MTL - Half Immortal-Chapter 180 Black Sea Town Coffin (19)

Yan Mingguang did not refute him.

What Yan Wei wants to do, Yan Mingguang will always silently agree. All the dungeons they have experienced, except this time, he and Yan Mingguang chose Yan Mingguang to stand on the bright side. Before that, Yan Mingguang kept a low profile as if he was not a player.

Yan Wei knew very well that even if he didn't have the title of "public revenge", if he needed it, Yan Mingguang would agree.

Even though I haven't tried it, Yan Wei is very sure that even if it violates morality, even if it violates Yan Mingguang's long-standing principles, Yan Mingguang...will not say "no" to him Character.

Yan Wei originally wanted to see Yan Mingguang's reaction, but in the end, he was a little embarrassed, and subconsciously clenched Yan Mingguang's hand.

They walked one after the other, catching up with Lin Qing and others who were waiting for them at the small pavilion in front.

Those people seem to have some differences of opinion.

"The Guanyin water bottle is as important as Jiang Jingyun's ghost body!" Zhong Bufan's tone this time was rather strong, "Even if we go all out to get the Guanyin bottle of water, but if? Jiang Jingyun's ghost body was controlled by those people in Shen Zhai, we still want to **** Jiang Jingyun with them in the end. Or we go all out to catch Jiang Jingyun's ghost body, without a bottle of water?

Yu Zhengqing frowned: "Two-pronged approach? Yes, but we have a limitation. Their number is? Twice as many as us, they can split? If you run into them, you'll be at a complete disadvantage."

Lin Zhen sneered: "That's it? You? You have no ability.

"Yesterday? Who was a player from an enemy faction? Can't catch it?"

"I caught it, okay? Some people slept soundly yesterday."

"Yes? I caught it, and in the end, I was rescued." Yu Zhengqing didn't know about Geng Liang, and felt that he had caught Lin Zhen's painful foot. " This matter? If you let me do it, it's absolutely impossible? Let them save people!"

"I'm that? Because—" Lin Zhen paused, smiled, his dark red pupils reflected the snow, "You are so confident in your strength, then we Come play? My data is? Without you? This old man who has been lying on the ground for so long, but the data does not mean everything."

He said, with a longbow in his hand.

Yu Zhengqing froze for a moment and took a step back subconsciously.

Yu Feizhou sighed, helplessly smiled, grabbed Lin Zhen, and said, "This is not the time for infighting. If you are really unhappy, wait for the copy to come out. Ask him to fight. But fighting is not good after all. If you maim and injure someone, I will help you again. Apologize well."

Lin Zhen pouted: "Also."

Yu Zhengqing: "...???"

Zhong Bufan was stunned for a moment: "Ah, isn't it? Are we not? Is this the last copy? Can you still? After the copy is released? Will you make an appointment later? ... It's not my focus. We've taken a crooked way. What we have to decide now is whether to find the Guanyin bottled water first, or to catch Jiang Jingyun's ghost body."

Lin Qing? Just? When Lin Zhen took out the longbow, he subconsciously glanced here, but he didn't move, as if he already knew that Yu Feizhou would stop him.

Song Chengan? Sitting on the stone table from beginning to end, flipping the formation book from Mr. Bai? He was very good at this, and his skills were also in formation. He looked very seriously, and he didn't even raise his head. He often plays the role of coordinating the overall situation in the dungeons. Such discussions are impossible? Let others decide, but this time, Song Chengan didn't seem to take the distribution arrangement seriously at all.

Zhong Bufan felt that something was wrong: "Lao Song, Lao Lin, why don't you guys talk?"

At this time, Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang stepped into the pavilion.

"We can only do it in two ways," he said. "The Guanyin bottled water is in the Shen residence. I have a way to get in, but that way can only get in three or four people at most."

Zhong Bufan was taken aback for a moment: "The Guanyin bottled water is in the Shen residence? How do you know?"

Song Chengan finally looked up?: "Then the rest of the people just happened to find Jiang Jingyun's ghost body. I will also study this formation. If there is progress, I will contact you through the black ring?"

In the past few days, he is also familiar with Yan Wei's way of doing things. Since Yan Wei opened his mouth, then the matter has been decided. Yan Wei on the Guanyin Pure Bottled Water should have his own plans. He does what he is best at? Just do it.

He continued: "I do have some ideas about Jiang Jingyun's ghost body."

Yan Wei sat down in front of Song Chengan and said with a smile, "The Great Guanyin Temple?"

Zhong Bufan was originally good at deduction. Although he didn't know about Geng Liang and Yan Mingguang, he saw the reactions of Song Chengan, Lin Zhen and others, and subtly sensed the wind direction in their camp. ? Although Yan Wei didn't say anything, he said that the things were in the Shen's house, and the things were in the Shen's house.

