Urban Hidden Dragon

Geng Zhexuan stood at the foot of the mountain and looked at the top.

Seeing that Wang Han has not come out for so long, he has gradually begun to regret.

Young people are generally young and energetic and like to be reckless.

After not coming out for so long, Geng Zhexuan had to think about the worst.

He rubbed his chin and bit his lip again.

Walking around the foot of the mountain with hands on hips.

He kicked the ground anxiously.

In the past half day, Geng Zhexuan had kicked almost all the stones on the ground.

The phone in his pocket was vibrating. He took it out and found that it was Qiao Fengchun calling, "How's it going?"

Geng Zhexuan glanced at the top of the mountain, "It's been more than ten minutes since I went in, but there's still no movement."

"So long? Didn't you call him and ask?"

"Didn't he say before that he couldn't be disturbed? I didn't dare to call him!" Geng Zhexuan asked the driver for a cigarette.

Qiao Fengchun was silent for a moment and said, "Judging from the time it took for Bao'er to solve the problem before, that evil weapon is so terrifying. If he can solve it, it will probably take him several hours, or even longer."

Geng Zhexuan held a cigarette and kicked the tire, "I'm afraid that we can't solve it. This guy is young and energetic. You said he boasted about Haikou before he came, saying that he can solve it. If he can't solve it, I'm afraid that he will worry about his face. I am forced to stay here."

"Probably not! He shouldn't be that irrational."

"This kid can even tell such fantastic stories as bloodbathing Lao's family. Do you think there is no conflict with him committing crimes?"

These words immediately silenced Qiao Fengchun.

"If you do this, wait another three hours and send him a message to ask."

"That's all we can do, let's not talk about it for now, my eldest brother and the others are here!"

Geng Zhexuan looked into the distance and saw a motorcade heading this way.

Arrived.

Several people got out of the car.

The leader was an old man with gray hair and a beard.

"I heard someone say that you brought someone to solve the problem of our family's ancestral graves?"

"Correct."

Geng Zhecheng looked towards the top of the mountain and asked, "People are going up there?"

Geng Zhexuan held the handle of his cigarette and took a deep puff.

"Ah."

Geng Zhecheng put his hands on his lower abdomen and asked curiously, "Where did you invite the master from?"

"You can't be considered an expert! He's a young man and quite capable. He solved Bao'er's problems."

Geng Zhecheng was stunned for a moment, "Young man? Are you joking or are you serious?"

"Brother, do I need to joke with you about this?"

Geng Zhecheng's face gradually turned cold, "You let a young man go to a place like this? He even saved Bao'er's life! Is this how you treat your benefactor? What do outsiders say about our Geng family?"

"Brother, don't I regret it now?"

Geng Zhecheng's cheek muscles squirmed, "How long have you been in there?"

"Ten minutes."

"Ten minutes? No movement?" Geng Zhecheng asked.

Geng Zhexuan nodded.

Geng Zhecheng clenched his fists, preparing to punch Geng Zhexuan, but was hugged by his sister Geng Zheqing.

"Are you brainless? The old man can't stand it even if he goes in here. Don't you know how many people died here? What do you think when you let a young man go in? That young man actually saved your daughter! You Is this how you treat others? Huh?"

Geng Zhecheng reached out and grabbed Geng Zhexuan's collar, and missed with his fist, hitting Geng Zhexuan on the shoulder.

Geng Zhexuan, who felt guilty and guilty, glanced upward and said, "Brother, I did this carelessly, and it was also because I was too eager to get things done."

"Is that a fucking reason? What do you think people say about our Geng family? Ungrateful? Repay kindness with hatred?"

Geng Zheqing hugged Geng Zhecheng, "Brother! The matter is not as serious as you said. Our family has been affected by something for too long. Didn't the third brother lose his sense of proportion for the sake of our family?"

Geng Zhecheng pushed Geng Zheqing away.

Turned around twice.

He pointed at Geng Zhexuan with a hatred of steel, "You are already this old, but you are still the Taibao of Shanhe Society. Everything you do represents the Geng family's face. I don't care how dirty the hands of other families and other sects are. Shameless, our Geng family will never do such an ungrateful thing! I want shame! I want our Geng family to go out, and others will give us a thumbs up behind our backs instead of poking our spines!"

Geng Zhexuan lowered his head and lit a cigarette again.

He glanced anxiously at the top of the mountain.

I prayed silently in my heart.

"How old is the young man?"

"More than twenty."

"Two...More than twenty?" When Geng Zhecheng heard that he was so young, he looked around for a stick angrily. When he didn't find it, he took off his shoes and smashed it on Geng Zhexuan's head.

"Are you still a human being?" Geng Zhecheng was furious.

"You're only in your twenties, and your life has just begun! You're hurting people like this!"

Geng Zhecheng was more than ten years older than Geng Zhexuan. He was like his elder brother and his father. Moreover, he felt guilty that what he had done was unfair. When he was beaten, Geng Zhexuan remained silent.

There is a sense of self-atonement.

Geng Zheqing came up and hugged Geng Zhecheng, "Brother! What if that young man has something to do?"

"Go away! Even the Heavenly Master can't do anything! What can you do if you let a young man go? Huh?"

Geng Zhecheng's gray beard spread out, and he stabbed Geng Zhexuan's chest heavily with his fingers.

His chest was rising and falling, and it was obvious that this old man in his sixties was really angry.

