Qian's Villa is still as usual, and after the entrance, there is a long passage. On both sides of the passage are high walls, the height of the view is more than ten or twenty meters, so the passage goes straight inward, spreads for several hundred meters, and only then enters a pavilion road with a simple hue.

As soon as he saw the pavilion, Meng Que's heart inexplicably floated with a sense of familiarity.

Murong Jue walked ahead, without saying a word, he walked like the wind, and as soon as he entered the pavilion, he jumped onto the top of the eaves, his feet suspended in the air and moved horizontally. Meng Que also followed his example, and followed him all the way, turning and turning, bending and turning, drilling around, walking like this for about ten minutes, and he couldn't even tell where the southeast and northwest were.

Just as he was about to ask, Murong Jue suddenly stopped, he put his left index finger in the center of his mouth, and gently shushed, and then pointed under his right hand, indicating that someone was coming from here.

Meng Que couldn't help but swallow the question back, waited quietly for about ten seconds, and sure enough, he found that two people were walking and talking towards this side.

It was two women who spoke, and the voices were not small, both in their forties and fifties.

Looking at the huge Qian Villa, the only thing Meng Que didn't understand was who lived in this villa? Why is Qian Wenjun's family not qualified to live in?

Qian Wenjun is the future head of the Qian family, even he is not qualified, who else is qualified?

However, no one can help Meng Que answer this question.

Murong Jue waited quietly for a while, and when the two who spoke gradually moved away, he glanced at Meng Que and motioned to continue heading inside.

Next, the two walked for another ten minutes, and after turning around for more than ten circles, they seemed to have returned to the original point. Murong Jue frowned, and muttered in his mouth: "Damn, is Lao Tzu mistaken?" ”

Meng Que saw that he should be lost, and immediately sneered: "Yo, could it be that you are lost?" Haha, you're fine when you come out, but you can't help it when you go in. In other words, there is a bit of schadenfreude.

Murong Jue glanced at him fiercely, and shouted in a low voice: "Stinky boy, don't talk nonsense, if you talk more, I will cut off your tongue." ”

Meng Que stuck out his tongue, clasped his hands on his chest, and looked at him happily, but he wanted to see how powerful this strange talent who was known as the Murong clan for thousands of years was really powerful.

Murong Jue's brows became tighter and tighter, and he looked around, and he was also stunned in his heart: "Is it really as Meng Xiaozi said, I can find the way when I come out, but I can't when I go in?" ”

The layout of Qian's Villa is broad and profound, starting from the innermost, from one to two, from two to four, from four to eight, from eight to twelve...... And so on, almost the further you go, the more you can't find the north.

In principle, it is easier to come out of the inside, because to come out of the inside is to increase with less. And if you go in from the outside, you will reduce it by more.

The outermost layer of Qian's Villa has almost twenty-four pavilions. How easy is it to find the right route among these 24 pavilions? After twenty-four, it is re-transformed into twelve, twelve is reduced to one, and then back to twelve, and so on.

Even if Meng Que is called to identify it now, it will be difficult to find the way out for a while.

Meng Que looked at him with a smile on his face, and a minute passed......

Two minutes passed......

He still didn't seem to think of it.

Three minutes passed......

Suddenly, he smiled, hooked his finger at Meng Que, and said, "I remembered, boy, hurry up and follow me." ”

Meng Que was a little startled, and followed unhurriedly, quite suspicious all the way: "You really remembered?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, you just follow me." Murong Jue was in a very bad mood, obviously it was Meng Que's words just now that angered him.

Meng Que said angrily: "I suggest you think clearly before leaving, otherwise wouldn't we just spin on this roof tonight?" ”

Murong Jue snorted and said, "I was just careless just now, and I couldn't think of it for a while. Now that I've completely remembered it, this path is definitely not the right one. ”

Meng Que was suspicious and half-convinced, and followed him for a ride, but sure enough, he found that the number of pavilions and roads gradually decreased from more to less. I was suddenly surprised: "I didn't expect this strange person to really have some skills." ”

If you want to find the real way in by yourself, then you also have to distinguish the wood from the pavilion road, like Murong Jue, it is really unbelievable that he can remember the real route just from memory.

Murong Jue walked faster and faster, and Meng Que also followed very closely. Before entering the villa, he always wanted to find a chance to escape from the clutches of Murong Jue, an old monster, but now that he had entered the villa, his thought disappeared. In its place, there was a curiosity.

Why be curious?

However, the reason why he was curious was because why did this Murong Jue desperately want to enter this mountain villa?

If nothing else, just for this one reason. Of course, with Meng Que's intelligence, he had already guessed some clues, but he didn't dare to confirm it yet.

I remember that a few days ago, this strange man found Qian Yaru, asked her about Qian Wenjun's whereabouts, and said that he wanted to get some things from him. And that thing, although Qian Yaru didn't know, Meng Que was very clear in his heart. Isn't the so-called thing a treasure map?

Could it be that Murong Jue ventured into the Qian Villa this time for the treasure map?

As soon as he thought of the treasure map, the doubts in Meng Que's heart became even heavier. What kind of earth-shattering secret is hidden in the treasure map? What kind of treasure is hidden in the treasure map?

- Enigma

- Enigma

This question has been passed down for thousands of years, and no one has been able to solve it. And since no one can solve it, it means that there is a chance that these mysteries are true or false, what if they are false?

Why do so many people flock to it?

Without waiting for Meng Que to think about it, suddenly, Murong Jue pulled his sleeve and went down on the top of the eaves of the pavilion road, and the two of them walked into the pavilion corridor, walking like the wind.

"How long do you have to go?" Meng Que asked in a low voice.

Murong didn't pay attention to him, but he just walked faster, as if something was making him more and more excited. Meng Que saw his reaction in his eyes and stuck out his tongue, feeling uneasy. I happened to glance up at the sky, but I saw that at some point and at some second, the scythe-like moon showed a horn out of the dark clouds.

The clouds were fluttering and strangely shaped, and the sky completely enveloped by them had a faint smell of strange smell.

Finally, Murong Jue smiled lightly, stopped his steps, looked at the only pavilion road in front of him, and said, "It's here, it's finally here." ”

Meng Que seemed to be in disbelief, and walked forward, and sure enough, he saw that there was only one road in front of him, and behind this road was a mansion. To the left, the swarthy one is where the dungeon is.

"Also...... It's really ......."

"Hmph, Meng boy, it seems that you still don't believe that I can come in, yes or no?"

Meng Que blinked, his face calm: "To be honest, I really have some doubts. ”

Murong Jue smiled faintly, not angry, let go of the sleeves of Meng Que's clothes, and said, "Okay, since I have arrived here, then I will also count my words, you can go." ”

"Let's go? Let me go now? Won't I let me put you at risk? I'm not that stupid. Meng Que snorted, looking very understanding.

Murong Jue felt that this kid was a little interesting, and asked, "Then you mean that you want to continue to follow me?" ”

Meng Qian nodded and said, "With this in mind, I also want to see what you want to do with all your efforts to come here." ”

Murong Jue was not satisfied with his thoughts, shook his fingers, and said, "No, the next thing has nothing to do with you, if you kid wants to leave, hurry up, if you don't leave, I don't mind killing you first." ”

"You ......" Meng Que scolded wildly in his heart.

Murong Jue ignored the expression on his face and didn't look at him: "Don't you want to leave?" If I don't leave, I'm really going to do it. ”

"Okay, you have a kind, Lao Tzu will go." Meng Que spit out these words fiercely, turned around and climbed a high wall.