Chapter 218 Carrying the corpse

Wen Chaoyan's eyes showed admiration: "I'm afraid that there are countless people in the Daliang court now coveting this thing. Isn't King Duan the first nobleman who couldn't bear it anymore and ran here?"

Jiang Wancheng was confused: "I heard you and Master say before that Tianyun Palace is very powerful. If what we found in the secret realm is really the treasure secret book, why... there is no one in Tianyun Palace guarding there. ?”

"Also, now that this matter has caused such a big fuss, Tianyun Palace must have noticed that the people here before have disappeared, and they don't doubt that all the people here have been killed by the group?"

"Wouldn't Tianyun Palace send someone here to take over the inspection and suppress these people who covet the treasures and secret books?"

"It's so weird."

Wen Chaoyan squinted his eyes and looked back in the direction of Wushan: "The power of Tianyun Palace is densely distributed in various countries. As far as I know, they have a deputy palace master in each of the three countries. This palace master is responsible for all Tianyun Palace matters in this country."

"Now, there is only one possibility to explain these oddities."

Jiang Wancheng asked eagerly: "What is it?"

Wen Chaoyan: "Even the owner of Tianyun Palace in Daliang actually doesn't know what this treasure secret book is or where it is."

"Perhaps he is also taking the opportunity to wait for this matter to become a big deal, and then find this thing again."

Jiang Wancheng was surprised: "How is this possible? Where is the secret treasure book that Tianyun Palace doesn't even know about?"

Wen Chaoyan sneered: "If they have mastered this thing long ago, how can they be willing to just be a martial arts sect?"

Jiang Wancheng thought to himself: What is so good about this world?

Everybody wants it.

Wen Chaoyan: "And I studied the Art of War a few days ago and found that it is actually not complete. Therefore, there may be other missing parts of it in the other two countries."

An idea flashed in Jiang Wancheng's mind: "So, why are branches of Tianyun Palace spread all over the world? Even small places like Wushan have their people, is it because they themselves are secretly looking for clues?"

Wen Chaoyan: "Perhaps they have mastered a lot, but they still have not obtained the final secret. Aren't these things all indispensable for the right time, place, and people?"

And Wen Chaoyan got the parchment by chance.

And he happened to have been immersed in Wushan for many years, and was familiar with books such as military formations when he was young, so he unintentionally cracked the secret of the treasure secret book in Daliang.

If it were any other person, there would be no such luck and results!

Also, the treasure secret book of Tianyun Palace may not belong to their Tianyun Palace at all.

And they were definitely the ones who wanted it most from the beginning.

Jiang Wancheng really admired the person who arranged this treasure in the first place.

This expert arranged such a treasure, but he didn't want others to get it easily, so he distributed the treasure so large and widely.

In this world, I'm afraid no one can get it completely, right?

Soon, the two arrived at the secret room of the school.

Everyone cheered when they knew the danger was finally over.

Wen Chaoyan took the lead in explaining the situation. Zhao Qian and Zhao Wu asked for orders again, and this time Zhao Qinglang also took the initiative to ask for help.

Wen Chaoyan glanced at him, "Young gentleman, are you sure?"

Zhao Qinglang clenched his fists and made up his mind: "Of course! I, I am also a man, so naturally it's okay!"

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Jiang Wancheng.

Although Jiang Wancheng was comforting Sister Ya, he didn't pay attention to him at all.

But what Zhao Qinglang was thinking was: Jiang Nvniang's brother was a decisive and highly skilled man. He is so powerful, and he will never let her look down upon him!

Wen Chaoyan raised his lips and smiled, as if he had seen something funny.

Zhao Qinglang didn't want to go, and his family members couldn't persuade him to go, so they all went with him to learn more.

Several burly men came out of the secret room, and when they first arrived in the yard, they saw four corpses lying horizontally.

Although Zhao Qian and Zhao Wu had met last night, they couldn't bear it at the moment.

After all, they are all ordinary farmers, and no one has ever seen the corpses of a dead man, four of them at once!

Several people ran to the side and vomited several times. After adapting, they dared to step forward again.

Zhao Qinglang, who was walking at the back, had weak legs. Immediately, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Wen Chaoyan supported him and asked him with a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "Mr. Zhao Xiaolang, are you really able to do this?"

Zhao Qinglang blushed, as if he had been greatly humiliated, and pushed him away.

"I, of course I can! I, I can - ugh -"

Zhao Qinglang was so dizzy after vomiting that he couldn't even force himself to step forward.

Finally, after watching several people carrying four corpses away from here, he staggered and followed out with a white face.

After all the corpses in the yard were carried away, Jiang Wancheng walked out again.

She took both Ya Jie'er and Wen Erlang home.

There were steamed buns and duck soup simmering in the pot at home, so I couldn't wait any longer in this secret room with the others.

Jiang Wancheng also greeted everyone and asked everyone to take bowls to her house to serve duck soup.

Anyway, they’ve all done it, and if everyone doesn’t eat it together, their family of four can’t eat four ducks at all.

Everyone thanked her profusely, and even before they left the secret room, they were already looking forward to the bowl of hot duck soup.

Although there were some blood stains along the way, Wen Erlang was not very afraid.

After all, Sister Ya was young and had been extremely scared. She hid behind Jiang Wancheng and covered her eyes, not even daring to look at the ground.

Jiang Wancheng and Wen Erlang pulled her one after another, and finally walked home.

Fortunately, I came back in time. If the steamed buns were steamed any longer, the pot would be almost dry.

That pot of duck soup was so fragrant that Sister Ya couldn't help smelling it.

Jiang Wancheng saw that she had suffered in the past two days, so he served her a bowl of soup and gave her a steamed bun to cushion it.

I wanted Wen Erlang to take a sip of hot food first, but Wen Erlang said: "Sister, I'd better wait to eat with you and your brother! The house is so messy, I'll clean it up first, don't worry about me."

The sensible Erlang made Jiang Wancheng feel like an old mother with tears in his eyes.

Look, this little treacherous minister is so considerate now, he is already like his elder brother.

Over there, the strong men in the village were busy carrying the bodies to one place.

Picking up arms and legs, and even looking for the missing head.

When they first saw this extremely bloody scene, everyone couldn't help but vomited several times.

Later, when I was carrying him, I became numb...

Although there were some scenes that I couldn't bear, after I vomited, I continued to carry the body.

After this incident, everyone in the village became more respectful and afraid of Wen Chaoyan.

This person is really terrifying!

He alone killed more than thirty people in one night...

The ground near the haystack was soaked with blood.

The death conditions of these people are all miserable!

But when they thought that these gangsters originally came to their village to burn, kill, loot and destroy their Zhaojia Village, no one would sympathize with these dead gangsters, and they all gnashed their teeth in hatred.

When throwing away the bodies, they were thrown out with all their strength.

(End of this chapter)

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