As soon as you enter the villa, there is the huge living room, which occupies the entire ground floor.

It's just that compared to this luxurious location, expensive decoration, the specific objects in the living room seem too cheap.

A few wooden tables and chairs, a wooden couch, and a tea table are all that is in the living room.

Su Yang wandered aimlessly around the room, stopped for a long time, stood in front of a wall, and frowned slightly.

In each of the four corners of this wall, a nail is driven, which is very conspicuous.

Logically speaking, something must have been hung here, but it was later moved away.

"Facing the wooden couch..."

Su Yang thoughtfully, came to the wooden couch, sat down, and leaned on.

"It's the most comfortable way to look at the wall from this angle."

"So..."

"Does the owner of the room often sit here and look at the contents hanging on the wall?"

"But with the exposure of Chunfengdu, I knew that I would definitely find this place, so I hurriedly withdrew."

"Don't leave me any clues."

"But from me to Chunfengdu, and then here, it doesn't take much time."

"That is to say..."

"There is very little time left for the owner of the room."

"Could the owner of the room be 'him'?"

"Or is it someone else who is the same as Yue Lao?"

Su Yang analyzed it seriously.

Finally, he shook his head slowly.

"No..."

"It won't be an immortal..."

"At least it won't be an immortal who has been sealed in the dust for a long time and has just recovered."

"According to the clues given by Xu Siguo, Xu Rong had already known his father ten years ago."

"So, either it's a mortal pawn that 'he' has cultivated, or..."

"It's 'him' himself."

"Xu Rong has existed in this world for too long, so long that even if he is a god, it is impossible to erase everything about him in a short period of time."

"As long as I continue to investigate Xu Rong, I will always find traces about you in it."

"Look..."

"As I said, the flaws will only tear and get bigger and bigger, not disappear with your efforts."

Su Yang's face reappeared with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"It's just that you could have killed me very easily, but you didn't dare to do it."

"What are you worried about?"

"Did you receive an order?"

"And who are the people above you, and which organization do you belong to..."

"I really hate the feeling of being raised as a pawn."

Su Yang muttered softly, still laughing one second, but becoming distressed the next.

"A rich man who is prominent in front of people, but lives a simple life behind his back..."

"It looks like a mortal, but it can use the Immortal Mist."

"Everywhere there are hints of detail..."

"Xu Rong... It's you..."

"But even if you leave in a hurry, now that you have a chance to remove the things hanging on the wall, will you really have time to clear the fog?"

Su Yang was thoughtful, like an old farmer, sitting cross-legged on the wooden couch, his hands in his sleeves, thinking seriously.

"The same fog as the land of the burial immortals is to distract me again and make me associate you with the land of the burial immortals, thus wasting a lot of time and energy to do useless work."

"Even if I wake up one day, I will feel that Xu Rong has a great problem..."

"Xu Rong maybe... It's you. ”

"Two layers of fog."

Su Yang's speed of speech gradually increased: "Since you will take the initiative to throw Xu Rong as a fog, you are naturally sure that you can hide it well and will not be exposed because of Xu Rong." ”

"But I just know that I just returned from the burial place..."

"It means that you know me well..."

"You're paying attention to me all the time..."

"So, you must need an eyeliner, an eyeliner that exists by my side and knows everything I do."

Su Yang's reasoning is quite imaginative, and there is a sense of analyzing wherever he thinks.

Even the inference just made one second will be overturned by itself the next.

"Is it lame?"

"No..."

"The lame man came to Yunhua City one step ahead of me, and he didn't know much about the place where the immortals were buried."

"Wang Qiusheng..."

"It was a coincidence that I met Wang Qiusheng."

"But Liu Chengfeng took the initiative to guide me to the place of burial immortals, and he paved the way as early as a year ago."

"Is that him?"

This time, Su Yang thought for a little longer, and finally shook his head slowly: "At present, it seems that Liu Chengfeng... Or the cooperation between Shanhai City and the immortals is not of much value..."

"There are only a few people left in the burial place."

"But..."

Su Yang's voice paused slightly: "They can only play the role of confirmation, how can he guarantee that I will definitely go to the burial place?" ”

"Tong Tong..."

"He knows the cause of Tong Tong's illness, so I will definitely be interested in the place where the immortals are buried."

"And the little scholar..."

Su Yang's voice became lower and lower, as if he had thought of something, and the whole person was completely silent.

Wisps of violent breath emerged from the surface of the body.

"Little Scholar..."

"Could it be his man..."

"Appearing at a critical moment when I'm about to reach the end of self-destruction can inadvertently lead me to do something..."

"Nope! No way! ”

"The little scholar won't lie to me, and my instincts won't lie to me."

"Yes!"

"The little scholar doesn't need to be his person, he just needs to send the little scholar to me at the right time."

"That's it!"

"He doesn't need the little scholar to give him information, and he doesn't need the little scholar to do things for him."

"This kind of chess that is played unintentionally, and has nothing to do with itself, is the most subtle and successful."

"The little scholar didn't lie to me, the little scholar is still mine!"

I don't know why, when this conclusion was analyzed, Su Yang actually breathed a sigh of relief, and his forehead was covered with sweat at some point.

He smirked and collapsed back onto the couch, looking at the ceiling, falling back into a stupor.

"Little monk, girl, Jianyi, slow boy..."

"Who's your man?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

"As long as you kill them all, you will naturally cut off a pair of your eyes."

"But I still can't catch your traces."

"Xu Rong..."

"What is the relationship between you and Xu Rong?"

"It's close, but it's fearless..."

Su Yang pondered, he didn't have any clue for a long time, and finally he could only scratch his hair irritably.

"Whatever!"

"Let's get rid of this house first!"

"What if there's something you don't have time to move?"

After more than ten minutes of thinking, Su Yang's brain finally became tired, and he didn't bother to continue thinking, but jumped down from the wooden couch, summoned a hammer, and smashed what he could see at random.

In comparison, he still prefers manual labor.

(This chapter may be a bit winding...) ）