Red Heart Survey

The Fang family land is located in the west of the city.

In other words, the rich and powerful families in Fenglin City are all gathered in Xicheng District.

Among them, the Zhang family is located in the east, close to the city lord's mansion. The royal family land is to the north, closer to the arsenal. The Fang family's land is the farthest to the south, and it is the closest to Sanfen Xianglou, Datong Casino and other gold-selling caves among the three surnames.

Some other families live scattered among the three surnames, which can be regarded as a buffer.

From where Jiang Wang is now to go to the Fang family land, it is natural to walk directly in front of the city lord's mansion. But it was obviously impossible for the bald man to agree to this route, and Jiang Wang would not even mention it.

He suggested that the two go through the south gate, pass through the area where the common people live, walk to the Datong Gambling House, and then pass near the Sanfenxiang Building to go directly to the Fang clan.

This route took a long way around, but it was undoubtedly very safe for the bald man.

The journey went smoothly, and Jiang Wang even took the initiative to cover up the bald man when he encountered patrolling city guards on the road.

Now, they finally came to the Fang clan.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened.

...

Jiang's house in Pegasus Lane.

Ling He suddenly stood up: "I can't wait any longer!"

They all knew that it was impossible for Jiang Wang not to show up at such an important moment as Jiang Anan's birthday.

At first they thought that Jiang Wang was going to prepare some other surprises, but it was almost night at this time. No matter how you prepare for surprises, it is impossible to miss the time. Something must have happened to Jiang Wang.

Zhao Rucheng pressed Ling He: "Boss, you stay here with An An, my family has a lot of people, I'll go and have a look."

The Zhao family is rich and naturally has a lot of people. If you really want to go out to find someone, it will be much more useful than Linghe. And An An must be accompanied by someone, otherwise even if Jiang Wang finds them back, if something happens to An An, Jiang Wang will not forgive them.

Ling He naturally knew this truth, so he had no choice but to acquiesce.

The aroma of food has been lingering for a long time, An An is very hungry, but An An has no appetite.

"Where did brother go?" she asked.

Zhao Rucheng winked at Ling He, and then said: "I should have gone to Fengxi Town to buy sugar figurines for you. Didn't you always say that you wanted to eat someone else's sugar figurines in Fengxi Town before?"

"Grandpa Zhang's house!" Jiang Anan added crisply.

"Yes!" Zhao Rucheng said: "But it's getting dark, I'm afraid your brother won't be able to see the way clearly. I'll pick him up with a lantern."

...

The so-called "Fang clan land" does not have a clear boundary, and there are no walls to separate the inside and outside. It's just a large area that has been agreed upon by the customs. The Fang clan has lived here for generations, and it has gradually become a clan land.

"We'd better sneak in and don't disturb other people." Jiang Wang suggested: "Otherwise they will ask you, and I can't explain it."

There is no reason to bring outsiders with you when you go to a friend's house. Jiang Wang's suggestion is very reasonable.

"Which direction is the small courtyard you mentioned?"

Jiang Wang pointed in the direction very familiarly.

But I was thinking over and over again in my heart.

His biggest disadvantage is that he has not yet laid the foundation, and this bald head is a sixth-rank Tenglong-level powerhouse. The boundary gap is like a chasm.

But his biggest advantage is also that he didn't lay a foundation. He didn't lay a foundation, but relying on the extraordinary swordsmanship and military master's body training technique, he has the strength beyond ordinary monks in the veins. This was something that the bald man could not predict in advance, and it must have been beyond his expectation.

Jiang Wang had a surprise, an unexpected opportunity was given to him.

Yes and only once.

Along the way, the bald man kept his arms around Jiang Wang's shoulders, and at this moment he just pulled gently. The two of them turned into a shadow and plunged into the shadow of a pedestrian in front of them.

After following this person for a while, the bald man pulled Jiang Wang out, "And then? Where are you going?"

Jiang Wang didn't hide his surprise at this secret technique. After looking at the road, he pointed in another direction.

The bald man smiled softly: "This concealment technique is not difficult to learn, as long as you follow my instructions, I can teach you."

Then he pulled Jiang Wang into the shadows.

After several times in a row, the night completely enveloped the sky, and the two of them also floated into the small courtyard where Fang Pengju brought Jiang Wang.

This almost silent way of jumping made Jiang Wang's vigilance a little bit higher.

Fortunately, there was no arrangement for others to live here, but it was left so deserted.

This small courtyard was left to Fang Pengju by his dead father. Because of the special location, almost no one would come.

