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"Would you like to cooperate a little bit later?" Gan Yao walked ahead, paused, and added, "It's also the first time I've been allowed to come so close to Lord Yueyu, and it's still a ...... Light. 35xs”

"Would you love to see her?"

"Aren't you curious?" Gan Yao asked rhetorically, "The two people around me, one believes in her very much, and the other sneers...... Whether this Lord Moon Owl is really a fairy or a puppet at the mercy of others, I have to see with my own eyes to be sure, right? ”

Ling Shucheng didn't take this stubble, and looked down at the time.

"Are you...... Do you despise these unbounded beliefs? ”

"No, I still wish there were gods in the world." Ling Shucheng frowned, as if he was thinking about something, and his tone was light, "In this way, you don't have to let me do a lot of things, just wait for retribution." ”

"You're really ......" Gan Yao pursed his mouth, "Oh, it's over there." ”

"Hmm." Ling Shucheng glanced up at the street sign, "Was this place so specially designed when this ship was built?" ”

"I've heard people say that this was specially designed by the funder for his newborn great-granddaughter at the beginning of its establishment." Gan Yao turned into another alleyway, "I heard that their family has a special talent factor flowing in their blood, once they unfortunately awaken this special ability, there is almost no way to live past the age of twenty except for complete isolation and recuperation." The funder himself did not have the talent for awakening, but his two sons, a daughter, and a granddaughter all died early. He once said that in his life, he was constantly living the days of sending away black-haired people. ”

"Is the bloodline of the so-called 'Moon Owl God'?" Ling Shucheng thought for a while, and then asked, "Isn't this kind of thing something that you can 'hear' casually, right?" ”

"yes, there's almost no official record anymore." Gan Yao's shadow stretched and shortened as she moved between the lamps, "When the elderly benefactor finally died, his young great-granddaughter was gone...... It's still your informant who inquired about it, and I don't know if it's true or if he's talking nonsense to co-opt me. Flash."

Two levels above sea level, through all the open streets and at the end of the park, the alleys that wind inward like mosquito coils are paved with layers of flowers, the branches on the upper level are still quite fresh, and the lower ones are withered and withered.

The touch of stepping on it all the way made Ling Shucheng feel a little uncomfortable subtly: "The believers are spread here? ”

"This place is already very close to the residence of Lord Yueyu, and those who can be placed in this position are probably not ordinary believers." Gan Yao stopped in front of an abrupt tall wooden door, turned around and asked seriously, "This is it...... There's no turning back, I knocked on the door, huh? ”

"Hmm."

The heavy wooden door was pulled open from the inside, and the four half-masked guards on the left and right stood quietly by the door, pretending to look at Gan Yao and dodging to focus on Ling Shucheng's body.

"Is Captain Zong here? We have agreed to meet you here. ”

"It seems that something unexpected happened, Mr. Zong just left." One of the guards glanced at Ling Shucheng and continued, "Everything else is as usual, please come in with me." ”

About every twenty paces, two guards would sit quietly on their knees by the wall, not looking up at the passing guests.

Ling Shucheng walked slowly on the wooden floor that seemed to be quite old, his eyes skimmed over the abstract prints on the walls one after another, the small fish pond made of stone bricks in the middle of the lobby, the wind chimes hanging on each door and the runic paper full of suspected seals, and the only large floor-to-ceiling window that was locked very firmly.

It's okay, a cursory look at it still has a bit of a mysterious temperament. Ling Shucheng commented in his heart.

He walked leisurely, but every guard who tried to remain silent tensed his muscles as he passed, as if he were worried that he would suddenly burst into trouble.

It seems that the other party still thinks quite highly of him. Until he walked to the door of the room that was wrapped in the center, Ling Shucheng had been roughly estimating the direction. Unless he could cross ten walls in a straight line in a row, he would have to keep turning left and running through the corridors guarded by forty guards as soon as he wanted to turn his head and run. Flash Dance.

At the last pass, the original intention of the person who searched the body at the door may have been to wish that Ling Shucheng could strip naked and let him check it first. Gan Yao coughed impatiently, and then the man bowed and retreated, and the focus of his eyes was still on Ling Shucheng before leaving.

Is it the enemy who dares to put the opponent directly into his lair that is more daring, or the person who dares to go to the tiger's den in Longtan alone is more rampant and wanton? Gan Yao hooked the corners of his mouth, pushed open the door, walked in first, and bowed to the figure behind the curtain.

"Is it you who came to us through Mr. Zong and wanted to ask to see Lord Yueyu?" Luo Ziyang spoke slowly behind the curtain.

"Yes, hello. I'm here for my friend. Gan Yao beckoned to Ling Shucheng.

Ling Shucheng nodded very cooperatively, fixed his eyes on the posture in the room, and frowned slightly.

Within the curtain, four tall figures surrounded a short figure in the middle. The house was very empty, there was hardly anything to use as a weapon, and there was no cover.

"Since it's your friend asking to see you, why bother to help with it?"

