I win the hot comprehension world by lying down

Feng Weilan was in a bad mood.

very bad.

The masked attendants who followed him could feel the master's strong aura that seemed to be transformed into substance through a veil, the two sword-like eyebrows that looked like thick ink were slightly frowned, and the eyes that were like cold stars pierced the bones, reminding people of "" The word imperial coercion,

I was wailing in my heart, without the little general by my side, I could only keep silent, not daring to say a word.

He hid above the secret passage with his master in a muffled voice, and tried his best to observe the people coming and going below, trying to catch some clues and ask for credit for "flattery".

After all, he is the one and only one selected by the master from so many black-clothed guards who can follow the master into this dragon pool and tiger's lair. The other black-clothed guards can only watch helplessly from the outside. =

In the dark alleys extending in all directions, dense crowds of people are as busy as ants, and people in tattered clothes are doing things numbly.

"bang bang bang"

"dong dong dong"

"boom boom"

"Rumble"

All kinds of mechanical sounds converged together, filling this dark underground world.

All kinds of gleaming weapons stand on both sides of the dark alley, and there are small chiefs who specialize in inspecting swords beside them... The system here is very clear, and it cannot be supported by a year or two of operation.

To dig out such a large project in the outskirts of the imperial city, how much ability is required!

Besides, these iron ores for refining weapons are also very rare. If there is such a thing as iron ore, it must be submitted to the court by local officials.

But according to Feng Weilan's knowledge of the iron mines, no one reported any abnormalities.

In other words, the iron used in this underground factory may be unreported iron ore... If not for this assassination, Feng Weilan might not be able to catch any clues, and she might have to be deceived for a long time to find this underground factory.

"Hold your breath."

A dark light flashed in Feng Weilan's eyes, and all the miscellaneous things in her heart were thrown away, the narrow and long eyelids drooped, and she could clearly see the person coming in from the entrance below.

A very familiar person.

Lin Yuanping Lin Taifu.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Feng Weilan would not have believed that the kind-hearted and ambitious Lin Taifu actually participated in it.

"Master Lin, here is a new type of weapon, the double-headed thorn, which we have just developed. It is so sharp that it can easily pierce the black iron helmet."

A cold light flashed, and a hole was pierced in the black iron helmet worn on the scarecrow, and the little leader grinned proudly, "And look at the lower part of the double-headed thorn, we designed the inside to be hollow and filled it with venom. Just press here, the venom will spray out, and the skin will be corroded immediately..."

As he said that, the little leader turned his eyes, and stabbed the other end of the double-headed thorn in his hand into the calf of a ragged laborer passing by with a basket in his hand.

The laborer's eyes widened suddenly, and the basket he held in his arms fell to the ground. The skin on his calf almost immediately turned black, and the blood that flowed out was the color of ink, and he groaned in pain. Moaning, the guards in black soon stepped forward and dragged the man away like a rag.

"My lord, what do you think?"

The little leader at the bottom smiled and inserted the double-headed thorn into the original position, Lin Yuanping lifted the double-headed thorn upward, the cold air invaded the palm of his hand, his eyes lit up immediately, and he called out "Hello".

"You did a good job. When the master ascends the throne, it will be the day you return to your hometown with honor."

Lin Yuanping patted the little leader's shoulder with a chuckle, and the little leader also laughed and said, "It's all thanks to Mr. Lin taking good care of him..."

This kind of thing is obviously very common here, and the faces of the people around have not changed at all, only a few people have expressions of resentment.

Another woman rushed forward crying, crying heartbreakingly, "Si, Si, don't, don't..."

"Stop her! Stop her!"

"Doesn't everyone have a long memory? Beat her hard until she obeys."

"Ahhhh!"

"If you don't work every day, you will know that you are lazy, lazy, I will tell you to be lazy, I will kill you! I will kill you!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

The sound of whips sounded one after another, and the black-clothed guard who followed Feng Weilan couldn't help but tilt his head. These laborers are the most ordinary people, their bodies are covered with ravines and frosts. They are doing the hardest work here, but they still have to oppressed by them.

"Lord."

A complex light flashed in Feng Weilan's eyes, these people were all his subjects, but at some point, they were tricked into coming here, working day after day, and being surrounded by these big and small Small animals are slaughtered like cattle and sheep.Thinking of this, the anger in Feng Weilan's heart became more and more intense, and a melodious song came out of her mouth.

"what sound?"

"what sound?"

"boom!"

The underground factory suddenly shook, and everyone with weapons in shock searched around.

