(I feel that the popularity is much worse than the previous book, but I can only use hard work to win everyone's support.)

This chapter is to compensate for the shortcomings of the previous chapter, and the other is to thank all of you who supported me with a subscription tipping monthly pass. Continue to ask for everyone's support, I really want to update a lot, ten is my goal, I hope you can help me reach ~)

Xiao Yan heard the word seal, and thought for a while, but there was no need to think too much at this time.

The so-called car must have a road before the mountain, although the East Factory claims to be unable to get in and out, but Xiao Yan believes that if the capital is in chaos, the people of the East Factory will not escape the blame, so no matter what, it will not be too difficult for them.

What's more, Xiao Yan believes that with his own strength, it is not impossible to kill in this East Factory, and when the time comes, it will be necessary for people to see who is more ruthless.

As for Laikaon, he is even more at a loss for institutions like the East Factory.

As a trialist, I came here to complete the trial task, not to understand the bureaucratic structure of Huaxia, and I have only heard of the famous name of Dongchang at most.

Let him be scared unless there are a few more awakened ones in the East Factory.

A group of people flocked into the gate of the East Factory, and the head of the big stall first gave a salute in front of the statue of Yue Fei in front of the shadow wall, and muttered a few words in his mouth, which is nothing more than how tonight is, finally blessed by Wuqu Xing, and everyone is safe.

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Xiao Yan, smiled apologetically, and said, "There is a labor immortal who has been waiting for a long time, so let's go in and talk in detail." ”

Xiao Yan nodded, and the group walked into the side hall of the East Factory in a hurry, and came out of the side hall again, bypassing a courtyard. Entered a room that was larger than the side hall.

in this room. Two pencilers were already sitting in front of the bookcase. Just waiting for Xiao Yan and them to come, in the depths of the room, there was a curtain, and in front of the curtain, there were several burly strong men guarding there.

As soon as the school spirit and Laikaon sat down, a voice that was not too sharp came from behind the curtain: "There are two immortals here, let's not talk nonsense, just talk about what is going on tonight." The saint is still waiting for our family's reply, and once this matter is over, he has to personally thank the two immortals, I can't say it, even the saint has to come in person. ”

Xiao Yan waved his hand and said, "We, the mountain villagers, don't care too much, it's still a big deal. ”

After speaking, Xiao Yan started from being invited by the people of the Pan Mansion to how he found out that the poison in Mrs. Pan's body was wrong. And how did he think that there was an abnormality in the Buddhist hall, and how did Zuihou fight with monsters.

And so on. Said clearly, it was the origin of himself and Laikaon, who only used to cultivate immortals to seek the Tao, and did not ask about the world, as for Weishenme appearing in that pavilion, he smiled and did not speak, leaving enough suspense.

To say that Xiao Yan has not communicated with people much since he was a child, and his eloquence is not good, he obviously can't talk about moving the Six Kingdoms like Su Qin and Zhang Yi, but what he said is true, there is no exaggeration from beginning to end, and he does not show his martial arts, the more this is the case, the easier it is to explain things clearly and thoroughly.

As he described it, the entire hall slowly fell into an eerie silence, and occasionally a cold wind blew, causing goosebumps to stir up a layer of goosebumps on the sword and pen clerk who recorded Xiao Yan's words.

When he arrived at Zuihou, when Xiao Yan saw that the Buddha statue was a little weird, the sky suddenly flashed again, and the room suddenly became much brighter, so frightened that a knife and pen official couldn't help but scream in a low voice, and threw the brush in his hand on the ground.

The person behind the curtain didn't care about these details, thought about it, and asked, "Master Dao, what do you think?" ”

Xiao Yan realized that on the other side of the curtain, there was always a Taoist sitting there, but under the smoke, Xiao Yan couldn't see the specific appearance of this Taoist clearly.

In fact, from the very beginning, Xiao Yan didn't realize that there was actually a person sitting there here, and that Taoist's efforts to calm down his qi were obviously quite high.

Hearing the question of the person behind the curtain, the Taoist was quiet for a while before he said: "It's hard to say, this matter always has something to do with the bronze statue, why don't you let the fan who has seen the bronze statue come in and tell me what you see?" ”

The person behind the curtain suddenly laughed and said: "The big stall head has been fighting in the Buddha hall for a long time, and he hasn't even paid attention to the Buddha statue, and he has to let others see it after he comes out. ”

When the big stall head next to Xiao Yan heard this, he sweated like pulp, and sat there, as if there were tens of thousands of knives under his buttocks, constantly twisting, obviously scared to the extreme.

However, the person behind the curtain just said this, and did not continue to say anything, and the room was quiet for a while, and the fanzi who had recognized the bronze statue hurriedly walked in, and bowed to the curtain of the door, and said, "Meet the master of the factory." ”

"Meet Shaoti, I only ask you, who is that Buddha statue of the Pan family?"

"Report to the factory father, that Buddha statue is open-chested and open-minded, with a smile on his face, but there is a demon-slaying vajra in his hand, and it is a standing statue, not like any Bodhisattva in Buddhism, but some like Maitreya, and different from Maitreya, if you are not mistaken, that Buddha statue is probably the lifeless old mother."

After saying this, the room was quiet, and after a while, the factory man behind the door curtain laughed again, and said: "No mother, good, good mother, good mother, to this point, my son is afraid to do it, it's really good." ”

The big stall head plopped and knelt on the ground, and he didn't dare to breathe, and he didn't dare to speak with his head down.

However, the Taoist man had no scruples, and asked there: "Look at that childless old mother, what special marks are there on her face?" ”

The fan thought and thought, and whispered: "On that face, there seems to be a"

Speaking of this, Fanzi suddenly stopped talking, squatted on the ground suddenly, covered his head and roared lowly, for a while he couldn't hear what he was calling behind, but it looked like a fierce beast.

After a moment, this fan stood up suddenly, his whole body had completely changed, his face was pierced by canine teeth piercing his lips, the pupils in his eyes had long disappeared, and blood and tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, looking extremely hideous.

The body was constantly surging everywhere, and after a while, countless hands grew, and the monster looked at the people in the room, roared, and slowly squatted down, facing the direction of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, he always felt that this change was very similar to the filthy end he could create, but the filthy end could only work on the corpses of small dead animals, and now, this monster was neither a filthy life, nor was it small, it could only be said that the manufacturing level of this creature was far higher than Xiao Yan's current manufacturing capacity.

Thinking so, Xiao Yan felt that everyone around him did not move, compared to wanting to see how powerful his immortal was, even Laikaon seemed to be smiling.

Xiao Yan felt this, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled, since he wanted to see his ability, then show his ability to let them take a look, so as not to have so much nagging in the future. (To be continued......)