I chatted with Bai Xuan for a long time in the back garden, but there was nothing really valuable. First, Chen Wuyang didn't dare to ask, and secondly, most of them were Bai Xuan talking about his sad past of old rotten grain.

As for how much is true and how false it is, Chen Wuyang only regards it as a story.

Bai Sui came from behind to urge the city lord to go to the garden to socialize, and Chen Wuyang and Bai Xuan walked back to the front garden in two ways.

Chen Wuyang's hand holding the cup was suddenly covered with cold sweat, and he had just made a mistake.

I was frightened by the white curtain.

In the first place, it should not have been easy to admit that there was a mission related to "aliens". At that time, Bai Xuan was mostly a temptation, but by now, he already knew that his mission was to kill the alien.

The word anomalous form is not going to be saved by anyone's task.

But why didn't Bai Xuan kill himself?

If he swapped places, Chen Wuyang would definitely kill himself on the spot with absolute strength. Bai Xuan is obviously not a good stubble, so the reason why he didn't kill himself may be that he is injured.

Or as an alien, the Rubik's Cube world has some kind of restriction on him.

It could also be that the Rubik's Cube itself has some kind of constraint.

For example...... Killing or killing the Apostle of the Cube with his own hands will be Wanted.

Chen Wuyang kept making all kinds of assumptions in his head, and finally came to the conclusion that Hou Yangbo was probably not dead, but was hidden in a corner by this guy.

Would Bai Xuan think about recruiting some Rubik's Cube apostles as his subordinates and then fighting against certain rules and existences?

Chen Wuyang pinched the cigarette in his hand and hadn't lit it before.

Maybe it's time to take the risk and find that guy Hou Yangbo.

Where to start is another troublesome matter, not to mention how big this garden is. Just talking about the energy of the City Lord's Mansion, it couldn't be easier to sneak people away.

Just as Chen Wuyang hesitated, he pulled out his feet and paced......

Suddenly stunned, he looked down at the grass.

It seems like I tripped over something just now.

Immediately, a hundred-yuan bill was accidentally drawn out of his pocket, and Chen Wuyang hurriedly leaned down.

The grass fluttered in the wind, nothing out of the ordinary......

Chen Wuyang suddenly stared at the grass under his feet, and the swinging marks of some grass were a little different from other grasses. Quietly feeling the direction of the downwind, Chen Wuyang was sure of his judgment.

It should be a word, but the power of this strange phenomenon is too small, and I can't see anything clearly on this big night.

Chen Wuyang wasted his old strength to barely distinguish the glyphs:

Fork.

Picking up the banknotes, Chen Wuyang greeted the surroundings with a smile, and then walked towards Mrs. Golden Eagle.

The gathering of the upper class is nothing more than getting to know the rich and powerful people who are about the same as themselves, and then exchanging connections to consolidate their position.

A night's entertainment made Chen Wuyang tired, and these high-ranking officials and nobles in the city were either insatiable or had hidden secrets.

Separated from Mrs. Golden Eagle at the door, Chen Wuyang sat in Sha Ying's car.

"Take the road to the west gate." Chen Wuyang said casually.

Sha Ying didn't ask much, but looked at Chen Wuyang from the rearview mirror with a haggard face.

"Tired?"

Chen Wuyang's mind moved, and he smiled reluctantly, "Not really, I met Cai Cheng today with the two section chiefs of Zhenke and Tianke, and I was worried that they would do something to me." ”

As he spoke, Chen Wuyang waved his hand, "Stop, let's divide into two ways." ”

Sha Ying didn't say much, understanding that this was using herself as bait.

"Be safe yourself."

"Hey, you don't know what level I have?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Chen Wuyang watched the car leave.

Chen Wuyang has never been to this place at his feet once, but further underground, Chen Wuyang has walked back and forth. I almost took that opportunity to pit a large number of goods from the Earthquake Gate.

The so-called fork in the road is naturally the fork in the dark road at the beginning. The two also have a common intersection at this fork.

It's a pity that now that the secret passage has been sealed, Chen Wuyang can't reach his destination directly.

The fork means two places, one is the exit outside the city. It is likely that it will be taken over by Bai Xuan and transformed into a private prison, and then it will be the other direction of the fork.

Chen Wuyang hasn't walked it, and he doesn't know how deep it is.

There is even a possibility that the person who used strange methods on the Bai family's grass was not Hou Yangbo's hint at all, but the bait sown by Bai Xu.

Maybe he will take the trouble to find a place, and he will be faced with the grave that Bai Xuan has prepared for himself.

But he can't help but go, the only way and clues to break the situation at the moment are on Hou Yangbo.

Bai Xuan will definitely find a way to kill himself, as for wooing, the other party will definitely have some inhumane ways to confess his loyalty, just an ordinary verbal covenant, he Chen Wuyang will probably laugh out loud when he hears it.

"Hey, I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet."

He's halfway through this time.

Chen Wuyang watched the downhill meeting put down, and then slowly calculated the original steps in his heart. There are still many benefits of taking precautions, and I have saved myself a lot of things today because of my professional habits.

There will be some buildings along the way, and Chen Ruyi can only draw pictures on the ground with stones. What is known as the length and width, what is the straight-line distance or something?

The triangle is three-sided.

Thankfully, it's easy.

When Chen Wuyang reached the fork, the most difficult thing came.

He didn't know how far the fork was, and the stupidest way was to go from house to house.

Standing at the position on the fork in the ground and looking at the past, Chen Wuyang, who had already seen the map of the city, modeled it in his heart. The nearest street is a night market, and then there is a three-story compound building. Behind the compound is a textile mill, and beyond that is the city wall.

The textile mill is not realistic, if it were really that place, the news would not be a fork in the road, but a cloth mill or something. The same is true for night markets.

Therefore, the focus is still on the compound, not to mention the chaotic boundaries of hundreds of households.

Chen Wuyang is still walking in a straight line, and on the street of the night market are two small fried houses facing the door. The cauldron is facing each other, and there is a posture of fighting in the street.

There are also two more, one is rouge gouache with a narrow façade, and the other is a fruit seller.

There's no room in there.

The target can only be the compound.

The compound is lively, with adults standing on the rocking chair steps, and children chasing and playing in the courtyard barefoot. They are all children who grew up with a bare buttocks, and they are all supported by half a hundred families.

The words were linked to a few "dumb riddles" that only his own people knew, which caused laughter in the compound.

When Chen Wuyang walked in, he attracted the attention of many people.

Fresh faces, the compound is very vigilant.

A middle-aged man with a thick belly walked up from the side: "You one?" ”

Chen Wuyang raised his eyebrows, and no one in the compound seemed to recognize him, the current figure of the city.

He wiped his hands on his pants and said with a flattering smile, "Is there an empty house in our compound?" I was looking for a place to stay. ”