Finding out who was in charge of the Longhu Mountain dungeon made Yan Shouyi feel more at ease. At least he understood the real purpose of the actor going up the mountain.

It was a pity that he failed to take a closer look at the appearance of the successor of the Nuo ghost opera in the dungeon.

If you stay too long and look too directly, you will definitely be discovered by Zhang Wuma.

When walking out of the dungeon, Yan Shouyi followed Zhang Wuma and observed Zhang Wuma carefully.

Although there is no direct evidence to prove that Zhang Wuma is a spy, Yan Shouyi feels that his intuition is correct, and Zhang Shanli also agrees with his inference, but it is difficult to take action directly without ironclad evidence. .

So how can we find evidence from Zhang Wuma?

The most direct evidence is naturally the stolen coffin-carrying stick.

But Zhang Wuma didn’t have anything on his body that could hold the coffin-carrying stick, unless he, like Yan Shouyi, had that magical satchel.

"How did he take away the coffin-carrying stick?" Yan Shouyi touched his chin and thought.

Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes.

If Zhang Wuma does not have a magical weapon that can hide the coffin-carrying stick, is there a possibility that the coffin-carrying stick is actually still at the place where the incident occurred, but Zhang Wuma used a certain method , hid the coffin-carrying sticks?

At first glance, the coffin-carrying sticks are no different from ordinary fire-burning sticks. It is difficult to find them with the naked eye if they are thrown into a ravine. Zhang Wuma only needs to suppress the special smell of the coffin-carrying sticks. Hard to spot.

Yan Shouyi made up his mind to take advantage of tonight to quietly go back to the scene of the incident to check. If he could find the coffin-carrying stick, he could directly capture Zhang Wuma.

Zhang Wuma didn’t know that Yan Shouyi had doubted him, and he kindly sent Yan Shouyi back to the Wanfa Zong altar.

After saying goodbye to Yan Shouyi, Zhang Wuma made an excuse to leave. After walking around Longhu Mountain for a few times, he quietly walked into an inconspicuous firewood house.

Pushing the door into the house, Zhang Wuma left a talisman on the door, and then he said with confidence:

"Guan Laosan has been sent to the dungeon. ”

A dark shadow slowly emerged from the corner of the firewood room.

The shadow was still in the shadow, but it was much darker than the normal shadow, and it looked vaguely humanoid.

The shadow suddenly opened its bright red mouth and asked insidiously:

"Has anyone discovered any clues?"

" Probably not." Zhang Wuma answered uncertainly.

"Should?" Shadow was very dissatisfied with Zhang Wuma's answer.

Zhang Wuma said quickly: "Zhang Shanli invited Lu Ban's successor Yan Shouyi to enter the dungeon. He chatted with Guan Laosan alone for a while, but he couldn't get anything out of Guan Laosan."< br />
"Yan Shouyi..."

Shadow muttered to himself, wondering what his attitude towards Yan Shouyi was.

Zhang Wuma asked tentatively: "I feel that Yan Shouyi is a difficult character. His presence may ruin our good things. Do you need to let me know before we take action?" Go get rid of him?"

Shadow sneered: "Are you confident that you can kill Yan Shouyi?"

Zhang Wuma hesitated for a while: "The masters around him are There are many, but I can use tricks, but if it doesn’t work, you send a few people to me."

"There is no need to add extra trouble!" The shadow replied, "The little Yan Shouyi can't affect it. In the overall situation, if you leak something in order to kill him, the gain will outweigh the loss!"

Zhang Wuma hesitated to speak. In his heart, he thought that Yan Shouyi was not that simple. If he was ignored, it might not be a good thing. Good thing.

But in front of the guy in front of him, Zhang Wuma had no right to speak, so he finally decided to shut up and obey the other person's wishes.

The shadow said again: "Since Guan Laosan has entered the dungeon, there will be nothing for you to do next."

Zhang Wuma asked: "We were What was agreed..."

Shadow interrupted: "What you deserve will be given to you naturally. There is no point in asking."

