He Has a Dragon

No matter how smart Bai Xiaolou is, he still doesn't understand the world. He is still too young to see through the sinister nature of people's hearts. He was temporarily unable to react to Yu Minghang's speculations.

"Master, there are rumors in the city that the map of the treasure house of the First Emperor Yingzheng's tomb is in the hands of the emperor. Is it true?" Bai Xiaolou asked in surprise.

Yu Minghang snorted and replied: "It is not possible to spread the news so quickly and make people believe that the map of the treasure house of the tomb of Yingzheng, the First Emperor, at least the half of the map in Sun Lequan's hand was taken away by the throne. An easy thing.”

After a pause, Yu Minghang chuckled and said faintly: "There is never a shortage of smart people in this world, let alone the warriors who have the courage to enter Baiyujing and try to seize the map of the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng. Regardless of their level of cultivation, they can No one is stupid."

"And to be able to deceive these people and point the finger at the throne of the emperor, hey, in my opinion, no one in Bai Yujing except Liuzhi Laoer can use the geographical advantage to use his methods to such an extent."

After listening to Yu Minghang's analysis, Bai Xiaolou finally calmed down and sorted out the strangeness in it. He couldn't help but click his tongue and said with a hint of schadenfreude: "This throne is really unlucky. Since ancient times, it has been cherished. His crime is that he encountered such a disaster from heaven when he first entered the martial arts world."

This is not to blame for Bai Xiaolou's gloating mentality. After all, he suffered a loss at the hands of Wang Le today, and it is inevitable to feel depressed.

Now that I think about Wang Le, who is so miserable and unable to speak out about his sufferings, and even if he speaks out to defend himself, he still cannot clear up the doubts, the depression in his heart finally feels better.

With his mind wandering, Bai Xiaolou looked at Yu Minghang and couldn't help but inquire: "Master, let's go find Mr. Liu Zhi, at least to test it out?"

Yu Minghang chuckled and replied, "I saw Old Man Liuzhi just now in front of the emperor's residence. It's just that he changed his appearance and he didn't recognize him."

Before Bai Xiaolou could continue to ask, Yu Minghang continued: "As for what to do next, of course it is to stop quietly, just keep an eye on the six fingers in the dark."

"With the six-fingered old man's character and methods, he won't jump out until the end. Once he does, it will definitely be a thunderous blow!"

Bai Xiaolou frowned and asked with some uncertainty: "Master, is it possible that Liu Zhi wants to kill people secretly and leave the emperor's life in Bai Yujing? In this case, in the eyes of outsiders, about the First Emperor The clues to the map of Ying Zheng's tomb treasure house are now gone, and Liu Zhi can obtain the map without anyone noticing."

Speaking of this, Bai Xiaolou suddenly felt something in his heart.

He continued to ask: "Master, not to mention who owns Sun Lequan's half of the map of the burial treasury of Emperor Yingzheng, but who owns the other half of the map in Tieshan's hands now?"

As he asked, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but murmured: "It's really strange. Nowadays, there are most rumors about Sun Lequan's half map in Baiyu Capital City, but the half map in Tieshan's hand has no clue at all. It’s like it’s been completely forgotten and doesn’t exist at all.”

At the end, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help stroking his forehead and sighed: "It's such a mess. It can't be cut clearly and it's still messy. I can't see the truth hidden in it!"

At this time, Yu Minghang could see a look of relief on his face. Although his disciple was very immature, he was able to point out the core issues in the whole matter, and his years of careful cultivation and teaching were not in vain.

Thinking about it, Yu Minghang smiled gently and said to Bai Xiaolou: "The reason why there are no rumors about the treasure house map of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng in Tieshan's hand is because someone has obtained it. Of course, it must be kept low-key and covered up as much as possible. .”

As he spoke, Yu Minghang's eyes shone with the light of old and ever-increasing wisdom, and he sneered: "In my eyes, this is just a trick played by three hundred taels of silver. The six-fingered old man's calculations are too clever. Instead, I fell behind. I still haven’t made any progress after so many years, which really disappoints me!"

Bai Xiaolou suddenly had a look of astonishment on his face, and looked at Yu Minghang with admiration. He thought that Jiang was still old and hot, and he could easily see through the mystery surrounding the treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Yingzheng and get to the truth. Nature!

Yu Minghang was very pleased to see his disciple's sincere expression. He couldn't help but continued with a hint of pride: "I didn't see it through at the beginning, but after seeing Mr. Liuzhi, he told me the whole thing on the way back. Figured out."

At this time, Bai Xiaolou's face showed a strange expression, and he asked with confusion: "Master, how come you are so familiar with Liu Zhi? Is it possible that we have crossed paths before?"

Seeing a hint of memory flash in Yu Minghang's eyes, he responded without hesitation: "Because when I was young, my master, he and several other warriors traveled to the secular world together, but later we parted ways due to certain things. Please contact me from now on.”

"Oh?" Bai Xiaolou suddenly showed interest. Just as he was about to ask for the details, Yu Minghang waved his hand to stop him and said, "The past is like smoke, so don't mention it."

"Uh!" Bai Xiaolou was immediately annoyed. Deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but speculate that something dirty had happened between Master and Liuzhi.

And this can also be seen from the master's disdainful attitude towards Six Fingers.

"I heard that when Master was young, he was a charming and charming man. He was a master who walked among thousands of flowers and never touched his body. Later, when he was traveling in the world of mortals, he was hurt by love. Only then did he end his career of traveling around the world and return to Longhu Mountain. "

"Is it possible that the six-fingered old ghost has something to do with this?"

When Bai Xiaolou was filled with gossip and wildly imagining things, Yu Minghang, who looked calm, said: "Liu Zhi's current martial arts cultivation is already at the peak of the late Earth level, and he is already one step away from the Heaven level. No matter what happens this time, he will never let go of the great treasure house of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng, and he will take action sooner or later."

Then Yu Minghang looked at Bai Xiaolou and ordered: "You stay here and go out for a visit as a teacher."

Before Bai Xiaolou could say anything, he saw Yu Minghang's body turning into an afterimage. The door opened instantly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Uh!" Bai Xiaolou suddenly seemed depressed and helpless. He could only stay in the room and wait for Yu Minghang to come back.

Walking to the window, Bai Xiaolou looked out at the sun that was no longer blazing in the sky after noon, and whispered to himself: "I really want to know how Ying Zheng refined the Twelve Bronze Figures back then. Form an unparalleled killing array as your own magic weapon!"

For a moment, Bai Xiaolou couldn't help but be obsessed...