Although the Hidden Remnants are strong, their numbers are too small. Besides, you have been gone for five years, and now that the Divine Messenger has the upper hand, you don't have much manpower to use. "At least not on the surface. Yan Saburo said casually, "In addition, the power that can be used is nothing more than seafarers or civilians." "Apparently seafarers don't live here.

Zhuang Nanjia gave a thumbs up: "Brother Yan is as sharp as ever." "During the journey at sea, Yan Saburo showed extraordinary insight, and it is not surprising that he can see through this.

The trio walked through the woodland and did not take the main street. The black-robed guest is too conspicuous, and no matter who he visits, he will attract unnecessary attention. Yan Saburo looked at the houses that were getting clearer and clearer at the edge of the woodland, and felt familiar.

Huh, isn't it?

Chitose had already asked, "This place, we have been here." You introduced us here. "Last time, they waited here, and they waited for the guys from Qilin Xuan.

It was dark now, and they were wandering on the edge of the woodland, and it was reasonable that not many civilians could spot them. But Zhuang Nanjia still said to Yan Saburo for safety: "Can you get me into that house?" He stretched out his hand and pointed, "It's that light green ......"

Yan Saburo intercepted: "Hu Cheng's residence?"

"Yes, how do you know he lives here?" Zhuang Nanjia looked at him in surprise, and then suddenly said, "Oh, what a coincidence. ”

"Not only that, but we know why he was beaten. Chitose looked at him and smiled, "We've always wondered, why did you reach out to him? ”

Zhuang Nanjia was thick-skinned, and he was not embarrassed at all: "In this case, Brother Yan will find a way to get me in, don't attract attention." ”

Yan Saburo and Chitose both have the ability to come and go, only he has to be down-to-earth.

This is the end of the street, there are few households, the sky is dark, there are few residents walking around, and there are even insects chirping in the cracks of the walls. Yan Saburo looked at the kung fu of no one, so he lifted Zhuang Nanjia's cornices and walked on the wall, and "swished" into the wall of Hu Cheng's house.

Chitose followed.

Hu Chengcheng is the teenager who wanted to vent his anger for Ah Qian, but was broken by the guest. Later, he was whipped by the inspector and wounded. Although the executioner deliberately controlled the force, the basic damage of the Nine-Tails Whip was there after all, and he couldn't get out of bed now.

But there was the smell of fireworks in the kitchen, and the sound of pots and spoons clashing.

There are others here.

Hu Cheng was closing his eyes to recuperate, when he suddenly heard a "squeak", and someone pushed the door in.

When he opened his eyes, he saw three black-robed guests, and he suddenly became nervous: "You, you!"

hurt Ah Qian's three people, he still remembers, is the other party coming to the door to seek revenge? Hu Cheng was not angry but happy: "Okay, you sent it yourself!"

Zhuang Nanjia opened his hood and took off his mask: "Send it to the door?"

"Old man?" Hu Cheng froze, "is that you......?"

Before he could finish speaking, a voice interrupted him: "Who are you?"

The three of them followed the sound, and a strong man stood at the door staring at him, his face full of unkindness.

For the black-robed guest, he showed rare hostility.

Yan Saburo even noticed that he was cooking in the kitchen just now because the smoke on his body was very heavy.

Before Zhuang Nanjia could speak, Hu Cheng had already replied happily: "Uncle Ming, it was this old gentleman who rescued me in the atrium of Zhuxian Tower before. ”

"More than that. Zhuang Nanjia didn't take the credit alone, "and the two little friends behind me." ”

Uncle Ming's face was a little pale, but he still didn't let down his guard: "It's you, why are you here?"

"I'm coming for you, Ming'an. Zhuang Nanjia looked kind, "Saving Hu Cheng is just by the way." ”

Ming An became vigilant for a moment, and even straightened his back: "Who are you?" Why did you use Hu Cheng to get close to him? He is an inspector, no matter inside or outside his duties, he has nothing to do with these seafarers from the world.

It is precisely because of this that he must be more vigilant.

Zhuang Nanjia didn't answer immediately, but sighed leisurely: "Sixty years, I have aged so far, but you have basically not changed." ”

His voice was full of emotion.

Sixty years?Ming An frowned, had he seen this person at the last Sanssouci Valley event?

I heard Zhuang Nanjia ask next: "Ming'an, is the magic stone still with you?"

Such a simple and single sentence, but a thunderbolt exploded in Ming An's head!

"You, you!" he suddenly changed color, and then he looked closely, as if he could see a clue from Zhuang Nanjia's face, "Could it be that you are ......" Speaking of this, he was silent.

"I'm Zhuang Nanjia. Zhuang Nanjia touched his old face, "Last time I left the Hidden Country, I was younger than you." ”

"How to prove it?" Ming An stared at him tightly, although he saw a little shadow of his old acquaintance in his outline, he still said cautiously, "There is no evidence. ”

"How can it be empty words? That magic stone, you have never shown it, right?" Zhuang Nanjia smiled, "Before leaving, the last thing I said to you was: 'Where there is a will, there is a way', right?"

Ming An still had shock written in his eyes, but he pushed the only chair in front of him: "Please sit!"

Hu Cheng watched for a long time and couldn't help asking, "Uncle Ming, what's going on?"

"This is Mr. Zhuang. Ming An's face was respectful, "We were able to act cautiously for five years without being discovered by the priests, thanks to Mr. Zhuang." ”

He took out a jade jue that was polished smooth on both sides from his arms, and continued, "This is the magic stone that Mr. Zhuang gave me. As long as someone has an evil spell attached to it, it will warn it!"

This jade is grayish-white, and it has nothing to do with the word transparency. In the land of jewelry, this is the inconspicuous miscellaneous stones on the side of the road. Ming'an cherished it and collected it. With a flick of Chitose's fingers, a handful of flames flew out and lit another candle in the corner.

At the same time, the jade jue in Ming An's hand also lit up slightly.

It wasn't bright, but it was enough for everyone present. This shows that Ming An's statement is correct, and this thing can detect the existence of divine magic, or spells.

Even the well-informed Chitose is the first time I've heard of such a baby.

Ming An subconsciously glanced at her more: "You are also a letter of inspection?"

"Nope. She said lightly, "I am an outsider who has nothing to do with you. ”

Hu Chengfang looked at the jade jue in Ming An's hand and was stunned, and then suddenly realized: "No wonder! Is this Uncle Ming's method of judging the informant?"

"Hmm. Ming An nodded, "There are obviously only a few whistleblowers, but those who are dissatisfied with the priests are often arrested, which is unreasonable." After I got this magic stone, I realized that many people have fallen for witchcraft. They don't mean to snitch, but the priests can use their ears and eyes to eavesdrop and peek at what we say and do. ”

(End of chapter)