He kicked the snow under his feet: "Yan Wei? How did you know?"

"You have a way."

Zhong Bufan glanced at the others, even Yu Zhengqing, who had been unable to get along with Xuanniao before, at this moment he was just hesitating to speak, and finally chose not to publish view.

These people, he always thought that Song Chengan was the leader, and the others cooperated according to their own skills. But at this moment, Song Chengan seems to be acting like Yan Wei's meaning. This player who seems to be the newest player among the super high-level players is actually the center of their camp.

Zhong Bufan has never seen Yan Wei make a move, and secondly thinks that Yan Wei is nothing more than that? Like him, he is quite prominent in deducing the game, and some don't understand why? Others' attitude towards Yan Wei is subtle became what it is now.

—even himself, he subconsciously felt that Yan Wei's decision would not be a problem.

After all, several times before, Yan Wei did not make any mistakes in the things he pointed out and the solutions he came up with.

Zhong Bufan knew that, but he was still a little dissatisfied. He also studied every recorded dungeon of V, constantly accumulated dungeon experience, combined with his own style of doing things, in order to be slightly better than other players in deduction and breaking the game. Yan Wei is also imitating V's style of breaking the game, but he seems to be more skillful than him, completely natural.

He is used to running rampant in the world in the building, and there are even super high-level players who specially invite him to join before entering the dungeon, just to rely on his resourcefulness. Zhong Bufan always felt that if someone could compare him, then that person must be the V who only existed in the legend.

But? Now, he is being compared by a new face.

New and unconvincing.

He said: "Okay, you have your own way, everyone has some trump cards, I don't ask. You? If you make sure that the Guanyin bottled water is in Shen's house, then me and you Let's act together. I know what Lao Song said about the Guanyin Temple. Although the Guanyin Temple enshrines the thirty-three Avalokitesvara images and a golden statue of Guanyin, the entire temple is filled with an ominous atmosphere. Breath, this feeling of covering the whole place is probably related to the formation, I am not good at this, it is really suitable for Lao Song to go."

This is? He intervened in Yan Wei's arrangement, but Yan Wei did not show any displeasure.

Song Chengan just looked at Yan Wei and waited for Yan Wei to nod her head.

Yan Wei just said: "I originally wanted Zhong Bufan to act with us. Since we can only act separately, we should balance the data of the two teams. On my side, at most four ?Personally, Yan Mingguang and I..."

He glanced, "Zhong Bufan and Lin Zhen."

Zhong Bufan felt that there was no problem with this assignment.

But think about it...

Yan Wei's perception is high, and she is powerful in breaking the game. She can basically coordinate the actions of these few people. Needless to say, Yan Mingguang and Lin Zhen, with all their strength, it was not difficult for them to take away a few people.

Yan Wei said to balance the strength of the two teams...

Then why does he feel that he has become a crowd! ?

Zhong Bufan: "…"

Yan Wei seemed to see the meaning of his expression, his eyebrows were curved, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said indifferently: "You are still useful. We want to enter the Shen residence, which is almost equivalent to Acting in a small enclosed place, there are many details and routes in the house that need to be paid attention to, your skills are unforgettable and just right.”

Zhong Bufan, who has always been the core of the team: "?"

I don't know why, there is a feeling of being reduced to a tool man.

Song Chengan said: "Then we will keep in touch at any time."

"Good."

Yan Wei got up and patted Lin Zhen on the shoulder behind him: "Go, let's go to Wanhualou."

The business of Wanhualou seems to be not very good these two days.

Funeral procession. There were many fewer pedestrians on the road. Yan Wei and the others walked along the way, and occasionally they saw the coffin that was shaking constantly. The people carrying the coffin looked nervous but did not dare to let go.

Crawling in the depths of winter, the entire Guanyin Town seems to be frozen into the cold.

Seeing that there are few people in front of Wanhualou, Yan Wei thought about it, or decided to sneak in. There are too few guests now, and it is too obvious for the four of them to go in together.

And they want to use Wanhualou to sneak into the Shen residence to find a bottle of water for watching movies, and they also need to know some of the current situation. When will Mr. Shen come to pick him up? How many people will you pick up? How did the average girls enter the Shen residence?

These must be figured out first.

Yan Wei thought of a name. How can a girl who is familiar with Wanhualou in the past go to the Shen residence, but is not too biased like those girls? People from Wanhualou.

Business is not good today, there are not many people in the front office, and most of the servant girls have nothing to do. After Yan Wei and the others climbed over the wall, they didn't need to bother to find someone at all, and found Ayu directly in a remote corner of the backyard of Wanhua Building.

