"Then I'm leaving!"

Qingwen said with a smile to the flying fire behind her, and then turned around and walked into the corridor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind and rain outside here are still very strong, although there is no worry about rain, but there is still some noisy wind whistling in the corridor.

The girl's skirt is free and easy in the wind, although she and Spitfire didn't say anything more. However, I am afraid that the other party already knows the thoughts of the two.

Although the boy was not full of sorrow, she was definitely not at ease, even if she had already made her attitude clear.

If you don't say one thing, and I don't say it, can we all let it go together?

When Spitfire looked again, only a beautiful figure had just disappeared from his sight.

There are some things that are too late when you want to see them.

On the waves of Dongting Lake, the three boats were moving very smoothly, and only the boatmen trained by Yunmeng Tangmen themselves could find the right direction in such a bad situation.

Win Quan stood by the porthole, and he tried to find the road sign on the lake, but there was nothing on the lake to mark.

"It's really funny, what do you rely on to find the direction of such a storm?" Winning Springs' eagle-like eyes, unable to find a flaw in the lake, turned his gaze to the deck above his head.

"Eh, come here!" Ying Quan first stopped the maid who had been waiting outside the door and asked, "I'm curious about your Tang Sect, will you not get lost in this storm?"

The maid smiled and said, "Childe, I don't know about this matter, every time I go out of the island, there is a special person to drive the boat, and we don't care about these things!"

"Is it!" Ying Quan's eyes were very sharp, and he didn't see a trace of lie in the maid's expression.

But this is also normal, how can a maid of this level know such a thing.

"Yunmeng Tangmen is a sect that has risen in Yuezhou in the past 20 years, and its name in recent years has to overshadow the main family of Yunmeng Tangmen-Shuzhong Tangmen. However, the helm of the Yunmeng Tang Sect is extremely mysterious, on a certain island in that Dongting Lake, no outsider has successfully climbed it on his own!"

"What I want to find out, no one can cover up!"

Ying Quan took advantage of the wind and walked to the deck outside, which was still raining heavily.

When he walked through the cabin, he also caught a glimpse of the two court officials still drinking and making gifts, and actually pulled the maid in to accompany the wine, just like going to Fireworks Willow Alley.

"Cattle!" Eizumi cursed in a low voice, and walked straight to the staircase leading to the deck.

Above deck, near the back of deck, there is a steering wheel room, enclosed on all sides by fine teak.

Around the steering wheel room, it is also covered with Ming Wa, but you can only see the outside from the inside, not the inside from the outside.

The wheelhouse is completely isolated from the cabin underneath, with only a moving rope ladder for going up and down, and the door to the wheelhouse is also a small iron door with a lock. This also shows the importance of the steering wheel room, and even the crew on the ship does not know who is driving the ship.

Ying Quan walked underneath the steering wheel room, the heavy rain outside obscured his footsteps, and he needed to find a way to enter the steering wheel room in this stormy situation.

He pulled up his cloak to cover his figure, and pressed against the wooden façade of the ship's room, carefully winding under the place where the rope ladder had been placed.

As soon as you look up, you can see the flag hanging above the steering wheel room, and the "Yunmeng Tangmen" flag on the mast in the middle of the deck reflects each other.

The bean-sized raindrops fell mercilessly on Ying Quan's face, but his cold face did not waver in the slightest.

His position was about two feet away from the deck behind the steering wheel room, and without the help of his strength, even a person with excellent light skills would not be able to easily go up in such conditions.

However, Ying Quan is not just a person with "excellent light skills", he saw the opportunity, jumped on the spot, and then stretched out two fingers on his left and right hands in mid-air, and slammed them into the wooden wall.

Miraculously, although his strength was just right, he did not destroy the wall, but with this power, he took off into the air again, and then lowered himself to avoid the portholes made of bright tiles, and crouched down in front of the door of the steering wheel room.

"It seems that my 'eagle finger' has not regressed, but it came in handy today!"

Ying Quan carefully eavesdropped on the sound in the steering room, but the walls of the steering wheel room, as well as the portholes, and the doors were specially treated, so that the sound in the steering wheel room could not be transmitted to the outside at all.

"It's really very strict, a small new sect, how many secrets do not want people to know to this extent?" Ying Quan smiled coldly, took out something like a steel needle from his arms, and then stroked it with his hand on the wall of the steering wheel room, urging the internal strength to find the weak parts of the wall.

He quickly found it, and then two fingers twisted the steel needle and thrust it into the wall, exactly where he had chosen.

Then Ying Quan quickly turned the small steel needle, although he encountered something like an iron plate on the way, but he quickly pierced it, leaving a small hole in the solid wall that was so small that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.

He leaned down and gathered his strength on his eyes, his eagle-like eyes, and he had also practiced another strange kind of kung fu, "eagle eyes", things that ordinary people could not see, but he could see clearly.

Even the hole, which was the size of a steel pin, could see what was going on inside the steering wheel.

In the steering wheel room, there are two deputies and one at the helm, which transmits instructions to the people below through various channels.

In the center of the steering wheel room, there is a table, on which is probably the road map.

"I see, only the three of them know the route?" A triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Win Quan's mouth, although he couldn't get in, he had already made a note of the faces of the three people, if he could find one of the three people in the future and use it.

"Then there is no secret to the route to Kamibeshimsujima!"

Ying Quan gathered his true qi in the palm of his hand, urging the internal force to cover the small hole, and under the squeeze of his internal force, the small hole seemed to have never appeared.

He rolled over and jumped off the deck, then took off his cloak from his head and confidently walked up the stairs to the lower cabin