Now Xuewei has already regarded the boy around him as his true emperor, feeling his broad mind, and said in an involuntary sentence, "I want to tell you a big secret ..."
Ximen Lang was stunned and asked busy: "What secret is it?"
Xue Wei said softly: "It is about Hualongjie and Mountain and River Fan. You are so good to me, I should tell you this secret."
Ximen Lang was excited for a while, barely stabilized his emotions, and said, "Let me listen to it?"
"You got the iron box before, and there were no two treasures in it. I didn't know it. I heard it later. It is said that it was snatched by the people of Xihuamen.
Give it to death, I was afraid for a while, wouldn't it be bad if you opened the iron box you opened. "
Ximen Lang laughed and said, "It's okay, I am blessed, so there is a thunderous guy to be a dead ghost. Is your secret telling me where is the real treasure hidden?"
Xue Wei nodded, and then said, "Yes. When I came to Z, when I came to Z, I talked to my grandfather and my father, saying that Hualongjie and Shanhe Fan were hidden in the ground with the iron box with fake treasures.
Dig down five feet deep, the other small iron box is just. "
"Ah ..." Ximen Lang was surprised for a while, and couldn't help feeling: "Your grandpa is really old -fashioned. He actually came up with such a way to put the iron box with dark arrows above the real treasure.
After the Tibetan secret location, I dug out the first iron box, that's really self -seeking. "
"My grandfather said, this time I was abnormally dangerous to country Z, maybe I may encounter any unexpected. If there is an accident, let my father dig out the two treasures and take it away. According to my estimation, Grandpa He is here here.
After leaving, you will definitely go to the Treasure location to dig out those two things, so now you have to go to the ancient city of Nanjing, first take out the treasure. "
Ximen Lang asked a little surprise: "Xue Wei, you told me this secret, isn't that right with your grandpa and father?"
Xue Wei whispered: "Originally they were wrong. Hualongjie and mountains and rivers were originally yours. This time for you to take it back, it can be regarded as the original master. And you are my boyfriend, that is, my future.
Husband, I have settled you, we will get married in the future, I am the people of your Ximen family, you are my husband, in my heart, you are more important than grandpa and father. "
Some words moved Ximen Lang very much, hugging her tightly, saying solemnly: "Xuewei, I will never live up to you!"
Xue Wei almost dizzy with happiness, and said like a dream: "I am the same, Xiaolang, I will love you forever ..."
With a short time, Xue Wei opened him and said anxiously: "Xiaolang, you go, so as not to take away the treasures, then you will be empty."
Ximenlang nodded, "Well, I will go to the south, you will take care of the wounds here, wait for me to come back with peace of mind." Just in the period of time, he had already used the mixed yuan to bring the residual cold in the opponent's body with the mixed Yuan.
Solution, as long as it is fake, Xuewei's body | body can naturally recover as early.
"Well, you go ahead."
Ximen Lang bid farewell to Xuewei, and directly instructed the hospital leaders to take care of the three girls who stayed in, and sent it to protect the Crazy Cloud Guard.
In the early morning, the helicopter arrived at Nanjing Ancient City and landed at the headquarters of the Huamen subordinate hall. Luo Aohan, the leader of Hongshun Hall, led his troops to station here. When he saw the deputy elder arriving, he hurried over to greet him.
Before Ximenlang got off the plane, he asked Luo Ao to call someone into the cabin and explain. The latter nodded frequently and then left.
About half an hour later, Luo Aohan came here again, carrying a package in his hand. When the cabin door opened, he handed the package over and said: "Vice-elder, here are the clothes and hats you asked for. That set
Although the clothes are shabby, they are clean."
Ximenlang took the package and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work."
Luo Aohan was flattered and said: "That's right, it's not hard at all."
"That's okay, it's okay, you can go and do your work."
"Okay, I need you to give me any instructions."
"I will."
Luo Aohan turned around and left. Ximen Lang in the cabin opened the package, took out the patched tattered clothes and put them on, and put on an old pointed bamboo hat. He looked like a beggar. He pressed the brim of the hat down
It is very low, so that it is not easy for others to see his fair face.
After a while, Ximenlang got off the helicopter in disguise, walked out of the station, and slowly headed towards Liexuan Lake. For him, time was short, and he did not believe that Xue Wensheng could be faster than the helicopter.
More than an hour later, Ximen Lang arrived near Liexuan Lake, where he found a roadside stall for breakfast. He ate eight meat buns and a bowl of soup, and continued to move forward while burping.
Once upon a time, the temporary headquarters of Donghua Gate became a forbidden area and no one was allowed to enter. Later, there was a big battle between Hua Gate and Donghua Gate. Countless people died here, and the corpses piled up like mountains, so that there were rumors of being haunted.
Few people set foot here. Even Luo Aohan, who was in charge of stationing in Nanjing, felt that this place was not very auspicious, so he placed many of his subordinates in other places. Today, this courtyard is empty, like a ghost.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Ximen Lang arrived here, climbed over the wall, and found that the place was in a state of decay. However, the original office building was still there, and the lush old locust tree in the north of the yard was still growing in place, with branches and leaves.
Swinging in the wind and making a rustling sound.
Ximen Lang walked under the tree, jumped up, and landed on a tree more than three meters high. He just sat cross-legged on a thick branch, practicing Hunyuan Gong...
The bright sun and its slow moving position, the light from weak to strong, and then from strong to weak, the day passed by unconsciously.
After practicing for a long time, Ximen Lang noticed that his skill was increasing rapidly and he was very excited. He raised his head, leaned against the tree and took a nap, falling into sleep.
It wasn't until about nine o'clock in the night that Ximen Lang opened his eyes, stood up, and hid himself among the branches and leaves of the old locust tree. His golden eyes flickered and he scanned the surrounding environment with a keen eye, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity to move.
The moon hung obliquely in the sky, emitting a faint light. For ordinary people, the visibility was very low, but for Ximen Lang, who had golden eyes, it was no different from daytime.
There was a faint sound in the distance, and a black shadow climbed over the wall and rushed towards this side, extremely fast and silently...