Life is Perfect

After making a fuss for a while, Gao Xiang waved his hand and said, "It's alright, don't make a fuss, just move on."

After that, I won't argue with Han Muling anymore, the key is that this girl won't let go once she catches a little bit.

Gao Xiang felt embarrassed for a while when he said it, and was too speechless.

Gao Xiang simply went directly to the Naihe Bridge to find an agency.

Naihe Bridge is only visible from one third of the way.

I can't see it in other places at all, it seems that there must be a few levels nearby to start the lights behind the Naihe Bridge.

Gao Xiang circled around Naihe Bridge, making judgments about Yu Xiaowan's previous organization.

Gao Xiang finally found a clue on the handrail of a bridge.

The handrail of the bridge is cylindrical and square, and the delicate pattern on it is the soul of the handrail.

The base of the armrest is a cube with the same length, width and height.

And Gao Xiang is concerned about the first handrail on the right.

There is an obvious crack at the base of this armrest, which is square.

Gao Xiang took out his knife and screwdriver and started to pry, but he couldn't pry at all.

Gao Xiang frowned, pushed it gently, and he was able to move back.

Gao Xiang couldn't help but said speechlessly: "It's true, I didn't expect that this girl would actually change her style."

Without hesitation, Gao Xiang pushed it hard.

Push the square slate directly in.

Gao Xiang looked at the other side of the armrest, and as expected, a stone box like a small drawer was pushed out.

Inside the stone box, there are no other things, just a red button.

Seeing this, Gao Xiang murmured while holding his forehead, "I thought it was this girl who changed her style."

"I didn't expect that I was looking in the wrong direction."

This is indeed the case. If Gao Xiang starts from the other side, it is estimated that he will have to pry it. In fact, it is the same.

Without any hesitation, Gao Xiang pressed the red button inside.

Suddenly, in the second half of the bridge, the center of each handrail was hollowed out.

You shine a lot of light from the gap, which can illuminate the stone bridge behind, but it is only a stone bridge, and the back is still dark.

Gao Xiang said, "Let's go and see what's on the other side of the bridge."

Suddenly Mu Youxue said in surprise: "Oh, Yu Xiaowan is gone, I can't find it."

"Where did you say she could go?"

Seeing this, Gao Xiang swept around and did not find Yu Xiaowan's voice.

Gao Xiang murmured: "This is about to slip away, it seems that there should be a secret passage to the other side of the river."

Gao Xiang said, "Don't worry, she was originally a staff member here."

"For...she, this place is much more familiar than we are."

"Let's go across the river, I think she'll come to us soon."

When Lu Wanxi heard Gao Xiang's words, she remembered what Yu Xiaowan had communicated with Han Muling before, and she had already figured it out.

Gao Xiang and others set foot on the Naihe Bridge.

No one would have imagined that one day he and others would step on the Naihe Bridge like this, even though it was fake.

Gao Xiang took the crowd to board the Naihe Bridge and headed towards the other side of the bridge. The bridge deck was smooth and flat. Since the slope was not large, there were no steps, so just walk straight ahead.

Going all the way to the other end of the bridge, everyone arrived safely without encountering the organ.

Just when Gao Xiang was about to step out of the bridge, ready to face the darkness.

Suddenly, a bright red light lit up from the front not far from the crowd.

The light source of the light comes from a red cloth lantern hanging on a big tree.

There is a stall under the big tree that is the same as the ancient snack stall, and there is a wooden table in front of it.

Next to it stood a huge iron pot.

There was also a large pot of soup in the pot.

Gumbling bubbles.

Lu Wanxi pointed over there and said, "Alas.

There really is a mother-in-law.”

At this time, an old lady was standing beside the iron pot, stirring the soup in the pot with a long spoon.

With such an environment and such a background, there is no need to think that this old lady who cooks soup is naturally Madam Meng.

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