Nangong Haotian was distractedly looking at Aunt Shan while eating. When he found that although Aunt Shan was trying to be calm, her eyes were still filled with anxiety, his voice was a little cold and he asked: "Aunt Shan, your confidence has been shaken.
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Aunt Shan hurriedly composed herself and said: "Young master, although my old lady is not the reincarnated Zhuge, her judgment of things has never been too far off the mark."
Nangong Haotian asked in confusion: "Then why are you anxious?"
Aunt Shan said: "It's not that I'm anxious, but that I'm afraid that your young master won't trust me."
Nangong Haotian couldn't help but feel a little ashamed when he heard it, and immediately explained: "That's because I care too much about Qianwen's safety."
Aunt Shan smiled and said: "Young master, you can rest assured that Miss Liu will never suffer any injustice. I am a woman and I have also been through girlhood. I understand the psychology of girls better than you."
Nangong Haotian was stunned and smiled to himself. He was not a woman, so naturally he didn't know what a woman was thinking. A woman's heart was like a needle in the sea! It was too difficult to understand.
"You see Wei Xiaoying kidnapped Qianwen, what is her mentality?" Nangong Haotian asked curiously.
Aunt Shan smiled mysteriously and said, "This is a secret, and it's not time to leak it yet."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he immediately became angry. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly saw Xiaomei walking into the hospital from outside the hospital with an anxious expression and a smile on her lips.
Aunt Shan was moved when she saw it, and she guessed that Wei Xiaoying from Brownstone Valley had sent someone to come even if she didn't come in person. After thinking about it, when Xiaomei walked in the door, she asked with concern: "Xiaomei, what makes you so happy?"
Xiaomei said happily: "Young hero Nangong, Aunt Shan, and the maid heard from people in the front shop that Wei Xiaoying, the female owner of Brownstone Valley, captured a female enemy alive last night..."
Nangong Haotian was shocked when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "What? A female enemy?"
Xiaomei nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I heard she was the woman who killed Old Valley Master Wei."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he knew it was Liu Qianwen he was talking about. He stood up suddenly, glared angrily, and said angrily: "Nonsense."
Xiaomei was so frightened that she trembled all over and said in panic: "Really, Master, how dare I lie to you? Moreover, they also said..."
Nangong Haotian asked angrily: "What did they say?"
Xiaomei said in a panic: "They said that at noon, the female enemy would be taken to the cemetery of Old Valley Master Wei to be sacrificed alive, and her heart and lungs would be cut out on the spot."
Nangong Hao suddenly slapped the table with his right hand and said angrily: "She dares, she doesn't want to live anymore. It seems that this brownstone valley doesn't want to exist anymore. Grandma, I will kill you today."
When Xiaomei saw it, she was shocked and trembling all over. Her eyes were full of tears and she almost cried.
Aunt Shan didn't want to speak at all, so she had to say comfortingly: "Xiaomei is ignorant, so I'm just passing on the message..."
Unexpectedly, Nangong Haotian snorted, picked up the luxurious sword on the table, and hurriedly walked out. He could no longer bear it, and his murderous intent was fully realized.
Aunt Shan took a look and knew that Nangong Haotian was going to Brownstone Valley to save people, so she immediately picked up the dove stick and followed behind. Of course she knew that it was superfluous to say anything to Nangong Haotian, and she could only wait for the facts to prove it.
However, after receiving this news from Xiaomei, Aunt Shan was shocked to realize that Wei Xiaoying was not an ordinary martial arts daughter, and she was quite scheming.
When she got up in the morning and saw no movement for a long time, she felt something was wrong. Wei Xiaoying, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, took over as the owner of her father's valley. Now it seems that there is indeed something wrong.
Aunt Shan made things so bad because she underestimated Wei Xiaoying.
If she had valued Wei Xiaoying's wit and strategy last night and discussed countermeasures with Nangong Haotian in advance, then she would have been able to deal with a move like today's.
Now, it was too late. No matter what Aunt Shan said, the young master Nangong Haotian would not listen. While she was thinking, she had already followed the angry Nangong Haotian out of the store.
After Nangong Haotian walked out of the store, he looked at Aunt Shan, with a mixture of sadness and joy on his face, and asked indifferently: "What's the best way to get around Brownstone Valley?"
Aunt Shan said: "After exiting Nanguan Street, run due south. It's about a mile or so. There is an artificial mountain road leading to the mountainous area on the right side of the road. Just walk along the mountain road and you'll be there."
After hearing this, Nangong Haotian didn't answer and walked forward.
After exiting the street and walking south for more than a mile, I saw a mountain road leading straight into the mountain. There were giant trees on both sides of the mountain road. When you walk into the mountain road, it looks like a natural green corridor.
Nangong Haotian looked at the giant trees on both sides and knew that the brownstone valley where Wei Xiaoying lived was at least decades or even nearly a hundred years old, but this could not be the reason for him to destroy the brownstone valley.
The mountain road gradually rises, and winds around the peaks and ridges. Sometimes it passes through the woods, with giant trees on both sides. The only thing that puzzles Nangong Haotian is that he has gone more than a mile deep and has not encountered anyone.
Nangong Haotian entered a dense forest, and Aunt Shan said: "Young Master, when you leave this dense forest, you will see the Brown Stone Valley."
