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When Ling Yang drove out of the ring road, he had already moved to the co-pilot's position, holding Tianbao in his arms, and the driver was replaced by a young boy with clear eyebrows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The boy's driving skills are very good, he is very fast, but he is very steady. After leaving the city, the road in disrepair was full of cracked cement potholes, but the boy could always go around the potholes, and the car did not feel a little bumpy.

Ling Yang had already noticed that whenever the boy bypassed the obstacles on the road, the carriage would be filled with a faint magnetic field, and at this time, the boy's palm would always leave the steering wheel slightly, just holding it out of thin air, making the appearance of pulling the steering wheel, in fact, it didn't touch the steering wheel at all.

Ling Yang approvingly: "The young man is young, and he has the ability to manipulate, but he can practice with ease, which is really rare."

The boy smiled slightly, simply no longer concealed it, and let go of the steering wheel with both hands, distracted by two uses. While driving the car forward with the ability technique, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and typed a few lines of small words on the screen: "Thank you for your compliment, you can see my ability attributes so quickly, this eyesight alone is already much better than me"

Ling Yang then remembered that the young man had congenital language defects and couldn't make a sound, so he said apologetically: "Where am I as powerful as you say, it's just that I have seen a lot and practiced some eyesight, if the two of us do it seriously, I may not be able to beat you."

The boy typed, "You are too modest. Forgive the boy, I don't think you're very old, but you are so senior in the door, you must be a master with unique skills."

Ling Yang was humble for a few words, and the boy typed again and asked, "Are you also a supernatural person, why can't I feel the slightest aura of an anomaly on your body?"

Looking at the boy's curious expression, Ling Yang laughed: "The so-called Skill of Extraordinary Ability, cultivated to the point of being at the top of mine, has reached the realm of doing whatever you want, how can you easily see it?"

Seeing the boy's face becoming more and more excited, he had the intention of worshipping Ling Yang as a teacher on the spot, Ling Yang hurriedly explained: "Don't take it seriously, why are you really lying to you like this, I am not a stranger at all, so you can't feel my breath, hehe"

After hearing this not funny joke, the boy suddenly stopped the car. Ling Yang was stunned and said, "I'm just joking with you, why are you really angry?"

The boy turned off the car, pulled out the car keys and handed them to Ling Yang, and typed four more words on his mobile phone: "We have arrived"

Ling Yang breathed a sigh of relief, hugged Tianbao, who was already asleep, and followed the boy towards a small village located at the foot of the mountain.

The name of the village is Four Rooms, and as the name suggests, it has long been a village with only four households, and it has slowly developed into a village. There are many natural villages with similar names in the north, such as Wang Ma Jiaozi, which means that in the past, there was only one family surnamed Wang, who built a shed here to herd horses; There is also the old gold ditch, due to the discovery of gold mines in the local area, gold diggers continue to pour in, after the gold mining is not left, some gold diggers and their families have settled here. And so on.

The northern part of the country is vast and sparsely populated, and almost every peasant household has dozens of acres of fertile land under their names. However, the four houses are located at the foot of the mountain, and the land is scarce, and the farmers have only a scarce food field, and most of them depend on hunting, logging and collecting mountain goods for their livelihood. In the early years, the state promulgated the law on the protection of wild animals, and the Ministry of Forestry did not allow private logging, closed the mountains to cultivate forests, and the farmers with four houses had no way to make a living, so they went to the city to work.

The four houses have been completely turned into an empty village, administratively, it has also been downgraded from an administrative village to a natural tun, there is only a small grocery store in the village, selling grain, oil, meat, eggs, and other necessities, dozens of houses in disrepair, nestled in the foothills of the mountains, decadent and decayed, narrow roads, overgrown with wild grass, and no one has cleared the snow, which looks very depressed.

Ling Yang followed behind the young man, stepping on the thick snow, and walked for nearly half an hour before entering the village. At the entrance of the village, an elderly man with a scruffy beard was already waiting, holding a jujube wooden cane, and after seeing Ling Yang, he greeted him from afar, and said enthusiastically: "This year, the snow is heavy, and no one has cleaned it up, and vehicles of all sizes can't enter, you are tired."

Ling Yang exchanged a few words, and as the old man walked into the village, he turned around three times and two times, and stopped in front of a tiled-roofed mud-walled bungalow, the old man opened the door tremblingly, and invited Ling Yang to come in and sit.

Good lighting in the house, windows in the north and south. Ling Yang touched the kang and saw that there was still residual warmth on the kang, so he gently put Tianbao on the kang, took off his coat, and covered Tianbao. I just saw the young man coming in with a bundle of firewood and grass, filling the stove one by one, the old man was carrying a hare in his left hand, and a string of birds smaller than a pheasant in his right hand, and smiled at Ling Yang: "There is nothing to eat in the mountains, fortunately, the rabbit and the flying dragon are fat and strong, wait for us to drink two cups, even if I catch the wind for you."

Ling Yang was called by an old man with honorifics, and he was very upset, so he quickly took the game in the old man's hand: "You don't have to be so polite, isn't this a discount for my life?"

Ling Yang was a little embarrassed: "Eating and drinking is a trivial matter, I came here this time for Lao Gai, I don't know if it is inconvenient for others to come out to see"

When Ling Yang was in Donggang City, he was by Ihanna's side for a while, and was designated by Ihana as the successor of the important gate, and he had already released rumors on the rivers and lakes, and entrusted Li Hongsleeve to hand over the Pixiu talisman symbolizing the identity of the owner of the door to Ling Yang, and in fact, he had become the nominal prince of the important gate, and his status was very superb.

Lao Zhan and Lao Cannon are proficient in all kinds of rivers and lakes, knowing that Ling Yang is the master of the door recognized by Ihana, as early as when he was in the underground base, he had already told Ling Yang about the incision in the door, and the wrists of other people on the rivers and lakes who threw themselves into the mountains and worshiped the door.

It was Ling Yang who encountered difficulties in Changqiu City, and there were not many people available in his hands, so he immediately thought of the disciples who were scattered all over the place.

In the middle of the night, Ling Yang gave the ring to Chu Wanyi and watched Chu Wanyi go back upstairs to rest. He slipped onto the street, and took advantage of the night to engrave the secret marks of the key doors on the corners of each inconspicuous street. When he got up early in the morning, Ling Yang took Tianbao and drove around the vicinity of various secret notes, and sure enough, he met a boy who had been waiting for a long time.

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