Ye Lingyu was slightly stunned for a moment, and through the dimming of the candlelight, he hid the changes on his face.

He was indeed a friend of Murphy, but how could this old man see it.

He lurked here wearing a hundred faces, but as soon as he appeared, he was guessed by the other party.

If the old man would reveal his tracks, he wouldn't mind letting his hands die, and he would unconsciously exert some force on his hands.

"Wait, wait, don't kill me, I'm not your enemy. The old man suddenly became nervous.

"Who you are, tell me honestly. Ye Lingyu asked sharply.

The old man was pinched a little out of breath by him, and craned his neck: "I am the steward of this house, my surname is Zhong, you can call me Uncle Zhong." ”

"I don't care if your surname is Zhong or Li, and answer my questions honestly. Ye Lingyu didn't want to be verbose with him, so he directly picked the most important thing and asked, "Let me ask you, where is the city lord's family now." ”

Feeling the aggressive murderous aura, Uncle Zhong couldn't help but tremble a little up and down: "I...... I'm really not your enemy, you young people, why don't you know about the elders?"

Hey, this old immortal, who is pinched in his hands, and who is precarious, dares to teach people in turn. Ye Lingyu's cheeks couldn't help twitching, and his hands slowly tightened.

Feeling the strength coming from that hand, Uncle Zhong hurriedly prayed for mercy: "Okay, I say, I say." The lord of the castle is now locked up in a dungeon. ”

"Where is the dungeon?" Ye Lingyu asked again.

"Oh, why are young people so impatient, let go of your hands, let's say no?"

Ye Lingyu raised his palm and slapped his somewhat bald head hard, and his eyes almost wanted to breathe fire. The old immortal is trying to stall for time.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then immediately became honest, raised his hand and pointed to the half-open window next to him, and said in a low voice: "The patrol passes by every half hour, if you want to ask anything, close the window first." ”

Ye Lingyu was slightly stunned, dragged the old man to the window suspiciously, glanced out of the window, and closed the window after confirming that it was correct.

Seeing this, Uncle Zhong's demeanor seemed to be much soothed.

He pointed his finger in one direction: "At the rear of the eastern courtyard there is an entrance to the dungeon." ”

"How many people are in custody, and what is the manpower arrangement of the entire City Lord's Mansion?" Ye Lingyu then asked.

"The prince lives in the western courtyard, and most of the soldiers and servants are also in that direction. As for the vicinity of the dungeon, there were three teams of guards who took turns to guard them, and the highest strength was the Yellow Rank Peak Cultivation. As for the dungeon, I heard that there are also Xuanjie seats, but I haven't gone down, so I don't know if it's true. ”

Seeing him so cooperative, Ye Lingyu's hands unconsciously loosened.

Uncle Zhong coughed slightly: "Young man, I'm really not your enemy, don't look arrogant." ”

"Whether it is an enemy or not is not up to you to decide. Ye Lingyu pressed him to the chair, "What else do you know, tell me everything." ”

"I know, I've told you everything. Uncle Zhong's face was full of wrinkles, and his cheeks twitched slightly, turning into a chrysanthemum waving in the wind, "I have been a steward in this mansion for decades, and I am loyal to the city lord, I am really not your enemy." ”

"How do you know who I am?" Ye Lingyu asked viciously.

"The city lord will ask tomorrow, and now sneak in, and look for the city lord, not to save the city lord, so I guess you are a friend of Young Master Mo Fei. Uncle Zhong looked old, "I basically know Young Master Mofei's friends, but most of them are people who are not in the stream, I remember that there seemed to be a person named Ye some time ago...... Leaf...... Ye or something, I heard that you are chivalrous, I think it should be you. ”

It seems that Mo Fei's guy told this old man about Ye Lingyu, so the relationship between Mo Fei and this old man should not be bad.

Just as Ye Lingyu was thinking about whether he should trust the old guy in front of him, Uncle Zhong asked again: "Young Xia, you should have come with Young Master Mo Fei." ”

"Mo Fei?" Ye Lingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he heard something, "Didn't Mo Fei fall into the hands of An Junfeng?"

This is strange, Mo Fei has been away from Aoxue Peak for many days, and now the city is under martial law, since he has not returned to the City Lord's Mansion and has not returned to Aoxue Peak, where has he gone.

This time, it was the turn of the old man's expression to become surprised, but he was old and fine, and after a little thought, he understood the general idea.

"Ye Gongzi, if you want to save people, you might as well listen to my method. ”

"Do you have a way?" Ye Lingyu looked at him suspiciously.

Although the old man kept saying that he was on Ye Lingyu's side, he was sincere, but Ye Lingyu was not so easy to believe him.

Uncle Zhong raised his eyebrows at him, the old guy's eyebrows were already bald, and his eyes were still bright when he raised his eyebrows, not to mention how awkward that posture was.

"People in the world often say that people are old and become fine, I have lived for so many years, but I can't compare to a hairy boy like you. ”

You are quite self-aware, Ye Lingyu muttered in his heart, but the latter sentence seems to be a bit redundant.

"Tell me about it. Ye Lingyu loosened his hand, but it was still buckled around his neck.

