killing him is easy, young lady, but we want to master the skill of identifying treasures."

Feng Rushong replied in a low voice.

"There is no magic in the Holy Church that can identify treasures..."

Rose raised her eyebrows, finally falling into her hands: "Your path is too simple."

She watched for the whole morning and could almost conclude that this group of people only had the key items of the "Organ" and "Holy Flame" paths.

When it comes to identification, "Secret Scroll" is undoubtedly the most correct choice.

"It's not the time to talk about the "road", Mr. Songshu. You probably haven't really learned how to skillfully manipulate the "secret" and use it to "perceive the world" - how did you get to the third ring?"

The more Roland thought about it, the more puzzled he became. As for the "mysterious" knowledge and skills, this group of people could no longer be described as "crude".

Even more ignorant than a baby.

"…Ritual… It's okay if you call it a sacrifice. Where did your ring-raising ritual come from?"

Feng Rusong replied softly: "My brother."

Roland asked again: "Then his ritual..."

The man in the blue shirt looked at Roland quietly and said nothing more.

"Well, I don't have to pry into your secrets. My friends and I have seen your 'guardedness' countless times on Yolanda.

But, sir, you don't know enough about the "mystery", not even the most basic knowledge. I really can't believe that your so-called "Jiaolong" plan can succeed...

As long as there are ritualists with more than five rings in your court. "

Feng Rushong nodded: "That's why they are chasing after us."

The country's blockade of the "mysterious" has been quite effective.

Even though this group of rebels has killed countless officials.

"We have launched a surprise attack on the guards of Changgeng Division. They..." Feng Rushong's face showed a strange expression: "We don't know either."

Rose was very surprised: "Chang Geng Si... Even your 'Inquisition' doesn't have this kind of knowledge? Goddess, there are not only six or seven high-level people in your entire country, right? Oh, that's right, the Inquisition is not necessarily loyal. If it spreads out, it will probably be everywhere."

Feng Rushong was a little embarrassed.

Although this matter was not his fault at all, the woman showed a hint of condescending sympathy, and there was still a faint feeling of annoyance of "losing" spreading in her heart.

"Now I know why you call the enemy 'foreigners'."

Rose laughed: "I'm afraid that a few executive officers can overthrow the rule of your monarch."

Maybe someone is already doing it.

Where did the cult start spreading poisonous drugs across this land?

In the palace.

Feng Rushong even speculated based on the information he had received that it was uncertain whether the person on the dragon throne was still awake.

"How stupid."

Rose wanted to show her teeth in revenge for the previous conversation, but Roland gently touched her boots with his toes.

"You are a good person again."

It's not about being a good person.

However, in the flames of the wrench, Roland did not find anything 'abnormal' about this person - such as buttons, rings or...

Strange things...

Where will it be?

"I think your brother is right, Mr. Pine."

Feng Rusong: …

"Call Shandel, Rose." Roland was not prepared to have the patience to talk to this crazy man, so he turned to Feng Rushong and said, "I can help you find this 'treasure'. The Holy Church owes us a favor - do you agree?"

Feng Rusong was overjoyed: "Can I learn magic?"

"Of course," Roland nodded. "A secret book, only for one soul to read."

"Secret...transmission...?"

"A kind of secret that can be touched by..." Roland was talking, and suddenly realized that Feng Rushong was about to ask what the secret was. Even his shoulders collapsed, and all the moisture in his body left him: "Now I understand how painful it was for the teacher who taught Rose digital calculation..."

He now urgently wanted to turn into a piece of skin, bypass Feng Rushong and slowly crawl back to his bed.

"Secret message... where did you get it from?"

Realizing that this might be a great opportunity, the man in blue shirt added a hint of pleading to his tone.

What should be exchanged?

They are supposed to be enemies, this is an outrageous request.

"Basic knowledge is not a big deal..." Roland thought for a moment, licked his lower lip, and took a few steps closer mysteriously, negotiating: "...How about letting me see your dragon?"

Feng Rusong: …

"How about the scroll?"

"What do you say?"

(End of this chapter)