The whirring evening breeze was still blowing imperceptibly, still tidying up the ranks, and from time to time there were cracks or small episodes of fists and kicks, but none of these things disturbed the unexpected explorers that Wang Hui observed.

Switching back to the normal horizon, the empty balcony, Wang Hui also touched his chin and pondered that he was obviously not a normal person like this, and then he sighed and realized that he seemed to be included in it, normally he could also hide in the shadow realm, that was not just a scene.

Maybe the circle of the dead crow was too deliberate, and within ten minutes, the strange man on the balcony disappeared, Wang Hui didn't care at all, and secretly asked Long Ling to register and wait to look through the old information to see if he could have some fun.

Looking up at the moon that had already crossed the center of the sky, and then looking at the group of people who continued to grind in the light mirror, Wang Hui suddenly felt that he was too stupid to stay here.

As soon as his thoughts turned, the door of the stagnant space around him suddenly opened in the next second, and the originally empty upper floor also sounded an endless stream of sounds, this is the puppet army that has been in ambush on the upper floor of the tower for a long time is withdrawing, and Wang Hui himself entered the dimensional gap in one step, and there is a dragon spirit behind him to ensure that the puppet closes the space door after withdrawing.

The blurry scene floated in front of Wang Hui's eyes frame by frame, and the fragmented space gap was like a labyrinth, with a large number of cut spaces spliced together haphazardly, but in Wang Hui's eyes, which had already touched a little space law, a tortuous passage appeared in front of him.

The brisk toes pointed at the spatial fulcrum that appeared from time to time, and Wang Hui, who was dressed in a black trench coat, looked at the swaying flying through the air, but in fact, the lightning and flint had already passed through the rugged space gap in a few seconds and landed on a roof ridge.

A layer of black shadow shrouded his body, and even though there was a team of guards on the opposite wall staring intently in this direction, no one noticed Wang Hui who was close at hand.

"Master, this is where the target is. ”

With the message of confirmation from Long Ling, Wang Hui looked at the undulating buildings behind the wall, and recalled the information collected by Long Ling about the king of the black market.

According to the archives of the Security Bureau, this person first appeared 300 years ago, and was first recorded by the Security Bureau that received the police later because of the friction and fight with people who opened a gambling stall.

Behind is the old-fashioned underworld process, during the period when black deeds are involved everywhere, this person's career is also considered lucky, and the ups and downs only a hundred years have broken through the Jindan cultivation, and finally stabilized a territory.

However, the later experience is very vague, only recording that after this person broke through the Jindan period, he originally had a posture of expanding the territory, and summoned countless people led by him, which made the garrison bureau nervous.

But just when he was about to break the balance and stir up the whole block, an unusual thing happened, sweeping the entire block, and then this person shrank his territory unusually peacefully, and quietly began to set foot in the black market, from small to large two hundred years over, to now completely surround the entire block of the underground black market, which is also the growth history of an alternative underground king.

As for the events of that year, which were covered up in the case file, coupled with the cross-comparison of other archival materials of that year, Wang Hui could easily find a large number of death certificate records, and it can be said that there must have been a bloody scene at that time, which was definitely comparable to a tragic battle.

Because comparing the population records of the previous and subsequent years, the total population of about 800,000 was originally about 800,000, and the next year directly fell to less than 200,000, Wang Hui couldn't help but sigh that the smell of blood hidden behind this record was rare for a thousand years.

Although the number of people who die on the alien beast battlefield on the Blue Illusion Star is also measured in tens of thousands, and it is normal for hundreds of thousands a year, but the direct death of three-quarters of the population in this block almost made the entire block collapse into ruins.

In particular, the people who died were all civilians, not soldiers who had long known their life and death on the battlefield, and Wang Hui was particularly strange that there was no specific record, whether it was official or private, personal records, and any information that Long Ling searched for did not have a formal narrative.

It seems that the whole world is covering up, which makes Wang Hui strange, the official covers up the information for some reason, there is nothing to say, Wang Hui also understands that many things are better than breaking out, but the people also spontaneously cover up the truth, that is, it is too weird.

Not to mention that some people with strange personalities will involuntarily record some things, even rigorous large businesses or industry gatherings will generally record some things privately as a retrospective inspection, but judging from the results of Long Ling's current inspection, there is no positive narrative, which is very unexpected.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a record, just ask the person concerned directly, and just solve the problem together. ”

Void step, one step flew over the fence, stepped on the nearest roof, and the breathing of the sleeping servants in the room under his feet could be clearly heard, and the perception confirmed that the upper left corner was just the two of them sleeping.

Moving to the center, with a hard step, Yuan Li poured into the roof, and after a fine inaudible sound, the whole void that had been reduced to nothing appeared, and Wang Hui's empty body floated, but the two black chains in the void around him had already broken through the air first.

In an instant, the two chains were accurately poured into the bodies of the two sleeping servants below, and in the next second, a layer of gray-white stone visible to the naked eye spread out from the place where the chains entered the body, and before the servants who felt the abnormality opened their eyes, the gray-white completely enveloped the two servants, looking like two stone statues.

Without Wang Hui's instructions, Long Ling immediately extracted the soul of the servant and tortured the information of the entire mansion, and checked whether the drawings found from the block construction were correct or not.

This mansion is arranged according to the rotation of the five elements, with a total of six areas of gold, wood, water, fire, earth and the center, and each area is arranged with different scenery and buildings according to the current ownership of the five elements, especially when there are many hidden magic circle nodes that are also hidden, but these are not things that the servants can know.

It is also the detailed drawings of the construction institute, and many deliberately vacant locations allow Wang Hui to confirm the location of the magic circle, of course, the follow-up transformation of the house is essential, with the pattern of the black market owner, the house remains unchanged is strange, but fortunately, some basic layouts cannot be changed, that is, the main road.

The main road connecting the buildings in various regions is particularly symmetrical when it was built, that is, the road is laid out according to the pattern of the formation, plus the links of some formation nodes in the back, resulting in the possibility of changing it later. Read the latest chapter of "One Man's Cultivation Claw Book House" for free for the first time.