"I've always admired Lord Yueyu, and I hope to see each other." Gan Yao pulled Ling Shucheng, who was standing straight, down.

"...... like this" Luo Ziyang waved his hand, and two people next to him immediately stood up, one left and one right, neatly opening the curtain.

The rumored moon god knelt quietly on the futon, looking no more than eleven or twelve years old, but there was a quiet and faint bewitching taste in his flickering eyes.

Bewitch? Gan Yao looked at this beautiful little girl whose thighs were probably no thicker than her arms, and was stunned by her momentary feeling.

But this beautiful little girl didn't pay the slightest attention to her, but looked straight at Ling Shucheng, who was sitting on the ground with a straight back.

Lovingly? Gan Yao was stunned again, and turned his head to look at Ling Shucheng, who was still expressionless.

"Is that him?" Gan Yao heard Luo Ziyang ask softly in Lord Yueyu's ear.

That's true. Gan Yao wanted to make eye contact with Ling Shucheng, but found that he had been staring at the little girl thoughtfully.

Well, no wonder. Gan Yao "cut" a little in his heart, he couldn't see it, it turned out that Ling Shucheng was concerned about this type.

Lord Yueyu, who was almost as white as a piece of paper, nodded with difficulty, Luo Ziyang pretended to reach out and help her, and soon turned around and took the bowl presented by another priest behind him, stood up, and walked to Ling Shucheng's side step by step: "Drink it." You should know about our rituals, right? ”

The priest who was holding the curtain left and right also paced to Ling Shucheng's side, Gan Yao's eyelids suddenly jumped, and seeing Ling Shucheng, who honestly took the bowl, suddenly opened his mouth.

"Wait ......" She had just spit out a word, Ling Shucheng had already drunk it all with heroic and heartless eyes, looked at her calmly, and then suddenly turned pale and fell straight to the ground.

"Gan vice-team, huh? Well done. After being silent for a while, Luo Ziyang patted her shoulder vigorously, and then stepped forward, as if to probe Ling Shucheng's breathing, and nodded with satisfaction, "It's done, call it a day." While this kid is still fresh, send it for dissection, and see if you can get a little bit of what Mr. Quanlin wants. ”

Gan Yao tried his best to control his expression, but his eyes kept glancing in the direction of Ling Shucheng: "He...... He's dead? Captain Zong didn't say anything ......"

"Captain Zong told me, what do you think?" Luo Ziyang looked at her, "You are sure to capture him alive, but I feel that normal torture may not be rewarding, so I want to use the power of Lord Yuelu to start from his dream." ”

"But, you ......" Gan Yao bit his lip and tried to digest the reality.

"It's a pity that Lord Moon Duck has tried it on him before, this kid is quite capable, and this method doesn't work." Luo Ziyang kicked Ling Shucheng in the abdomen, who was motionless, "Then, since you can't ask anything, it's a hidden danger to keep it, it's good that you can bring him here and let us kill him easily." ”

“…… What did he just drink? ”

"Some kind of cyanide, I just went to get it, even if he has two lives, it's not enough to die." Luo Ziyang raised his eyebrows, "I didn't expect us to do it so simply, right?" When I was a child, I used to watch detectives, and the villains in them generally died of obsessive-compulsive disorder, or talked too much. So I didn't bother to delay with him, and I had to play a trick of dancing gods, so I just killed it. ”

Gan Yao swallowed his saliva, looked at Ling Shucheng's corpse, and suddenly recalled the discussion between the two of them a moment earlier.

"How can you be sure, those people will definitely let you see Lord Moon Owl before you do it, and they won't close the door as soon as they see you...... Dead? She remembers asking herself.

"Because they haven't seen me, they won't take your word for it, and they will definitely confirm that I am 'me' before they can do it with peace of mind." Ling Shucheng's tone was unwavering, "And the 'Moon Bird God' in your mouth has seen me, so they will probably ask her to confirm it." ”

“…… It would be nice if I could see it so smoothly. According to their usual rules, at least they will give you a chance to dream before they kill you, and you will have a chance to escape. ”

"Not necessarily." Ling Shucheng seemed to be repeatedly confirming something with people all night, almost pinching some action.

"You'd better pray that the saliva I've worked so hard for during the day will be of some use." Gan Yao said seriously, "Otherwise, you may not be able to wait for any arrangement to be done at all, and those few are not fuel-efficient lamps." ”

"If anything, you might as if you didn't tell me about it." Ling Shucheng's tone was calm, "However, I don't think I'm going to die easily." ”

So, what's the matter now?

Gan Yao watched as Luo Ziyang pulled out his dagger and shook it in front of Ling Shucheng's bloodless face, as if to identify whether this was a real face.

You're thinking too much. Gan Yaoxin said, you just take a handkerchief and wipe the powder, this person will not play such a trick as disguise at all.

Don't blame me. In a trance, Gan Yao seemed to see Lord Yueyu sitting in the curtain move, and his beautiful face was full of interest.