"Have you forgotten what the old man said? Have you read so many sage books in vain? If it depends on the lives of other people to solve this mess of our Geng family, our Geng family has the ability to do it, but why don't we Do it? Our lives are lives! The lives of others are also lives! Geng Zhexuan! You are almost old enough to know destiny. You have to understand that people are doing it! God is watching!"

Geng Zhecheng raised his finger and pointed upward.

Geng Zhexuan lowered his head.

"Brother, this kid is actually quite capable."

"I thought you had invited an expert from outside the world, but you found us a young man in his twenties. The old Celestial Master has profound kung fu, and our Shanhe Guild's president Gong Shenzhen is at a loss. They are all helpless. You said that a young man of twenty years old settled things for you, do you believe it yourself?"

Geng Zhexuan felt unsure, so he glanced at the top of the mountain again. He didn't think much about it at first, but now his intestines were filled with regret.

"Brother, when I went up just now, I couldn't stand it until halfway up the mountain, but he didn't react at all. I think..."

"Do you think it's important?"

Geng Zhecheng put on his shoes and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Back then, I met Song Buyan, the leader of Qintian Dao, and shamelessly asked him to help our Geng family figure out when things would turn around. Song Buyan said that as long as we accumulate virtue, do good deeds, and show gratitude, Picture reward, when the time comes, there will definitely be great blessings, and our Geng family will also accumulate a lot.

I've been walking on thin ice these years, for fear of doing something wrong, but now it's better, you just gave us such a trick!

All efforts are in vain, this is the fate of our Geng family. "

Geng Zhecheng closed his eyes, let out a long sigh, and got into the car feebly. He was happy when he came, but dejected when he came back.

Geng Zhexuan squatted at the foot of the mountain and looked at the top of the mountain.

My younger sister, Geng Zheqing, didn't leave, for fear that Geng Zhexuan would get mad and rush to look for someone.

After waiting for a few hours, Geng Zhexuan sent a message to Wang Han.

But the news is like a stone sinking into the sea without any belief.

Geng Zhexuan stood up irritably, ready to rush forward if he was cruel.

He was grabbed by Geng Zheqing.

"Brother! To put it bluntly, he's probably dead after not coming out for so long. There's no need to set up another one."

Geng Zhexuan put his head in his hands and punched his head several times.

"Damn me!"

I waited there for three days and two nights.

Geng Zhexuan looked depressed.

"Brother, it's been three days. Let alone a young man, even a big shot can't hold it for so long. Let's go back."

Geng Zheqing dragged Geng Zhexuan into the car.

in the tomb.

Wang Han suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and he was breathing heavily.

"who I am!"

He leaned against the wall and rested for a long time.

During this period of time, it was like a dream, countless fragments came to mind, and many things seemed familiar, especially the scene of the altar. Every time Wang Han wanted to get closer, he always came just a little short.

But the mournful cries all around were getting louder and louder.

"My king! My king!"

Wang Han felt sad when he heard the voices one after another.

It's not that there are no gains. I have learned a lot about how to use the divine evil.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about those things for the time being.

Wang Han took out his phone and looked at it, and found that three days had passed.

What the hell!

Wang Han stood up from the ground.

I thought it hadn't been long, but I felt like I was drifting off to sleep. When I saw the time, it was seven o'clock, and I didn't know whether it was seven o'clock in the evening or seven o'clock in the day.

I saw the message sent by Geng Zhexuan.

Wang Han went out and prepared for the interview.

Unexpectedly, Geng Zhexuan was not there when he came down the mountain, and neither was the car.

"Damn it! Where are the people? I haven't even gotten in the car yet!"

Wang Han called Geng Zhexuan, but no one answered.

Wo Nima!

This fucking barren mountain!

Wang Han walked along the road and met a car on the way. Wang Han waved and wanted to catch a ride. When the driver saw that Wang Han was coming out of the grave circle, there was still blood on Wang Han's body after the battle. The driver was so scared that his prostate He almost jumped up, kicked the accelerator and rushed out crazily.

Cursing and running along the straight road for more than three hours, I finally saw the Geng family's house.

Blowing my bangs.

Wang Han walked towards inside.

Just got to the door.

Several people walked out of it and raised their hands to stop Wang Han.

"I'm looking for my big brother Geng Zhexuan!"

Several people looked at Wang Han, and a fat middle-aged man stamped his foot, "You are a funny beggar. Before it gets dark, you start talking in your sleep. Do you know where this is? Do you know who Geng Zhexuan you are talking about is?" Who? That’s one of the Shanhe Society’s Taibao! Is it your brother? You’re a beggar sleeping in a bridge cave, so your brain is wet?”

Wang Han took out his mobile phone and said, "You have to force me to show off, right?"

I called Geng Zhexuan, but after waiting for a long time, no one answered.

"Is Lao Geng at home?"

The slightly fat middle-aged man lifted his belt and took out a few hundred yuan from his pocket, "Okay! My master asked us to accumulate charity. You can take these three hundred yuan and buy some food. Stop making trouble, okay? ?”

Wang Han took the money and stuffed it into his pocket.

Don't be in vain.

"Go in and look for Geng Zhexuan and tell him that his brother Xiang Feng is here!"

The fat middle-aged man stomped his feet and raised his fist, "It's still like the wind. Do you think my fist looks like a hammer?"

"What's the noise?"

A crisp voice came.

Geng Baoer got out of the car outside the door.