"Sister, let's go!" Seeing the black cat bit the crow to death, Na Xiu quickly pulled Bai Su and ran out of the house and entered the weed pile in the ruins of the ancient city.

"Are you so afraid of your Beller?" Bai Su was puzzled. Although this child is not as good as his external skills, he has this black cat, and no one is his opponent.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's respect! I don't want to have a conflict with Mr. Beile. Let's hide first and don't be enemies with him head-on!" said Na Xiu.

"At worst, we can join forces!" Bai Su said.

"No! I can steal Phoenix Tomb but I can't betray Ye He and Mr. Beile as enemies." Na Xiu's loyalty to the family was very simple, just like his love for Bai Su.

"Yin Zhong! Silly child, if he catches you back, he will kill you!"

"So I won't let him catch it, let alone die! Because I swear to make my sister the richest woman in the world!"

What else could Bai Su say with his words? She happily held the boy's arm and buried her head in his arms. "Stop talking, do whatever you want, I will follow you."

The ruins of Yehe Ancient City are quite large. Although this ancient city was not Shengjing Shenyang in ancient times, it is not possible to pass around the city that can be called Yehe King Capital in a few minutes. Now the ancient city is no longer as prosperous as before, with weeds everywhere. Nalan Hong and Wushuang and others wandered around the ancient city, looking for clues left by Xiu and Bai Su. But they were still missing when they were about to get up.

"Naranhong, your crow seems not loyal to you enough?" Wushuang teased him.

"Haha... it's not that I'm not loyal enough, but that someone is trying to take action first. They are both top-notch masters, and it's too difficult to find their traces." Nalan Hong seemed to have expected it and smiled bitterly, thinking in her heart that the Yehe family's secret skills did not teach him.

"I said, Master Nalan, it's a bit of a force to find such a large area with the four of us alone? Isn't this a force to force you? You asked me to help, but I didn't let me use my subordinates' manpower. Are you judging the father of a gentleman with a villain's heart? "

"You are now useless to say these things. After nightfall, no one should enter the ruins of the ancient city. Here..." Nalan Hong wanted to speak but stopped.

"Hazed, right? I looked at the Feng Shui of the ancient city of Yehe. Even if there was an ancient city hundreds of years ago, it was probably not an excellent place to build a city. Look, there is no mountains or water on all sides, and there is a ridge in the east that just cut off the fortune of the ancient city. In addition, Nurhaci was slaughtered by the city hundreds of years ago, and there must be no fewer dead souls who died underground." Wushuang asserted.

"Haha... I am worthy of being a descendant of the thief. Brother Wushuang hit the nail on the head. Let's go and take a break. Whether they can be found is all tonight. I hope that the soothing can stop the cliff and not cause a huge disaster!"

The firewood in the fire was crackling, and the roasted people were warm. Nalan Hong did not rush to enter the ruins of the ancient city to look for it again, but sat leisurely in a wasteland outside the town with roasted potatoes and sweet potatoes. Occasionally, he would tell Wushuang and others a few cold jokes from time to time to adjust the atmosphere.

"Mr. Nalan, I heard that after the death of Princess Dongge, Nurhaci sent a craftsman to create a golden mask for her to bury. Is there anything wrong?" Lan Caidie talked a lot today. It seems that she would say more things when she was with Nalan Hong than when she was with Wushuang for several months. No wonder, she is a handsome guy. If Lan Caidie always calls Bai Su a vixen, then Nalan Hong's beauty can be called Diao Chan and Yang Guifei among men. He is so beautiful that even a little beauty like Lan Caidie can't help but look at him more. I'm afraid that even the current Korean plastic surgery technology cannot replicate Nalan Hong's brutality and sternness.

"There is such a saying, but according to our ancestors, the golden mask was not buried in the tomb of Dongge Gege, but was robbed by other bandits on the way and disappeared from the world." Nalan Hong said.

"Then do you say that Prince Dong Ge loves Nurhaci at that time?" Lan Caidie became more and more distorted. After all, Prince Dong Ge is the ancestor of others. If ordinary people asked this, they would have been angry. However, Nalan Hong kept smiling.

"I don't know that the complex of the ancestor Dongge Gege was also a major unsolved case in the Qing Dynasty. Even my Qing historian could not understand it. However, all signs showed that she had a good impression of Nurhaci's younger brother Shurhaci. Shurhaci was the first person to stand up to oppose Nurhaci's attack on Yehe City." Nalan Hong is worthy of being a Qing historian and has his own unique insights on many topics of that era.

Wushuang leaned lazily against a big tree smoking a small cigarette and said, "I am very interested in Shurhazi. There are few records of him in official history, but there are many folk legends, as if he is not inferior to his brother in terms of literary and military strategies."

"Brother Wushuang is well-versed in history, and I admire him again. You are right. The first person who laid the foundation for Nurhaci's Jianzhou woman was his younger brother. In the end, the two brothers had a complete fall. From my personal perspective, I'm afraid it's related to Prince Dong Ge."

When they were free, everyone was talking further and further. Wushuang became interested in the story that was almost forgotten by history. This young master Nalan also had a very objective view of one thing and two things.

The night became darker and darker, and crows were hovering above everyone's heads at some point.

Everyone was chatting happily, when the old thief King Ma Erye and Lan Caidie stood up at the same time and pulled out their weapons to look alertly at the ruins of the ancient city under the night sky. In the darkness, a figure was slowly coming towards them. The man walked in a strange way. Although the joints of his body would be bent, he was shaking, like a drunken drunk. But in the wilderness, could a drunken ghost dare to drink alone in the ruins of the ancient city where bones were piled underground? This is ridiculous.

"Who? Stop!" Mr. Ma raised his gun.

Wushuang jumped up from the ground and subconsciously pulled out the dagger from her boots.

"It won't be... a big dumpling..." He combed his breath. Fortunately, there were many people this time, and it was not too far from the residential area of ​​Yehe Town.

"Wulnerable?" Lan Caidie murmured softly.

"What a bad guy! This is not the Mongolian grassland!" Wushuang slapped her in the forehead. The girl became more and more demented after seeing Nalan Hong.
Chapter completed!