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1577 Whose acting is more exquisite 2

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Feng Jiuzhou and Zhou Wenbai both thought they were very smart, but in fact, their acting skills were more superb, but they could not see through it or expect it.

Feng Wan went back to Xin's house.

As Mr. and Feng Ling later judged, since Feng Jiuzhou's power is in Xunzhou, no matter how hidden it is, it will never be separated from Xunzhou City.

Leaving their residence, the carriage walked northward on the bustling streets to the end, turned westward, and then turned into an alley.

The alley is not too narrow, and it can accommodate the carriage.

Fengying, who was nestled on the soft couch in the car, looked up at the master, and finally understood in his heart that he had been shopping in the city for so many days but had not found any clues.

But thinking about it, the shady forces naturally need to avoid noisy places in the crowd, otherwise it will be easy to detect when entering and leaving.

When visiting the market, she must go to a noisy place. In order not to arouse suspicion, she cannot deliberately go to remote places. Since that is the case, it is not surprising that she has not found it.

The carriage walked in the alley for a long time. The alley seemed very deep, as if there was no end. I kept walking and walking, and there was no sound around me, and it was quiet like a dead city.

Feng Ling suddenly felt a little depressed and subconsciously wanted to reach out and open the curtain to take a look. However, before his hand was stretched out, the master had already spoken lightly: "Close your eyes and go to bed."

What?

Feng Ling was stunned and looked at his master.

Close your eyes and go to bed?

The master glanced at her calmly and told her with his eyes that she had heard nothing wrong.

So Fengling nodded silently and really closed his eyes against the soft couch.

The master glanced at her, closed his eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

The carriage had been gone for a long time, but Fengling felt that the carriage had walked a long way in a daze, and then seemed to begin to lean forward little by little, slowly. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the silent master who was narrowing her eyes.

The master had no expression on his face, and he was still so calm, but the calmness at this time seemed particularly profound and unfathomable.

Fengling was a little uneasy, but at this moment, he looked at the calmness on his master's face and suddenly felt quiet.

"Master, this carriage is so strange." Fengling spoke, his voice sounded crisp and nice, "It feels like it is tilted..."

"Yes." The master nodded lightly, "Your feeling is right."

Fengling said: "Where is the carriage going now?"

"I can't explain it clearly," said the master, "you don't have to ask too much."

Fengling heard this and stopped asking, but they all knew it clearly that according to the direction and feeling of the carriage, they were clearly walking under the ground.

The horse's hooves were stepping on stone steps, and the wheels were rippling, but the slope was not steep, but it extended from the ground to the ground little by little, so the speed of the carriage could barely stabilize and would not be out of control.

The journey was very quiet, and there was almost no sound in my ears. As the carriage penetrated the ground and walked through the long stone steps, I finally reached the flat ground. Only then did a vague sound finally penetrate into my eardrums.

A stern and tense aura surrounds the surroundings. Even through the thick carriage curtains, this depressing aura can be clearly felt. As the carriage continues to move forward, the sound of drilling into the eardrums becomes clearer.

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