290, The Secret of the Tower 1

In addition to smiling secretly, Yang Feng really doesn't know how to tell Han Jing: Even if the ice mysterious beast farm is to be built, there is no need to build it in such a remote place, right?

"You have no problem, do you?" Han Jing finally wanted to ask Yang Feng's opinion. After all, she knew that it would cost a lot of money to build that ice-based mysterious beast farm.

"No, your idea is very interesting." At this time, fools will raise objections, and even the wrongdoer has to be happy. Besides, Yang Feng will not pay out of his own pocket.

Lou Shaofeng didn't dare to show that Yang Feng was a smart man doing stupid things. When Yang Feng asked him to quickly go to the lord of the Northern Xinjiang branch temple, he immediately wiped oil on the soles of his feet as if he had been granted amnesty.

"Before the appointment of the new city owner is made, the city guard will temporarily replace the city owner." After Yang Feng announced, he pulled Han Jing and left. They made an appointment with Zamulang to meet at the cannibal flower inn in the city. With Zamuhe leading the way, they soon found the inn full of cannibal flowers, which was also the only inn in the city.

The cannibal flowers grow in the virgin forest and swamp area. The flowers are delicate, shaped like sun wheels, and have the fragrance of orchids. It takes ten lives to open a flower, and then ten flowers produce ten green fruits, one of which devour another nine small fruits. For a hundred years, the fruit has changed from green to brown to blood-red red, which is a rare medicinal material.

How many lives do the cannibals who crawl on the outer wall of the whole inn devour? Seeing that there were already many brown and even red fruits on it, Yang Feng doubted how many lives had been swallowed by those fruits.

"Wow, it's a beautiful flower!"

"Touch those flowers!"

Yang Feng screamed a little slower, and Han Jing's hand had touched the man-eating flower. The flower and the dozen flowers around her burst up and wrapped her whole body. The flowers were like a big mouth sticking to all parts of her body.

The ice soul sword shook gently in the Dantian, and the cold sword breath came out, immediately freezing all the cannibal flowers on Han Jing's body and the cannibal flowers around her.

Helping to tear off those frozen man-eating flowers, Yang Feng scolded, "The more bright the flowers are, the more dangerous they are. Don't you know? So reckless, this is a cannibal flower, and it's not good to eat all your skin and flesh.

When she was wrapped in cannibal flowers, Han Jing smelled a strong smell of blood and asked with lingering lingering thoughts, "Why are there such sinister flowers?"

"This is the national flower of the Giant Kingdom."

"Who planted this flower outside the inn so viciously? If ordinary people passing by inadtentionally hit the wall, they won't die in vain."

It is very common to decorate the exterior wall with man-eating flowers, which can prevent mosquitoes and resist the invasion of beasts. If you don't believe it, ask Za Muhe, is the outer wall of their house also full of cannibal flowers? Yang Feng explained with a smile. Finally, he saw that Han Jing, who was fearless, had something to be afraid of. He was thinking about whether to get some seeds for cannibal flowers and go back to scare her to play.

"Well, yes." Zamu nodded heavily, as if he had made some major speech, quite excited. No wonder, for his country child, the city owner is a high-ranking figure. Suddenly, the two people he met on the road can kill the city owner at will, and he is the big man in the Xuanqi Temple he yearns for. How can he not be excited?

entered the inn and opened three upper rooms. Yang Feng and Han Jing lived one by one each, and Zamuhe and his son lived one each.

Zamulang quickly found it and stood respectfully outside Yang Feng's door and deliberately knocked on the door. Although he did not catch up with the bustle outside the city owner's mansion, he heard the comments on the streets and alleys, and was particularly grateful to Han Jing and Yang Feng, who killed the black city owner. Yang Feng asked him to go in and talk, and he knelt down when he entered the door.

"Don't be polite." Yang Feng brushed it casually and let Zamulang and his son get up involuntarily.

Han Jing immediately ran over when she heard the movement next door. Seeing Zamulang's tears in her eyes, she couldn't help asking, "Uncle Zamu, what are you doing?" Has anyone bullied you?

"No, I am grateful to the two adults for the family who died unjustly."

"Huh? What do you mean? Has your family been killed by the old man who took you to Nanmo?

"After the lord of the black city took office, he fabricated a crime of being a bandit, and all his family property was confiscated. Poor that 392 people of our clan died. In order to leave a bloodline for our master, I exchanged my eldest son for the master's youngest grandson. Have pity on my son!" With that, Zamulang burst into tears.

Zamuhe also came over quickly when he heard his father's voice and heard his father's words outside the door as if he had been hit by lightning.

Han Jing's eyes turned red.

Although Yang Feng is not a good person and has little sympathy, he also respects loyal and righteous people like Zamulang from the bottom of his heart. He poured a cup of tea with his own hands and handed it over and said, "You can build an ancestral temple for your master, and the cost will be paid by our Nanmo branch. All your biological sons have entered the Fengyun College under my Xuanqi Temple.

