Chapter 176 Exploring the Mysterious House

Flying the edge of the waves.

Yang Jing only felt that his laughter was strange. Hearing it, it was disturbing and indescribably uncomfortable. It seemed that more than a dozen giant insects suddenly crawled on his back, and it seemed that they had swallowed something that could not be spit out or vomit. His mind moved, and after hiding in the rocks by the sea, he circled to the front and saw a thin and small man blocking the road. His face could not be seen clearly in the dark, but he was holding a crutch in his hand, and his clothes were a little shiny, which looked like a short sleeve. He also heard the leader of the other party say, "The most * Wumen's counterattack is very arrogant. It firmly controls the sale of salt and tea in an attempt to control my Longjiazhuang in the palm of your hand. Thanks to the help of your 22 brothers, of course, the remuneration will not be less." The short-sleeved man sneered again and stood on the road politely, asking people to take all the burdens, and then disappeared into the night one by one. Suddenly, the leader of the "Dare Sand" shouted harshly behind him: "Follow me!" Before he finished his words, he suddenly screamed and fell back. Everyone was shocked, but when they saw the flash on the short-sleeved man in the dark, they stopped the villain and disappeared.

"I was fooled! They are not from Longjiazhuang!" The sand team here is already in a panic.

Yang Jing only saw that the people who pretended to be Longjiazhuang were actually those pyramid dealers. Unexpectedly, they still did this industry! For a while, when the private corps of the "dare sand team" looked at the fallen companion, they were already out of breath when they saw him curled up. Everyone was shocked and angry. Several people put down their burdens and chased the other side of the short-sleeved man's team, but the man ran like electricity, and his trace could be found in the dark.

Yang Jing is so strange: "I don't know what kind of vicious hidden weapon this short-sleeved man is casting. How can he not raise his hand and move his body? He has died for convenience? I'm not far away from him, but I didn't see any clue. Yang Jing shrank on the rock and didn't dare to move. He was afraid that he would be found out by the pyramid dealers. He was afraid that it would cause trouble. I only heard the leader say, "Put the body of the official river aside. It's important for us to take care of the big things. We will come back and clean it up. Who this enemy is? We can always find out in the future." Everyone agreed, took on the burden and ran forward again. Yang Jing waited for them to go far away and approached the body to inspect the body. He saw that the man was bent and curled up like a dead shrimp, which appeared to be poisoned. Yang Jing felt that the matter was very strange. He was afraid of being poisoned and dared not reach out to pull the body, so he accelerated his pace and followed the group of "during sand team".

The group ran out for a few miles, and the leader suddenly whistled, and more than 20 people dispersed around, slowly approaching a big house in the northeast. Suddenly, the other party stopped, and one of them shouted, "These vendors are hiding well. It seems that they can only admit their bad luck."

The 20th person came to a desolate woodland and saw a column of thick smoke rising from the chimney of the big house, gathering for a long time, and black smoke spewing out of the chimney.

Suddenly, I knew that the smoke was highly poisonous, and the people in the room emitted poisonous smoke, which was a conspiracy to poison 20 salters outside the house. When he saw this, he suddenly aroused a chivalrous heart. At this time, he didn't know which side he was going to help. He secretly said, "I don't know who is right or wrong, but the people in this room are too impuded to do such ghost skills." Seeing these 20 salt tyons gradually moving towards the big house, before reaching the back of the house, Yang Jing sealed his sense of smell. He was experienced in this Yang Jing. Now even if he taught him to die for a while, he may not be able to die. So he performed a light stunt, circled around the back of the house, and gently jumped into the wall.

This big house has a total of 30 or 40 rooms. The house is dark and there are no lights. Yang Jing thought to himself, "Seeing the thick smoke coming out of the middle of the room, there must be someone there. I kindly went in first as a rescuer and then tried to stop this man's act of smoking. But for a moment, he went in so recklessly and was afraid that the people in the house would misunderstand that he was the enemy and plotted, so he picked up a piece of firewood, shook the fire and lit it. He held it high in his hand and said loudly, "The disciples of the Qingcheng faction have nothing to serve you. Please don't doubt it." Although his voice was not loud. However, it was full of air and transmitted far away. According to reason, every room in the big house could be heard, but he said it twice, but there was no reply in the room.

The Qingcheng faction is a famous sect. Although it is gloomy and ghostly in this big room, Yang Jing pretends that the people of the Qingcheng faction are not weaker than others, nor does he pull out the long sword at the waist, but only intracts the true spirit, flowing all over his body, and goes straight in. Through a patio, I came to the back hall. At a glance, I couldn't help but stop awe-inspiringly. I saw two bodies lying on the side of the hall. They were all those pyramid dealers. Both of them were not young, and their facial features were distorted, which was described as terrible, showing that they had suffered great pain at the time of their death. But there was no blood stain beside him, and there were no scars on his body, which showed that he was not killed by the blade.

Who killed them at such a moment? What about the others? Yang Jing continued to move forward with doubts, but saw that every door was open, but the hall was dark and didn't know what was hidden. Except for the light of the torch in his hand, it was all black. Even though he is bold and knowledgeable, in such a situation, he can't help but feel cold on his back.

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