Chapter 180 Sleeping in a Coffin! What Bad Luck!

"General Qi? Qi Family Army?"

Chu Yang's eyes lit up. There was actually Qi Jiajun in this world. He had never paid attention to any court news and had no idea about Qi Jiguang's existence.

Theoretically speaking, the world of the Ming Dynasty itself is very chaotic, and it is not surprising that anyone appears.

"Your Excellency, you also know General Qi?" Boss Qian was a little surprised, but he quickly changed his expression of admiration and praised: "General Qi is very powerful. Coastal areas are often attacked by Japanese pirates. If it weren't for General Qi, the people would not be able to do anything. May live peacefully.”

"Not only the Japanese pirates, General Qi also led the army to kill many big monsters and ensured peace. If they hadn't left, Jinling City probably wouldn't have had this trouble."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Li Gexiao always felt that Boss Qian was gritting his teeth when he spoke.

It seems that General Qi made these monsters suffer a lot!

"I heard this from your mouth, so I guess he must be a good general." Chu Yang smiled and said meaningfully.

Boss Qian didn't hear the underlying meaning of his words. He showed a flattering smile and said flatteringly: "My lord, what I'm saying is that you and General Qi are heroes who cherish heroes!"

The carriage bumped all the way, getting closer and closer to the mass grave outside the city. The coachman sitting on the shaft did not notice a huge creature following far behind him.

The green eyes were like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, so cold and scary!

The silvery white wolf fur appeared and disappeared in the moonlight.

After an unknown amount of time, the carriage became slower and slower.

Finally, it slowly stopped, and the huge figure in the night disappeared at the same time.

"arrive!"

Boss Qian got out of the car first with his fat body, followed closely by Chu Yang and Li Gexiao.

The groom raised the lantern in his hand high, and the flames illuminated the surroundings.

The next second, they saw barren graves and black coffins scattered around them.

"You two adults are here, you should lie down quickly and wait for someone to come from Jile Tower."

Boss Qian bowed and prepared to leave.

Chu Yang grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile: "Shop Manager Qian, since you're here already, why don't you lie down with us and see what the rumored Bliss Building is like!"

Boss Qian's body trembled and he stammered: "Forget it, I'm too old and I can't stand the trouble. I'm afraid I will be held back by then."

Li Gexiao said coldly: "I'm not asking you to fight, just have fun there and buy us time to find Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou."

Boss Qian pretended to be embarrassed on the surface, but he was secretly thinking that under the current situation, he could accompany them to Jile Tower or bury them there with his own hands.

"You two adults must ensure my safety!"

Boss Qian lay in a coffin timidly. With that fearful expression, others would probably pity him if they saw it.

Pretending to be pretty similar.

Li Gexiao didn't want him to watch the show, kicked the coffin lid away, and closed the entire coffin.

"I have never laid in a coffin in my life. I never thought I would have the opportunity to try it out today."

Chu Yang smiled and let the wind blow away the dust in the coffin, then he lay down quietly and closed his coffin. The whole process was very smooth.

"Young Master looks quite experienced." Li Ge laughed and joked, then imitated Chu Yang and covered his coffin playfully.

Only when the coffin was closed did Li Gexiao feel depressed, not only because the interior of the coffin was so small that it was difficult for him to move due to his size, but also because the darkness inside was as silent as an abyss.

The silence that was tightly wrapped in darkness and without any response was really unbearable.

"It's okay, just bear with it for a while."

While Li Gexiao comforted himself, he never imagined that Chu Yang next door was already fast asleep.

There is no such thing as fear.

Just treat yourself as camping. Although the tent is a bit small, it doesn't matter. You can just sleep and do nothing else.

As time passed by, Li Ge, who was lying in the coffin, was laughing so hard that he almost couldn't hold it in and broke out of the coffin. At this moment, he felt that the whole coffin was floating.

Subtle footsteps sounded, and the coffin swayed from side to side like a ship on the sea.

Someone is carrying the coffin!

Someone is coming from Ji Le Lou!

Li Gexiao was in a high mood, and all the discomforts were forgotten by him. He only thought about going on a killing spree when he got there and venting all the depression in the coffin.

And Chu Yang slept even more soundly, and the surroundings were shaking like a cradle.

Under the moonlight, six black figures carried three coffins and moved forward quickly. If you observe carefully, it is not difficult to see that the six black figures have no legs!

The six shadows carrying the coffin are not human beings!

