Yang Luo exclaimed. He had heard what Senior Brother Shen Yuhua said before, that Taoist Priest Yuanxu said in his letter that there were great changes in the capital, and that Taoist Priest Yuanxu was already in deep crisis at this time.
Even a peerless expert like Taoist Priest Yuanxu could not escape from this dangerous situation. You can imagine how dangerous it is.
"What's wrong? The capital is densely populated, luxurious and prosperous. If our Yang family wants to take a step forward, it is natural to develop in the capital. And I have purchased some properties in the capital over the years. I will not be unprepared this time!"
Seeing that Yang Luo seemed puzzled, Yang Dachang opened his mouth to explain.
When Yang Luo heard this, he immediately hesitated. If he wanted Yang Dachang to change his decision easily based on Shen Yuhua's words, it must be impossible. Besides, the situation in the capital was also deduced by Shen Yuhua.
Number of works.
Thinking of this, Yang Luo spoke.
"Everything depends on father's arrangement!"
After Yang Dachang heard this, he laughed loudly and said.
"If you have any unfinished business in Tianyang, you'd better settle it as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to go back to Tianyang in the future!"
"I see!"
Yang Luo replied, and then quickly asked.
"Then when will we set off?"
"We will set off on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month!"
…
After Yang Dachang mentioned this, Yang Luo realized that he still had a lot of things to do in Tianyang City.
First of all, he needs to visit his old friends one by one. Han Guozheng, Li Gongfu, and Xu Guangyi have all been very helpful to him. When the time comes, he will have to pay tribute to him.
As for those bad friends, Yang Luo decided not to waste time anymore. He simply packed up the table, packed up and left. Among the few rich young men he could like in Tianyang City, Lu Sihao was already deeply involved.
He is in jail, and there is also Ye Fan!
Ugh!
Thinking of Ye Fan, Yang Luo suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen him for a long time. He didn't know if he had walked out of the green ocean, but he felt that Ye Fan was not someone who could be knocked down so easily.
In addition to old friends, Yang Luo still has several unanswered questions in Tianyang City that need to be answered urgently.
Thinking of this, Yang Luo no longer hesitated. He rode on a BMW alone and ran towards the north of the city. Not long after, Yang Luo came to a very familiar place.
There is a forgotten well here, and there is a girl rolling her eyes in the well!
Although Yang Luo killed countless ghosts that night, he was sure that the white-eyed female ghost from the ancient well was not among them.
Yang Luo slowly walked to the ancient well. This ancient well has now been completely crushed by a huge boulder, and the people around him also know that several lives have been lost in it. No one comes to draw water anymore, not even the several households next to the ancient well.
, have all been moved away in a hurry.
Yang Luo walked to the well, stretched out his hands, and slowly moved the boulder covering it. With a buzzing sound of friction, a dark hole appeared in front of Yang Luo's eyes.
Yang Luo looked inside, but didn't find anything, so he took out the jade pendant in his arms and saw that the jade pendant had become green!
Yang Luo breathed a long sigh of relief. It turned out that the female ghost who rolled her eyes at him was still there!
So he picked up a few stones from the side and threw them in.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several crisp sounds came, and ripples reflected white light at the bottom of the well.
"Hey! Are you still there?"
Yang Luo put his head in and shouted inside. Waves of echoes kept echoing in the well, and then completely silenced.
Yang Luo waited for a while, but the white-eyed female ghost did not appear.
"Hey! I'm leaving soon!"
Yang Luo shouted again.
There is still no change at the bottom of the well.
"But I will come back again! You have to stay here obediently and don't run around! Otherwise, I won't be able to find you when I come back, and I won't be able to kill you. Do you understand?"
Yang Luo waited for a while, but there was still no response from the bottom of the well. He shook his head, sealed the boulder again, cursed, and then left.
After a long time, the originally calm water surface at the bottom of the well suddenly rippled in circles. Then, a woman with disheveled hair emerged from the water. She raised her head and looked at the mouth of the well where her head was once again plunged into darkness. Her pupilless eyes suddenly appeared.
A hint of black appeared.
Then, the female ghost's figure sank again and disappeared above the water.
…
After returning to the Yang Mansion, Yang Luo summoned Xiao Xizi. He originally wanted to set up a table in a large restaurant to entertain the rich second generation, but then he changed his mind and decided to take the opportunity to hold another flower tasting party at Baihua Building.
Although Yang Luo has never found out what's wrong with He Huaxiang, his intuition has always made him unable to ignore this person, so he took this opportunity to check again for the last time. If he hasn't found it yet, forget it. From then on, the two places
Being separated, even if the other party causes trouble, it has nothing to do with you.
So Yang Luo arranged for Xiao Xizi to contact the young masters of each family, and they made an appointment three days later to participate in the flower-tasting event at the Baihua Tower. Presumably because of Yang Luo's reputation, they would not dare not come.
Afterwards, Yang Luo closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, and then called Xiao Xizi again and ordered him to prepare three generous gifts. Yang Luo planned to visit Xu Guangyi, Guo Guozheng and Li Gongfu tomorrow.
…
On the evening of the second day, Yang Luo brought gifts to the official residence of Han Guo. During the day, Han Guo Zheng was at the government office. At this time, Zhao State was cracking down on corruption. It was not convenient to go to the official residence with gifts.
When he came to the door of Han Guozheng's house, Yang Luo sighed in his heart. He thought that his life was hanging by a thread when he was beaten by Wu Yunshan, the three corpse sect here, and even knocked down the wall of Han Guozheng's house, but it was okay.
, finally South Korea took action and saved his life.
Huh?
Suddenly, Yang Luo made a sound of surprise, because he suddenly thought of something important just now.
In the past few days, he has been trying his best to find out the various secrets of the Three Corpses Sect, but he has no way to start. Lu Sihao's Dharma Protector is just starting out and does not know the many secrets of the Three Corpses Sect, which makes Yang Luo's plan stuck here.
But when he came to South Korea's home, he suddenly thought of a person, a person he had always ignored, and that was Wu Yunshan.
As a veteran elder of the Three Corpses Sect, Wu Yunshan must know a lot about the Three Corpses Sect, and last time South Korea only captured him alive and did not kill him...
But...it has been two months since this happened, so Wu Yunshan must not be killed by South Korea!
Thinking of this, Yang Luo couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He hurriedly walked up to the door and slammed the door of South Korea's main house.
"Old Han, Old Han, open the door! I am Yang Luo!"
But no one seemed to hear it, so Yang Luo couldn't help but knock on the door again frantically.
"Who! Knocking on my door this late at night!"
A cursing voice came, and then with a squeak, an old man wearing a short coat appeared in front of Yang Luo.
"It turns out it's you, kid, who disturbed my dream!"
South Korea was about to close the door, but Yang Luo raised his hands full of gifts in front of him.
South Korea looked at it, stopped closing the door, coughed, and said.
"Come here as soon as you come, and why do you want to bring any gifts? It's really unreasonable!"
After saying that, he took the gift from Yang Luo and turned around.
Yang Luo's face froze, and then he quickly followed in.