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On the night when the magic bell was beaten away, the magic bell never appeared again.
But this does not mean that the crisis is over. On the contrary, for Zhao Xu and Xu Lingzhu, the magic bell will reappear at any time, endangering Ai Yuemin's life.
Zhao Xu and Xu Lingzhu were sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air.
While guarding Ai Yuemin, he was chatting.
Ai Yuemin has been in the room, helping Zhao Xu translate the ancient Sanskrit martial arts secret book "Tathagata Palm Technique".
Zhao Xu recognized some of the ancient Sanskrit words in this secret book. But there are some uncommon fonts that I don’t recognize. That’s why I traveled thousands of miles to ask Professor Ai for help.
Xu Lingzhu raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.
He asked Zhao Xu, "How do you think the magic bell will come back next time?"
Zhao Xu smiled and replied: "She has suffered at our hands, and she will definitely not come here blatantly. Therefore, she should use tricks on us."
"What's the plan?"
Zhao Xu shook his head and said, "It's hard to guess!"
Xu Lingzhu sighed softly and said, "Mo Ling is actually a miserable woman."
"It's a very hard life! But once she is taken advantage of by illegal forces, she will be a big worry in the future."
"What, do you want to get rid of her?"
"We promised Professor Ai that we wouldn't make things difficult for her. So, we don't want to do anything to her. Besides, her relatives dying one after another was not her intention. I can't do anything to such a woman."
Xu Lingzhu said: "I can't do it either!"
Zhao Xu stood up and said to Xu Lingzhu: "Lingzhu, you keep an eye on it first. I'll go in and see how Professor Ai's translation is going?"
"Well, you go ahead!" Xu Lingzhu responded.
After Zhao Xu opened the door and entered the room, he saw Ai Yuemin wearing a pair of reading glasses and concentrating on annotating and translating ancient Sanskrit texts.
The translation is a martial arts secret book, and it's not even a word wrong.
At worst, you will become obsessed with it; at worst, you will die on the spot while practicing Cha Gong.
Zhao Xu stood aside and took a look.
Although he does not understand the remaining ancient Sanskrit, he is proficient in martial arts. Therefore, one can tell the authenticity of what Ai Yuemin translated at a glance.
"Professor Ai, how many years have you been studying ancient Sanskrit?" Zhao Xu excused himself to chat.
"Nearly forty years!"
"But why don't some experts in ancient Sanskrit understand this kind of Sanskrit?"
Ai Yuemin explained to Zhao Xu: "Ancient Sanskrit is divided into Dongdu Sanskrit and Ben Sanskrit. Some of our current ancient Sanskrit experts mainly study Dongdu Sanskrit, but what you handed over to me is Ben Sanskrit. And It’s still an ancient Sanskrit scroll. So it’s normal that those experts don’t recognize it.”
"So that's it!" Zhao Xu suddenly realized after hearing this.
He saw that Ai Yuemin had already translated nearly one-third of the text, and he could complete the entire translation work with two-thirds left.
He stopped disturbing Ai Yuemin and walked out quietly.
Xu Lingzhu saw Zhao Xu coming out after a while, and asked curiously: "How is Professor Ai's translation?"
Zhao Xu replied: "One-third of it is already there! If progress goes well, it will almost be completed by tomorrow night."
Of course Xu Lingzhu heard what Zhao Xu meant.
He said it was "progressing smoothly" because it was possible to complete it within that time period because Ai Yuemin was not distracted.
If the appearance of the magic bell interrupted Ai Yuemin's translation. Then the time to complete the translation work will definitely be delayed.
The two sat in the yard and chatted for a while.
In the opinion of Zhao Xu and Xu Lingzhu, Mo Ling should choose to kill Ai Yuemin at night.
But at this moment, a burning smell filled the air.
Zhao Xu and Xu Lingzhu stood up at the same time.
I saw a fire suddenly broke out in the alley near the eighth room at the end of the street.
The fire is getting bigger and bigger, with the potential to spread to the left and right.
Ai Yuemin's residence is located in the penultimate alley, not very far from the location of the fire.
Once the fire spreads, it will definitely be affected.
This is an old town and the houses and yards have a lot of combustible appendages. Moreover, the fire-fighting passage is narrow, which brings a certain degree of difficulty to fire-fighting.
I heard someone shouting urgently: "Fire! Fire!..."
Xu Lingzhu frowned and whispered, "Why did the fire suddenly happen at this time?"
Zhao Xu's face changed slightly when he heard this.
He used Qinggong immediately and reached the roof.
The house that was on fire soon fell into a sea of flames. And, it began to spread to the left and right sides.
Some residents in the innermost area have already begun to evacuate.
Zhao Xu saw this and jumped down from the roof.
He hurried to the house and said anxiously to Ai Yuemin who was translating Sanskrit: "Professor Ai, it's bad! There's a fire."
Ai Yuemin asked: "Where is the fire?"
"The house in the eighth from the bottom."
When Ai Yuemin heard this, he shook his head and said, "It must have been that girl A Ling who did it."
"How are you sure it was the magic bell that did it?"
"Because the two children in that family are older than Mo Ling, and they bullied Mo Ling a lot. If I hadn't stopped them, Mo Ling would have wanted to kill them. So, even the fire would be an advantage for them. A Ling is no less They are already lucky."
Zhao Xu didn't want to hear these gossips anymore.
He just wanted to protect Ai Yuemin's safety so that he could help him successfully complete the translation of "Tathagata's Palm Technique".
He hurriedly suggested to Ai Yuemin: "Professor Ai, the fire will spread soon. Why don't you stay in a hotel?"
"live in hotel?"
"Yes! If the fire spreads, it will be too late for us to leave."
"But don't you think this is a trap deliberately set by A Ling for us?" Ai Yuemin asked Zhao Xu.
"Of course I thought of it!" Zhao Xu explained: "I mean, we are not afraid of the magic bell. But fire and water are ruthless. Once the fire spreads, the three of us will be buried in the sea of fire."
"Okay, let's go to the hotel. But here I am..."
Zhao Xu said: "Pick something valuable and bring it with you!"
"Okay! Then you should organize all these translation things and bring them with you."
Zhao Xu responded, took a package, and began to pack things together with Ai Yuemin.
It only took about six or seven minutes for the two of them to finish sorting it out.
There were two suitcases and two backpacks in total. Among them, most of them are books and documents.
After the three of them went out, Zhao Xu loaded the suitcase and packages into the trunk of the car.
Just as he was about to leave with Ai Yuemin, he heard a strange and strange laughter coming over him.
"What, you want to run away now?" The cold voice of the magic bell floated in the air.
Xu Lingzhu looked around and found no magic bell.
He asked aloud: "Where are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure fell from the sky.
With a thud, it fell to the ground.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a body that had been bitten by a magic bell.
