Lin Muyang tossed and turned for a while and couldn't sleep, although he was recognized by No. 18 as their No. 2, but he was still very worried that his identity would be exposed, if No. 18 went back and found that No. 2 was in the branch building, wouldn't his identity be exposed, no, it was possible that he had died in the three-story attic, self-comforting thoughts, and it became more and more difficult to sleep...

Just when Lin Muyang was thinking about it, the red poke on his wrist suddenly flashed with a light red light, which was printed on his wrist by the eighteenth, saying that with this red stamp, the flying smoke of the eighteenth could fly in front of him, and if the red light flashed, it meant that the flying smoke was nearby.

Lin Muyang jumped up from the bed with a carp, and said secretly in his heart, No, did you find out that you were an imposter so soon! Suddenly, the silver light flashed in front of him, showing a palm-sized piece of light, and then a few lines of small words appeared in the light, which read: No. 2, come to the old tavern in Bailiu Town, and the landlord will summon you.

Seeing this line of words, Lin Muyang's heart suddenly cooled half, and his heart said that this was probably found to be an impostor, called to confront him, and he would be killed if he didn't make a good scene, that No. 18 seems to be a third-level martial artist, correspondingly, the level of the landlord must be higher, he is only a fourth-level martial artist, listening to the tone of the eighteenth, their No. 2 seems to be not a low level of force! If you don't go, you can save your life, and if you go, you may really be going to give someone away.

Lin Muyang looked at the few lines of words in front of him, the more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, and he didn't know what to do for a while, and at this moment, the voice of the old ghost sounded in his head and asked, "What's wrong with the kid?"

Lin Muyang simply explained the things he encountered at night to the old ghost with his spirit, and when the old ghost heard it, he nodded and said: "You handled it well, it was right not to kill him, and the idea of wanting to break into the other party's interior is also very good, didn't you say that you would leave Donggong Mu tomorrow, anyway, you have no place to go next, why don't you take the risk and try it, don't worry, I will help you when the time comes." ”

"Do you think you should go and see it too?" Lin Muyang asked uncertainly.

"It's up to you to decide for yourself in the end. "The old ghost kicks the ball and generally kicks the problem back to Lin Muyangdao.

Lin Muyang didn't expect the old ghost to say this, just because he couldn't make up his mind to ask him, he was good, and kicked the question back to himself, what did he mean by this, Lin Muyang suddenly became more helpless, his inner thoughts were unwilling to go, because the risk was too great, but after listening to the old ghost, he felt that it made sense to go, and he fell into a dilemma for a while.

Thinking about it carefully, he really has no place to go after leaving Donggong Mu tomorrow, and he will be pursued by various herdsmen, maybe he wants to know what this mysterious organization is doing, if he enters this organization, maybe he will know more news, Lin Muyang tried his best to think about it, and suddenly found that if he really mixed into this mysterious organization, there are still a lot of benefits, and suddenly found that even if he risked his life to try it, it was worth it, besides, there was an old ghost like a god who would help him, everything finally figured out, Lin Muyang let out a long sigh of relief, and told the old ghost: "Go, it's worth the risk. ”

The old ghost's spirit nodded with relief, expressing approval.

After writing a farewell letter and changing into masked black clothes, he quietly floated out of Donggong Mu and went straight to Bailiu Town, at this time, the old ghost in Bailiu Town was there, Lin Muyang had made an appointment with the old ghost's spirit, and met him at the entrance of Bailiu Town, and then talked about it.

At this time, it was already the third watch, it was the time when people slept most soundly, there was no pedestrian on the road, Lin Muyang worked all the way, and it didn't take long to come to the town entrance of Bailiu Town, the old ghost was already waiting at the entrance of the town, and met again, although there would be occasional soul exchanges in the middle, Lin Muyang still had a feeling of being suddenly separated from the world.

After meeting with the old ghost, there was no extra greeting, the old ghost directly gave him a few golden pills and said: "This is a first-level golden pill that can improve the level of force, a golden pill can be upgraded by one level, here are three golden pills that can help you rise to the level of a seventh-level martial artist in a short period of time, but it will only last for seven days, because the level of the golden pill alone is just an illusion, it can be used to confuse the opponent, and the battle will be the original force level, so you must be prepared." ”

Lin Muyang listened to it for a while, and thought that with these golden pills, his martial arts level could be improved effortlessly, it turned out that there was no such good thing at all, but he still couldn't help but be happy in his heart, with the help of these golden pills, the possibility of being found to be a counterfeit was reduced a lot.

