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Chapter 155 Private Prison

Late at night a few days later, Han Liang was surrounded by several teenagers dressed in black and standing in front of his study desk. Two lanterns illuminated the desk clearly, and a roll of drawings spread out on the table was clearly visible.

At this time, Han Liang's demeanor was calm, decisive and neat. He could not be reminded of the careless businessman a few nights ago. He pointed at the drawings, as if he was pointing out the country, and said with high spirits: "Someone Han has secretly sent people to look for him for a long time.

I just found this design drawing of the Zhou family residence and realized that there is indeed a mystery in it. I'm afraid you don't even know about some places, Miss Sun. For example, this place, on the surface, looks like an ordinary Buddhist temple.

, but it is actually an escape passage exclusively for the upper-level Zhou family. You must remember it. If you really can’t escape by then, you can find a way to enter the Buddhist hall and turn the candlestick on the lower left side of the golden Buddha statue three times to the right at the same time.

, If you attack the Zhou family in the future, you must also prevent Zhou Ju from escaping."

"This... we'll talk about it later. You'd better tell us where our friends are first!" Zhou Yan nodded, indicating that she had memorized this path, and then urged

"Okay!" Han Liang smiled, pointed to a few places on the map, and said, "As far as Han knows, your friends were not taken into cells - neither inside nor outside! And these places are.

Where private prisoners are held, I think they may be in one or two of them.”

"This is..." Zhou Yan looked at these places with eyes a little straight, and said hesitantly, "under the second aunt's boudoir bed, the back wall of the uncle's study, grandma's small Buddhist hall... and the Jinmingyuan altar.

"Uncle Han below, it's hard to get in here!" Fortunately, the second aunt said that she was a concubine taken by her father during his lifetime, and was not favored. There were not many guards in the courtyard where she lived, and other places... it was really bad.

Close! This is the important place of the family!

"Oh! Take it one step at a time!" Luo Yan rubbed his forehead in annoyance. He thought it would be easy with Han Liang's help, but unexpectedly...

Ge San smacked his lips, pointed at the altar on the map and asked, "What is carved on it?"

"It is said in the history book of Baize that the Yellow Emperor traveled to the East China Sea and encountered this beast. It could speak and express the feelings of all things. It asked about the ghosts and gods in the world. Since ancient times, essence has been a thing, and wandering souls have changed. There are 1,520

Zhong, Bai Ze said it, and the emperor ordered it to be written with pictures to show the world, "Xuanyuan Benji", "Baopuzi (Jiyan)", and "Ruiying Pictures" are all recorded." Zhou Yan glanced at these places,

explained somewhat absentmindedly

"Bai Ze?" Luo Yan was a little curious, so he came closer and said, "Your ancestor is really strange. Why did he dig a private cell either in the Buddhist hall or under the divine beast? Isn't he afraid of offending the gods?"

Zhou Yan explained: "My father once told me about this. He said that generally labor prisoners have a lot of grievances. Buddha and Baize can just play a role in eliminating grievances and liberating prisoners."

"Oh" Luo Yan nodded, looked at the drawings again, turned to them and asked, "Shall we set off?"

"Um..." At this time, Xiang Sheng laughed and said timidly, "Should I go too?"

Luo Yan glanced at him and said with a smile: "What do you think? If you don't want to go, forget it, because I'm almost out of medicine..."

"I'll go!" Xiang Sheng shouted hurriedly, and then said with a grimace, "Young Master is here, can't you be more merciful? Even if you hire a part-time worker, you still have to consider his ability..."

"Are you incompetent?" Ge San opened his mouth as expected. At this time, he glanced up and down at Xiang Sheng's lower body, smiling playfully and ambiguously.

"Damn it, you can't be serious!" Zhou Yan blushed, pinched his waist hard, and cursed in a low voice.

"Okay! Stop making trouble. If you don't go, you won't go. Just stay here and help us prepare some medicines and so on!" Luo Yan stopped them, ordered Xiang Sheng, and took the time to look at the layout of Zhou Mansion's buildings for the last time.

, just take Zhou Yan, Ge San, Ge Xiaowu and Ah Bu and leave.

After passing through the streets, the Zhou Mansion was right in front of them. With the help of the surrounding trees, a few people landed quietly in the back garden of the Zhou Mansion. In front of them, there were green trees and clouds covering the moon. This was exactly where the thieves were.

good time

Luo Yan asked everyone to squat down, and under the cover of flowers and trees, he whispered: "We are not sure where it is yet, so let's split up, one person in two places, I will be responsible for the east side, and by the way, Xiao Wu and

We are in a group and are not allowed to run around!" As he said this, he glanced at Ge Xiaowu, who was about to move, but the latter immediately withered.

Ge San asked his question in a low voice: "The question is, how do we contact everyone after we find it?"

Luo Yan was a little confused and blurted out: "Don't you have enough soul power?"

Ge Sanyi spread his hands and sighed: "Zhou Yan mentioned that these places are all for shielding soul power. It is impossible for our soul fluctuations to be transmitted out." As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Ge Xiaowu and Luo Yan were both

Looking at the two of them ambiguously, he blushed a little, but still said confidently, "What are you looking at, Luo Yan, this is because you are not thoughtful, I have to criticize you!"

"Oh~" Luo Yan and Ge Xiaowu both screamed and laughed, before Luo Yan said with a bitter face, "This is troublesome, I don't have a jade charm on me either!"

"Jade talisman? You mean the sound transmission jade talisman?" Zhou Yan suddenly interrupted and asked, while scanning Luo Yan strangely, wondering, "That thing seems to only be owned by people with extremely high status? Where did you get it?" Luo Yan

Yan was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Zhou Yan to care about such a thing at this time. Jade talismans were naturally nothing unusual in the Chushen Realm, let alone the kind of jade talisman that only conveyed messages. Even if Luo Yan had a jade that could communicate instantly,

The talisman is not unusual, it’s just that the value of the two is that one is on earth and the other is in heaven.

"Okay, when is it?" Ge San patted Zhou Yan's head. He vaguely knew something about Luo Yan. If people didn't want to tell them, he wouldn't force them.

Zhou Yan knew she had made a mistake, so she smiled and suggested: "Why don't we light a fire as a warning? If anyone finds someone, set a fire nearby, which will make the scene more chaotic."

"Well, yes, I'm afraid people who shouldn't have come are attracted," Luo Yan reminded me depressedly. He had no other choice but to agree.

After discussing it, several people dispersed and left, each looking in a different direction. Luo Yan thought for a while, Jinmingyuan was too big, so it would be better to go to the old lady's small Buddhist hall first.

It is said that this was the place where the old lady worshiped Buddha during her lifetime. Nowadays, the defenses are naturally loose. Luo Yan only spent a quarter of an hour to search through the entire secret room of the Buddhist hall and found nothing strange. But just when he was about to leave

At that time, a small poem on Xue Tao's paper that he accidentally pulled out attracted his attention.

"I remember the sunset on the west mountain, and I don't know where I am in the depths of the clouds... Just stay here and say goodbye with tears in my eyes." Luo Yan was a little curious. The paper was old and his talent was not very good. Could it be a love poem written by an old lady for an old gentleman?

? He didn’t want to pry into other people’s privacy, and just as he was about to put it down, a line of small words next to him completely stunned him...

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