"You and Miss Lin seem to have a very good relationship."

On the way to the dungeon with Zhang Wuma, Zhang Wuma couldn't help but tease Yan Shouyi.

Yan Shou smiled and said: "What? Brother Wu Ma also wants to taste the pain of love?"

"Ahem, practitioners don't want those worldly things. "Zhang Wuma actually felt a little embarrassed.

Yan Shouyi consoled him: "Fate can't be stopped when it comes. Besides, if you have a Taoist partner to practice together, then we can live together and fly together. What's wrong with that?"

"Don't say this, don't say this."

Zhang Wuma regretted a little why he mentioned this matter, which made him feel very confused now.

To change the topic, he brought up the competition between Yu Luming and Liu Yiren: "Who do you think will win between them?"

"It's hard to say." Yan Shou shook his head, Can't give any answer.

Zhang Wuma asked: "The winner among them will be your opponent tomorrow. In other words, who do you want to fight more?"

"I don't want to meet you anyway. To Liu Yiren." Yan Shouyi rarely gave a clear answer.

Zhang Wuma looked at Yan Shouyi's expression and suddenly regretted himself even more.

He didn’t pay much attention before, but now looking at Yan Shouyi’s expression, Zhang Wuma could probably guess that Yan Shouyi and Liu Yiren had a special relationship.

It’s really a drought and a drought and a flood!

It’s better to continue the topic just now!

Seeing that Zhang Wuma was about to raise a new question, Yan Shouyi quickly asked in order to avoid embarrassment:

"You will tell me that there is a traitor in Longhu Mountain? Have you told your uncle?"

"Oh, yes, yes, this is a big deal!" Zhang Wuma lowered his voice and said, "After I told Hall Master Shanli about this, he asked me Don't say anything, just say that the Heavenly Master has his own arrangements."

"Huh?" Yan Shou was stunned.

"Perhaps as I said before, Tianshi knew someone had sneaked into Longhu Mountain a long time ago, so he kept silent and just wanted to catch them all?"

Yan Shou Yitou Touched his chin: "That makes sense."

 …

Under the leadership of Zhang Wuma, Yan Shouyi came to the dungeon of Longhu Mountain.

The dungeon in Longhu Mountain is secretly located and has many restrictions. It is guarded by rotating disciples and fixed elders day and night. Even if Zhang Wuma enters, he needs to hold a token, and Yan Shouyi was searched several times. After confirming his identity, he entereddungeon.

"Are there many people imprisoned in this dungeon? Why do they need such strict censorship?" Yan Shouyi asked Zhang Wuma.

Zhang Wuma replied mysteriously: "There are not only people imprisoned here."

It goes without saying that Longhu Mountain is a Taoist holy land, and there are many people in the dungeon. It's unjustifiable to imprison a few monsters and monsters.

However, such a strict review made Yan Shouyi certain that there were several extraordinary things in this dungeon, and once they were released, they would definitely cause a bloody storm.

Soon, the two came to the cell where the coffin bearers were held.

At this time, there were people inside and outside the cell. Basically all the elders from Longhu Mountain were here, and most of them had faces that were very unfamiliar to Yan Shouyi.

But fortunately, Zhang Shanli is there.

"Shouyi, come here." Zhang Shanli waved to Yan Shouyi, and no one stopped him, allowing him to walk to the end unimpeded.

He stood next to Zhang Shanli and saw the coffin bearer with his limbs locked in iron chains and a talisman attached to his body.

The coffin bearer did not seem to be injured, which shows that Zhang Shanli and the others did not use any means when they interrogated the coffin bearer.

The elder of Longhushan outside the cell looked slightly disdainful when he saw Yan Shouyi coming.

Although they didn't say it directly, they all believed in their hearts that this was a family matter in Longhu Mountain, and they shouldn't ask an outsider to help, let alone a yellow-haired boy.

We can’t do anything to him, what can Yan Shouyi do to him?

“Did you ask anything?” Yan Shouyi asked Zhang Shanli.

Zhang Shan replied sharply: "I just asked for a name. He said his name is Guan Laosan." His surnames are Guan, Chen, and Lei, so he must be from the Guan family."

Zhang Shan smiled sharply and said: "It has to be your boy. It is indeed right to find an expert to help."

As he spoke, Zhang Shanli glanced at the other elders outside the cell, as if to say: Let this kid come earlier, we can save a lot of energy.

Yan Shouyi felt ashamed and said: "Uncle, I only know a little bit about folk sects, so I may not really be able to help you."

"Don't worry about it. Yes, you helped catch this person, and you have proven your ability. Since I have found you, you can just go ahead and do whatever you want. I will bear the consequences if you want to beat me or scold me!"

After all, he is a relative of his own, and he is tough when he speaks.

Zhang Shanli is the master of the Discipline Hall. At the same time, he is also in charge of punishment and interrogation. Now that he is here to support Yan Shou, it is hard for the other elders to say anything.

“Let’s go outside, and you and Guan Laosan can have a chat alone!”

After saying that, Zhang Shanli rushed the others out.

After a while, the cell was emptied, leaving only Yan Shouyi and Guan Laosan.

Yan Shouyi moved a chair and sat directly in front of Guan Laosan, not afraid that Guan Laosan would suddenly make a move.

“How many breaths do you have left?” Yan Shouyi asked with a smile.

Guan Laosan raised his head weakly and wanted to spit in Yan Shouyi's face, but he didn't even have the strength to spit, and a mouthful of spit dripped directly on the toe of his shoe.

Yan Shouyi said helplessly: "You went to Longhu Mountain to kill people on your own, but your skills were not as good as others and you were caught. Why do you still hate me?"

Guan Laosan replied Said: "As a member of a folk sect, you hang out with these sanctimonious guys. It's naturally hateful."

"Oh, don't come up with moral kidnappings. There are indeed many sanctimonious guys in traditional sects. But they won't kill easily."

Yan Shouyi didn't follow Guan Laosan's trick and directly crossed his legs: "Since you've been caught, you should honestly explain what you need to explain, and what else can you do? Save yourself the trouble. Don’t think that my uncle invited me here just because he really can’t do anything to you. He has many methods, but he’s just not in a hurry yet. When he takes action, you will regret it. It’s too late.”

Guan Laosan lowered his head and remained silent.

Yan Shou raised his eyebrows: "Don't talk? Then let's talk about something else. Your surname is Guan, and you are from the Guan family. You are also called Guan Laosan, which means you have two brothers above you. Brother or sister, where are they?"

Guan Laosan spoke this time: "They are all dead."

"How did they die?"

"If you are not good at learning, you will be crushed to death by the coffin."

Yan Shou understood the meaning wholeheartedly.

The life of the coffin bearers must be hard enough, because they are not carrying ordinary coffins. If you are not careful, you may be killed by the contents of the coffin.

To put it bluntly, this is a high-risk profession.

"They are dead, but you can live until now. I believe it must be very difficult," Yan Shouyi sighed, "Then why do you want to join the Xinxuanshan Sect and follow that actor? What about the bad things?"