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Chapter 922

Chapter 922

"Chen Yang, will something happen this afternoon?"

Logan asked with a bit of worry.

She heard what Hu Tu said before. There was not enough gunpowder, and the patience of those who were sent to the afterlife was not enough.

When the gunpowder runs out, their patience runs out.

Don't look at the fact that Zhu Wuneng is treated as a courtesy now, and he has US dollars to open the way, and he is a master with every mouthful.

At that time, guns and knives will definitely greet each other.

"rest assured."

Chen Yang smiled and said: "Don't say that Zhu Wuneng has really mastered moving mountains and unloading ridges, and touching the four sects of the Golden Haired Qiu. Even the map he took off that ass is enough for him to do it."

"This Fatty Zhu is not a fuel-efficient lamp. There is a reason why he talks so eloquently."

Chen Yang took Tang Wan's hand and carefully rubbed it between his palms. He felt that it was obviously rougher than before, and he felt extremely distressed.

Tang Wan almost had his skin scratched by him, so he pulled back angrily, raised his chin towards the wooden building, and asked: "Then you are hanging out with them, are you trying to find someone else's way?"

"I......"

As soon as Chen Yang responded, Tang Wan covered his mouth with his hand.

"Don't say no, I saw you winking at Fatty Zhu at that time."

There was a rare cunning look in Tang Wan's eyes.

Chen Yang laughed dumbly and admitted.

"Okay, you saw it."

Chen Yang said calmly: "It's not that I'm not worried about Lao Zhu's craftsmanship. It's actually where we are going and the person we want to meet is really not an ordinary person."

"The Khitan goddess was a powerful figure in the Liao Dynasty at that time, and she was a figure that she followed throughout her life. Her tomb will definitely receive attention."

"Coupled with the superstition of the ancients, I am afraid that if I really believe that the Khitan goddess will return, I will work harder."

Chen Yang said with a solemn expression: "It is quite dangerous for such a big man to have a special mausoleum built with the efforts of the whole country. What's more, with such a revival of spiritual energy, even divine objects such as spirit stones have begun to reappear. Some things that were not originally

The problem of the problem will become the problem again.”

Tang Wan thought about it for a while and finally understood.

Chen Yang meant that there might be some supernatural power in the tomb of the Khitan Goddess.

Before the spirit stone reappears, those arrangements may be nonsense, just like the terracotta warriors and horses in the Qin Mausoleum. Is it possible that they can really revive and kill people and guard the ancestral dragon?

But now, it's hard to say.

While he was talking, Zhu Wuneng's cursing voice came from far and near.

The old uncle and nephew, jumping up and down, came back from the survey.

"You said you were stupid, didn't you?"

"Kanyu, you must know astronomy and geography, not just copy them mechanically."

"The old white man really didn't scold you wrong."

Zhu Wuneng held his head high, Hu Tu nodded and bowed, and they walked back to Chen Yang and Tang Wan.

Almost at about the same time, the sound of chanting sutras in the wooden building finally stopped.

The reincarnated goddess, surrounded by the old white man, the mixed-haired girl Yunzi and others, went down from the wooden building and walked towards where Chen Yang and the others were.

Zhu Wuneng ignored those people, took a branch, and drew a map of the surrounding terrain on the ground.

Chen Yang and Tang Wan took a look and found that they did match the beautiful butts they had seen before.

"Huh?"

Chen Yang took another look and immediately discovered something strange.

Compared with the tattoo map, the current topographic map drawn by Zhu Wuneng has an extra lake...

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