The baby who might be very evil in Mrs. Jiang Zhen Wanjun's belly returned to quiet after a while and was not born early.

Tang Ning also took care of the band's musicians and singers, and successfully advanced the progress of the mysterious holy weapon to 100/100.

A small red dot that kept flashing appeared at the edge of Tangning's vision, flashing silently.

Trying to let Zi Yan and Green Zhu push the wheelchair around the front and back, Tang Ning roughly determined how to deal with this little red dot - isn't it just following the map and then digging for treasures? I'm familiar with this operation!

"Purple smoke and green bamboo... Forget it, come on! You push me in this direction."

Tang Ning raised his hand and pointed it in a diagonal front, calling Dian Zaixing to push the wheelchair all the way forward.

After several fine-tuning directions, the flashing red dot finally merged into one with the location where Tangning wheelchair was.

It's here!

"Zaixing, you circle my husband's wheelchair and draw a circle with your sword."

Tang Ning used the sword that he always carried with him to pestle the ground covered with golden nanmu floor strips. Dian Zaixing immediately drew his sword and drew an extremely standard circle on the floor.

Tang Ning turned his wheelchair and moved outside the circle, pointing to the ground where he had drawn the circle, couldn't wait to order: "Dig! Dig quickly! Good things are buried underground. Even if you dig thirty feet! 300 feet, you must dig it out for me before the early morning!"

The reason why he asked to dig it out before the early morning was that Tang Ning was afraid that the so-called evolutionary skill "the rumored holy weapon" was also compatible with the 24-hour time limit.

"Father, this is...the child's bedroom."

A traitor who heard the news quickly reminded him around the bush.

Father, it’s okay if you remove your child’s bed, but digging a 300-foot hole in front of your crib is... Is there something you are dissatisfied with your child, so you come and cheat your child openly?

Yes, the child is indeed unfilial. You are in a wheelchair again, your father is trying your best to arrest the assassin and the envoy behind them! The assassination envoy is almost unable to hide it. When they are found out, I will use the blood of their nine clans to apologize to your father!

So what? Dad, you really don’t have to worry about digging such a big hole for your child! If you have any dissatisfaction, just scold me. If you don’t scold enough, it’s okay to swing the child with a crutch a few times...

"Your father, I'm not blind yet! Do you don't know that this is your kid's bedroom? Did I not say it clearly enough? OK, then I'll say it again, there are big babies buried underground! Do you know what the big babies mean? Come on, dig! Dig immediately!"

Tang Ning glared at Tang Boyan fiercely, and almost sprayed Tang Boyan with saliva on his face - are you stupid? Didn't you see your father racing against time? If you missed this mysterious holy weapon, how could you lose one of your father? Tsk, if you have such a good thing, as for what you almost got shot into a hornet's nest by an assassin?

Take a look!

I was right, dad is still angry with me!

Tang Boyan immediately didn't dare to speak anymore. He looked at the carved bed that was so close to him, and then looked at the iron Han Dian who followed his father's orders and began to violently destroy the valuable nanmu floor.

OK, just dig a hole, just dig it. Dad, just be happy, just be happy.

Tang Boyan quietly covered his heart with a bitter face because his heart... was bleeding.

"Hey, why are you standing stupidly?" Tang Ning glared at a traitor again: "Is it okay to have a little wink? Why don't you hurry up and help get a few hoes?!"

Really, didn’t you see that your father’s legs and feet are inconvenient now?

"Dad, no hoe..."

"Um?!"

"You guys go and get the hoe now!"

Tang Boyan, who was covering his chest, left his bedroom in panic.

"Your Majesty stay! Look—the hoe, the slave has prepared it for you!"

The second manager who had been waiting outside the door had been waiting for a long time rushed forward, holding a bundle of hoes and smiling.

"When did you prepare these hoes? How do you know if I came out and found a hoe?"

Tang Boyan slowly lowered his hand covering his chest.

"When I say the prince, I actually guessed it! I asked the old man quietly about the old man's side. They said that the old man got up today, and told the slaves in the main courtyard that there were treasures buried in the palace. Now the old man has found your bedroom all the way to you for a long time. If there is no accident, it is probably the place where the treasure is hidden! And when I think of the treasure, how can I do without a hoe? Look, the hoes I have found are both sized and durable and high-quality goods made of the best iron. There is no problem in digging two or three hundred feet! Prince, look again, I have prepared for the rain and found these bamboo baskets, earth baskets, and ropes for transporting debris..."

The second manager said eroticly, even using idioms.

In fact, the second manager was not like this before, but the day before yesterday, Mr. Tang asked him to take the Youming Fairy Grass in the mansion. Because he did not deeply understand the old man's intention, he lost points in the old man's eyes one after another, which made the second manager feel a strong sense of crisis.

This won’t work!

The eunuch Ma Sixi, the eunuch, firmly controlled the position of the big manager, and the ambitious third managers, the small managers stared at my position. If I don’t quickly bring back my impression, the position of the second manager will probably not be able to be saved!

So, the second manager even opened his eyes when he was sleeping for the past two days, always looking for opportunities to get back scores in front of the two masters in the mansion.

Look, God pays off, the opportunity is here!

However, before the second manager finished speaking, Tang Boyan interrupted his praise and praise: "Guanhai, how many years have you been in the royal palace?"

