When Gu Xiaoren read "The Legend of Zhiban", Congressman Lin Xiaoan was sitting on a chair and closed his eyes to rest.

This is a metal space underground and wrapped in barriers.

A metal railing divides the space into two.

Lin Xiaoan sat at this end and looked calm, while the other end of the metal railing was empty.

But he was very patient and leaned on the chair, staying in this closed space, quietly waiting for his nominal brother to appear.

I don’t know how long I waited, but a sound suddenly sounded inside the railing.

The wall was pushed open, and it was a secret door.

Lin Xiaohe, who had not seen him for many days, walked out of it, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and greeted Lin Xiaoan.

"Fourth brother."

Congressman Lin Xiaoan opened his eyes and glanced at Lin Xiaohe.

He was wearing heavy shackles with his hands and feet, and his expression was calm, and he was still wearing black pants in his shirt.

When sitting opposite Lin Xiaoan, he placed his hands crossed on his lower abdomen, his back was tightly against the back of the chair, and then raised his legs and raised his head slightly and smiled.

It's exactly the same as Lin Xiaohe in the past.

No matter who he looked at, his chin would raise three points, and his dark pupils were all arrogant, as if he would not take any attention to anyone.

Even his brothers are no exception.

Probably except that woman.

There is also Zhou Qingru who looks exactly like her.

Whenever I think of this, Congressman Lin Xiaoan couldn't help but frown.

A sudden burst of anger arose in his heart, but the scolding like thousands of words finally turned into a long sigh.

"Why do you do this?" He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Even though I guessed it, I still want to hear him say it in person.

"Why?" Lin Xiaohe raised his eyebrows, spread his hands, and smiled proudly: "No way? Among the many brothers, I thought the fourth brother understood me the best, but I didn't expect that when it reached this point, you, the fourth brother, would you still ask me so naively?"

"Okay. I don't want to mention the ugly thing back then! But no matter what the elder brother did right or wrong, he is always your elder brother! You and him are born together!"

Lin Xiaoan suddenly stood up and approached him step by step, with awesomeness.

"You just say, how can you stop?"

"give up?"

The young face smiled calmly, and the blue skin on the eyelids was jumping faintly.

He leaned forward from the back of the chair, leaned closer and said, "I feel uneasy if the Lin family is not dead!"

"Your surname is Lin, too."

"No, no, no." Lin Xiaohe stretched out his finger and gently tapped the metal railing, with a crisp sound echoing.

He smiled nervously and said, "I'll tell you quietly. If my surname was Lin, I would have died long ago."

Congressman Lin Xiaoan walked to the railing and stared at him: "Just you? And those wild dogs?"

Lin Xiaohe did not respond, but suddenly laughed.

Laugh out loud.

Tears were almost falling out.

"Haha... it turns out...haha... it turns out you... don't know anything?"

Lin Xiaohe laughed with her belly in her arms.

He was unscrupulously mocking Congressman Lin Xiaoan.

His fourth brother!

"You want to provoke the disagreement?"

Lin Xiaoan still had no expression on his face. Perhaps because of his paralysis, even if he had an expression, it was not obvious.

"Maybe."

It was not until a long time before Lin Xiaohe bounced the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and said with relief: "I just didn't expect that when I reached this point, Fourth Brother, you are still having fantasies. You should have guessed it long ago?"

Congressman Lin Xiaoan didn't say anything, but just looked at him calmly and indifferently.

Lin Xiaohe continued: "You come here to see me, you should have the meaning of a eldest brother? You have never thought about why there are so many brothers in the Lin family, but you are you? You are also injured, why did he ask you to come?"

Congressman Lin Xiaoan frowned and stared at Lin Xiaohe with a sharp look.

"A person as smart as fourth brother, you should have noticed something is wrong, right? But you don't know what the problem is?" Lin Xiaohe spread his hands and said with a smile: "Or what, I'll tell you a story? A story that few people know."

Congressman Lin Xiaoan still has no words.

Lin Xiaohe was when he agreed.

He said to himself: "That should have happened more than 1,200 years ago.

In a country, there is a descendant of the royal family called Zhiyan.

He was criticized since childhood and was challenged by his vicious stepmother.

Once, the vicious stepmother tricked Zhiyan into the wasteland of the harem, and He was pushed into a dry well that was dark and sunless.

The poisonous queen ordered people to seal the dry well with huge rocks.

She expected that Zhiyan was only a seven or eight-year-old child, and she should have lived for a few days, but she would not have forgotten it soon.

But this poisonous woman was extremely jealous. During the 20 years she took over the power, she actually slaughtered the king's descendants, and even did not let go of the royal bloodline of the side branches.

Every dead royal bloodline was eventually thrown into a dry well.

Day and night, year after year.

The dry well became a famous blood tomb in the palace.

One day, thunder will meet and blood rain will fall from the sky.

A giant bird broke through the blood grave and soared into the sky, spreading its wings for three thousand miles, covering the sky and the sun.

The giant bird wandered in the sky for three days and three nights, and blood flowed from the earth, and thousands of creatures were covered by ghosts and gods!

The crows cried for months.”

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaohe looked at Lin Xiaoan and smiled and said, "Fourth brother, you should have guessed it? That's right, that giant bird is the child named Zhiyan, and the ancestor of your Lin family, the legendary creature Taiji Master!"

The tailpipe is a number sealed.

The Maharaja is the eighth-level honorific title.

"That Master Weiji is the legendary creature that created the Second Baiyun Dynasty, but he eventually fell into the hands of the King of Lingshu."

"Maybe there was the intervention of the King of Lingshu, and the later generations of Lingshu were urgently prepared to secretly obstruct and burn the circulation of various historical books and biography, which led to the secret of Maharaja Weiji becoming a legendary creature hidden in history."

"However, in secret history, it cannot stop people from exploring."

"Whether it is the corpse of descendants of the dynasty or the infected body named Weiji Zhiyan by Lingshu Huibei, these things have some clues that reveal the secret."

Speaking of this, Lin Xiaohe stuck out his tongue, licked his lips, and said with a smirk: "Fourth brother, guess what is the hidden secret here?"

"All nonsense!"

Congressman Lin Xiaoan was furious and cold.

"You don't believe it. However, you probably will never think of the things hidden behind this matter." Lin Xiaohe shook his head and said, "Do you think the only people from Sales Bureau are planning? No, no, there are more people involved in it than you think.

At present, the legendary man has visited Qingquan Palace in person and is bound to win the legendary book left by Maharaja Weiji.

There are also a group of guys stuck in the management, trying every means to find the remains of the legendary descendants of the great prince, which is said to be hidden somewhere here."

He pointed to the surrounding walls.

"But some people hesitate, wandering around whether to try to follow the old path of Weiji Dajun!

But I'm different from these people."

Lin Xiaohe tilted his head and looked at him with a smile and said, "My idea is very simple. I just want the Lin family to die."

Congressman Lin Xiaoan sighed.

After talking for so long, Lin Xiaohe reached out to take out his pocket watch in his arms, clamped his hands and took a look: "Well, read it soon, the story is over, the time is just right, and everyone should be here."

Said.

"Bang--"

The iron door was suddenly pushed open on the upper edge of the closed stairs.

Black robe, high hat, curtain covering the face.

Two familiar figures slowly walked down the stairs.

Congressman Lin Xiaoan was not surprised and didn't even look back.
To be continued...