Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

"Hey!"

"Hey! What are you thinking about!"

A familiar voice rang in his ears, and Xiang Xi turned his head to hear the voice.

"No, I didn't think about anything just now." She shook her head and said.

Ji Xiuyuan just glanced at her and didn't say anything.

Lin Feng took a look and said aloud, "Don't think too much, the past has already happened, you have to look forward."

Xiang Xi nodded, knowing in her heart that now is not the time to think about these things. For her, all her attention should be focused on the things in front of her. Too much immersion in the memories of the past is not good.

At the foot of the mountain, after walking a few steps, a doorway with a door appeared in front of her.

There were two guards standing beside him. When they saw Ji Xiuyuan, they bowed their heads respectfully to greet him.

"Open the door." Lin Feng said.

The heavy door seemed to be made of wood, but when I opened it, I found that it was actually made of metal.

There is a gleam of light inside, and it is only when you walk in that you can see that there is a small wall lamp every three meters.

There is actually electricity in here?

Xiang Xi was shocked in his heart. In this era when the electric light was just introduced, to be honest, it is still a rare thing.

Only a few rich and powerful families, or that kind of luxurious shopping malls use it, and most of them still use kerosene lamps.

Xiang Xi knew that Suizhou, under the leadership of Ji Xiuyuan, was the first city in the country to popularize electric lights.

However, electricity was used in such an inconspicuous small col, and Xiang Xi felt a little different breath this time.

It must not be simple, she cheered up and didn't speak.

The aisle was fairly dry, but the smell of earth was very strong, and there was an oppressive feeling. Xiang Xi just felt it, but there was no sign of abnormality on his face.

Finally, the narrow corridor came to an end, and at the end was a small staircase that spiraled up, allowing only one person to pass through at a time.

Lin Feng was the first one, Xiang Xi was behind, and Ji Xiuyuan was the last one.

She unconsciously breathed lightly, such a secret way, if Ji Xiuyuan didn't have a big conspiracy, she would not believe it even if killed.

The people on the stairs were very tired, and Xiang Xi's breathing was a little short, which was very obvious in this quiet space.

Ji Xiuyuan and Lin Feng didn't breathe at all.

After so many days in the Young Marshal's Mansion, she certainly knew that Lin Feng was a master insider, it was no secret.

But you can think about it, after all, to be able to be brought by the future Governor Ji, skill, mind, and sincerity, each of which is indispensable.

And that Uncle Hai, who is said to be an unfathomable master.

As for the Xiang family, there was no such master in the first place. His younger brother Xiang Jing liked to practice martial arts. He once told her that she hadn't seen him at the time, so he thought that his younger brother had read too many books.

just now……

"What are you thinking? It's all here." Lin Feng just came up, and when he turned around, he saw Xiang Xi's absent-minded expression.

Ji Xiuyuan also followed behind, looking at her inquiringly.

Seeing his master's expression, Lin Feng consciously made a very witty move.

"It's okay, you can come here, Xiang Xi, you are already one of your own. If you have any questions, you can ask them now. It will also help us in our future work."

Xiang Xi looked at Ji Xiuyuan, he also had the look that if you ask, I will tell you.

She swallowed her saliva, and suddenly asked, "Adjutant Lin, if the Young Marshal competes with you, can you win?"

This question is really a bit nonsensical, both of them were stunned, not knowing what they meant.

Lin Feng reacted, and immediately smiled and said, "How can I win? So far, I have only taken a maximum of nineteen tricks under the master's command. It won't be the Chinese New Year soon. My New Year's wish is to compete this year and pass the big hurdle of twenty tricks." .”

Xiang Xi: "..."

Ji Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, "In order to satisfy you, I can help you fulfill your wish."

Lin Feng waved his hand immediately, and said with a smile, "No, no, I, Lin Feng, can't go through the back door, it's so embarrassing."

"Hmph." Ji Xiuyuan hummed lightly.

The joking conversation between the two immediately made the surrounding atmosphere a lot easier, but Xiang Xi also understood the family affairs.

Ji Xiuyuan, himself is a master, with the kind of internal kung fu.

This is really strange, because as far as she knows, Luo Chengze doesn't have one.

Knowing this, thinking about what Lin Feng said before, Ji Xiuyuan didn't regard Luo Chengze as an opponent at all, so he seemed to be able to figure it out.

"Okay, let's start, you second uncle, you really have a lot of surprises." Lin Feng watched Xiang Xi meaningfully after finishing speaking, turned around and went in.

Xiang Xi looked ahead, only to find that there was a room with chains.

Ji Xiuyuan came up, stood beside her and asked, "Because it's about your second uncle, can you guarantee that you will remain rational and calm at work?"

Xiang Xi didn't know, so he glanced at him, why did you ask this?

But it is still confirmed that this is no problem, so I solemnly replied, "No problem."

"That's good." After Ji Xiuyuan finished speaking, he stepped in.

After Xiang Xi finished talking and went in, he realized that there was actually a whole set of monitoring equipment inside, but the workmanship seemed to be better and more advanced.

On a large wooden table was a typewriter, next to it was an earphone and a loudspeaker, and besides that, there was a square device with many wires plugged into it.

She had only seen this in the original textbook, but that was much simpler. The one in front of her was clearly an upgraded product.

A kind of intense excitement spread in the blood, both physically and mentally, as if they were eager to meet the next challenge.

"Your job is to wear earphones and say what you hear without missing anything." Lin Feng handed the earphones to Xiang Xi, and then sat down in front of the typewriter.

Xiang Xi looked at him, those hands, which were obviously martial arts, were now as if they were about to type, which was a bit weird no matter how you looked at it.

And Ji Xiuyuan sat beside him, doing nothing.

"Okay, let's get started," he said aloud.

Xiang Xi nodded immediately without hesitation, and immediately put on the earphones.

Ji Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, "There are still 10 minutes to prepare."

During these 10 minutes, neither Xiang Xi nor Lin Feng spoke, they were just doing simple debugging and emotional preparation.

Ji Xiuyuan said the exact time, and 10 minutes later, there was a rustling sound of radio reception.

It seemed that someone was kneeling on the ground with a common sound.

"Help me, Mr. Wu, help me!"

It was Xiang Ziwen's voice.

At the same time, in a room three meters above, Wu Ba was wiping the dagger in his hand with a clean white cloth.

Completely ignoring Xiang Ziwen who was kneeling on the ground, weeping bitterly.

After Xiang Ziwen shouted, seeing that there was no response, he raised his head and looked at the man sitting on the chair in front of him through his tears.