Chapter Twenty-Three: Suspicion Reappears

"Well, you ask. Hua Manlou replied helplessly.

"I want information about these people, all, including accommodation, weapons, habits, hobbies, weaknesses and strengths, immediately!" Guan Daocun said excitedly, obviously not wanting to miss such a good opportunity.

"Always available. ”

"Feng En, Gongsun Duan, Wudang Huang He, Yang Zhen, Lu Ping, Guan Shanyue. ”

Hua Manlou was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, and then drank a few sips of wine before saying, "You don't look like a person surnamed Wang." ”

"What do you mean?"

"The Dongzhou Guan family, the Gao family, and the Feng family openly rebelled against the Wang Group three years ago, and they must be a thorn in the side of the Wang family; Wudang Huanghe secretly betrayed the sect and stole dozens of Tibetan scriptures, but now he has been expelled from the sect and is already an outcast; The Xizhou Guan family and the Dongzhou Guan family have been feuding for generations, and they have long taken refuge in the Wang Group, but they cannot be trusted; The Yang family, the Lu family, and the Gongsun family are the loyal dogs of the Wang Group...... Don't you know that?"

"What does it matter?"

"It's a big deal! It's not someone you should kill. Although these people are all abandoned sons of the Wang Group, but each of them is still not to be underestimated, if it is not for the people of the Wang Group, how can they be willing to get rid of these abandoned sons, Du, Tun, Jiang, and Hu?"

Hua Manlou finished the last few words word by word, and suddenly his right hand flipped back, and three silver lights flew behind him, only to hear the three sounds of "Dangdangdang", and a spear had already picked off three rope darts.

Lin Ying didn't know when he was already standing behind him.

"Blood-soaked buildings? Lin Ying asked with a smile.

"What's the matter?

"Of course—welcome, shall you have a drink?" Lin Ying picked up his wine glass, poured a full glass of wine, and pushed it out towards Hua Manlou.

But the wine was not spilled.

Lin Ying's internal force had been condensed in the wine glass, and he rushed towards Hua Manlou with a roar!

"Is it such a good treatment? I can't bear it!" Hua Manlou obviously understood, and he also slapped it out, facing Lin Ying's temptation.

"How can a guest not drink the owner's wine?" Lin Ying suddenly increased his strength, and ripples rippled in the wine.

"No need, thank you!" Hua Manlou also increased his strength, and the ripples disappeared.

"This is a good sake, why don't you try it?" Lin Ying's other hand suddenly reached out, approaching Hua Manlou's wrist.

"I don't have time to pick it up!" Hua Manlou also stretched out his hand and gestured with Lin Ying.

The two are still indistinguishable.

"Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

Two bursts of laughter came at the same time, and the wine glass exploded with a "bang", and the wine splashed on the faces of both at the same time.

"Good wine!" Hua Manlou said with a serious expression.

"You're welcome. Lin Ying replied with the same seriousness.

"I'll be back another day. Hua Manlou shook his hand, and a roll of paper flew towards Guan Daocun, and at the same time turned to leave.

Lin Yingtan took the note and slowly flattened it.

Guan Daocun knew that this was a secret letter to himself, if Lin Ying saw it, would it ......

Lin Ying has already rolled out the note:

"I have most of the information of the nine sons, and if you want to open the underground palace, I will accompany you at any time. Also, there's only one free spot, so if you're too soft-hearted, maybe I'll decide for myself. If you can get it back, don't use it anymore, it's not clean. ”

"It seems that he is nothing remarkable, and those who want to open the Nine Wombs are all money fans. Lin Ying said boredly.

Guan Daocun breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was not a trouble. Suddenly, his heart shook-

A letter was stuffed into his shirt at some point.

What a quick hand, such a deep scheming......

That night, 戌時.

Taking advantage of Lin Ying's absence, Guan Daocun immediately took out the letter, but after only reading five words, his eyes were already widened.

"You have a pseudonym Qiu Dao, and your real name is Guan Daocun. Came to Nanzhou for revenge, and participated in the underground competition in order to win back the Jianhua Sword.

Gao Xingkong has entrusted you with the Tianma gun and marksmanship, and it is not surprising that you have practiced three of the seven styles and nine changes. Your swordsmanship is not the Guan family's demon subduing swordsmanship, but the number of wild roads on the rivers and lakes.

I guess you're going to challenge the two immortals.

If you're going to go, the Xun Immortals are in the pine forest outside the Wind Thunder Pavilion, and their human moves are known for their clever changes, and they are the masters of the eight of the nine sons. The Earthquake Immortal lives at the top of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, does not use weapons, and has the potential of thunder.

To get back to the point, I recommend that you don't overdo it, because although I have solved the Huagong San, but I have also clicked on your acupoints, you can still only use the three powers. If you still want to return to the top, in addition to penance, there is another way, tonight, in the attic of the inn, tell me your decision, and before Laba, practice Tianma marksmanship to five styles and seven changes.

Don't ask me why I know so much, there are a lot of undercurrents in the world, you just don't know. In the end, Lin Ying is 'not simple'. ”

The signature is "Bloody Building".

All the information, word for word, is all correct.

Guan Daocun pinched the letter and shattered the paper with internal force, this is the rule of the rivers and lakes, and the things you see can't be kept.

Lin should not be simple?

Really......

When the child is in the attic of the inn.

There was no light in the attic, but Guan Daocun could feel a pair of eyes staring at him.

"Say what. "Guan Daocun, as always, no nonsense.

"It's nothing, have you thought about the matter of the Nine Wombs?"

"You're really just in it for the money?"

"Not necessarily, because I understand that the reason why a generation of gods is canonized is not just because of the nine sons, but because of something deeper—or spirit. I want to see what the hell this is. ”

"Hmph, I hope so. I'll help you. ”

"Okay. Happy to work with. ”

"Tell me," Guan Daocun said suddenly, "How do you know that Lin Ying is not simple?"

"You're only seventeen years old with him, aren't you?"

"Yes. ”

"A seventeen-year-old has more than three times the depth of internal strength than me, and I'm only nineteen years old this year. It's two years, but there's definitely something wrong with that gap. Isn't it enough to explain the problem that the Mocking Wind Marksmanship advocates striking stillness with movement, overcoming softness with rigidity, and the deep and long internal force is harmful?"

Guan Daocun did not speak.

Hua Manlou continued: "You guessed it, maybe he is really the 'mastermind'. ”

"What should I do?"

"Regardless of him, because whether it is right or wrong, we are not his opponents, and the shot is harmful, steady!" Hua Manlou pressed Guan Daocun's shoulder, and pressed his other hand on Guan Daocun's lower abdomen, rushing away the pointed acupoint.

"I only wish you weren't named Wang. ”

The two said at the same time.