After waiting only two cups of tea, the servant hurried back again. There was another scholar dressed as an elegant man in his thirties.

The scholar smiled before speaking, and saluted Cheng Libi respectfully: "Disciple of the Lower Tang Sect, Tang Li." May I ask you, but the owner of Liaodong Zizai Mountain Villa, the Duke of Great Wei Yanguo, and Mr. Cheng in person?"

Cheng Li stood up and returned the salute, and said with a smile: "That's right, it's me Cheng Li." Your Excellency is Mr. Tang Si, one of the Five Treasures of the Tang Sect?"

The scholar's smile was even brighter, and he waved his hand again and again: "In front of Master Cheng Zhuang, contemptible people can't afford to be the word 'sir'. However, among the children of this generation of the contemptible people, they are the fourth. I don't know what Master Cheng Zhuang is doing when he comes here this time?"

Cheng Lidao: "There is something important and I want to meet the master of your family." As for the details, it is not convenient to say at this time. I don't know if your master is at home now?"

Scholar Tang Li smiled: "Yes, yes." But at this hour, the owner of the door is talking to the old lady. So even if you know that there is a distinguished guest coming to the door, you can't leave for a while. Then he sent despicable men to meet your guests. Please also ask the owner of Cheng Zhuang not to blame. As he spoke, he gave Cheng Li a deep bow.

Cheng Li smiled: "Of course it's not weird. But I don't know, when will your master be free to meet with you?"

Tang Li hurriedly said, "Very soon, very soon." In fact, the old lady was old, and she didn't have the energy to talk about it. Therefore, the owner of the door only accompanies the old lady for half an hour at most every day, and then he has to leave. Master Cheng, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea with you first, and then wait a while?"

Cheng Li nodded and said, "Guests are as you please." Please. ”

Tang Li smiled: "Please, please." "Bend down and stretch out your hand. Then go first. led Cheng Li into the Tang family's mansion together. Walk through the front yard to the promenade, then enter a hall and ask Cheng Li to sit down. Then he summoned the servants to bring tea to the guests. Only then did he confess his guilt to Cheng Li and left in a hurry.

Cheng Li picked up the tea bowl casually, took the lid of the bowl and gently lifted the tea leaves floating on it, and was not busy eating, just letting the aroma evaporate into a mist and linger on the tip of his nose. It turned out to be the finest nectar on the top of the roof.

This tea is produced at the top of the famous mountain "Mengshan" in Shuzhong. As early as the Tang Dynasty, it was already famous all over the world. Today, one tael of the truly highest-grade Mengding nectar is almost equal to one tael of gold. Although the tea has not entered the throat at this moment, just smelling the aroma makes people feel refreshed and their tongues are refreshed. The name of nectar is indeed worthy of its name.

Cheng Li was sipping tea. Suddenly, there was an eerie sneer from outside the living room. In the laughter, it seems to be full of the strongest malice. Cheng Li's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately put down the tea bowl and shouted, "Who is it?"

The sound has not yet fallen, and suddenly the sound of "boom boom~" heavy vibration impact is repeated one after another, and it continues to sound. The windows and doors on the southeast, north, and west sides of the living room were completely closed by thick iron plates one after another. Worthy of the name, "splashing water does not enter".

Cheng Lizhi was not surprised, suddenly jumped into the air, and slammed his fist into the roof, wanting to break the confinement and get out. But the fist just slammed up, and there was a deafening "dang~" loud bang when it landed. It turned out that the ceiling of the roof looked ordinary, but in fact, it was also a whole thick iron plate. With Cheng Li's strength, he couldn't even punch it through. According to rough estimates, the thickness of this iron plate has reached at least half a foot.

The blow was useless, and the sound was still not gone, Cheng Li had already used the reaction force to dive down to the ground again, drawing a gourd in the same way, and slamming down with another punch. Immediately, it was another "dang~" loud explosion. Even the ground is inlaid with iron plates. And listening to that sound, it will only be thicker than the iron plate of the roof.

The loud sound of gold and iron inspired by the two punches was the same as Cheng Li's own, firmly imprisoned by the heavy metal plates up and down, left and right, and there was nowhere to escape at all. It can only stir back and forth in this small space, and in an instant, it is rumbling, like rolling thunder, and like a surging tide, and the momentum is unmatched. If Cheng Lixiu was a little worse, he would have been shocked by this domineering echo and bled out, fell headlong, and never woke up again.

But Cheng Li is Cheng Li after all. In the middle of the crisis, two clouds of dark matter were gathered in time to block the ears and prevent the invasion of sound waves. He was about to try to get out again. Suddenly, I saw dozens of small holes open at the same time on several pillars in the hall. The next moment......

"Boom~~"

Thousands, countless kinds of hidden weapons, such as strong winds, such as torrential rain, such as hail, through these small holes in all directions frantically shooting, completely blocking the entire space in the living room, leaving no half an inch of empty dead ends.

The first wave of death was followed by a second wave, and then a third. Added up, the total is only a short time of half a cup of tea. The wheezing was undecided, and in the small holes of these pillars, there was another movement, but it was not the fourth wave of hidden weapons, but "Goo Du Goo Du~" A large stream of thick black liquid poured out endlessly!

It's black oil! Or rather, it's unrefined raw oil! At that time in the city of Yangzhou, the Golden Dragon Gang used to use this crude oil to set fire to the Japanese invaders.

But oil is a thing that is generated by heaven and earth, you can use it, and I can use it, but it is by no means the patent of the Golden Dragon Gang. So at this moment, it is not uncommon for the hidden mechanism of the old mansion of the Tang Gate to also have oil.

The trap spews oil very quickly. But in the blink of an eye, the oil that had accumulated in the living room had already flooded the instep. Cheng Li saw that the situation was not right, so he immediately broke off and shouted, brazenly drew his knife, and slashed!

"Click~" sounded softly, and three of the five pillars in the living room broke at the same time. However, this move did not make the situation tend to improve, on the contrary, it only made the situation worsen even more rapidly! I don't know what kind of organ Cheng Li's knife touched. I saw a "click~" in the cut of the severed pillar, and a few bright sparks jumped out in response!

A spark can start a prairie fire! At the moment of lightning, a deafening explosion exploded wildly. The blazing heat rolled and rolled and roared in all directions. Everywhere I went, all the furniture in the living room was reduced to ashes.

It was exactly the same as Fang Cai's golden iron loud sound, and the huge impact force of the explosion was also imprisoned in this small space, no matter how he rushed left and right, he could never vent. can only continue to repeatedly roll over the things that exist in this space.

In addition, after the explosion, violent flames followed, and the temperature also rose rapidly. But in the blink of an eye, the living room has already become a sea of fire purgatory. Even if there is a golden body, I am afraid that it will not be able to survive in this sea of fire.