Being so wary of Shadow , a trace of anger flashed in Zhang Wuma's eyes.

It’s good that he betrayed Longhu Mountain for his own selfish gain, but Zhang Wuma has a stronger character and longs for recognition.

Even if we do bad things together.

He also wants to penetrate into the opponent's core and become the decisive person.

In Longhu Mountain, Zhang Wuma had no chance, but in this Xuanshan Sect, even though he had done so much, he still failed to gain the other party's attention.

This made Zhang Wuma feel very aggrieved.

But it was impossible for him to lose his mind because of this. He soon calmed down, hid the anger in his eyes deep down, and left the firewood room silently.

The shadow also disappeared.

…

Returning to the Wanfa Zong altar, Yan Shouyi found that there were not many people here.

The sun is setting in the distance, light rain is falling nearby, and the rumbling sound of deer is heard.He Liu Yiren was still sitting on the Wanfa Zong altar, and his clothes were all soaked.

There was even a bird that quietly got into Liu Yiren’s arms and took shelter from the rain under her body.

But Liu Yiren remained motionless.

The audience under the Wanfa Zong Altar had already set up their awnings, but no one dared to go up to the Wanfa Zong Altar to hold umbrellas for the two of them, because the Wanfa Zong Altar was beneath them. , the golden lines have spread to two meters away.

No one is sure what the consequences of being close to the two of them will be, or whether it will affect their competition.

It was lunch time, and most of the audience had already gone to the canteen to eat. Yan Shouyi found it interesting in his heart. It was obviously the most important fight between the two people in Longhu Mountain, but now it was the least. A scene for people to watch.

Perhaps what everyone really cares about is not who succeeds the Celestial Master, but whether the person who succeeds the Celestial Master is still a disciple of Longhu Mountain. Yu Luming and Liu Yiren are both disciples of Longhu Mountain. Outsiders In my eyes, there is no difference at all.

Perhaps the one that attracts the most attention is tomorrow’s battle.

Yan Shouyi found a seat and sat down, looking at Liu Yiren from a distance.

Liu Yiren’s face, soaked by the rain, looked pitiful and pitiful.

Yan Shou kept sighing.

It’s a pity that his heart is too small, he can only accommodate Lin Zitong, and he can’t give up even a little bit of position.

At this time, Yan Shouyi suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

He couldn’t help but cover his chest with a strange look on his face.

The feeling just now seemed like heartache.

The last time I had such heartache was when I learned that Lin Zitong was engaged. That time Yan Shouyi almost collapsed.

Although this time it was heartbreaking, it was not as intense as that time.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, Yan Shouyi smiled helplessly.

He figured out that this heartache was not his, but the general's.

The general also liked Princess Wenyan, but in the end he couldn't help but fall in love with Princess Yushu. He was heartbroken because he had failed Wenyan.

"There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column reminds me of my good years.

Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in the blue field produces smoke.

Can this feeling be remembered? But it was already at a loss at that time. "

Yan Shouyi covered his chest and whispered. Said: "General, put it down, orMaybe if we go far away, Princess Wenyan will be fine. ”

The feeling of heartache is like a knife cutting, making people feel like they are stuck in the throat. They want to cry without tears. They purse their lips and grit their teeth but don’t know how to express it.

Wait until the feeling is a little bit A little lighter, Yan Shouyi raised his head to look at Liu Yiren and whispered:

"The jianjia is green and the white dew is like frost. The so-called beauty is on the water side! If you follow it back, the road will be long and blocked. Traveling back from it, Wan is in the middle of the water. "

"Jian Jia is miserable, and the white dew is still there. The so-called Yiren is on the meadow of water..."

Liu Yiren, who was far away in the Wanfa Zong altar, was originally frowning, but she seemed to be relieved because she heard Yan Shouyi's gentle singing. Less.

At this moment.

The golden lines under her body were like a snail moving forward. In an instant, it was like a dam releasing water and began to spread rapidly around!! !

In a few breaths, it spread from the original three meters to five meters, seven meters, ten meters!

Still expanding!!