Lin Muyang quickly swallowed the three golden pills, and as soon as he entered his abdomen, he felt bursts of warm currents flowing towards his whole body, and after a while, fine beads of sweat appeared on his body, and his whole body also felt full of strength, which was probably the feeling of a pseudo-seventh-level martial artist.

Everything was ready, Lin Muyang walked alone to the old tavern in the west of Bailiu Town, Lin Muyang was dressed in black and masked, the same as the outfit he had met No. 18 before, before he arrived at the old tavern, he saw a masked man in black waiting at the door, judging from the physique, Lin Muyang felt that this person should be No. 18!

Sure enough, it was No. 18 who was waiting at the door, and he also saw Lin Muyang, who was No. 2, and greeted him attentively: "No. 2, the landlord is waiting for you!"

Lin Muyang nodded to him, and in response, he followed behind No. 18, entered this shabby-looking old tavern, and once inside, after passing through two narrow dark passages, he came to a dark secret room with only a dim light.

On both sides of the secret room, there were already two rows of black-clothed people, and at the head of the wooden table in the center, there was a person sitting, this person was dressed in white, masked with white veil, Lin Muyang's heart was beating straight and puffing, thinking, this white-clothed man is probably the so-called landlord, in this small secret room, dozens of black-clothed people gathered, setting up such a big battle, what does this white-clothed landlord want to do.

Although his heart was beating hard, Lin Muyang still learned the posture of No. 18 and kowtowed to the white-clothed landlord.

The white-clothed landlord raised Sen Bai's hand and waved, and the eighteenth immediately stepped aside, leaving Lin Muyang alone to stand in the middle of everyone, Lin Muyang's heart beat faster, feeling that the atmosphere in the secret room was extremely depressing, and he felt that his chest was a little out of breath, and what was even worse was that the white-clothed landlord was looking at him with the only eyes that showed on his face, these eyes were like the eyes of a hungry wolf, and his eyes were full of bloodthirsty breath.

He was so flustered that after looking away, he was even more embarrassed, only to listen to the white-clothed landlord's mouth with a voice that was colder than the ice at the bottom of the well and said to him Lin Muyang: "No. 2, hand over the things." ”

Lin Muyang was instantly blinded, what is the situation, what do you want me to hand over, his eyes were full of confusion and looked at the landlord who was sitting, the landlord saw that Lin Muyang actually put on such an unknown expression, and suddenly became angry, and said coldly: "Take it." ”

Brush Brush Brush ...

The black-clothed people on both sides rushed up and pressed Lin Muyang to the ground, and Lin Muyang, who was held to death, only felt that he was almost out of breath, like falling into an ice cellar, just when Lin Muyang didn't know how to relieve himself, Eighteen suddenly knelt down in front of the white-clothed landlord and pleaded for him: "Ask the landlord to open up, No. 2 is just a moment of confusion..."

Everything came too fast, changed too suddenly, and the explanation of the eighteenth made him even more confused, what is this!

The qi of the white-clothed landlord finally completely emanated, judging from the qi that was emitted, this landlord should be a master of the tenth-level martial artist, Lin Muyang felt it, and was even more surprised, even if he was the herdsman of Hao Lianmu, the head of the Western Nine Muslims, he was only a ninth-level martial artist, and he was the only ninth-level martial artist in the Western Jiumu, and the other Muli had not heard of the existence of a tenth-level martial artist, and this small landlord would be a tenth-level martial artist, such a master was probably only available in the Great Dragon City where the North Island Shogunate was located, and a landlord had such a strong strength, so what kind of powerful existence would this mysterious organization be...

Lin Muyang was in amazement, and the white-clothed landlord spoke again, his voice was still cold, and he said as if he was trying his best to suppress his temperament: "No. 2, didn't you Feiyan tell me, did you get the Faun post in the East Palace Mu, why are you unwilling to hand it over now..."

"I..." Lin Muyang was like being struck by lightning, and it took a long time to spit out a word, never thought that the second was still alive, and he sent a flying smoke to the landlord, if he came back, his identity would definitely be revealed, and more importantly, if he couldn't hand over the Faun post at this moment, I am afraid that it would be difficult to escape death from this posture, what should I do, I just have a Faun post, do you want to hand it over!