Chapter 327: Got stuck again?

Style: Science Author: Xu Er’s catWords: 2185Update Time: 24/01/12 00:16:17
Under the sunshine, A Nian is so moving.

"Thanks."

A Nian bowed to the young man, then turned and left, his shadow stretched very long.

That day.

A Nian once again found his comrades from many years ago.

The bald boy, Zhong Kui, Cui Jue, one in white robe, one in black robe, and... Lu Qing.

What made Wang Ye grit his teeth was that Lu Qing was wearing a mask, and his appearance was completely unrecognizable.

The only information available is that of men.

In terms of body shape, if he is old, he should be in line with the tombkeeper.

More and more people gathered behind A-Nian. Even the scholar in green shirt rode a green bull and came to A-Nian's camp again, holding a scroll.

Although there is no energy at all, but...

not afraid.

However, what surprised them was that A Nian did not choose to rebel this time, but instead came up with an idea.

'Hell! '

As a result, at this moment, the screen stopped again.

Finish.

Wang Ye was petrified on the spot, wishing he could go to the Qin Mansion now, throw these three pages into the river of blood, and take a good look!

At this time, the scene slowly faded away.

The scene was completely frozen in the scene of a group of people discussing.

...

At this time, the energy in this space was very thin. Under the smoke, the figures of the soldiers suddenly exploded and turned into dust.

Is this...an extra bonus?

Wang Ye was startled for a moment, then put away the three pages of paper that he loved and hated again, took another look at the towering giant door, and turned to leave.

The plot this time was equally rewarding.

There is a strange boy, whose origin is unknown, but he looks very extraordinary.

Then, A Nian established his own force.

Hell.

In other words, are Meng Po, Cui Jue, Lu Qing and the like all members of the underworld?

He also noticed an important point.

In the No. 7 grocery store, the middle-aged man who gave himself his first piece of iron was the white-robed man who followed A-Nian.

In other words, he is also a boss from the underworld?

But why are they surrounding him?

I can't be that boy.

but...

It's not scientific.

If I was such a big shot who could guide A-Nian, how could I end up in this situation? What happened?

The most important thing is that they have different personalities.

Even if a person has amnesia or other factors, generally speaking, his character is engraved in his bones and is difficult to change. That young man obviously had a cynical and playful temperament.

Moreover, he only gave Ah Nian some guidance and had no deep connection with the underworld.

According to Wang Ye's guess, at best, his previous life should have been just someone around A-Nian.

Perhaps, other stories happened later?

Wang Ye is now almost in a state of crazy obsession with three-page papers, but unfortunately...

After taking another look at the magnificent Nantianmen and the jade seal on the door beam, he took Xiaosi away.

Xiao Wu had been standing firmly outside the door. When he saw Wang Ye coming out, he was startled: "So fast?"

Wang Ye frowned: "How long should I go in?"

"Three breaths."

Xiao Wu said without hesitation.

Will the passage of time in all fragmented spaces be different from the outside world?

But this can be considered good news. Who knows if something ominous will break out in the Lu Mansion at night. This guy is too gloomy.

In ancient times, people knew how to wear a mask so that no one could find out the truth.

And now, he is still living well and even planning something. This kind of old scheming has to make Wang Ye wary.

Leave Lu Mansion safely.

The girl with one eyeball still looked at Wang Ye from a distance, as if she was afraid of strangers.

Wang Ye glanced at the girl again, then took Xiaowu and three others into the mail truck and left.

This mission seems to be relatively easy to complete, but the dangers are all hidden in the dark.

It's like a game between chess players.

The player on his side won, and the piece was safe and sound.

But if the chess player loses, he may die without knowing how, and he will be shot into ashes in an instant.

So, is this why the post office is hesitant?

What he was hesitating about was not himself, but others?

Suddenly, Wang Ye thought of something and glanced at Xiao Wu, but he held back what he was about to say.

After all, in the picture he saw, Xiao Wu had a pet.

If we try to stimulate Xiaowu now, there will be risks on the road, so we should wait until we get home.

Return to Hell Gate.

Wang Ye asked Xiao Wu to take Xiao Er and Xiao Si back first, while he walked towards the Tianzhu branch.

Teasing Zhang Ziliang has become Wang Ye's only entertainment activity.

At this time, Zhang Ziliang was sitting in the office, lost in thought. When he noticed that Wang Ye came in, he rarely said hello. He just glanced at him and continued to lift his body weakly.

"Are you so blatantly lazy in front of your boss?"

Wang Ye said something teasingly and came to sit next to Zhang Ziliang.

Zhang Ziliang glanced at Wang Ye from the corner of his eye: "The gold that Tianzhu lacks most is in a container. As for the supernatural items, it's better to have them. It doesn't matter if you don't have them. You can't hold me anymore with the two alms bags you have left. , do you still want to be my boss?"

"What, you can still shoot me?"

"I'll be back in Beijing as a minister in a minute, believe it or not?"

As he spoke, Zhang Ziliang lazily took out a cigarette from his pocket, held it in his mouth, and took a puff with an expression of enjoyment.

"comfortable!"

"This is the retirement life I want."

"Without a job, staying away from the hustle and bustle, drinking wolfberry tea and smoking cigarettes, you are not a human being."

Wang Ye reminded: "He is the acting team leader."

Zhang Ziliang's hand froze and stopped in mid-air. He glared at Wang Ye angrily and continued to smoke.

Is this old fox drifting away?

It shouldn't be.

This old guy always takes one step in everything and thinks of three hundred steps. There is only one possibility for him to assume this posture.

What he wanted to plan at the gate of hell was completed.

Now get ready to throw up your sleeves and leave!

Stimulate yourself, and then let yourself fire him, and you can leave openly.

But it's still not too much. If he wanted to leave, he wouldn't have deliberately downplayed his presence when he left Shangjing.

so...

Does this old fox think he is holding the line of heaven, pinching his veins, testing his bottom line, or in other words, wants to see how much he really knows?

How cunning.

Wang Ye complained, but remained calm on the surface.

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