He Has a Dragon

When the diners in the restaurant were all discussing around the table, and the topic couldn't get around the map of Ying Zheng's tomb treasure house, including the emperor's throne that stole the show, they didn't notice an ordinary-looking man sitting in the corner. The middle-aged man stood up slowly, left quietly, and disappeared into the sea of ​​people along the True Dragon Avenue...

"When people are unlucky, their teeth are filled with saliva!"

Wang Le, who had finished his meal in the living room of the mansion, put down the tea cup in his hand slowly and complained helplessly.

Lao Yang, who was sitting aside, could no longer laugh. He only had to think about the spies outside. They were no longer called spies now because there were so many people.

Lao Yang glanced at Wang Le and said depressedly: "This Sun Lequan was attacked and killed in his darkroom, and the news of the missing map has spread throughout Bai Yujing. Even if it wasn't you, my nephew, who did it, he would have jumped to the Yellow River Capital now." I can’t clean it up.”

Wang Le, who had his head raised, didn't even look at Lao Yang. He gave a helpless smile and replied: "That Mr. Six Fingers is so ruthless. He didn't come forward. He just revealed that Sun Lequan's death was related to me. This kind of frame-up This means that I, Wang Le, now have yellow mud falling into my crotch, it’s either shit or shit!”

"Huh?" Lao Yang's eyes suddenly flashed, he looked deeply at Wang Le, and asked noncommittally: "Xiannephew, how do you know that this news was released by Mr. Liu Zhi and not someone else? After all, is Sun Lequan dead? Only Mr. Six Fingers will know, and no one else will."

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Sun Lequan was shot to death in the dark room by the young master. His subordinates thought he was hiding in the room to recover from his injuries! Of course, the news of his death would not be known so quickly. .”

"Mr. Liuzhi should have discovered through his spiritual sense that Sun Lequan went to the Palace of Hell. It was precisely because of this that he was able to find me immediately instead of suspecting anyone else."

Thinking of this, Wang Le had to secretly sigh that his luck was really on his back, and God had found time to tease him again.

Wang Le believed that if Mr. Liuzhi discovered that Sun Lequan had been killed a little later, then Wang Le would not be the only one to be suspected, and it would have to spread to other people.

After all, in such a short period of time, the news of the release of the treasure house map of the tomb of Emperor Yingzheng could not spread on a large scale, and the objects of suspicion were only within a small area, so Mr. Six Fingers had reason to suspect Wang Le.

Wang Le, who raised his head, was thinking the same thing, and said to Lao Yang without any hesitation: "Besides Mr. Six Fingers, I can't think of anyone else."

Of course Lao Yang didn't know that Wang Le had made so many turns in his mind in an instant.

Seeing this guy answering so simply, the suspicion that had just arisen in my heart disappeared again.

After all, Lao Yang didn't believe that Wang Le had seriously injured Sun Lequan at that time, so he turned around and shot back, quickly ran to the other person's house and killed him.

With his mind wandering, Lao Yang sighed a lot today and said worriedly: "I hope everything goes well for Your Majesty and you can get out of seclusion as soon as possible, so that we can leave Bai Yujing's den of right and wrong as soon as possible."

I saw Wang Le put away his gaze towards the roof beams above his head, then sat up straight, nodded in agreement with a solemn expression: "As soon as Senior Qingyangzi comes out of seclusion, we have to leave, otherwise the longer the time drags on, we will have to leave." The more dangerous it is, the more likely it will be a question of whether you can leave Baiyu Capital with your life!"

After a pause, Wang Le looked at Lao Yang seriously and asked in a deep voice: "Senior, you have been staying in Bai Yujing for such a long time. Do you believe there is a safe way to leave?"

Lao Yang nodded without hesitation and replied confidently: "Don't worry, my dear nephew, as long as your Majesty comes out of seclusion, we can leave the city through an underground passage."

Before Wang Le could ask further questions, Lao Yang showed a proud look on his face and said: "The foundation of Guixu Temple has been accumulated by generations of sages in the temple. Among them, Bai Yujing's secret passage was when Bai Yujing was rebuilt. It was left behind by an ancestor of Guanzhong who participated in the construction of the city."

Of course Wang Le would not doubt Lao Yang's words, so he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "In this case, the boy will feel more at ease."

At the same time, Wang Le couldn't help but think to himself: "Guixu Guan, as a hidden Taoist tradition, is really powerful. It actually left a passage in Bai Yujing, and it has not been discovered by anyone. Based on this, who knows? What other methods does Guixuguan have left in Bai Yujing?"

Thinking of this, the heaviness and depression in Wang Le's heart immediately dissipated a lot. It's good to have a strong backer behind him. I believe that this time he will finally get through safely.

At this time, Old Yang smiled and said again: "My old woman has learned a unique skill from the heresy, and that is the art of disguise."

"Oh?" Wang Le suddenly raised his eyebrows, and immediately thought of the mask stored in the Fayan space, disguised as Jia Shaoxiang's identity.

This mask was one that Xiao Yuanfang asked the relevant departments to carefully prepare for him when he was performing the task assigned to him.

For a moment, Wang Le couldn't help but miss those relatives and friends in the secular world.

"I wonder if my wife and adoptive father are okay now, ugh!"

Wang Le couldn't help but feel a little sad and deeply helpless.

On the way to Bai Yujing some time ago, while taking a break, he took out his mobile phone stored in the Fayan space and wanted to call Mu Xiyan, but he made a big mistake and realized that there was no signal here. It was really I was so depressed that I smashed my phone on the spot.

When Wang Le was immersed in memories, missing his relatives in the world and feeling a little distracted, he saw Lao Yang sitting aside and continued: "Now the old woman is making masks to disguise herself. When the time comes, as long as we leave the mansion and put on the masks, , and then you can leave Bai Yujing calmly after entering the secret passage."

Wang Le forced himself to suppress the longing in his heart, allowing himself to regain his composure. Then he instantly understood that the secret passage left during the construction of the city was not in the mansion, but somewhere else in the city.

In addition, Wang Le couldn't help but curled his lips and secretly complained: "It seems that the old lady's special skills are just like that. Otherwise, there is no need to take the secret passage and just leave directly from the city gate wearing a mask."

At this time, Lao Yang seemed to see through Wang Le's thoughts, and sighed and said: "I was in a hurry and didn't prepare good materials for a while. The old woman couldn't make a good disguise mask, so I had to make do with it. , Besides, the city gates are now tight, even if you are wearing a well-made mask, you will be seen through."

Wang Le nodded and hummed. Although he didn't know how to see through the mask's true face, he understood that there is a saying that you have a good plan, and he had a wall.

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