Pick up the yellowed piece of paper with mottled calligraphy on it. Although the piece of paper is very old, there is not a trace of wrinkles on it, and you can see the care that the owner has taken care of it. It was written on the paper -

"Prime Minister, I like you. ”

The handwriting is not very coherent, and you can see the hesitation of the owner when he puts down the pen.

This Leng Liang, who is exactly the same as Leng Shuchang, this serious Leng Liang, will actually like others!

Does this prime minister mean ......

"Jiuguang, there are two prime ministers in Taoyuan Country, right?"

Wang Jiuguang nodded.

Cuicui made up a large-scale drama, the editor-in-chief liked a man, so he let this man join the newspaper, and he was even more obedient to him, and it was estimated that Jiang Chuan was also instructed by that man.

So, which prime minister of Taoyuan Country hates Jiang Chuan more?

There was only one figure in my mind, the fierce uncle.

The ancestor and Cuicui looked at each other tacitly, and jointly said a name - "Zhang Huai"!

He looked a little younger than Leng Zhongye. Although Leng Liang's vision is bad enough, age should still be a more important condition for love.

"What are you going to do?" asked the ancestor.

"Let's go!"

A man and a ghost wander the streets in the middle of the night, and the shadows of people are stretched by the moonlight, witnessing their actions.

It didn't take long for them to stop in front of a tall classical building. On the door of the building hung a plaque that read "Zhangfu".

Just when Cuicui hesitated, Wang Jiuguang put his arm around her waist, flew up lightly, passed by the canopy, and landed steadily in the courtyard of Zhang's mansion.

The interior of the mansion was not very large, and it was now asleep, which made it easier for them to move.

Cuicui stood on tiptoe, in various costume dramas, the study is always the place where the most information is hidden, tonight, start here.

Wang Jiuguang looked at Cuicui thoughtfully, and he didn't know what this little guy was thinking. This place is the first time they have come, and even the reason for all this is because of Cuicui's whim, Zhang Huai is a powerful Terran monk, if he is against him, Wang Jiuguang has no confidence and can retreat with his whole body.

"Rustling ......" In the dark night, they did not notice that the yard was very green, and there was a gust of evening wind, and the sound of the rubbing of leaves everywhere was there.

The wind, stopped. The sound did not disappear.

Someone?!

Cuicui and Wang Jiuguang looked in that direction at the same time, only seeing swaying trees, and there was no human figure.

Their hearts were raised at the same time, could it be non-human?

Just when Wang Jiuguang was ready to fight, a tactful cat meow came out - "Meow~~~"

The cat's meow is like a baby's cry, which is particularly harsh in the night.

On the other hand, the yellow-and-white kitten slowly crawled out of the bushes. The kitten stared at the curious eyes, looked around suspiciously, and saw the two people in front of him, and did not have any fear, just walked straight towards them.

They were all relieved, who would have thought that there was such a cute kitten in this fierce uncle's house?

Ignoring it, the two of them walked to the nearest house, the door firmly closed, but the window unclosed.

Cuicui peered through the crack in the window—a simple wooden table with a few sheets of paper. Could it be that the crooked one found the study?

Cuicui excitedly pushed open the door of the study, and the "squeak" sound exploded in the silence.

Wang Jiuguang tensed his whole body and looked around vigilantly, maybe the bedroom was far away from here, and no one noticed the abnormal movement here.

Cuicui, who is timid on weekdays, doesn't think so, she thinks that there will be nothing wrong with her ancestors.

Wang Jiuguang twitched the corners of his mouth and followed Cuicui into the study.

It wasn't until they went in that they found that although there was a desk in the room, there were no shelves, but there were many wooden stakes for people to beat.

Cuicui walked to the desk curiously, and saw that the paper on the table was full of words, those words were ugly, and the penmanship was flamboyant, like the vicious Zhang Huai.

"The old man wants to fight!"

"The old man wants to kill Leng Zhongye!"

"The old man wants to beat people!"

"Leng Zhong is also stupid!"

......

On the pale pages were violent words. Perhaps this is the real idea in the hearts of Taoyuan Guowu.

Everyone here follows the instructions of the Sequoia Lady, they are admonished to be kind, to be peaceful, to be gentle, even new weapons are not allowed to be manufactured, under the long-term repression, there is nowhere to release negative emotions, can only be silently nested in their own square when no one is around, writing the call of the heart.

What man doesn't have such a heroic dream in his heart? Real swords and guns, fist-to-flesh fights, is exactly what they yearn for.

Taoyuan Country is very beautiful, so beautiful that it is a little unreal.

Cuicui searched around and didn't find anything related to Jiang Chuan, but she noticed a box.

In this little study, the box was the only thing locked.

Cuicui took off a slotted clip on her head, straightened it with her hands, and stuffed it into the keyhole for a while.

This time it was the ancestor's turn to be surprised: "Where did you learn to pick locks?

"Look at what you said, it's just that my former classmates always like to secretly lock my cabinet when I'm not around, and I've been practicing lockpicking skills for a long time. ”

Her tone was indifferent, as if it hadn't happened to her. But Jiuguang's heart was a little throbbing, what kind of treatment she had suffered during her absence, and he would make it up to her in the future.

When I opened the cabinet, I saw all kinds of newspapers piled up inside. Contrary to what they imagined, these newspapers were not limited to the Imperial City Daily.

These newspapers have one thing in common, they all have reports about Egawa or Scientology. In those places where new research and new weapon titles are written, they are even crudely circled by brushes.

If this fierce uncle cares about Jiang Chuan very much, it is better to say that he cares about those research results.

When Cuicui took out all the newspapers, she found that there was a small notebook pressed underneath.

You can't see anything from these newspapers alone, but it's different from what is written in this book.

Turning the first page, they were blown away by the contents.

"The big horn mentioned on the second page of the Phantom Mountain Daily, the old man thinks that its attack performance is strong and the range is wider, Jiang Chuan, genius also!"

Cuicui flipped through it roughly, and this book turned out to be full of pompous compliments. This is like a study notebook written for Jiang Chuan's research! People who don't know may think that Zhang Huai is a fan of Jiang Chuan.

But the question is, since he admires Jiang Chuan so much, why does he chase and beat Jiang Chuan fiercely? And why does he give the order that no matter whether he lives or dies, he can be captured? Looking at it this way, this person has two sides, so could that high-ranking person of Hei Jiangchuan also be him?