If it weren't for Chu Yan's careful thinking, Ye Wumian would have probably killed the four of Kong Fangxiong together with force after finding the stronghold.
He has never been willing to waste time on things that require physical energy.
But in this case, it is difficult to say whether the hidden mechanism will be discovered in the end and the kidnapped children will be rescued.
It's easy to kill, but hard to save!
With a think-tank like Chu Yan by his side, saving people becomes easier.
Thinking of Chu Yan's kindness, Ye Wumian couldn't help but look at her.
Only then did she realize that the demon cat mask she was wearing was extremely beautiful and charming.
Under the moonlight, the bronze turned out to be milky white, which made him feel moved and wanted to touch it.
Chu Yan also looked at him.
The beautiful eyes were revealed from under the mask, and against the watery moonlight, they were even better than the waves of the Pingshui River.
Ye Wumian stared at it for a while, until Kong Fangxiong and others had rested enough, and the sound of breathing heavily woke him up.
"Brother Luo, Mrs. Luo, the second lady of the Wang family, please!"
Only then did Ye Wumian withdraw his eyes.
His heart turned sad: these charming eyes were beautiful, but they were not Luo Xiangzhu's after all.
She sighed quietly, hating the bright moon in the sky, with its passionate and unpredictable gray shadow.
Is it a toad? Is it a rabbit? For thousands of years, there have been endless disputes.
Unless one day I actually go there personally to find out what is going on, who can write a book and make a final conclusion so that no one can doubt it?
"I wonder if Miss is also looking at the bright moon with me at this moment?"
In the moment of loss, Chu Yan's clear voice flowed through his heart.
"Husband, watch the road."
. . .
When he followed Kong Fangxiong and others into the courtyard, Ye Wumian hadn't even had time to look at the surrounding arrangements, but his face was already flushed.
Thinking of himself, even calling Chu Yan "Yan'er", he hesitated for fear of being disrespectful.
And she, without consulting her, directly called her husband.
Although it was an expedient measure for the immediate rescue, Ye Wuxian had not had much fun since he was a child, so he was quite uncomfortable with this situation for the first time.
He comforted himself secretly: "But there is no need to be so heart-beating. Miss Chu Yan is from the opera house. What kind of name has she not called when she sings? I don't want to mess up because of her temporary performance. "
After calming down for a while, he heard Chu Yan say: "Husband, look, their mechanism is extremely magically designed."
After some psychological preparation, Ye Wumian has adapted a lot to being called "husband" again.
He said "Huh" and looked towards where Chu Yan was pointing.
In the courtyard, Kong Fangxiong turned a gear, locked the key tooth in the corresponding groove, and the door of the house opened layer by layer with a "click" sound.
"please!"
Kong Fangxiong made an invitation gesture.
Chu Yan took the initiative to stay close to Ye Wumian, pulling Wang Pandi into the house.
Inside the house, there is even more of a different world.
Looking from the outside, the house is not very big, but inside, under the light of the lights, you don't need to measure it to know that it occupies a lot of space.
At the two corners, there are also deep corridors, shining with yellow light, leading to the underground. It seems that the underground is also built differently.
The furniture is simple, with only one shrine, one Eight Immortals table, and two rows of mysterious bookshelves.
The bookshelf was filled with all kinds of books. I didn't have time to take a closer look at what they were, so I just took a quick glance at them.
The seven people sat down at the Eight Immortals table. Kong Fangxiong said straight to the point: "Brother Luo, let's open the sky and talk openly. Since you want to buy a son, what do you want from the heir?"
Before Ye Wumian could speak, Kong Fangxiong added: "For example, age, height, fatness, thinness, wealth or poverty, etc. Even if you have requirements for the time of the goods or even the birth date, you can also mention it. However, This is fine work and slow work, but there is no spot for sale. No matter how lucky you are, it will take several months to get it. If you are unlucky, you often have to wait for several years."
Ye Wumian's eyelids twitched.
Under the table, his palms originally spread on his knees could not help but clenched into fists, wanting to smash the table into pieces.
When Kong Fangxiong talked about these things, his tone was filled with arrogance and complacency and a disregard for life.
This thief cannot see that behind every child who is sold, there are biological parents who are crying day and night for blood. He just regards the child as a kind of commodity, which is traded to make money or profit.
Basic humanity has been lost.
Fortunately, Ye Wumian was wearing a grimace, otherwise the murderous aura on his face would have been unable to be concealed and would have come out, making Kong Fangxiong suspicious.
Even so, Kong Fangxiong also saw a somewhat different look in Ye Wumian's eyes.
"Brother Luo, why are you looking at me like this?"
That kind of murderous intention arises from the heart and reaches the face. The eyes are the windows to the soul, and a certain amount of nature pours out from them.
Ye Wumian was thinking deeply, thinking about how to answer, when Chu Yan said calmly: "That's because my husband is unhappy!"
"oh?"
Kong Fangxiong glanced at Chu Yan with slight surprise, but saw that her beautiful eyes were very calm.
He asked in confusion: "Dare you ask why?"
Chu Yan stood up and said: "My husband and I are heart-to-heart, and I know what he is thinking. He brought the "Xiao Ling Bao Sutra" of your noble sect's Zhen sect to make a deal, but you are just talking in this room! He didn’t take us to see the actual goods, which is too disrespectful to us and doesn’t take us seriously!”
Kong Fangxiong said in astonishment: "Mrs. Luo, we usually don't receive individual guests. The guests usually go to the ancestral court of Wugong Mountain. There are a few individual guests who just explain their needs in this room and wait for a few days. We will find a way to deliver it to him... we have always been like this, what's the problem?"
Wang Pandi took the initiative and asked: "It's always been like this, is it right?"
Ye Wumian also snorted coldly and said: "That's right. Just like what I, my sister-in-law, said, it has always been like this, so it is not necessarily right. In the past, your individual travelers probably only carried a bunch of stuff with them. Naturally, It’s just a normal reception, but I’m bringing a treasure from your sect, so how can I be a normal person? You should take us to see your goods, and let us take the initiative to select them, so that you can show your sincerity.”
As he spoke, he looked at Kong Fangxiong with bright eyes, his gaze never flinching.
After looking at each other for a while and being silent, Kong Fangxiong considered the pros and cons in his heart for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly and said: "If you say so, then let me do whatever you want!"
Just as he was about to get up, a disciple advised him: "Brother, we haven't inspected his goods, so you take them to see our goods. Isn't this inappropriate?"
Kong Fangxiong woke up from a dream, patted the table and said: "My junior brother is right! Brother Luo, you keep saying that I will send you the "Xiao Ling Bao Sutra" as the price. So, as for the "Xiao Ling Bao Sutra", can you get it first? Come out and wait for me to take a look? We have to make sure first that you really have this book in your hand, right? Otherwise, hey, no need to talk!"
Looking at Kong Fangxiong's ugly mask, Wang Pandi felt a little nervous for a moment and quickly looked at Ye Wumian.