After they left, a huge wolf dog appeared quietly in the mass grave. The wolf dog shrugged its nose, determined the location based on the smell alone, and followed it again.

On the other side of Jinling City, Yan Nantian was practicing swordplay in a courtyard. Jiang Feng was sitting on a stone bench nearby, drinking and watching his elder brother practice martial arts.

Yan Nantian's wedding magic skill needs to be repeated all over again, and he doesn't know how long it will take. In order to protect the safety of his sworn brother and his family, he can't waste a moment.

Fortunately, the process of rebuilding was easier than he thought. The originally domineering Qi in his body also became gentler, and he could finally turn his mind at will.

"Your Highness is right. If you want to use its strength, you must first blunt its edge. After a retraining, I have a clearer understanding of the Wedding Dress Divine Art. The speed of cultivation is completely different from before!"

"If I continue like this, it may not take too long for me to return to the peak, or even go further."

Yan Nantian put the black iron heavy sword aside and walked towards Jiang Feng with a big laugh. Jiang Feng handed him the wine pot. He drank a lot and looked very happy.

"His Royal Highness the Wise King's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and he also knows the characteristics of our martial arts. It's really creepy to think about it now."

"I have been to the capital several times in these years and heard some rumors about this prince. They have nothing to do with his true appearance. I don't know why this Wise King hides so deeply?"

Yan Nantian shook his head and sighed, "The court is treacherous and changeable, even more elusive than the grievances in the martial arts world."

"But one thing is very clear. The current emperor may not tolerate the existence of the Wise King. One day, His Royal Highness the Wise King may be killed by a sword and an axe."

"Then it will be my chance to repay my gratitude!"

Jiang Feng looked at Yan Nantian in surprise, "Brother, do you mean to rebel against the Wise King?"

Yan Nantian said calmly: "Now the world needs people like the Wise King to rebuild the country, otherwise the people of the Ming Dynasty will have to live in the shadow of demons and monsters all day long."

Jiang Feng trembled all over and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

The world's number one swordsman is going to be a rebel. If it gets out, the whole martial arts world will be boiling!

Clang!

The coffin fell heavily to the ground, and Chu Yang was awakened by the strong vibration. He stretched out his hand to push the coffin open, and what came into view was a string of large red lanterns hanging high.

A group of masked people had already surrounded the coffin. Most of them were holding weapons, and they seemed to be thugs. The two leading people held masks in their hands.

"Please put on your masks before entering the Jile Building."

The voice was cold like a machine, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

Chu Yang stood up, took the mask and put it on his face. Li Gexiao and Boss Qian did the same. Seeing that they put on the masks, the people of Jile Building led them in.

In ancient times, the so-called Jile people were nothing more than eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

Chu Yang smelled a familiar smell as soon as he entered the door. It was the smell of rouge and special sandalwood combined together, which had the effect of boosting excitement. He could often smell this smell in the brothels in the capital.

However, the fragrance was also mixed with a faint demonic aura, which ordinary people would definitely not be able to smell.

Although Li Gexiao has been decadent these years, he has only been drinking and has never been to a brothel for pleasure, so he is not sensitive to this smell, but just thinks it smells a bit good.

The first floor is a casino, with everything from Pai Gow dice, and even places for cricket fighting and gambling on stones. There are crazy shouts all around. Those who lose want to win, and those who win want to win again.

They are all losers!

The real winners are only the dealers who take a cut from each gambling game. They don't need to pay any chips and they can make a profit without losing.

Chu Yang is familiar with this kind of place. During the years when he was a useless prince in the capital, he was a frequent visitor to the casino. Anyway, if he ran out of money, he would go to the palace to beg. He never felt sorry for fleecing the emperor.

The three of them stood next to a Pai Gow table. When someone lost all his chips and left, Chu Yang immediately took over, betting and drawing cards in one go, and even Boss Qian was stunned.

Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou seemed to be temporarily forgotten by Chu Yang. He was completely focused on the gambling table, his eyes fixed on the cards in his hand.

"Sir, we still have business to do..."

Boss Qian wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"He and I, one is a drunkard and the other is a gambler. I can't walk when I see wine, and he is the same when he sees gambling. Let's wait."

Li Gexiao took a sip of the wine gourd on his waist and sat casually at the edge of the gambling table, ready to join in at any time.

Although he didn't know what Chu Yang wanted to do, he trusted him unconditionally.

Boss Qian was dumbfounded. What's wrong with these two people?

