Han Qianqian and Yang Xiaoyun directly promised me not to go to the underground palace. The preserved egg and the little girl in red were a bit stubborn and only promised not to go near the depths of the underground palace.
However, this is already good!
I also told Yang Xiaoyun what Zhang Heng had come here to warn me about. Yang Xiaoyun snorted and said impatiently: "When I came to Nanling, my family already mentioned it to me. He needs to take more care of it."
No business? You beat him a little too lightly last time..."
Speaking of this, Yang Xiaoyun suddenly changed the topic, looked at me with burning eyes, and said: "By the way, is there that black fox demon in your nightmare?"
Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment.
It’s amazing how a woman’s brain works. Why did she suddenly think of asking about this?
But, having said that, after Yang Xiaoyun suddenly asked about this, I thought about the nightmare carefully, and it seemed that Mo Ling was not there.
This made me frown slightly, feeling that something was wrong.
After Yang Xiaoyun saw me frowning, she obviously had a misunderstanding, and said a little sarcastically: "I really don't have a good impression of that woman, don't think too much about it..."
"Is Mo Ling still in her room now?"
I interrupted Yang Xiaoyun and said in a deep voice: "Call her over. I have something to ask her!"
Seeing how serious I suddenly became, Yang Xiaoyun and Han Qianqian were stunned for a moment, while Pi Dan quickly walked out of my room and went to call Mo Ling.
"What's wrong?" Han Qianqian asked softly.
I shook my head, not knowing how to explain it. What Yang Xiaoyun just said reminded me unintentionally.
If that nightmare was really some kind of prediction, it would be impossible not to have Mo Ling's presence. After all, Mo Ling had to accompany me into the underground palace.
Regarding Mo Ling, I always had a distrustful attitude at the beginning. After all, she was the black fox demon in that ancient painting, and she was banned in that painting by some old guy from the previous generation of Qimen Nine Generals.
in the painting.
In the past few months, she has been helping me at the bar, and her attitude towards me has always been that of a slave, and she is very respectful. Gradually, my impression of her has changed a lot, and now she has become a
Treated as friends.
However, at this moment, I had more or less doubts in my heart!
It is very inappropriate to doubt a friend, but Mo Ling has too many secrets, and it is inevitable that I will have some other thoughts at this time.
"Mo Ling is not in the room!"
Pi Dan came back, frowned and said: "Her door has been closed since yesterday morning. I don't know when she left... eh!"
Before Pi Dan finished speaking, he saw Mo Ling's figure appearing in front of my door.
However, Mo Ling looked a little embarrassed at this time, her clothes were ragged, and there were some blood stains on her mouth and nose. Especially her right hand was burnt black and the skin was torn. She didn't know what happened!
"Sir, do you have a problem with this slave?" Mo Ling asked weakly.
I said in a deep voice: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's a small matter. I was a little careless in dealing with a small problem, but it doesn't matter. I can recover after half a day's rest!"
Mo Ling obviously didn't want to explain any more, so I didn't ask further and said, "Then you go back to rest first and recover from your injuries!"
Mo Ling nodded and turned back to his room.
Yang Xiaoyun said in a low voice: "The origin of this woman is unknown. Anyway, I always dislike her!"
You might as well just say that people of the same sex repel each other!
The relationship between Yang Xiaoyun and Han Qianqian was also good in the past. Since my appearance, the relationship between Yang Xiaoyun and Han Qianqian has had a little problem. A large part of the reason why Yang Xiaoyun can't stand Mo Ling is probably because of me.
It has something to do with it!
The day passed quickly, and the black fog covering the corridor on the second floor of the small hotel still did not dissipate. It was not clear what the boss and the high-level ghost were doing.
Towards evening, a guest came to the small shabby hotel, the old man in a tuxedo.
I told Yang Xiaoyun that Old Man Tuxedo was in this city. When Yang Xiaoyun learned that Old Man Tuxedo was coming, she stayed in her room and was too lazy to go down and say hello to her third grandfather.
I don't know where Sister Ling and the others have gone. The boss and the high-level ghost messenger Niu San are still staying on the second floor with no idea what they are doing. I am the only one who has gone to receive the old man in the tuxedo.
In the waiting area of the hall, an old man in a tuxedo was drinking tea elegantly. After seeing me coming, he said straight to the point with a smile: "Tonight, some people from Dao Sect have entered the underground palace under Fulong Mountain. There is a sign at the entrance.
People from the Taoist sect are guarding the area. The local snakes in Nanling and the overseas forces are already ready to move. Let’s go there around eight o’clock in the evening and let those guys take the lead..."
I sat opposite the old man in the tuxedo, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said quietly: "You want others to take the lead, so you don't have to worry about being tricked? Do you have any specific plans? You can't just rush in all at once.
Let’s go into the underground palace, right?”
The old man in the tuxedo smiled and said: "Your grandfather has already told your boss about the specific plan, and your boss has no objections!"
Hearing this, I frowned slightly.
The boss didn’t mention this to us!
"Bang bang bang..."
At this moment, a dull sound of explosions came from upstairs, as if someone was setting off firecrackers upstairs.
The old man in the tuxedo blinked, looked at the ceiling with some cracks, and then looked at me doubtfully.
I said calmly: "The cleaning lady is cleaning, and there is a lot of noise!"
The old man in the tuxedo obviously didn't believe my lies, so he didn't say anything more. He stood up with a smile and said goodbye, saying he would wait for us outside the city around eight o'clock in the evening.
As soon as the old man in tuxedo left the small shabby hotel, a large piece of the ceiling in the lobby fell off, smoke and dust were everywhere, and black mist billowed endlessly from the large hole in the ceiling. The yin energy in the small shabby hotel seemed to be more intense.
Before I was ready to go upstairs to check the situation, the billowing Yin Qi began to shrink rapidly. In just a few breaths, the Yin Qi lingering in this small shabby hotel disappeared.
I quickly went up to the second floor. When I came to the corner of the stairs, I saw Yang Xiaoyun and the others coming down from upstairs. After we looked at each other, we walked towards the corridor on the second floor.
The billowing black fog that shrouded the place disappeared, and there was deathly silence on the second floor.
The doors of several rooms near the stairs were all open and empty. The boss and the high-level ghost agent were not seen. When we arrived at the last door at the end of the corridor, the door was tightly closed.
Even though it was open, there was no movement inside either.
I knocked on the door gently and whispered: "Boss, are you okay?"
