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Chapter 40 Basement

Alan's dagger stabbed over without hesitation. The girl was ruthless and said she wanted to "fight" and was a killer move.

A silver light flashed in front of Yu Xing. He could see that Alan didn't hold back at all, but Alan, a human girl, seemed too slow to him.

He turned to the right, and the dagger stabbed the sky and grabbed Alan's wrist.

The wet ponytail threw out a string of water droplets, and he coughed: "Okay, that's OK, there's no surveillance in the building now, so there's no need to act so hard."

"..." Alan's tense body stiffened.

She thrust her hands, but she didn't pull them out, and could only maintain her restrained posture. She looked at the messy room and the other people who seemed to be watching the show, let out a breath, turned her head and asked restraintly, "Then why did you say it was my turn just now?"

Yu Xing let go and smiled a little, "Seeing that you have a very idea, I want to scare you."

Alan: "…"

Outside Jiangpo Tower, the pure and huge aura still enveloped a large area. The aura deserves the reputation of "Jiangpo", but there is no one in Jiangpo Tower.

Yu Xing guessed that the aura outside should have been released by all masters imitating Jiang Po, and Jiang Po Building was only controlled by subordinates who could wear human skin. Therefore, after they caught the soul of that subordinate, a blind spot appeared in the "monitor" vision.

Now, Master Wanban cannot grasp the situation inside the building, but as soon as they step out of Jiangpo Building, they enter the monitoring range again.

Thinking of this, Yu Xing smiled at Alan: "Don't be afraid. Since you reminded us, we will be responsible for taking you out of this area. In the future, whatever you want to do is your own business."

The cold and disgusting expression on Alan's face appeared again, and she silently took back the dagger: "Have you killed the person who pretended to be a mother-in-law?"

Guijiu interrupted at this time and pointed at Jiang Popi on the ground: "This is the lump."

"I can see it." Alan's tone was very calm, "That is to say, before all the old ghosts reacted and sent people to investigate again, I was free, right?"

"As you see," Yu Xing said, "When we are about to leave, we can pretend not to believe you and kidnap you together in the name of hijacking. In this way, even if you are accidentally caught by all the masters, you still have room for quibbling. How about it, is it caring enough?"

Alan looked at him.

The young man in front of him had a smile on his face, and his companions were also very calm, not as if he thought it was a great thing to see through the fake Jiang Po and kill him.

This attitude and strength... she underestimated these outsiders before.

"Okay, thank you. In fact, someone came to report the letter at noon, saying that you will attack Master Wanban in the near future. When I leave here, I will follow you and maybe I can help you."

"Do you want to join our plan?" Zhao Mou suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Alan turned his head, raised his chin slightly, and said coldly: "Jiang Polou was originally a member of the resistance organization. The witch was not very good at seeing people. It was me who was responsible for communicating with the people in the organization and then bringing the news to my mother-in-law. So, I know that what you know is not the possibility of I deliberately intruding into you to steal the news."

"Besides, I want to take revenge too. All the old ghosts should have died long ago. If his men kill their mother-in-law, I want him to pay his life."

Guijiu looked at her quickly adjusted mentality and tone and said badly: "Let me remind me, this piece of mom-in-law on the ground is really your mother-in-law's skin, aren't you sad?"

"...It's just a skin bag." Alan subconsciously glanced at the flesh, then closed her eyes, "A man cannot be resurrected by death, and the skin bag does not represent anything. When worn by beasts, it is just a beast. Now it is rotten, it is just a ball of mud."

"This idea is very avant-garde, I thought..." The Siren Gao glanced at Alan, and she thought that the ancients attached great importance to corpses.

"I am not a Han nationality, and of course my ideas are different from you." Alan shook his head, "But what does 'vanguard' mean?"

"It's not important, but Miss Alan, if you really want to act with us, at least show your sincerity." Zhao Mou exposed this topic. He had already put on his clothes at some point, and showed a polite smile in his clothes. "Why would you tell me first, where did the people who came to Jiangpolou in the morning have been taken?"

"In the basement." Alan sold the information without hesitation and explained, "I also reminded them, but they did not understand what I mean. I don't know what happened to the fake guy after he was unconscious. The fake guy lied to me and said that their souls had been repaired, so he left, but I heard..."

“There is a breathing sound in the basement.”

"There is also a basement here!" The Siren suddenly realized and urged, "Take us to have a look."

Several people left Jiang Po's flesh in the room and went down the stairs to the first floor. They saw Alan walking towards the corner of the wall and moving a large wooden cabinet away.

There was indeed a secret door mark on the ground below the wooden cabinet. The most conspicuous one was a buckle. Alan put his finger into the buckle and used force.

With a creak, the basement door opened.

Almost instantly, they heard faint conversations coming from the dark cave. They didn't hear them very clearly, but it seemed to be the voices of Luo Yan and the Zhao family.

"Why didn't we notice such a simple mechanism?" Ren Yi followed behind, and at this time raised a question, "This wooden board is not thick, and it can completely block the sound."

You should know that the five senses of the deducer are not at the same level as ordinary people. They can all listen to their breathing through the walls, and there is no reason to hear the shouts and conversations in the basement.

Alan reached out to take a torch from the wall next to him, looked around, and pointed to the things hanging on the beams of the house and the bottles and jars placed on the ground: "These arrangements in the hall are not for decoration. Each item corresponds to a node of the formation. When integrated, it can blind people's senses and create a gloomy and cold environment."

After briefly explaining, she lit the torch and took a photo to the basement entrance.

The wooden staircase leads downwards, and the bottom ends blend into darkness.

The moment the torch approached, the basement was silent.

She commented calmly: "It seems that your friends are not only alive, but also very sober. They know that someone has opened the basement door and did not rush to call for help, but instead chose to lie dormant."

"Go down." Yu Xing stretched out his hand with a smile, "Miss Alan, you first."

Alan did not postpone it, and stepped on the stairs with a torch, climbed down step by step, muttering: "The people in the organization said that you are a fox fairy in the mountains. I didn't see the fairy, but when I smiled, I was really like a fox, and my heart was also like that."
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