Urban Hidden Dragon

"Heartfelt cicada!"

Ke Wengong opened his mouth and explained to Wang Han.

Seeing Wang Han's puzzled expression, Ke Wengong introduced to Wang Han, "This item is a treasure left by our Ke family's ancestor. It has two functions. When you have nothing to do on weekdays, you can inject Qi or evil energy into it. After being seriously injured, this item can warm your body. Even if you are seriously injured and your life is at stake, as long as you have a breath, this item can bring you back to life.

As for the other effect, to be honest, it is a bit useless. The little Taibao can reach such a state. I must know that everyone has various Qi bodies in the body, and the Qi in the internal organs can also affect various aspects of a person. Emotions, this thing can mobilize the breath of other people, thereby affecting a person's emotions. The most important thing is that it can also make people speak out their hearts! Even people with a higher level than you can use this thing to make them tell the truth in their hearts, but this effect is useless. "

Wang Han was not interested at first, but after hearing the second effect, he immediately became interested, "Oh?"

How could this thing be useless? The second one is the useful one.

Every time Wang Han interrogates someone, he can only control those whose realm is slightly lower than his own. This thing can make up for this shortcoming very cleverly. In addition, this thing can also make a person speak his or her heart. At critical moments, it will definitely Also works wonders.

After Ke Wengong saw Wang Han's expression, he didn't know whether it was a good thing to give this thing to Wang Han.

Wang Han put the things in his pocket, "Oh, Mr. Ke gave me such a good thing, how embarrassing it makes me!"

Ke Wengong glanced at Wang Han's pocket and said with a forced smile, "Stop talking nonsense, you stuffed all the chicken feathers in your pocket!"

After finishing speaking, Ke Wengong immediately covered his mouth.

Wang Han's brows were raised.

This thoughtful cicada is really a good thing.

Ke Wengong forced a smile and quickly defended himself, "Little Taibao, I said what was in my heart!"

Wang Han was not angry at all. He smiled respectfully at Ke Wen and said, "Thank you, Mr. Ke, for the gift!"

Ke Wengong smiled and waved his hand, "Damn I regret it!"

After speaking, Ke Wengong immediately closed his mouth and squeezed out a smile that looked like crying, "Little eunuch, don't play tricks on me anymore."

Wang Han smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ke, I really can't hold it back."

Ke Wengong waved his hand.

After the few people said goodbye, Wang Han got into the car.

Wen Renxuanhai asked curiously, "What good thing did Ke Wengong give you just now?"

"It's a very interesting little thing. Stop teasing Chu Liu and drive your car properly. Chu Liu is a big man. Why are you teasing me?"

Wen Renxuanhai said with a smile, "I just like to tease you. Sixth sister is not a grown man at all. This is my little wife who will not get pregnant."

After saying this, Wen Ren Xuan Hai was stunned. "What the hell? Why did you say what was in your heart?"

Ke Le smiled and said, "Brother Hai, stop flirting. I also want to flirt with Sister Chuliu. I love Sister Chuliu's long legs."

After speaking, Ke Le's expression changed.

Wenren Xuanhai turned around and looked at Wang Han, "What did Ke Wengong give you?"

"It's wonderful!" Wang Han was playing with the cicada sent by Ke Wengong in his hand, his mouth grinning like the waist of his cotton trousers. This thing is really a good thing. In the future, when he meets a hypocritical villain, he can let him speak his true feelings directly.

It can also amuse everyone.

"Are you going back to Jiangning City after sending Ke Le to Zhenlong Palace?" Wenren Xuanhai asked, speaking very vigilantly.

Wang Han immediately said, "No, let's go directly to the village. Now is the time for the old man to hold down Shi'e and destroy the consciousness of the Black Sky Emperor in my elder sister. Before they find the ship, let's look for clues about the ship first!"

Before this, Su Hengyang had asked Huyan Tuotuo to give Wang Han the compass needle and told Wang Han that there were clues about the ship in the village, so Wang Han had to take advantage of this period to get things done.

Wen Renxuanhai, who was driving, no longer peeked at Chu Liu, but changed the topic and said seriously, "Hourong and Juxing's gang should have released the remaining three demons! I guess they will." It won’t be long before Qiongya will be released!”

Wang Han leaned against the back seat and said, "This is the general trend. He will be released sooner or later!"

"Where are Gui Yan and Xiong Zhou? I haven't seen them for a long time!" Wenren Xuanhai asked curiously.

Wang Han shook his phone and cursed, "Damn it, these two are just trying to go on a self-driving tour. Yesterday they posted on their Moments that they were going to Erhai Lake, and it looks like they want to go to Thailand too!"

Wenren Xuanhai complained, "They are quite cool!"

"Who says it's not the case! I'm so busy every day, but these two bastards still have time to travel!"

When we were chasing Rao Rushuang before, these two dog baskets fell behind and then went to play around elsewhere.

After leaving Ke Le at the train station and asking him to take the high-speed train, Wang Han, Wen Renxuanhai and Chu Liuniang headed towards the village.

Liao Village is a very old village. It still retains many primitive lifestyles, but the environment is very good, and it feels like a paradise.

When we arrived at the place, it was already evening.

The setting sun casts a warm glow on the entire small village. Green smoke curled up from every house, and the sound of the news network was mixed in. The old woman sat on the threshold and fed the children with a bowl, and the old man smoked the old man with a cigarette. Smoke, children picked up straight sticks on the roadside and ran happily, children's voices like silver bells came from time to time, native dogs lay lazily on the ground wagging their tails, chickens, ducks and geese formed their own teams and twisted around on the road With my butt on my back, the long and gentle mooing of an old cow occasionally comes, the water like a jade belt is crystal clear, the wind blows, the leaves make a rustling sound, and the whole world is quiet and peaceful.

The small village has been in contact with the outside world, but it seems that it has not been affected by the hustle and bustle of the outside world. Compared with the noisy steel jungle, this place gives people's souls unprecedented peace.

Wang Han asked Wenren Xuanhai to park the car at the entrance of the village, and several people got out and walked over.

Chuliu Niang changed into a pair of long pants and wore sneakers, tied her hair into a high ponytail, and put on a pair of glasses. She exuded youthful vitality.

After Wang Han got out of the car, he checked the entire village and found nothing special.

After looking around for a while, Wang Han walked towards the nearest one, lit a cigarette for the old man, and then stuffed two packs of Zhonghua into his pocket. "Uncle, I want to ask you something. Is there any story about ships in your village?"

The old man was stunned for a moment.

"The story of the bed? You kid, what kind of questions are you asking? Aren't you ashamed? You're from the city, and I'm asking you about the story of the bed. Don't you city people know more about flowers than us country people?"

Wang Han was amused. As he got older, it was normal for him to hear something. "I meant boat, not bed. Boat, eat boat!"

The old man paused while holding his cigarette, and stared at Wang Han with his eyes that had seen countless ups and downs in life, as if he wanted to see through Wang Han.

"Wait a minute!"

The old man stood up.

The old man walked in one direction with his hands behind his back, and suddenly picked up a gong and started beating it.

The sound of gongs broke the tranquility of the entire small mountain village.

Not long after, villagers gathered towards this side.

An old man in clothes walked up and asked.

"Old man Ma, what's wrong?"

The old man who just struck the gong pressed his hand on the gong.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Han.

He said something to the villagers in an awkward dialect.

I saw a group of villagers surrounding Wang Han and others.