Ling Yang glanced at the time and said, "Does your village go to bed this late every day, or is today a special day?"

On the island where I went to Wucheng a few days ago, the villagers all went to bed around nine o'clock. It's almost midnight now. I just walked along and observed that this village, which has experienced two changes, seems to be surprisingly excited.

"I don't know..." Wu Daqing scratched his head and looked back again.

When he was still in the village, he would make trouble all night long, regardless of whether others slept or not.

"Can I ask what the quarrel is about?" Qi Cheng's spirit of gossip ignited, and the rest of his teammates nodded, wanting to know.

"Well, the previous part was just for training, and my family didn't agree with my brother's joining the Xuanwu Hall. Now I've changed the subject. My dad just complained that the front foot had just finished worshiping, and the back foot village was in trouble. This is retribution.

"

"The Four Treasures took the opportunity to say that the reason why Bailan Xia'a was not allowed was because of the miraculous power of their Xuanwu Hall gods. The monsters were all at the door, and there was no loss at all."

Ling Yang raised his eyebrows and resisted interrupting. Wasn't he the one who saved the pile of idiots in Xuanwu Hall?

"Sanhua brought it up again. It's not that Lan Xia is not allowed, but that the people worshiped in the village are not the ancestors at all. Grandma's cousin told her this problem more than once when she was still alive."

"My mother is worried. This is blasphemous. Our family still wants to live in peace."

"As a result, my grandparents were awakened by the explosion, and now they are in a mess."

Wu Daqing said so much in one breath, but there was no cassette. He clapped his hands with satisfaction to indicate the end of the narrative.

"It seems that we are not the only ones who have doubted the guy worshiped in the temple." Qi Cheng couldn't help but yawned.

"The passage under the Xuanwu Hall probably points to the palace on the seaside." Jiang Qi raised the suspicion he just discovered, "I've probably walked more than half way, and I'm not far from the end. If the direction is correct, it's near the main temple."

"Why is the Xuanwu Hall underground connected to Ah Gong? And why do bad guys attack our home in the underground corridor of the China Unicom, with traps on them?" Ling Yang drew circles on the stone table with his fingers.

"There is also something wrong with the paintings in the temple. They are probably trying to cover up something." Jiang Po added.

"What did that place look like? A place where paintings were placed." Qi Cheng asked Wu Daqing.

"It looks like there's nothing..." Wu Daqing thought about it carefully, but couldn't capture anything. He has never been to Ah Gong a few times in total. He used to be a swinger boy and is now a base member. He really hasn't been there.

Goodbye conditions.

"Didn't you say that Xuanwu Hall was recently renovated? That's not right." Ling Yang questioned, "Look, the Four Treasures said that Xuanwu Hall has its own gods, right? No matter which immortal they are, if that's the case, why do they

Do you want to help your opponent renovate the ancestral temple with money?"

"Was that tunnel prepared during the renovation, or did it exist before? Are the guards inside just guarding there today, or have they been guarding there all along? When was the trap device handed over to him?

"Jiang Po did not mind that there were too many things to do, and imitated Ling Yang in drawing circles on the stone table.

Ling Yang raised his head and looked at Wu Daqing. He didn't sit down and was distracted by the quarrel in the room. "Do you know when the palace was renovated?"

"It was done at the end of the year, just before the Chinese New Year." Wu Daqing also learned about it from his younger siblings.

"It's too early... There was no sign that the seal would be broken at that time. Oh wait, our seal must have been accidentally broken without any external influence, right?

"

Everyone glanced at Xiao Luo, but he had no intention of answering.

"The relationship between Xuanwu Hall and Ah Gong and the arrangement of hiding the trap in the underground passage are two different things." Jiang forced to express his judgment and brought the direction back to the topic.

"Oh, the mysterious relationship between the mysterious temple on the seaside and the emerging bodybuilding organization in the village is the same thing. Let's treat it as a mysterious historical and cultural issue." Ling Yang tried his best to speak carefully, so that everyone could

Everybody understands it.

She paused for half a second before continuing, "As for the other thing, the wonderful move of digging a hole to create a mutation that made us and the waterfall so busy that we flew up, but happened to be unscathed, is what needs to be investigated in detail at the moment.

thing?"

"Is there no number on that device? Can the relevant user be traced?" Xiao Luo suddenly spoke.

"Yes, of course there is a number, but..." Qi Cheng curled his lips and said it would not be of much use, "I think others have considered what we want."

"Wucheng is the original territory of King Hershey, right? Then you can be regarded as Hershey's descendants. Their family doesn't seem to advocate the use of thought power. Why would they worship a person with the power of eternal day?

Where are the counterfeits?" Ling Yang, who had just put aside the mysterious culture, fell into it again.

"Bah, who is the impostor? Keep your voice down, or my mother will hear you." Wu Daqing was worried.

"This is a fact. People who have always used force to solve problems will not like people who use cleverness to win, right?" Ling Yang continued to argue, and felt very lonely without Lu Xiao to interrupt.

"No, who doesn't like to save worry and effort? It's just that Wucheng next door is too big. Almost everyone has talents, and people from all over the country will go to them to learn how to use their thinking power. So anyway, people in Wucheng

If you can't compare, you might as well take another path." Qi Cheng was good at history and geography.

"Perhaps the person you are worshiping is none other than one of your own people in Wucheng? King Hershey and the late saint are husband and wife. Maybe people think that Yongzhi belongs to their joint property. Since Lan Xia has taken it all by himself,

It's divided into two, so it's reasonable to take away your half of Wucheng." Ling Yang faithfully played the role of making trouble for Lu Xiao.

"Tsk, Hershey should have died long ago, okay? He passed away before he was forty years old. A dead man's hand can't be that long." Qi Cheng denied this conjecture.

"Ah, it's so annoying. Didn't you say there is an urgent matter? Why are you going back to history again? I really can't do it anymore. My brain will shrink if I keep listening to it. Let's discuss it again. Can we discuss it again?" As an unprincipled person, Ling Yang

The topic I raised was cut off by myself again.

"I agree, I have shrunk." Wu Daqing raised his hands in surrender.

Qi Cheng pointed at the silly big man and said, "A Qing is a local who is not even curious, so let's not worry about it for now."

"I'm curious, but I can't figure it out. There's nothing I can do about it. If you don't explain it to me, I'll have to forget it." Wu Daqing admitted very straightforwardly that he lacked brain power.

"Well, let's solve the secret of Forest Village together when things are related in the future." Jiang Pao also knew that it would be impossible to come to any conclusion for a while. Everyone was tired after a long night and it was time to rest.
Chapter completed!