"My king, are you still sitting at this point?" When Yin Jiaolong heard this, he was simply stunned: "Haven't you thought about these things, the chief has also thought about it. So he broke you away to keep you from worrying?"

After saying that, before I could respond this time, Yin Jiaolong hurriedly said again, "My king, first of all, don't be blindly optimistic. I'm not sure how to deal with the Heavenly Dao Academy, and I don't have any to deal with the Heavenly Dao."

"Well, that's the truth, I believe." Seeing that Yin Jiaolong finally stopped talking, I nodded in agreement.

But from Zhang Lingyu's point of view, you can know that the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Academy are not trivial.

And the Rakshasa corpse pattern is not something that anyone can play.

"So what?" Hearing my response, Yin Jiaolong could be said to be stunned by the whole thing: "My king, I really don't know whether to praise you for your excellent psychological quality or your bad brain."

Originally, I was going to continue to tease the Yin Jiaolong, but I looked like he was going to be fainted by me at any moment.

In the end, I gave up.

"Okay, you go and close the window first, and I'll tell you well."

Hearing my words, Yin Jiaolong was stunned, but he immediately did so and cast a diaphragm at the same time, but was stopped by me: "No need to be like this, no one is eavesdropping at this time."

"Okay, then you can tell you, my king." Hearing this, Yin Jiaolong hesitated for a moment and finally stopped casting the spell and asked.

"You think all of this was designed by Candle Jiuyin, and we are passively entering the game. So everything is going against us right now, right?" I looked at Yin Jiaolong Dao.

"That's right." Yin Jiaolong nodded very sincerely: "Maybe the chief thought of something, but he never expected that Candle Jiuyin and them would be so shameless. Not only do we want to use it, but we also want to be a double agent. It's confusing to say that it's still a concern, the chief wants to find the Sanskrit sound for you, and he wants to help you fuse your divine sense."

"But I don't think so." I shook my head.

Yin Jiaolong was not surprised that I would say this, he just shook his head and said with a smile: "My king, you are blindly worshipping, and I can understand that you are in love. But ...... "

"The Rakshasa corpse pattern is a long-lost secret art, but the Zangmen Ghost Seal can be dissolved." I didn't explain too much, just a sentence to get to the point.

Hearing my words, Yin Jiaolong was slightly stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses: "My king, what do you mean by this?"

Obviously, he has Yin Jiaolong's cleverness, and he already understands that I believe that Lin Yi is not a love brain.

But he couldn't figure out the deeper meaning.

Or maybe he didn't dare to think about it.

I had nothing to hide from him, so I pondered for a moment and said truthfully, "Don't you think it's strange that the connection between the two is connected?"

"I think it's weird." Yin Jiaolong also nodded very honestly.

"But ......" Obviously, after a battle between heaven and man, Yin Jiaolong finally chose to ask, "My king, you shouldn't be suspicious of Elder Wu, right?"

"Could it be that he also has something to do with the Heavenly Dao Academy?"

"Then we're a little bit lucky."

"No, I'm not suspicious of the fourth uncle." I shook my head and denied, "I just think that maybe this time it wasn't Candle Jiuyin who set a trap to pull us in. It's Lin Yi's anti-guest to pull them into the game."

"Huh?!" Hearing my words, Yin Jiaolong was completely stunned: "Dare to love my king, are you suspicious?"

"Then why did he do it? Is it really because of that?" Yin Jiaolong asked.

Later, I also told Yin Jiaolong about Emperor E, and he was originally my subordinate and had nothing to hide. The second is to come to the ancient land to protect the uneven will meet Emperor E.

If such a major event does not give Yin Jiaolong a preventive shot in advance, his character will definitely blow up.

"It's not." I shook my head again: "Regarding the matter of Emperor E, Lin Yi has already confessed to me. And I don't doubt Lin Yi, he will definitely not harm me."

"My king, since the chief won't harm you, then what you just said doesn't make sense." Yin Jiaolong's brain was all mushy when I said this.

But in fact, there are many things that I don't understand.

So, after a moment of silence, I finally spoke, "Yin Jiaolong, in fact, Zhuang Yan didn't mention Emperor E at that time. He also spoke to me in a secret voice."

"What?" Yin Jiaolong asked.

He was present the whole time, but he didn't hear Zhuang Yan's secret voice.

So the Yin Jiaolong was very surprised by this.

I looked around to make sure there wasn't anything wrong with me, and then I said, "He said the bell was jingling."

What's that?

"My king, is this a spell? Or is it the term for what formation?" After thinking about it seriously, Yin Jiaolong asked.

"Neither." I denied, "I looked through a lot of ancient books to make sure it wasn't a spell or a term. If there's anything wrong with saying this, it's probably that it has my name in it."

This, this......

Yin Jiaolong was speechless: "My king, modern people have long been not as particular about their names as in ancient times, and they have paid attention to what kind of typesetting they have. And your name Jingle Bell is also very arbitrary. So could it be that you're thinking too much?"

"There is such a possibility, so I don't know what Zhuang Yan is trying to express."

I'm telling the truth, and Yin Jiaolong obviously knows it.

So eventually, he thought about it and said, "And then? My king, if you have doubts, do you need me to do something? After all, we all believe that the chief will not harm you, but don't let him fall into the trap of others because he cares."

"Hmm." I nodded, "I need you to help me talk to Wu Buwen about Lin Yi's childhood."

"What happened when the chief was a child?" The Yin Jiaolong was obviously a little surprised by my request: "Is there any specific category or that thing?"

"Nope." I shook my head, "As long as it's about Lin Yi when he was a child, it can be big or small. But the only thing that doesn't arouse Wu Buwen's suspicions."

"No problem." Yin Jiaolong immediately nodded: "Chief, don't worry, every elder likes to recall the childhood events of their juniors. I believe that Wu Lao is no exception, since you don't have a specific category. Then I'll make it as natural as a normal conversation."

"Okay, thank you, Yin Jiaolong." I said earnestly and sincerely.

Hearing my words, Yin Jiaolong couldn't help but smile slightly: "My king, do you and I still need to say thank you?"

"But can you tell me why you want to ask the chief about his childhood?"

Obviously, Yin Jiaolong felt very strange about this.

"I don't know why, but I vaguely feel like I'm going to do it. It's as if I think Zhuang Yan's sentence 'Jingle bells' doesn't seem to be made up on purpose, nor does it seem like it's here to deceive me. It's about the truth that really lies in." I'll be honest.

For Zhuang Yan, Yin Jiaolong naturally didn't believe it.

But he trusted me 100%, so Yin Jiaolong said, "Cheng, then leave this matter to me. I'll find out if I'm sure I'll find any new clues."