When he heard this, the second manager named Guanhai was immediately delighted and quickly replied: "Prince, the second year you followed the Emperor, the servant entered the mansion to do things. This year is the twelfth year! Prince, I am the servant who is loyal to you and the Tang family can be seen..."

"Have you been so long? Guanhai, how could you not know about your loyalty? Guanhai, with your talent, you should shoulder a heavier burden--"

His Highness King Wei's deep eyes passed by the large bundle of hoe held by the second manager.

Hearing this, the corners of the second manager Xi's mouth were almost cracked to his ears - is the prince going to promote me? Oh hey, actually, I have disliked Ma Sixi's eunuch for a long time. The position of the chief manager of the inner government should be mine!

"You should know the things on the sea and the side of Shouyang Mountain, right?"

His Highness the King of Wei said again.

"I have heard of it!"

The happy second manager quickly replied.

Who doesn’t know about the matter on Shouyang Mountain now who has some status in the mansion?

In the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story", Lanruo Temple now appears at least six or seven hours a day on the top of Shouyang Mountain. No matter who appears in Lanruo Temple, you can cross the boundary of gray fog and enter the world of Lanruo Temple. It is said that there is an extremely dangerous demon city inside. Those who go in to explore the way will die for a lifetime. The Taoist Lunar Division has already taken at least fifty or sixty good players, so the Taoist Lunar Division will be broken by the evil cultivator who spread the plague...

Some people say that the Lanruo Temple in Shouyang Mountain actually just happened to look a bit like the story of "A Chinese Ghost Story" told by the old man. In fact, it is 100% a strange cave world that emerged from nowhere. The top of Shouyang Mountain is the connection point and entrance and exit of its great world. Now the cave world has not yet fully integrated with the great world, so it appears and disappears from time to time. Those aristocratic families are still watching and not taking action...

But when it is completely integrated with the world, the battle to believe it or not will begin immediately?

Although the Northern Army is now unable to pour water on the road to the mountain, Ma Sixi also led a royal family soldier to guard the top of the mountain. However, if those aristocratic families and even the outer immortals officially enter the venue, Ma Sixi will definitely die without a place to bury it!

Of course, we have been colleagues for many years. When Ma Sixi holds a funeral, we will definitely be there to see Lao Ma off for a ride.

Alas, when it comes to talking about it, Lao Ma is also very pitiful.

A eunuch, who spends ten or eight years and then celebrates festivals, may not even have a person who burns paper for sacrifices...

We are different. We have four sons who take turns to be filial and will not lack incense and blood in a hundred years!

The second manager thought secretly.

"Watch the sea, Shouyang Mountain is of great importance. Ma Sixi seems to be unable to bear this burden. You can clean up - tomorrow morning, you can go to Shouyang Mountain to replace Ma Sixi. Go to Shouyang Mountain to do your best, wait for your good news!"

His Highness, King of Wei, patted the second manager on the shoulder to show his respect. Then, in the stunned shock of the second manager, he picked up the big hug hoe and turned back to the house.

Prince! I have sweated for the royal palace, and I have been injured by the Tang family. Prince, you can’t treat me like this!

What is wrong with the slave? Prince, please make it clear and give me a chance to make up for the failure of the slave!

The second manager, who was frightened, was about to enter the house to beg for mercy when he suddenly heard a loud shout: "Be careful of the people below! Let's go away!"

The second manager subconsciously looked up in the sound and saw a shiny spacecraft about six or seven feet long suddenly falling from the sky, rubbing his body and smashing heavily into the small square in front of the King of Wei’s bedroom!

As the earth shook, the marble brick floor was smashed into a huge pit by the falling flying boat on the spot. The soil and gravel splashed everywhere, and the second manager couldn't stand it and turned into a rolling gourd.

Oh my god!

Murder!

Prince, the slave fell down!

Prince, the servant's leg has broken!

Prince, I have let down your trust and expectations, and I can't go to Shouyang Mountain...

The second manager, who was bleeding from his head, took advantage of the chaos and the opportunity to pick up a broken marble brick that had been broken. He bit his teeth and slammed hard on her own right leg!

Click!

The legs that could not beat the marble were broken as they wished.

The second manager shed tears of relief.

"Did you break your leg?"

A girl with pink, tender, plump and round face with ponytails fell from the sky and appeared in the center of the second manager's sight.

Who are you, girl?

The second manager stared at the girl falling from the sky, hesitating whether to shout for help or mercy. The round-faced girl with a ponytail had already revealed her identity: "Don't be afraid, I am the closed disciple of Huanyue Zhenren, and the junior sister of your third master."

"You, you, you..." The second manager could only endure the pain and squeeze out his smile: "Hello!"

The third master’s junior sister is a cultivator! She cannot offend her, nor dares to offend her!

"Yeah, yeah, you're a good person." The girl with a round face with a pair of ponytails was very satisfied with the respectful attitude of the second manager, so she stretched out her hand and patted the second manager's broken leg: "Okay!"

"ah?"

The second manager was confused.

"What? I mean, your legs are already well!" The girl with a round face with a pair of ponytails shook her hair, hiding her reputation and name: "No need to thank me, my name is Qingqing."

The second manager moved his broken legs and stretched them freely. Sure enough!

Qingqing, right? I... I'm so fucking thank you!
To be continued...