"Thank you, my lord!" Zamulang knelt down again and was pulled by Han Jing.

"Uncle, why don't you move to Nanmo, and the family can often be together." Han Jing's enthusiastic advice.

Zamulang's eyes lit up and immediately dim: "Children can go."

Yang Feng understood Zamulang's idea and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about the cost. Zamuhe and his brothers' living and study expenses are free, and you can also do miscellaneous things in the college. Otherwise, he will go to the branch hall and give our deputy hall the responsibility for escorting the ice mysterious beast back to the southern desert from here.

I didn't hear that Yang Feng's last words were joking again. Han Jing clapped his hands and smiled, "Yes, the ice mysterious beast here must be transported back when it is raised."

The topic of building an ice-based mysterious beast farm here is also the hottest. Zamulang also heard it all the way, and now he understands why Yang Feng thought of this idea. He was an honest man and said, "Isn't it a loss to build an ice-based mysterious beast farm here?"

If Yang Feng said this, Han Jing would definitely lose her temper. It was Zamulang who said that she just scratched her scalp and asked, "Why did you lose money?" The mysterious beasts raised by our family are fed by ordinary beasts or low-level mysterious beasts.

"The main reason is that it should not be built in this place."

"I don't think anyone wants so many prey, so I want to build a mysterious beast farm so that it won't be a waste for everyone to throw away the hard-earned beasts."

"The cost of transportation is too high."

"With his flying boat, I feel that it will arrive in a short time." Han Jing pointed to Yang Feng's nose and said.

Holding Han Jing's hand, Yang Feng smiled and asked, "Do you know how much the crystals needed for flying the boat are worth? That special crystal is also a combat readiness material in the temple, and there are quotas. This flight has consumed my reserves for half a year. After flying back, I have to pay out of my own pocket to buy quotas.

"Do you still want to buy the quota?"

"There is no quota, no money and no place to buy it! And without the crystals cut with special knives, the performance of the flying boat will not be stable. If you can't buy crystals, you can't take the flying boat again this year.

"What a stingy! What should I do? Will the farm not be built? Han Jing said cowardly.

Laughing, Yang Feng said again, "The ice-based mysterious beast farm here has been built. When you are bored, take a flying boat to transport it. Anyway, it will take time for the little mysterious beast to grow up.

"Yes, let's choose the mysterious beast breed that takes a long time to grow up. It's not limited to ice, as long as it's easy to feed. Han Jing is not hot now, and she also understands that it is difficult to breed locally.

"How can that work! The vice-master of Han said that if it is an ice-based mysterious beast farm, it must be ice-based. Yang Feng took the opportunity to show his full support for Han Jing. Sure enough, the beautiful woman smiled beautifully when she heard the words.

"When you are bored, you can take a flying boat to get lucky" can be said, which shows that Yang Feng is rich and generous, and Zamulang no longer persuades him. Moreover, he is still speculating whether Lord Yang has other deep intentions.

After ending the topic of ice farms, Yang Feng asked Zamulang about investigating the tower.

Zamulang's uncle, a gardener in the city owner's mansion, revealed that on a full moon night, before the tower in the south of the city disappears, the city owner will send some death row prisoners to it one after another. After the tower reappeared, the death row prisoners imprisoned inside also disappeared.

"Did this city owner do this, or did the former city owners do this?" Yang Feng keenly grasped a key point.

"The former city owners did this, which is an open secret in the city owner's mansion, but no one dares to reveal it to the outside world. Since all those who disappeared in the tower were death row prisoners and did not leave blood stains, corpses or even clothes and hair, it is not certain that those people were killed in the tower.

"Did that tower exist a long time ago?"

"I heard that it existed before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Originally, there were two towers, called the Twin Towers, but later the north tower of the city disappeared for no reason, and now it's just the south tower of the city.

"It's a little interesting." Yang Feng stroked his chin and showed a thoughtful look.

After waiting for a long time, Han Jing asked, "What's interesting?"

Before answering, Yang Feng said the conditions first: "If you promise not to enter the tower, I will tell you."

I can't wait to rush into the tower to see what's going on now. How could Han Jing agree? She said cunningly, "You talk first, and I'll promise."

Yang Feng begged, "This tower is very evil, A Jing, don't go in if you obey."

blinking, Han Jing pointed shrewdly, "Listen, are you ready to go in?"

"One of us has to be on guard outside, otherwise what if the door is blocked? Besides, how annoying it would be if there were zombies in it.

"Are you scared of me?"

"Really, I suspect that the tower is a thousand-year-old zombie."

"You said it was a giant snake, and it swallowed people, so there were no belt bones left."

"Isn't you afraid of a snake? The body is slippery and greasy, the snake's eyes are glowing green, and the snake's concuing sound, and maybe its snakes and snakes are lurking in a dark corner or a corner above your head, when you pass by--

"Go to hell!" Yang Feng said that the back of her neck was cold, and Han Jing kicked her directly.