Are the Jinyiwei so casual now? Do they go to handle cases only after having fun?

After waiting for half a minute, Boss Qian saw that Chu Yang didn't move at all. He didn't know what to do. He could only laugh dryly and said, "You two play first, I'm going to the toilet."

Li Gexiao waved his hand impatiently.

Boss Qian silently left the lobby on the first floor.

Then Chu Yang's voice rang in Li Gexiao's mind, "Wait until he comes back, I'll find an excuse to leave, you keep him."

Li Gexiao nodded.

At this time, Boss Qian, who had left the lobby, turned left and right in the maze-like Jile Building, and looked very familiar with everything around him.

He came to a small attic, stood outside the door and said respectfully: "Master, two Jinyiwei came from Jinling City, I brought them all here."

A faint pink smoke suddenly filled the attic, and then a delicate female voice came out, "Last time, the guy with four eyebrows came, and now it's Jinyiwei again. It seems that this Jinling City can't stay. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that old Zhuge will come to the door in person!"

Boss Qian smiled flatteringly: "Master, as long as you absorb some more essence and desire, in time, even the old thief Zhuge can't do anything to you. It's nothing to be wronged for now."

A sigh came from the attic, "If the enemy in Yunjian Temple was willing to help me, why would I hide and hide? I would have eaten everything."

Boss Qian listened silently, not daring to interrupt. The Jile Tower that he had worked so hard to build for his master was seen by that person as helping the tyrant. He was always thinking of beating himself to death with one palm!

"Speaking of which, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou are quite resilient. They haven't lost themselves until today. But they will not be able to hold on for more than one or two days."

"Now two more Jinyiwei have been sent up. God is very good to me."

The female voice in the attic laughed, and Boss Qian heard it like a devil's voice. His eyes were red and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

"You bastard, do you still want to climb into my bed?" A scolding made Boss Qian sober up. He knelt on the ground in panic and kowtowed hard for mercy.

Who knew that the next second, the female voice became gentle again, soft and tender like flirting.

"But...if you can continue to help me maintain the Jile Tower, you can get on this bed, hehe."

Boss Qian was itching. Just listening to the voice, he felt that he was already in ecstasy.

Another half a quarter of an hour later, Boss Qian returned to the lobby on the first floor. He saw Chu Yang holding a prostitute in gauze in his arms, and she was no longer sitting at the gambling table.

The person who took over the chips at this time was Li Gexiao.

Chu Yang smiled and said, "Old Li, Boss Qian, you guys just gamble a few times here, I'll go play with the young lady."

Li Gexiao didn't care at all, letting Chu Yang enjoy it.

Instead, Boss Qian said anxiously, "Sir, don't we have to find Lu Daxia and the others first?"

Chu Yang scolded, "Why are you in such a hurry? Lu Xiaofeng and the others may not be in Jile Building. Let me play with them first!"

He has played the role of a dandy for many years, and his tone couldn't be more sincere. Boss Qian was almost certain that these two Jinyiwei were probably second-generation ancestors, and they got this iron rice bowl with the help of their fathers.

Good!

Then I don't have to waste my time.

You guys sink into the Paradise Tower, and your energy and desires are sucked away without you knowing it, until you die of weakness!

Boss Qian sneered in his heart, and sat next to Li Gexiao with a hypocritical smile, and generously bet for him.

Chu Yang hugged the beauty and followed the servant to the second floor.

He tried to use the observation color to explore the Paradise Tower, but encountered a lot of obstacles. Just like in the fairy sword world, the interference of demonic energy on domineering energy still exists.

The two came to an empty house.

The pretty beauty just closed the door and turned her head to see a pair of scarlet eyes. The magatama in the pupils seemed to have magic, which made her fall into a state of loss.

After controlling the other party with the Sharingan, Chu Yang left a clone and left the room with the earth escape technique.

The Paradise Tower was built in the hollow belly of a mountain somewhere. The whole building was surrounded by rocks. With the blessing of earth escape, Chu Yang could appear anywhere unimpeded.

Now there are two options to choose from, either rescue Lu Xiaofeng first, or directly steal the house and kill the big monster here.

It depends on whether Chu Yang meets Lu Xiaofeng first, or the big monster in the attic first.

After a cup of tea.

Chu Yang stood in front of an attic, and the pink monster mist rushed towards him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, your luck is really bad!"

A man and a monster said in unison. (End of this chapter)