Uncle Zhong glanced at the window and the door to confirm that it was correct, and then leaned into Ye Lingyu's ear and whispered a few words......

......

The night is getting darker, and in the city lord's mansion, only the back of the east courtyard is still faintly lit.

In the twilight courtyard, two figures passed through it, one after the other. The person walking in front carried a lantern in his hand, and the dim candlelight illuminated the road ahead.

After passing through a bamboo forest, a stone house appeared in front of you. In front of the stone house, there is an iron gate, which is stained with red rust and looks like blood, especially at night, when witnessing such a scene, it always makes people feel that their hairs stand on end.

Naturally, it was Uncle Zhong and Ye Lingyu who traveled all the way, with Uncle Zhong in front and Ye Lingyu in the back.

When the two of them walked to the front of the stone house, two people dressed as guards suddenly appeared from the front.

"Stop!" the two guards ordered, "who's coming?"

Ye Lingyu hadn't moved yet, and Uncle Zhong walked up first.

He hunched his back and carried a bamboo basket on his arm.

"The old man is the steward of this house. Uncle Zhong replied, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked a little old.

"Steward, steward, what are you doing here, this is not the place for you guys, get out of here. "The guards didn't give him face because he was old.

These guards are all newcomers, usually following An Junfeng, and they have developed a pampered atmosphere, and their attitude towards people has always been "God is the boss, I am the second".

"I would like to tell you that the old man has been in charge of this mansion for forty years, and the lord of the city has taken good care of me. No, I heard that the city lord is going to be beheaded tomorrow, so I specially came to bring him the last meal. This person is old, and he misses more than ordinary people......" Uncle Zhong said as he checked the basket in his hand.

"Old thing, I said, this is not the place where you idlers should come, hurry up and get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for not respecting the elderly. ”

However, before the guard's words fell, Uncle Zhong suddenly stepped forward and stuffed a Qiankun ring into each of them at a speed that did not match this old posture.

The two guards were stunned, thinking that this old guy wanted to sneak attack, and immediately wanted to draw their swords, but when they saw Uncle Zhong's old face full of smiles, they seemed to understand something.

The two of them sensed the Qiankun ring, and their faces suddenly showed disbelief.

Seeing them like this, Ye Lingyu could guess that there were spirit crystals in the Qiankun Ring, and there were quite a few of them.

The two guards are only yellow-level martial artists, and although they follow the prince on weekdays, their net worth is not too rich. After all, most of the head is occupied by those who are powerful, and they can only fish for the leftover oil and water of others on weekdays, and now they suddenly hold such a large amount of money in their hands, who can not be moved.

The two of them glanced at each other, and the blade that had just been drawn an inch was tucked back into its scabbard.

"Well, thank you for your kindness, the city lord treats you well, and you should give him one last meal. The guard changed his unruly appearance and smiled happily, "Seeing that you are also half in the ground, this time it is not difficult for you, let's go in." ”

Uncle Zhong hurriedly smiled and bowed, and waved his hand at Ye Lingyu by the way.

"Hmm, this guy is ......," the guard looked at Ye Lingyu.

"Oh, this little brother was adopted by the city lord when he was young, and this time with me, I want to see the city lord for the last time. Uncle Zhong explained, and at the same time stuffed a Qiankun ring into each of the two guards.

The guard sensed slightly, and found that Ye Lingyu did not have any spiritual power fluctuations on his body, thinking that it should be an ordinary person who had not cultivated, so he didn't care too much, waved his hand, and let go.

The two entered the stone house, and there were downward steps in the middle of the stone house, which, according to Uncle Zhong, was the entrance to the dungeon.

Oil lamps are lit on both sides of the stairs, so you can see the road even if you don't have a lantern to illuminate it. The two extinguished the lantern and went all the way down. After walking for a while, a wooden door appeared in front of him.

"That's the room guarded by the jailer, and beyond that is the cell. Uncle Zhong whispered.

Ye Lingyu nodded slightly, and pushed the door behind Uncle Zhong and entered.

When I opened the wooden door, I saw a man with a drunken belly lying on a chair. The man is five big and three thick, the placket on his chest is half open, and he still has a smile on his face.

"Who are you?" the man jumped up when he saw someone coming in.

"We're here to deliver food to the lord of the city. Uncle Zhong was still smiling.

"Lao Tzu didn't hear that there were still food deliveries at this time, get out, all of them will be delivered to Lao Tzu. The jailer's face was trembling.

Uncle Zhong curled the corners of his mouth, stepped forward implicitly, and quietly stuffed a Qiankun ring into his hand, this method had been tried and tested many times before.

But unexpectedly, the jailer didn't look at it at all, and slapped Uncle Zhong in the face, slapping Uncle Zhong with a slap.

"Get out, don't you understand people's words, if you don't get out, Lao Tzu will kill you. ”

Uncle Zhong was stunned, is there anyone in this world who doesn't love money? He didn't expect this jailer to be unappreciative.

However, just as he was about to step forward and lobby again, he faintly heard some voices coming from the direction of the cell behind the jailer.

The voice sounded like a man roaring—"You brutes, let go of my daughter!"