Of course, even if this yard was allocated by the Fang family, Jiang Wang would have something to say. His friends almost never came back to live here, and it was normal for them to live here, and he hadn't been here for a long time, so it was reasonable to not know about it.

Smelling the long-unpopular dusty smell in the yard, the bald man nodded in satisfaction.

According to his habit, it is natural to kill people immediately.

But Jiang Wang has already introduced it to him naturally: "The first three rooms of this yard is a big dining hall, you can go there to steal food."

Jiang Wang turned his back to the bald man and pointed in the direction of the dining hall.

"My friend thinks there are too many restrictions in the clan, so he basically won't come back to live."

Then he turned around and said, "The patrol time of Fang's guards is..."

The sword light flashed!

Without hesitation, Jiang Wang suddenly drew his sword!

The first form of the Ziqi Donglai Sword Killing Technique, the fastest one among the five killing techniques.

But this sword was not aimed at attacking the bald man, but took Jiang to look at him, jumped over the high wall in one fell swoop, and turned into the nearby courtyard!

The bald man is by no means a procrastinator, but Jiang Wangzheng talked about the patrol time of the Fang clan's guards, which is very important for him to hide here. It's just that he didn't expect that this person would explode in the middle of his words.

What the bald man didn't even expect was that this kid who hadn't laid the foundation yet had such a swift strike. Far beyond his judgment on this level of strength, let him catch it, and it fell to nothing!

"Who dares to trespass on Fang's ancestral hall?"

Just as Jiang Wang jumped into the nearby courtyard, he heard a loud shout, and an old man with white beard and hair jumped out of the room.

Yes, the small courtyard where Fang Pengju used to live is next to the Fang's ancestral hall. This is what Jiang Wang relied on to procrastinate!

Fang Pengju's father, after he had no hope of practicing, was arranged here as the guardian of the Fang family's shrine. Of course, he is not the real guardian of the shrine, he is only responsible for cleaning the courtyard and cleaning the tablets, which is actually a kind of insult. He endured silently, but pinned all his hopes on his son.

Fang Pengju grew up in this courtyard, and after his talent gradually showed, he was unwilling to move to other courtyards.

Jiang Wang had already made up his mind, and fled after meeting the white-haired old man face to face. At the same time, he urged Dao Yuan to shout: "Heart-swallowing devil! I want you to explain to me today!"

Xiong Wen, who followed into Fang's ancestral hall, was startled at the same time as the white-haired old man.

The former was shocked that his identity was found out, while the latter was shocked by the vicious name of the Heart Swallower.

But the thought was just a flash, and the two of them were facing each other right now, so there was no reason not to give it a try.

Especially the white-haired old man sitting in Fang's ancestral hall, how could he abandon his responsibility and leave because of a bluffing name?

When he jumped out of the room, he began to prepare Taoism. He planned to target the little thief with the sword, but at this moment he rubbed his hands together, and the arrows with floating feathers at the tails emptied out.

The Fang family's preaching technique, Thousand Feather Arrow.

To be honest, this Taoism is no better than the Taoism preached by the Taoist academy, and it is even a lot cruder. The printing decision is cumbersome and the floating feathers are flashy. The rapid changes in Taoism in the Taoist monastery are also the reason for the gradual decline of family practice.

However, after all, the old man has been immersed in this technique for many years, and he is very familiar with it, and he also has the cultivation base of the eighth-rank Zhoutian Realm, so its power cannot be underestimated.

However, Xiong Wen just let out a roar, and the tyrannical Dao Yuan urged the sound waves, and scattered the Piaoyu arrows a lot.

He casually smashed a few arrows that were aimed at the vital points, and the whole body hit the white-haired old man, and he took out his heart with one hand!

With Jiang Wang's yell, his whereabouts have been lost at this moment, and he must get out as soon as possible, and a quick decision is the only way. So he used thunderous means, and would rather suffer a little injury than instantly kill his opponent.

Xiong Wen looked at the shriveled heart in his hand, and threw it on the ground casually: "No appetite."

The white-haired old man didn't expect that he couldn't even survive a move, but he was determined to give his opponent a surprise too.

He looked at his old heart that was going away, and with the last of his strength, he urged all the Dao Yuan in Tongtian Palace to rush into the seal in his hand.

The brilliance is shining.

The entire Fang's ancestral hall was shrouded in a layer of clear light, and on the top of the clear light, there was a ghostly shadow of a crane.

It is tall and tall, with cold eyes.

The white-haired old man used his last life to activate the Fang's ancestral hall's protective formation.

He faintly heard the crane cry.

Thank you book friend Shen Ayao for your reward~