After feeding the exiled criminals, she was forced to reveal herself

Chapter 412: Deep in the Panlong Treasure
"I saw that his child had difficulty walking, so I helped him. You don't have to panic."

Xie Yuchuan paused.

Han Qiguang took a few steps forward, turned around and stared at him in confusion.

"Thank you Yuchuan?"

There was doubt and a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Seeing the latter's expression change slightly, Han Qiguang's eyes brightened instantly. He stopped and didn't move. He put his hands into his wide sleeves, waiting to eat the melon.

From Xie Yuheng's expression, he could tell at a glance that he was possessed by a spirit!

Han Qiguang was in a state of excitement and paced around him.

After listening to the explanation of the family god, Xie Yuchuan felt relieved.

"Wait a minute, you go back first."

"No rush." ​​Han Qiguang said happily.

He won't leave.

Xie Yuchuan turned around and walked back a few steps, quickly telling his grandmother what the family god meant. After hearing this, Mrs. Xie finally had some idea in her mind.

"So, Rui Ge'er is also a very blessed child. He is blessed to receive the mercy and care of the family god. His kindness is immeasurable. I don't know how to thank him. Yuchuan, please say a few good words for me."

Xie Yuchuan nodded, time was running out.

The family will be separated for a few days and will meet again after the matter is settled.

Xie Yuchuan and Han Qiguang walked back to the front.

On the way, Han Qiguang couldn't help but ask questions out of curiosity.

"What happened to the house god?"

"The family god is fine."

"Tsk, I'm asking you, is there something wrong with your family?"

Xie Yuchuan didn't want to say it, but...

Sooner or later he would not be able to hide the truth from Han Qiguang, so he told him about his nephew Ruiger.

He thought that after hearing this, Han Qiguang would be as surprised as he was.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Han Qiguang's expression became a little strange, as if he had done something bad behind his back. His hesitant look made Xie Yuchuan furious.

"Why are you hesitating so much? Why aren't you talking?"

I rolled my eyes twice, looked him in the eye, and asked, "Besides you, your nephew Rui is the only one in your family who saw the traces of the gods?"

"It's a carriage and horses." Xie Yuchuan corrected.

"What's the difference? Ordinary people ride on cattle and horses, while gods ride on deer." Han Qiguang often regretted that his mouth was faster than his brain.

Xie Yuchuan squinted at him.

Han Qiguang thought for a moment and asked, "Tell me, is there a possibility that the Xie family gods will take extra care of those close to you?"

This was such a bullshit question that Xie Yuchuan didn't even bother to say a word.

I just stared at him with puzzled eyes, waiting for his next words.

Xie Yuchuan now tells him many secrets, so it would be a lie for Han Qiguang to say that he is unhappy. He also has something on his mind which he has not yet shared with his good brother Xie Yuchuan.

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Han Qiguang pinched his nose bridge, then suddenly looked up and said, "In fact, I have also seen the miracles shown by our family god."

"Ah."

Xie Yuchuan responded lightly, not taking it too seriously.

After all, the entire Xie family, even Xiong Jiushan, had witnessed the appearance of the family god with their own eyes, so what Han Qiguang said was not surprising.

However, the next sentence suddenly stopped Xie Yuchuan's steady pace of progress in its tracks.

Han Qiguang said: "The family god once drew words in the air and talked with me by the Erjiang River."

The tall and straight figure slowly turned around and looked at him under the moonlight...

His dark eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"What did you just...say?"

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"hiss--"

A gasp suddenly sounded in a dark place.

The sound echoed in the empty inner room, and soon waves of echoes arose.

In the cold and damp cave, a layer of light frost formed on the wall. In the darkness, a pair of dark and deep eyes suddenly opened!

The moment he regained consciousness, tingling pain instantly swept over his limbs.

A dull hum.

The severe backlash was so painful that one wanted to commit suicide on the spot.

Rapid breathing, up and down.

For a moment, Wan Lichun thought he had woken up in front of the King of Hell.

The long sigh barely relieved the needle-like pain between the bones.

After the situation eased a little, he supported himself by the stone slabs beneath him, and climbed up by grasping the edges between the cracks in the rocks. He moved step by step with great effort to the innermost part of the cave and crouched down.

In a corner, he picked up the rubble nearby and dug away the soil and rocks on top until half a bluestone brick was exposed underneath.

Holding on to the wall, he took a few deep breaths and finally caught his breath.

Along the right side of the half bluestone brick, apply force to the indentation.

There was a loud "boom" beside me.

A stone door half a person's height suddenly opened on the next wall.

There were flashes of fire from the door.

Wan Lichun's face was gloomy. He stood up with the help of the wall and moved step by step to the stone gate.

He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, then bent over and lowered his head to go inside.

He stepped on the square stone slab on the ground, and the half-person-high stone door behind him closed with a sound.

He covered the wound on his abdomen and struggled to stand up.

Inside the bright secret room of the cave, you can see golden light before your eyes!

Countless rare treasures and innumerable gold and silver were piled up in front of Wan Lichun as if they were free of charge.

He stared at the wealth in front of him for a long time, and suddenly sneered.

The wages of avarice is death.

If he does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

He dragged his heavy feet, moving step by step to the "treasure mountain" and lay down!

Under his body are countless treasures that people all over the world are vying for, and in his hand is the steel knife that can take the lives of his enemies.

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust."

What about wealth and glory? The pie in the sky painted by others is not as delicious as the one he bakes himself!
Every item he picked up was worth a fortune!
Wan Lichun laughed out loud in this secret room where he was the only one there!
Even though the laughter hurt his wounds, he couldn't control his desire to laugh at everyone's stupidity.

There was a noise outside the stone gate.

Wan Lichun narrowed his eyes and stared at the entrance of the secret room.

He staggered to his feet, supported himself on the ground, walked to the golden armor beside him, drew out the long sword from it, and slowly dragged it to the door...

The blood from his abdomen dripped onto his feet, but Wanlichun didn't care at all.

He was tense and listened attentively to the noise outside.

The footsteps gradually increased from one or two to four or five, and there were more and more people outside.

Wan Lichun frowned and felt depressed.

He tore off a long strip from his clothes and quietly wrapped it around the grip of his hand and the long sword.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a “click” sound outside the stone door.

The moment the half-man-high stone door opened.

Wan Lichun gritted his teeth, raised his long knife high, and chopped off the head of a person who leaned in.

"Someone come! Inside!!!"

Someone outside noticed something unusual and pulled out their dead companion who was stuck at the stone gate.

Without saying a word, he threw in a white cigarette bottle!

Almost in an instant, white smoke filled the secret room where Wan Lichun was.

However, Wanlichun would guard the entrance of the stone gate even if he had to close his eyes.

After killing three or four people in succession, he finally completely blocked the entrance from the inside.

Stumble and look for another exit.

He didn't notice that after the white smoke dissipated, a figure quietly approached behind him.

(End of this chapter)