As soon as Wang Shengli and the three of them drilled back into the thief hole, An Ran heard the footsteps of the rescue team. glanced at Wu Yang, and the two greeted them.

"Enron, Wu Yang, are you inside?"

It was Xia Bing's voice, with deep concern.

"We're fine!"

An Ran responded, and saw Xia Bing running in with a flashlight, and almost cried when he saw the two of them.

"Great!"

Duan Youquan also breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay to lose, otherwise it's really hard to explain to the alliance this time, after all, he is responsible for the itinerary of the two.

"Find someone and come out quickly, there is a possibility that this mountain will continue to collapse!" The commander of the rescue team outside shouted loudly.

Everyone didn't dare to stay, and they would talk about what they had to wait until they got to the top.

It was not yet dawn when the three of them left the hotel, but it was already noon at this moment, and An Ran and Wu Yang stayed in the mound for a whole morning.

After coming up, An Ran told Duan Youquan about the clothed mound, and he was responsible for reporting it.

An Ran, Wu Yang and Xia Bing continued on their way.

Xia Bing's task is to arrange the itinerary and ensure that An Ran and Wu Yang go to Nanmarsh smoothly. After entering the South Marsh, Xia Bing could no longer follow.

Leaving the city, Duan Youquan's task is over, and then Xia Bing will take the two of them to the only town near Nanmarsh, and the task of sending Xia Bing there will basically be completed.

There were only three people in the car, and there was no need for An Ran to hide it, and told her about seeing Wang Shengli.

"This guy is really haunted!" Xia Bing said angrily: "But he is from Tianqing Building, which shows that "Demon Slaying Record" is indeed very important." ”

"By the way, what is written in this book?"

An Ran smiled bitterly: "It's all the words before the Later Dynasty, we can't understand it, wait until we get to Luoyun Village, find Wang Shengli, and then ask him to translate it for me." ”

"Luoyun Village?"

Xia Bing frowned and said, "This Wang Shengli knows Nannuma very well!" Luoyun Village is close to Nanmarsh, very hidden, if it weren't for the previous adventure team as a precursor to explore, I'm afraid we still don't know that there is such a village near Nanmarsh. ”

When Xia Bing said this, An Ran couldn't help but doubt it in his heart.

There are really a lot of suspicious things about this Wang Shengli.

Let's just say that the last time he fell into the dragon's mouth, he was able to hide from the adventure alliance, avoid the investigation and team up with himself.

There is also the phoenix pattern brocade box, he knew from the beginning that there was a phoenix pattern brocade box inside, and the goal was very clear.

This time, he also determined the location of "Demon Slaying Record" early on, and directly hit the thief hole to the place where "Demon Slaying Record" was placed.

As for the situation around Minaminuma, he seems to know very well.

An Ran couldn't help but wonder, how did Wang Shengli know this? And Tianqinglou, what kind of organization is it?

Xia Bing glanced at An Ran in contemplation from the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "Forget it, don't think about it if you don't understand, Wang Shengli is not a bad person, when we get to Luoyun Village, we can ask him!" ”

An Ran nodded: "It's okay!" ”

After speaking, An Ran's eyes fell on "Demon Slaying Record" again.

With this book, it shows that the five tigers will kill the snake demon town in southern Xinjiang, and it is indeed true.

Judging from the leather armor and the bones of the big snake in the heavy ding, the so-called monster is not a demon, but a strange creature like a lizardman.

But where did these strange creatures come from?

The Vermilion Bird King has left too many mysteries in this world!

Before they knew it, the three of them had come to the nearest town to Nanmara, which was deserted and there were few people in sight on the street.

After getting out of the car, walking on the bluestone paved road, An Ran was a little strange: "Why did we come here?" ”

Xia Bing smiled: "Because the equipment we need is here." ”

Equip?

An Ran was even more puzzled, where was the equipment, wouldn't it be good to bring it directly to the car, why did you have to come to this town. The town is deserted like a ghost town, what equipment can be here?

The three of them walked around the small town until they came to a deep alley, which was so quiet that they couldn't hear anything except their footsteps.

"It's here!"

Xia Bing took An Ran and Wu Yang and stopped in the deepest part of the alley, and in front of him was a double-open wooden door, which was very old, and it felt like it would fall down if it was pushed.

There is no lock on the door, and a large crack is exposed, so you can see the situation of the yard.

Xia Bing reached out and knocked on the door three times.

"Knock knock".

"Who?"

An old voice came from the courtyard, and his tone was very cold, but when he heard this person's voice, An Ran felt that this person was not easy to get along with.

Xia Bing replied: "Uncle Long, I'm Xia Bing!" ”

Uncle Long in the courtyard didn't answer, and after a while, An Ran saw a rickety old man with white hair appearing in the crack of the door, came to the door with his head down, and opened the door without hurrying.

The door opened, and Xia Bing called out respectfully: "Uncle Long! ”

Only then did Uncle Long raise his head.

An Ran found that this Uncle Long didn't seem to be very old, and there were no wrinkles on his face, just dark, like a farmer. The strange thing is that next year is not very old, and his hair, eyebrows and beard are all white.

An Ran felt that Uncle Long might have a disease like albinism.

"Come in!"

Uncle Long just looked at Xia Bing lightly, then at An Ran and Wu Yang, then turned around and walked in slowly.

Xia Bing motioned for An Ran and Wu Yang to follow, and followed Uncle Long into the courtyard.

Uncle Long walked to the low house, pushed open the door, and suddenly a damp musty smell came to his nose.

What does it smell?

An Ran was almost choked, but he thought that Uncle Long was a sick person and couldn't make him feel discriminated against, so he pretended not to hear anything.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, the innermost bar, which is the kind of furniture that looks like a table, but is very long and very high, and is placed in the innermost part of the hall against the wall, and some things are placed.

On the wall against which the bar is leaned is a landscape painting, with couplets on both sides.

In the middle of the room is a table of eight immortals, flanked by chairs.

The standard retro rural home furnishing configuration shows that this town is still relatively traditional.

"It's what you want."

Uncle Long walked into the wing room and took out a few things and put them on the table of the Eight Immortals.

An Ran took a look.

On the table were two wooden daggers, blood-red as if they had been painted. There were also two bottles, and the bottles were red powder, and I don't know what exactly.

In addition, there is a stack of yellow paper.

Yellow paper?

Is this a talisman? Did they really go to kill the demons?

An Ran's eyelids jumped, and he lowered his voice and asked Xia Bing: "What do you mean, do you want me to become a monk?" ”

Xia Bing rolled his eyes and stepped on An Ran's toes to shut him up.

But Uncle Long still heard it.

"I don't know how thick the sky is, I have to go to Nanmarsh to die at a young age!"

Uncle Long snorted lightly and said, "If you encounter a giant insect, you can save your life by applying powder to your body." If you encounter a lizardman, the dagger can break its armor, and whether you can survive or not depends on your ability. ”

"As for the rune paper, you can use it with any monster you see, but whether it has an effect or not depends on your luck."

What does it mean to look at luck?

An Ran couldn't help but think in his heart, this can't be some kind of charlatan, right? Props such a thing, how can it depend on luck?

Is it useful to say that your rune paper is effective, very powerful. If it doesn't work, it's said that the person who used it was unlucky.

Isn't this a standard cheater routine?