Limitless Interpretations

After reading it, some people scorned it and thought it was a novel or fantasy.

But more people know that this is true and really exists.

Especially political figures from all walks of life, those who claim to be upper-class people.

The dark years recorded in this book can't help but remind them once again...the fear of being dominated by Yan Wang.

Until now, Yuan Yuan still remembers the author of that book - Nie Yuanfang.

"True or false, false or true, are you him or not?" Yuan Yuan murmured, with a trace of confusion in her beautiful eyes.

She once communicated with other actors and learned from them that actors only play a role for a certain period of time, not for a lifetime.

After the plot is over and the actor leaves, the character will continue to live according to the actor's personality under the adjustment of the system.

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Click~

Yan Wang wiped off the blood on the corpse, dragged it into the shadows, and silently sneaked towards the west of the city.

This was the seventh person he had killed. Although these people were grouped in twos and threes and were extremely cautious, they were still unable to resist Yan Wan's endless vicious methods.

When he came here again, Yan Wan couldn't help but frown, because there was still a carriage parked in the front yard, but those people had disappeared, as if they had evaporated out of thin air.

"backyard."

Yan Huan recalled Ding Yuanjie's previous words and hurried to the backyard.

Stone mill, well.

There are only these two things here.

He came to the stone mill and groped up and down. It was solid and

The reason for being so careful is that Yan Wang watched a TV series a long time ago. There was a scene in which the bottom of the stone mill was hollowed out and blocked with bricks to cover up.

Then there is only one possibility left.

Yan Wang turned his attention to the well, took out a fire stick, lit a piece of cloth and threw it in. He watched the movement in the well intently.

Saw it...

The other party was very cautious. They chose to make a hole in the side of the well, making it difficult for ordinary people to find it.

If the flames hadn't suddenly flickered as they passed by the hole, changing their trajectory, Yan Wan wouldn't have been able to discover the existence of this place.

He took out his hook and hung it on the edge of the well wall, then carefully slid it down.

Sure enough, there is a passage, but... there are two passages.

Yan Wang kicked aside, looked around, and fell into thought.

There are fresh mud shoe prints on the left but not on the right, which means the other party entered from the left. The question is, is there a passage for Mao on the right side?

Forget it, let’s catch up later.

He flicked his wrist, loosened his claws, fell into the well, fell into his hand, and then bent down like a civet cat and got in.

It was very cold here, and even Yan Wan's strong body felt a slight chill.

"This seems to be going down."

Although the amplitude was very small, Yan Wan, who was always paying attention to the exit, still noticed the slope.

This made him curious as to what the people in the Reincarnation Forest were doing. The passage was made of bluestone, so it was by no means a small project.

And in this day and age, don’t expect the assistance of large equipment. Even if they don't want to attract the attention of others in Canghe Town, they have to do it secretly.

"With so much manpower and material resources wasted, aren't we going to build some kind of underground base?"

Yan Wan has been counting the steps silently. Up to now, he has almost reached about 100 meters.

bright!

He suddenly saw a yellow light in front of him.

Pulling out the dagger, Yan Wan followed suit, moving forward quietly like a ghost.

Unexpectedly, there was no one guarding the exit, only the torches on both sides emitted a strong burnt smell.

Climbing out of the corridor, Yan Wan discovered that this place seemed to be a tomb passage, because there were stone carvings eroded by time on the wall where torches were placed.

Yan Huan muttered: "This tomb should be underground outside Canghe City. You bought a small courtyard in the west of the city and worked hard to get through it. I'm afraid you have other plans."

Suddenly, his movements froze and he turned to look at the corridor behind him. Although the rustling sound was slight, it was still very obvious in this silent environment.

It should be that the killers who spread to Canghe Town before could not find him, so they came back.

Yan Wan raised the corner of his mouth, quietly pressed against the wall, and stood by the corridor, the dagger in his hand flashed with cold light.

He was just sitting back and waiting for those guys to stretch their necks and die.

No matter how many he can kill, as long as there is no strong man like Tiansha, Yan Wan can definitely kill them easily given the geographical advantage.

Finally, a bald head... er, a head wrapped in a black turban suddenly emerged from the corridor.

puff!

The knife fell from his hand, sealing his throat and splattering blood. Yan Wan dragged out the body and threw it aside.

The second, the third, the fourth...

Finally, at the seventh time, the people behind realized something was wrong. Because the place was ventilated, the smell of blood inevitably poured into the corridor.

Yan Wu simply stopped trying to hide it, took out the repeating crossbow from his waist, and pulled the trigger at the corridor.

Ten crossbow arrows were shot out, and he didn't know how many he killed, but after thinking about it, he thought it was at most two.

After all, the corridor is only wide enough for one person to pass through, and they have to bend down, so the maximum probability is two. Others will definitely use their corpses as shields.

"It's not over yet." Yan Wan sneered, took out a porcelain bottle and opened it. The light yellow gas was blown by the air flow and poured into the corridor.

After a few breaths, Yan Wan put away the thing in distress and lifted the body to block the corridor. He walked towards the depths without looking back.

If that group of people didn't leave within half a quarter of an hour, they would definitely be dead if they breathed in this poison.

After walking only about fifty meters, Yan Wan paused and stopped against the wall, because there were sounds of exchanges in the distance.

After waiting for a moment, Yan Wan looked over and saw that there were two people guarding the passage on the left. It seemed that there was something important in the room behind him.

Buzz…

The dagger followed Yan Wan out of the way, drawing a line of cold light and embedding itself in the throats of the two men in black.

Taking some time, Yan Wan looked around. This place was really a tomb, and the owner of the tomb had an extraordinary identity. It was more like an underground palace than a tomb.

"Can't open it?"

He drew out his dagger and looked for Shuyuan www. zhaoshuyua.com Looking at Shimen in front of him, he couldn't help but frowned.

There are no handles and no holes, just like a huge stone that has been polished and embedded here.

There are half a footprint on the ground and a thin crack around the stone door, which shows that it is not a death door and can indeed be opened.

There must be an agency. Yan Wan lowered his head and recalled the two's previous positions, and his eyes slowly shifted to the bronze painting on the wall opposite the stone door.

The corpse was in this position only after it fell. They were opposite the door just now, under this bronze painting.

Where is the agency?

Yan Wang carefully observed the bronze painting, scanning it inch by inch without missing any detail.

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