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Chapter 69 Planned Bankruptcy
"Huanhualou, built in Anlefang...occupies an area...main business...Chenjun Xie's..."

Fang Weihan quickly browsed the dossier, eliminating the useless information he already knew.

He just wants to know one thing:
What is under Huanhualou?
He found a sentence in a very inconspicuous corner on the sidebar of the file.

"There is a secret room downstairs. I don't know why it is stored. It was built before the building was completed."

There is indeed something!
Fang Weihan was very excited.

I knew that the man in black who worshiped Vulcanism didn't emerge from the bottom of the building for no reason.

This matter is in line with my analysis.

Fang Weihan then muttered to himself and recounted the contents of the dossier:

"There are three entrances to the room. One is a hidden formation somewhere in the building, which cannot be seen unless it is made by gods; the second is the secret passage behind the Qianyuan Hall of the North Palace; the third is under the pond of the Guangling Prince's Mansion..."

Fang Weihan stopped suddenly after reading this.

A creepy feeling enveloped him instantly.

He snapped the file shut, took a deep breath, and looked again, the line of writing was still lying there quietly.

"The third is under the pond of Guangling Prince's Mansion."

Fang Weihan pinched himself hard.

The severe pain also made him confirm that he was not dreaming.

"Why is the entrance to the secret room under my house?"

Isn't the pond in my house used to grow lotus and raise goldfish?

Is there something else down there?
Why don't I know?
Am I King Guangling?

He has begun to doubt life a little.

With the emergence of this incident, some memories that had been buried in the past suddenly became clear.

Fang Weihan has been a little puzzled for a while.

At the gate of Anlefang, when he, Wang Zhiyou and Shen Yuanxing passed by the Huanhualou archway, he was inexplicably drawn into the fantasy world where he used to write poems.

However, Wang Zhiyou and Shen Yuanxing did not respond to this matter.

He never figured out what it was all about.

Is it possible... There is a connection between these two things?

Fang Weihan frowned.

No... there is one more thing, one more thing that I forgot!
Fang Weihan woke up from the memories, and he remembered something that seemed relatively normal at the time, but the more he thought about it afterwards, the more he felt that there was something wrong.

I once worked together with Tao Yunjiang to kill a demonized monster who worshiped the Vulcan Sect. It stands to reason that the Vulcan Sect's mortal enemy of the imperial court appeared in Changming, and Xuan Chongwei couldn't let it go. wait.

They also did the same to Tao Yunjiang back then.

What about yourself?

Why did Xuan Chongwei never find himself?

Even after Huanhualou had a head-on conflict with Xuan Chongwei, even Xuan Chongwei's commander, Xiao Fuwei, was drawn over.

Didn't he take the opportunity to call himself in for questioning?
Is this still that Xuan Chongwei who would rather kill by mistake than let go?

Problematic, very problematic.

Fang Weihan felt chilly all over, and the file in his hand seemed to be extremely heavy, almost making him unable to hold it firmly.

There seems to be a shocking secret behind this incident.

"I think you'd rather go in through the entrance of your own backyard and have a look yourself than you have the time to think about it here."

Yun Shu wrote.

"Your marketing account said it well: It is better to accompany your children to experiment once than to read a hundred times. Is this the truth?"

Fang Weihan: "..."

Yun Shu's words dispelled his restless mood a lot.

"In any case, this mission has been successfully completed, and I will go back now."

Fang Weihan said while putting the dossier back to its original position.

"So far, except for this result, which is a bit unexpected, everything else is going well."

"This loyal Changming Nangong still can't tolerate me, I want to go back to my Saint Helena... Guangling Palace."

Fang Weihan pushed the dossier back onto the shelf with all his strength.

"hiss!"

He suddenly felt a pain in his fingertips, as if he had been cut by something.

Fang Weihan looked intently, and saw that it was a paper cutter hidden in the pile of files.

"Who the hell put a broken knife here? Is this knife suitable for you?"

Fang Weihan cursed and cursed.

"If I press hard, I can cut my skin open? Using the other's spear to attack the other's shield, isn't this shield too rubbish?"

A drop of blood flowed down from his fingertips and hit the ground lightly.

Fang Weihan casually sucked on the wound, didn't take it seriously, and was about to turn around and leave.

It's between the lightning and the flint.

"do not move!!!!!"

"Don't move!!!!"

Blood-red fonts covered the entire line of sight, like a bloody wall.

Fang Weihan's body movements stopped suddenly, and he didn't dare to move.

"what happened?"

Fang Weihan asked in a deep voice in the sea of ​​consciousness.

He maintained his original standing posture with one leg raised, which was a bit funny.

"There is a mirror in front of you on the left, look for yourself, don't twist your neck!"

Yun Shu eagerly typed out a line.

Fang Weihan slowly rolled his eyes, sweeping away with his corner of the eye.

This glance made him frightened into death!

Behind him, a huge creature was staring at him coldly with its huge eyes the size of a millstone.

This thing has a camel head and antlers, a body covered with scales, claws divided into five toes, and a slender body, which makes people have the urge to kneel down at a glance.

There is only one creature that fits this profile:
Dragon.

"Didn't it mean that the real dragon became extinct long after the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty? Then what is this thing?"

Fang Weihan tried his best to stabilize his mind, but the cold sweat still couldn't stop rolling down from his forehead.

"This is the incarnation of the Lingshan Longtan Formation, it's after you!"

Yun Shu wrote hastily.

"This can only explain one problem!"

"You are not from the Great Zhou royal family!"

Fang Weihan looked at the line and digested the information contained in the sentence for a long time.

I... am not the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty?
Am I a cute civet cat?
The attack immunity of the Lingshan Longtan Formation was his greatest reliance on daring to infiltrate Changming Nangong alone.

If he is really not the royal family of the Great Zhou...

Fang Weihan didn't dare to think any further.

"how is this possible?"

He asked with difficulty.

"Haha... Don't be joking, Yun Shu, can time travel change DNA? Even my high school biology teacher wouldn't believe you..."

Just as Fang Weihan was trying to explain incoherently, Yun Shu suddenly changed his words.

"No, not right."

Yun Shu wrote again.

"If you were not a member of the royal family, then the Lingshan Longtan Formation would have chosen to kill you directly at the very beginning, instead of looking at you like this now."

"It seems to be a little uncertain about your composition."

"You mean my ingredients are complicated?"

In a state of tension, Fang Weihan blurted out subconsciously.

"you shut up!"

Yun Shu was interrupted by him, and wrote angrily.

"It's already this time, I still have time to play with your shit!"

Just as the two were communicating quickly, the dragon suddenly moved.

It swung its huge body and circled Fang Weihan several times, its dark golden pupils firmly locked on Fang Weihan.

Fang Weihan keenly read a trace of confusion from it.

He didn't dare to move, and continued to stand on the spot with the independent posture of a golden rooster.

After turning around a few times, the dragon finally straightened its body. It glanced at Fang Weihan for the last time, let out a low growl, and turned into a golden light soaring into the sky.

A huge barrier descended from the sky, covering the entire Tianlu Palace, impenetrable.

"Yun Shu, I seem to be trapped here to death."

Fang Weihan looked at the golden light outside the window, and said with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)