Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 217 The rotten person who lived for 200 years [5]

The group of people traveled fast for more than a day, and finally arrived at Kexi City. This time, Nangong Chenyan asked Jun Wuzhu to send two teams to follow them into the city.

These people know the situation in Kexi City, and they also know the defenders there, so there will be no impersonation.

Still revisiting the old place, Dugu Lan's expression this time is obviously much better than the last time, based on memory, he walked to a door and stood still.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiaoling knew that he must have remembered something or discovered something.

"This is Yan's room. We were sent here before." Dugu Lan couldn't help clenching her fists when she talked about the past.

Lin Xiaoling took his hand and let him hold it tightly.

Nangong Chenyan quickly gave Dugulan a hand: "You're hurting her." Dugulan then let go, took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered.

The light in the room is very dark, but you can see some glazed lamps placed on a neat row of lampposts. There is a big bed in front of it. There are no less than a dozen kinds of iron-wrapped needles, and there is also a whole row of silver needles.

"When we came in, there were still a lot of candles and needles, and there was wax in the needles." The guard on the side introduced the situation at that time.

It goes without saying that those needles must be used to guide wax oil.

This hateful pervert!
Lin Xiaoling thumped the lamp post next to him hard, and the glazed lamp on the lamp post fell off and broke into pieces.

"Be careful with your strength, you are also a person who knows kung fu now." Nangong Chenyan glared at her, then took another look at her hand, and then withdrew his eyes after making sure that he was not injured.

Lin Xiaoling withdrew her hand in embarrassment, turned to look at Dugu Lan and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see."

Dugu Lan shook her head, pointed to the curtain hanging on the side and said: "I heard that the place where Yan practiced is connected to here, I think it should be entered from there."

The defender hurriedly said: "There is a wall over there."

"There must be a mechanism." Yan Zimo smiled, "Let me see."

Nangong Chenyan remembered: "Master Yue Guo is proficient in organ formations, and his apprentices should not be bad."

The mechanism of this room is actually very simple, Yan Zimo quickly deciphered it, and there was indeed a door behind the curtain, which slowly opened.

"I haven't learned from Yuemanlou for nothing in the past few months." Lin Xiaoling gave Yan Zimo a thumbs-up.

Yan Zimo frowned, "This mechanism is so simple, it doesn't seem like I intend to hide it from everyone."

Dugu Lan nodded: "I also find it very strange. Basically, everyone knows that this room can lead to the place where he practices. This is almost an open secret."

"An open secret is not a secret." Nangong Chenyan frowned slightly, "Why did Yan make such an open secret? Judging by his behavior, he is definitely not a scheming person."

Lin Xiaoling thought for a while: "Maybe the secrets that are made public are to cover up the secrets that I don't want to be made public."

"What did you say?" Nangong Chenyan's eyes lit up, "A secret you don't want to disclose?"

"Uh... I'm just talking casually." Lin Xiaoling quickly shook her hand, she just had a flash of inspiration, and felt that the words sounded like a proverb she heard somewhere.

"Young Master Yan, look again, maybe there are other institutions here." Nangong Chenyan seemed to have thought of something, and followed Yan Zimo to check the terrain here.

Yan Zimo nodded: "It's possible, some agencies have different levels."

(End of this chapter)