"boom!"

"!!! What the hell happened?"

Lin Yuanping was almost unable to stand still, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart, he grabbed the little leader next to him, "Retreat, retreat quickly!"

"boom!"

"Could it be that the earth dragon turned over!!??"

"Run!"

"boom!"

At night, the Lu Mansion is still brightly lit, with bright red lights shining, and an open-air stage is placed in the courtyard, and dancers perform on the stage.

The sound of beating gongs and drums almost covered everything, and the dancing steps almost made the ground tremble a few times, but it only trembled a few times before returning to calm.

Everyone no longer paid attention, only thinking that they had an illusion.

But Feng Yuxi, who was holding a wine glass to invite Lu Suixing to drink, suddenly darkened, his eyes darkened, he stood up and looked towards the outskirts of the imperial capital.

Lu Suixing also stood up and drove away. The strange vibration just now obviously came from the suburbs. Could it be him...

In the [information] he got, it was not exhaustive, and the more general it got later, he only understood the general situation.

Although Lu Suixing didn't know exactly what happened, but from all aspects, he felt that the huge movement was very likely caused by his family's Xiao Gungun.

Lu Suixing's eyes lit up, and he quietly glanced at Han Linmo, who had a natural expression. Han Linmo smiled back with a slightly deep meaning, and nodded his head in a non-obvious way.

"Sui Xing, I suddenly remembered that there is still something to be done in my palace, so I left first, and I want to plead guilty to the old lady, Mrs. Lu, on my behalf."

The fine wine in the glass cup was spilled on the ground, Feng Yuxi took a deep look at the ignorant Lu Suixing, and comforted Lu Suixing before leaving in a hurry.

Lu Tongmo came back after turning around and asked where the fifth prince had gone. Lu Suixing stood helplessly, "Second brother, how do I know about this?"

Lu Tongmo's dark eyes were deep, but because of Han Linmo's presence, he walked away without saying a word.

Han Linmo lay on the bamboo chair with his legs crossed, and gave Lu Suixing a thumbs up with a smile.

Lu Suixing leaned over to clink glasses with Han Linmo, and asked excitedly, "Is it him?"

His eyes were still shining, and Han Linmo, who didn't feel sour even after eating lemons, suddenly felt his teeth ache, "Brother Sui Xing, you haven't seen anyone before, is it necessary to have such high expectations for him?"

"What if he's a pockmarked, ugly, strong-looking, big, stupid guy with a bad breath?"

"What if he is arrogant and narcissistic, and doesn't like people?"

"Han Linmo, you slander him behind his back, does he know?"

Lu Suixing rolled his eyes angrily, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Gun Gun is so cute, so smart, it's definitely not bad."

For some reason, ever since he learned that Gun Gun would become a human, Lu Suixing would always combine it with his illusions and dreams of those few days.

Lu Suixing always thinks of the person in his dream, dressed in Chinese clothes, with long black hair and long robes, resting on the throne with one hand, bathed in golden light, birds singing in the air, he exudes The coercion of the emperor...doesn't look like a real person at all.

But Gun Gun is so stupid, so cute, always begging for praise, and occasionally jealous... Although he also has some minor problems, they are all harmless.

He obviously didn't look like that person at all, but Lu Suixing intuitively felt that it was Gun Gun, his Gun Gun.

Han Linmo took a look at the future cousin who was smiling silly, and lost the mood to blackmail his emperor's cousin, "You are right."

"But the truth is what you think it is."

At that moment, Han Linmo's perennially smiling eyes flashed a cold light, obviously disgusted by the topic involved.

He personally took people to investigate that underground factory. If it wasn't because the emperor's cousin said that it was inconvenient for him to come forward, Lu Suixing would have given him protection. Han Linmo would not have wanted to deal with that hypocrite Feng Yuxi.

Thinking of this, Han Linmo looked around and said in a low voice, "But you don't have to worry, he accidentally fell into the way of the demon way last time, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this."

Although Han Linmo didn't know what happened to Feng Weilan, he could tell from his inability to transform stably that Feng Weilan had been hurt badly.

Seeing that Lu Suixing still wanted to ask, Han Linmo pointed, indicating that walls have ears, and it’s best to be careful. He took a sip of the fine wine with a smile, and said as if he was speaking ordinary words, "Anyway, he will tell you, so I won't I mixed it up, lest he come back and dislike me for talking too much."

The author has something to say: Double Festival is so happy, I still couldn’t update yesterday, sorry