As he spoke, the end had already appeared. Looking around, he was surrounded by a round door-shaped blue sky. As the distance got closer, he could already see the outside of the forest, and all he saw were strange brown and red rocks.
These strange rocks have different shapes and sizes, some resemble giant tigers, some resemble flying dragons, and the colors of the strange rocks are also different, forming a beautiful natural beauty.
In the deep forest of this strange rock, there were vaguely gorgeous pavilion ridges and eaves. When Nangong Haotian saw the brown stone valley, he felt a little uneasy.
Liu Qianwen is now controlled by Wei Xiaoying. Although he holds the heirloom sword of the Wei family in his hand, the sword is an object. No matter how high its value is, it is not worth Qianwen's life.
Even if he can destroy Brown Stone Valley, so what, he still can't learn Qianwen! Thinking of this, Nangong Haotian felt that the handle was still in Wei Xiaoying's hand. Although he had a sword, it was still useless.
Nothing the same.
Especially when I thought about the fact that I had traveled all the way and even entered Brownstone Valley, but I didn't even see anyone. It was obvious that the other party was already prepared.
Of course, Wei Xiaoying secretly sent someone to monitor this place and discovered that he and Aunt Shan had come to hide themselves deliberately. This was also expected.
Just when Nangong Haotian was getting anxious, his expression changed and he hurriedly said: "Aunt Shan, look quickly, it seems..."
While speaking, he had already moved his body out of the way.
Aunt Shan looked forward and found that next to a strange rock on the edge of the village, there was a door panel with big red paper on it. There were words on the red paper, and the first word at the beginning was "reward".
The two of them hurriedly walked to the body and took a look. Nangong Haotian was so angry that he didn't know what to say for a long time.
Because the reward note written on the paper was that someone sneaked into Brownstone Valley last night and stole the Wei family's heirloom Baoshuang Flying Sword. If a hero recovers the sword, he will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver.
"Humph, what a good plan! What a good plan to fight with wits!" Nangong Haotian said with a cold smile, which calmed him down and allowed him to think like a computer.
"Young master, what's wrong?" Aunt Shan stopped and asked when she saw Nangong Haotian suddenly stopped leaving.
"I saw a good plan. It's better to reward me than to exchange the sword for someone else!" Nangong Haotian said to himself, the murderous intent in his eyes became even worse.
"What do you mean?" Aunt Shan was extremely puzzled.
"If I exchange the sword for Qianwen, then Brownstone Valley's reputation will be ruined. But now that we have this thing, we are passive. We have become Brownstone Valley's helpers. If we ask her to let Qianwen go, that's the case.
During the cleanup, Brownstone Valley's reputation will not be damaged at all!"
When he spoke, he was already not far from the door. He saw the old man, already looking surprised, staring straight at the sword in Nangong Haotian's hand, and striding towards the door in a panic.
When Nangong Haotian and Aunt Shan saw each other, they stopped.
The old man who came to the body looked at Shuang Feijian in surprise, then looked up at Nangong Haotian, bowed and respectfully asked with a smile: "Is this strong man here to receive a reward and a sword?"
When Nangong Haotian heard the word "reward", he felt very unhappy. However, when he saw his old family members, with loyal faces and respectful attitudes, the surprise seemed not to be fake.
Besides, this was Wei Xiaoying's plan, and she couldn't announce it publicly. So she nodded humbly and said with a smile: "Yes, old housekeeper."
When the old man heard this, he excitedly turned to his side, raised his hands, and said respectfully: "Soldier, please."
Aunt Shan said: "Let the old housekeeper lead the way."
When the old man heard this, he happily said respectfully: "I'm so young, so I'm going to show you my respect."
Nangong Haotian also hurriedly raised his hands and said please, looking at the brownstone valley in front of him, the divine light in his eyes was uncertain.
The old family members guided them from the front, while Nangong Haotian and Aunt Shan advanced in the middle. When they arrived at the doorstep, the four strong men bowed and saluted. Nangong Haotian could only say "hard work" with a smile.
Entering the gatehouse, there is a large screen wall with five blessings. When walking around the screen wall, Nangong Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up.
Behind the screen wall is like a large natural garden composed of abnormal and strange rocks, and the tall towers, pavilions, and gallery houses are all built among the natural brown stones.
The scope of the building is extremely wide. Between the jingshe and the pavilions, there are not only galleries and flying bridges connected to each other, but also a small bridge over a lotus pond, planted with exotic flowers and plants, which are fragrant and attractive.
The flower hall is a particularly peculiar building. It is built on six tall natural brown stones, with a passage below and a flying bridge above, leading directly to the pavilion at the back. It is beautiful and ingenious.
There are already maids and maids in various places in the courtyard, and there still seem to be many houses outside the far wall. You can imagine the scope of this brownstone valley.
The old man introduced Nangong Haotian into the flower hall with solemn and splendid furnishings, and asked him to sit down. Then a servant girl set up a guest seat for Aunt Shan, diagonally in front of Nangong Haotian's seat.
When the maid presented the tea, the family member respectfully asked with a smile: "May I ask this strong man and this old woman..."
Aunt Shan said hurriedly, "Oh, this is Nangong Haotian from Yulin Henan Palace..."