Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Picture Can't Be Broken

Su Yan regretted that he hadn't watched martial arts and martial arts TV series very seriously, so much so that he couldn't do it with a treasure map.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at Su Yan for a while, he held the picture up under the sun for a while, and then put it on the water to look at it, as if he had to borrow something to see the picture.

Mo Yu really couldn't understand what the hell Su Yan was up to.

"As the young hall master of Xuanyu Hall, this famous killer organization in the rivers and lakes can't even break this?"

"It can be broken."

"Then what are you doing in a daze?"

"I have to find Huang Jue."

"What do you mean, you have to go back to Xuanyu Hall?"

"It's okay to ask him to come out."

"Then your name."

"I don't have carrier pigeons."

“......”

Su Yan reiterated again, letting Mo Yu be the master of the young hall is tantamount to letting Liu Chan master the three armies, that is, even Zhuge Liang has no power to return to heaven.

In order not to worry Wen Ran, Su Yan wrote a letter first, saying that she and the poor brother went around, and when she had had enough, she would go back, so that he should not worry.

"Who is in charge of Xuanyu Hall now?"

According to Su Yan's martial arts knowledge reserves, this kind of martial arts gang values the inheritance of the bloodline, or the master.

Like Xuan Yutang, who licks the tip of the knife to live, the master is estimated to be unreliable, it is bound to be based on blood, and if Mo Yu can be brought down, it will take a lot of effort.

"Something with a wolf's heart and a dog's lungs."

"Where's Huang Jue?"

"I'll let him stay in the hall for the time being, at least there will be an answer."

It's not too stupid.

"What about Lin Jiaojiao?"

Over the years, Su Yan has seen it, so he has cultivated such two capable subordinates, and when he pretended to be a poor boy, he also brought them to her shop.

It's no wonder that people haven't rebelled.

Su Yan decided to retract that sentence is not too stupid, how can there be a reason for the emperor to go out on the expedition and take all his cronies away, then the throne is ready to be handed over, right?

"It's in the hall too."

"They are your cronies, can you still let them stay in there?"

"They follow my father, and they have a certain prestige in the hall, and besides, my father's former cronies are still there, so it's still early to completely strip away the power of our faction."

The affairs of the rivers and lakes are too complicated, and Su Yan doesn't want to mix them.

"You say, 'Can this man come out?'"

Su Yan thought that it would be difficult to find Huang Jue at least, but he didn't expect to ask someone to deliver a letter, and he saw Huang Jue the next day.

is still a scholarly angry, and when he sees Su Yan, he doesn't feel strange, "Miss Su." ”

Time has passed, and when I look at Huang Jue again, I no longer simply feel that this person is a scholar, but a shrewd scholar.

Whether it is good or bad, it is just a matter of position, but it cannot be judged absolutely.

Judging from Su Yan's identity, she admires Huang Jue very much, living a clean and thorough life.

Omitting that set of kind words, Su Yan directly put the picture on the table, "Where is your old hall master's life, maybe it depends on this picture." ”

As the saying goes, hit a snake and hit seven inches.

This work also has to take care of the other party's weakness, and sure enough, as soon as he heard about the old hall master, Huang Jue became solemn, and began to look at the picture carefully.

That picture Su Yan has already figured out, no interlayer, no second coat of paint, it should be easy to do, but I don't know if I make a mistake, will this picture be ruined.

"Where did you get this picture?"

"Ling Mansion."

Su Yan was in a hurry, so he hurriedly answered.

"I can't solve it."

"What?"

She charged up to buy a plug-in, but you gave her a sentence, I'm sorry, the plug-in you bought is invalid?

"What do you mean you can't solve? Whether it's grilled over fire or soaked in water, you can try it. ”

She watched TV series like this, and if it didn't work, she would soak it in water first and then roast it over fire.

Anyway, how can the content of this picture be displayed, how to come?

It's not that there is a problem with Su Yan's logic, the more no one can break this picture, the more no one will know about her crossing.

But it's like a bomb planted under your bed, and when someone tells you that it can't be exploded, your heart is at ease?

Isn't that still scared, the safest thing is to defuse this bomb.

"This picture has already been broken once, and the paint on it can only be revealed once."

And this kind of operation?

"Are you sure this picture can't be broken?"

"It can't be broken."

Well, it's an empty bomb.

Su Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, the heart that had been hanging for so many days was to find a place to fall back.

"That's a shame."

"Still,"

Su Yan was about to step out, so he hung in mid-air, not knowing whether to fall or not.

Isn't this panting too much?

"Won't anything?"

"I can stretch it out."

As he spoke, Huang Jue began to move, took the charcoal and began to follow the picture, carefully expanding it little by little.

Isn't this just that you have tried your best to solve the last math problem in countless ways, and people tell you that you can calculate it directly in a 1+1 way.

The complaints in my heart are almost at the limit.

Patiently watching Huang Jue expand it little by little, he could indeed see some outlines of the map, but Su Yan didn't understand it, how could he know about the crossing when the map and the sword spectrum were put together?

Could it be that the kid from Hades said that on purpose?

"Where?"

For ancient maps, Su Yan thinks that if you draw with a child, you have to fully imagine it to know what he is drawing.

"Liangzhou."

Liangzhou?

Isn't that where she first came?

Su Yan, who just felt that relying on a picture could illustrate something, would be really nervous.

When I returned to Liangzhou, it was already seven days later.

But when she and Mo Yu arrived, Wen Ran and the poor brother went to Chuzhou to participate in the martial arts conference, and they specially left a letter for Su Yan in the mansion.

There were four words in the letter - wait for me to come back.

Su Yan was faintly uneasy, Wen Ran shouldn't have seen something?

didn't follow Mo Yu to hunt for treasure, she carefully studied the picture, and really couldn't see any text information, it was all pictures, so she didn't want to interfere with Mo Yu's revenge for her father.

There is no hope of starting from the map, such an important thing as the Yanmen Sword Spectrum, Wen Dye Tie will definitely not be left alone in the mansion, it must be carried close to him, and it is impossible to find it in the mansion.

After thinking about it like this, Su Yan figured it out a little.

The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, but she is known as the combat power of a company alone, even if Wen Ran really knows that she is crossing over in the end, the king of Hades can really stuff her back regardless of it.

"Miss Su!"

Su Yan was weeding in the yard, and Fu Bo ran in in a hurry.

"What's wrong?"

"There was a group of people making trouble in the shop, and the son said, if there is something, I will look for you."