Ye Mushen's thoughts about Yan Huan were naturally clear and clear.

Now it was different, he was just himself, a son-in-law who had traveled alone.

In the past, he still had a smile, but now he has lost this endorsement.

But the current situation is still a transaction.

Since it was a transaction, the night Mu Shen would always find the right chips so that the other party could not refuse his offer.

"If you can take me to the Xuanyuan Mausoleum, then ......" Ye Mushen took out the falling night, "and when you find what I want, this dagger will be yours." ”

Yan Huan stared at the dagger, his black peach blossom eyes were round, full of amazement.

He was speechless for a while—this strange guy was much more polite than Ling Shang.

"Looks like you know this dagger." Ye Mushen quietly put away the falling night, "Then I won't talk nonsense." Tomorrow at noon, the Meridian Ridge carved Lingguan. ”

"Tomorrow?" Yan Huan suddenly remembered something, and shook his head again and again, "I have an appointment with someone tomorrow, let's do it another day." ”

Ye Mushen only asked him who he had an appointment with, "Then two days later." ”

"I'll be free in two days...... However, my ugly words are ahead - the Xuanyuan Mausoleum is in the Meridian Ridge, there should be no doubt about that. But I won't necessarily be able to find the tomb, and ...... There's not always what you're looking for in the tombs. ”

According to legend, Emperor Xuanyuan originated in Meridian Ridge.

The ancient sages led the people to migrate back and forth here, pulling out the mountain passages, overcoming thorns and thorns, and opening up the wilderness.

And the mausoleum of the Xuanyuan saint is hidden somewhere in this wasteland forest.

Ye Mushen was not in a hurry, and nodded slightly, "Let's talk about it in two days." ”

Yan Huan drank a few more glasses of wine, and said in his heart, this person's appearance is really amazing, and it is also very interesting to deal with people, but it is not close to people.

In contrast, he missed Ling Shang a little.

Ling Shang knew no less about Xuanyuan Ling than him, and the two of them could often negotiate a few words on some issues.

Can be a ginseng at night...... But it made him feel a kind of Qi Qi hollowness drinking with zombies.

Yan Huan asked the last question, "What are you looking for, but the Xuanyuan Codex?" ”

Ye Mushen felt that there was nothing to hide, "That's right. ”

"That's ......" is a bit tricky.

Yan Huan didn't know what Ling Shang was looking for, but eight or nine were not far from ten, and it was probably this Xuanyuan Codex.

If this is the case, then these two people will find themselves together......

Yan Huan is not a trustworthy person; He is also not too greedy.

promised Ling Shang in order to save his own life.

The purpose of agreeing to the night is to use the falling night as a key to open the rumored "Paiyun Palace" in the Xuanyuan Mausoleum.

Yan Huan had a hard time making a choice, but Ye Mushen saw through his thoughts, "If you agree to take the code for others, it doesn't matter, I won't embarrass you." ”

"Hey......" Yan Huan didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or lament that he had missed the night like this.

"If that's the case, I'm too lazy to go to Meridian Ridge myself—you just have to tell me the man's whereabouts after you get the code for him."

"Huh?"

"Praying mantis catching cicadas...... Ye Mushen left half a sentence, and his slender fingers tapped a few times on the table, "If the Xuanyuan Code can see the light of day again, you just need to tell me its whereabouts, and the falling night is still yours." ”

"Hah, you man...... Insidious enough. ”

"I didn't get in your way, did I?" Ye Mushen didn't care, "I can only say that the client who found you one step ahead of me...... Bad luck. ”