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After Xiao Wu and Lao Pao and the others left, only Ling Yang and Luo Tu were left in the room, and the two of them were lying on the kang and chatting with each other. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rotto did a whole day of physical work, and at night accompanied Ling Yang all over the mountains and fields for a while, he already felt tired, at this time sleepiness hit, just closed his eyes in a daze, and Ling Yang snorted in a throat, and suddenly drove Rotto's sleepiness away.

"Three watches in the middle of the night, what are you crazy about, do you read your brain badly" Roto said dissatisfied.

Although there was no light in the room, Ling Yang's eyes that emitted a thief's bright light still shone in the dark, and he suddenly patted his pillow and said, "I finally figured it out."

Rotto fumbled with the lamp rope hanging from the wall, lit a dim light bulb by the kang, and wondered, "What do you understand, so shocked." ”

Ling Yang slammed his fist hard, and suddenly began to put on his clothes in a hurry, while facing Luo Tu and said, "Quick, before dawn, let's go to school quickly." ”

Rotu was surprised: "What are you doing at school so late?"

Ling Yang picked up Luo Tu's "car key", and his face lit up with excitement: "Do you know no, the dormitory I live in has a rumored haunted basement underneath, according to me"

Luo Tu understood the meaning of Ling Yang's words at that time, and said in a deep voice: "What you mean is that since Li Yijun teaches at the School of Commerce and Trade, he may be using his identity as a lecturer as a cover, but in fact, he is using the school as a transit station for the ordnance business. That so-called haunted basement is actually a secret warehouse for temporary ordnance."

Ling Yang held Luo Tu's hands, so excited that he almost burst into tears: "Congratulations on your answer, let's go now"

In the dead of night, there was not even a single figure on the street. This time, Luo Tu did not drive his own "hand-held Daben", for fear that the movement of the diesel engine would be too big and attract the attention of the night patrol police. Fortunately, the two of them were not slow, and they stretched their bodies with all their might, and the speed was much faster than that of a tractor, and they quickly sneaked into the College of Commerce and Trade, all the way to the dormitory where Ling Yang lived.

Ling Yang and Luo Tu searched separately, and searched for half an hour, but they didn't find the other entrances to the basement, and the door in the original corridor was sealed with cement, Ling Yang couldn't help but hang his head: "Eighty percent of me guessed wrong, why don't you even have a door"

Luo Tu smiled dumbly: "I remember that you seem to have learned the skills of the see-through person from Zhong Tong, and you didn't peek at the Yao family girl taking a bath two days ago."

Ling Yang smiled awkwardly, urging the power of the power in his body, his pupils gradually turned into a faint violet color, he searched around, and suddenly whispered in surprise: "Found it, the entrance is below there"

Ling Yang pointed to a sewer manhole cover in a secret place behind a flower bed: "There must be something wrong with setting the entrance in such a secret place." Let's go, let's go down."

Luo Tu moved away the circular manhole cover made of cement and steel bars, and waited for Ling Yang to climb down first, then followed behind, cautiously, and gently moved the manhole cover back, glimpsing the faint light below, it turned out that Ling Yang had already prepared, put a small flashlight in his mouth, used his hands and feet together, climbed on the iron ladder nailed to the wall of the well, pointed to the side with his toes, and the beam of the flashlight shone right on a dark square hole.

Ling Yang drilled into the hole carved out of the cave wall, and only climbed out of a distance of two or three meters, and the inside suddenly opened up, allowing an adult to raise his head and walk freely. The further he went, the more open it became, until Ling Yang groped for a gate knife on the wall of the cave, and with a slight push of it, a row of top lights immediately lit up one after another.

The basement is surprisingly large, hundreds of square meters in size, and there are many cubicles around it, and the floor is covered with waterproof and moisture-proof tarpaulins. The basement was empty, and there was no imaginary full of ordnance, but in a lattice room, there were a few fragmentary wooden boxes scattered on them, on which the quantity and model of the goods were scribbled with black paint.

Ling Yang immediately remembered the old monk next to Zheng Zhexiu's ancestral grave: "Team Luo, how many temples are there on the boundary of Jiangjie City?"

Luo Tu smiled: "I'm idle, go to the temple everywhere to burn incense and worship the Buddha, how do I know what you mean, that old monk has a problem"

Ling Yang nodded: "Since the Southern Dynasty implements religious control, it will definitely not allow temples to bloom everywhere." In my opinion, that old monk, Bacheng is an accomplice in reselling ordnance. What's wrong with the current monks, they don't eat well and pray for the Buddha, they want to participate in these things of fighting and killing, how does the Buddha usually educate them?"

Luo Tu was one of them: "Since the Southern Liang Dynasty, until the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming dynasties, almost every war that changed the dynasty had the shadow of a warrior monk. These monks are full of food all day long, have nothing to do, only practice martial arts all day long to pass the time, the force value is very high, and the fight must be very fierce, put such an elite army, are you not using it?"

Ling Yang gritted his teeth and said: "Since the monks have already opened up the tertiary industry, we can send them back to the west as soon as possible with peace of mind, let's go, let's settle accounts with that old monk."

Rotu pondered: "I think it's better not to be impulsive yet. After all, we have not been in Jiangjie for a long time, so we should first contact those local disciples under your command and ask them to investigate how many monasteries there are in Jiangjie City, so as not to wronged good people. ”

The two of them discussed it, and then they climbed up the same way, restored the scene to the appearance that no one had moved, and then parted ways, Luo Tu went back to contact Old Man Yao and Wang Tiecheng and other head snakes to inquire about the news of the temple in Jiangjie City, and Ling Yang went back to the dormitory, got into the quilt and slept until noon.

In the middle of the playground of the campus, there was a huge lighthouse bell, and the thick bell rang twelve times, Ling Yang stretched his waist, Shi Shiran dressed neatly, washed up, and strolled to the cafeteria for lunch.

Park Jung-hee had been waiting for Ling Yang in the cafeteria for a long time, and when he saw the sleepy-eyed Ling Yang appear at the door of the cafeteria, he smiled and hurriedly waved to Ling Yang.

Ling Yang habitually sat opposite Park Jung-hee, opened the lunch box casually, and took a sip of miso soup with a small spoon, only to hear Park Jung-hee say mysteriously: "Qian Duoduo, to tell you a good news, in the near future, you don't have to worry about Director Jung Cheol-so's trouble with you."

Ling Yang had a ghost in his heart, and when he heard Zheng Zhexiu's name, his tongue was accidentally scalded by the miso soup, and he hissed and said, "What's the matter, is Zheng Lao Bald Donkey on a business trip?"

Park Jung-hee chuckled and said, "It's not a business trip. I heard from other classmates that the ancestral grave of Director Zheng's family was dug up, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was admitted to the hospital with high blood pressure, and he couldn't get out of bed for ten days and half a month."

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