Although she didn't say it explicitly.

"I ......" Chitose opened his mouth to argue, but finally gave a soft "um".

Forget it, she is in a hurry, presumably he can see it. It's useless to cover up, just admit it generously.

The young man said in a deep voice: "The only way to do this is to hurry up and speed up the action." "It's only right to get her out as soon as possible.

The problem now is that, no matter how unwilling he is, the Asura has already made a claim, and the blessed son has also used it. Now that the tracing of the dying realm has begun to see the light of day, he is no longer worried that he will not let Chitose immediately put away Fushengzi, otherwise the consequences of the bad luck at this time will be uncontrollable, and I am afraid that Chitose will lose all his efforts.

Blaming her no more would help. Thinking about this, the anger in his heart only rippled a little, and in the blink of an eye, he regained his calm.

He didn't look very angry, and Chitose was overjoyed: "That's right!"

Seeing her smiling and blooming, Yan Saburo wanted to speak and stopped, and finally turned into a long sigh: "Go out, they should come." ”

As it turned out, the Poseidon Envoy's patience was even better than he expected.

He walked back to the ruined wall and waited another half hour.

Bai Ling waited, waited, waited until her legs were numb.

Not sleeping in the middle of the night, squatting behind a broken wall and waiting for a ghost to appear was also a novel experience for her.

She wanted to stomp her feet, but she didn't dare to stretch her legs under Yan Saburo's gaze, so she only rubbed her hands. Both were afraid to make too much noise.

The more time passed, the more impatient she became: "How do you know that it will come?"

"It can also track Nairo. Yan Saburo also answered Chitose's question, "Talent." ”

The talent of the Poseidon Messenger.

Chitose understood, but Bai Ling fell into the clouds: "What kind of talent?

Yan Saburo suddenly pointed to his lips and silently "shhh

Here it comes.

Seeing his solemn face, Bai Ling also subconsciously held her breath, completely forgetting that she had just bypassed the Hidden Soul Incense.

A few breaths passed.

More than a dozen breaths have passed.

Dozens of breaths passed, and the streets were empty, and there was nothing.

No one, could this guy be mistaken? Bai Ling turned her head to look at Yan Sanlang, but saw the young man staring out the window, his eyes like a knife.

Here it comes.

She hurriedly looked out the window again, and saw a few people walking out of the long street, dressed like ordinary people, but the leader was a woman, over thirty years old, with a beautiful face, but her face was a little pale.

These are the people Yan San is waiting for...... Oh no, the hell?

Bai Ling looked at the ground, and each one had a faint shadow that was barely visible.

These people walked to the front of the small building and also stood still. The woman looked Xiaolou up and down: "It's here." ”

She turned her head and instructed her two subordinates: "Stay behind." Then he went to the door.

She also seemed to take a long breath before pushing the door open.

"Squeak-" The movement sounded in the empty night, and it was particularly bared.

Immediately afterward, she led the rest of the group across the threshold and disappeared into the darkness of the small building.

They went in. Bai Ling tugged at Yan Saburo's sleeve. The leaders have already gone in, when will they act?

Yan Saburo shook his head at her slightly, not in a hurry.

Just now, the Seagod Envoy inflicted a heavy blow on Nai Luo in the City Lord's Mansion and cut out one of its eyes, and Yan Saburo guessed that she would also return from outside the city at night and continue to follow the clues of the Dying Realm.

City Lord Wu also said that this monster has been roaming the entire Taoyuan territory for countless years, and if there is really a guardian in the local area, it probably knows about it. And Yan Saburo also knew that the Seagod Envoy's talent was special, and since she had touched Nairo, it was likely that she would use the talent of shared vision to observe its direction.

In other words, it is likely that through Nairo's eyes, she "sees" the guardian of the Dying Realm!

This advantage, he can't compare. What's more, Chitose found out that the contact between the treacherous nest spider placed on Nairo and Tu Xing'er was broken!

It was discovered.

......

The City Lord's Mansion was busy.

The crowd of onlookers has been dispersed, and the government soldiers and subordinates are busy with the aftermath.

"The holes in the exterior walls can be repaired by tomorrow morning. "The chief has come to report the good news. The City Lord's Mansion represents the face of the owner here, and a big hole was blown through by a hurricane inexplicably, what does it look like?" "In addition, the workshop where the fireworks are stacked has been scratched, and tomorrow night's fireworks festival will be affected, do you want to rush to make ......?"

The fireworks festival is the signature of Pantugou, which has been held for more than ten years, and is also a symbol of local strength - in a place where people can't eat enough, who still has the heart to make fireworks and set off fireworks?

Previously, the lord of Wu City also used it to gather popularity, and he has always paid attention to the holding of the fireworks festival.

"Everything. City Lord Wu's mind was no longer on these trivial matters, "There is another urgent matter at present, you have someone to go through the account books." Then he said Yan Saburo's request, "Find such a person, the sooner the better!"

"The surname is Wang, with an inscription in the name?" the manager Wei Wei said, "I'll go and find it, but there are only two people in our steward who can read and count......"

can read and write, can do arithmetic, this is a great skill, and few people in the entire city lord's mansion can do it.

"Go ahead. City Lord Wu frowned slightly. How could his men have been so stupid?

The manager answered the call to leave, suddenly thought about it, turned around and said, "By the way, there seems to be a steward in our house surnamed Wang Daiming." ”

City Lord Wu's eyes condensed slightly: "Who?"

"It's called Wang Mingzhi, who is weak and weak, and does accounts in the house, and also helps to make Pan Tugou's account books. "The chief pipe," he is good-looking, and he is also gentle, and he is very liked by the girls in the house. ”

He was only about twenty years old, which was in line with the description of the boy surnamed Yan. It can't be such a coincidence, the person he is looking for has always been in his own mansion? The city lord of Wu is even more interested: "When will he enter the mansion, why don't I know?"

"About two years ago. He said that he could write and calculate, and I was recruited into the house after I tested it. The chief was embarrassed, "I reported it to you, but at that time you were busy fighting, and you ...... heard about it."

Forget it. City Lord Wu knew that at that time, he was busy attacking other cities, how could he have time to control the people in his own mansion?

But, two years ago?

At that time, he had just laid down the city lord's mansion and pocketed Pan Tugou, and this surnamed Wang came?

"Where are the others?"

The manager replied dryly, "At this time, you should sleep at home, right?" In the middle of the night, of course, the living people sleep in their own homes.

"Nonsense!" City Lord Wu exhaled a breath of irritability, "I'll ask where his house is!"

"Oh, I'll go check it out!" The chief manager ran away, and the city lord of Wu pressed his forehead, feeling a little tired, but he was glad that he was lucky. Otherwise, there are tens of thousands of residents in Pantugou, and the stewards will have to look through the accounts and look for them one by one, and they will have to find them for several days.

It's all effortless, that's the best.