Ayu was sitting on the steps under the eaves, her feet were slightly on the snow, her hands were stretched out, and the snow continued to fall without being afraid of the cold.

Yan Wei was far away and could not hear clearly.

Lin Zhen wanted to go forward and tie someone up and ask, but Yan Wei raised his hand to stop him and whispered, "No need."

He went straight out.

The snow was absorbing sound, Ayu was singing again, Yan Wei and others walked in front of her, she was stunned for a moment, then stood up in surprise: "...is? You? them?"

She was obviously talking about Yan Wei and Yan Mingguang.

She also glanced at Lin Zhen and Zhong Bufan behind her, with even more puzzled expressions: "Why are you here? Did you go the wrong way after coming in? I'll take you back to the front—"

"No," Yan Wei called to her, "We are here to find you."

Ayu opened his mouth: "Me?"

Yan Wei made an excuse, saying that my friend had a girl he liked a few days ago. The house was in ruins and couldn't find her. Only these few people heard that she was in Shen's house. They are ordinary people, and they will only be beaten back when they go to the Shen residence, so they want to ask Ayu for a favor and let them sneak in as a girl, so that they can find their friend's "sweet man".

Ayu, an ordinary servant, seems to be twisting and turning around. She only knew that Dao Yanwei and others wanted to use the name of Wanhualou to pretend to be a girl to sneak in, and worried: "If you don't mind...you can pretend to be a girl, and Fengxian will kill herself? After that, another girl ran away from the building yesterday. I don't know how she got there. Today I can't find her. The remaining girl found out that the other two girls had their own incidents, and she refused to live or die. I'm gone. Later, Shen Yuan will come to lift people up, and the manager is in trouble. I don't know how to explain it. "

"I can help you bribe some people, hide it, and you will be fooled. But what will you do after you go in? Shen Yuanwai...I heard Shen Yuanwai is not? What? Good man, if he finds out, wouldn't you?"

Zhong Bufan bowed and said: "We thank you in advance. As for how we get out of the body, we have our own way, girl don't worry."

Ayu's face was embarrassed.

Yan Wei instigated a few more words on the side, A Yu was still relieved, and let them wait here, she went to try.

She let go, the Wanhualou side is basically? No problem.

This may sound absurd, but? For the people of Wanhualou, nothing is more than a pie from the sky, helping them solve such a dilemma. As long as Yan Wei and the others disguised themselves as girls and followed Wanhualou's carriage into the Shen residence, they didn't have to find the three girls without telling them. Affection?. After all, it's a long way from Wanhualou to Shen's house. What does it have to do with Wanhualou?

Yan Wei knew this when he came, so he dared to ask Ayu to do this.

Of course, after about tens of minutes, Ayu came back and led them to an empty boudoir.

Hualou will not let you go."

How could Yan Wei care about such a trivial threat in the dungeon, let alone? Not to mention their battle, which has nothing to do with this small Wanhualou. He just said, "Don't worry, you won't be implicated."

A Yu relaxes a little: "Mr. Shen will come to pick up people in the evening. He bought three girls this time. You four, there is a person who can pretend to send the girls there. We usually arrange a handyman to send people to the Shen residence. When the time comes, you will take our token and say it is Wanhualou to send the girl, and those who guard the Shen residence will let them go."

She pointed to the things of the girls in the room and said, "There are clothes and rouge in this room, you..."

She said, a little embarrassed? Yan Wei's idea is really an unprecedented bizarre behavior in the eyes of people who grew up in her era.

"Let me help you dress up."

Zhong Bufan quickly raised his hand: "No, no! We'll do it ourselves!"

Ayu didn't force it, just told them the departure time and left the room.

Yan Mingguang didn't say anything from the beginning to the end - he had already promised Yan Wei, and he would not regret it. He was the first to turn around and come to the closet, turning over indifferently.

Lin Zhen was very playful at first, for fear of being that boring handyman, he quickly turned over the things that the girl in the room used, and thought the clothes were not good enough, so he wanted to find something else of. Yan Wei let him go, and told him to go to the unoccupied room to find clothes, let him come back on time, and let Lin Zhen play by himself.

Zhong Bufan? Wants to compete with Yan Wei for the identity of the disguised servant.

"You? You don't look like a rough worker at all," Zhong Bufan had to tell the truth, "You? You are so good-looking, you're pretty much dressed in a young master's clothes, just wearing burlap. ?There is a problem with the capitalization!"

Yan Wei blocked all of Zhong Bufan's reasons with one sentence: "You are a familiar face, as long as the gatekeeper is an experienced super high-level player? exposed."

Zhong Bufan: "…"

Among the four of them, only Yan Wei was the most unfamiliar to these super high-level players.

Even if he has opened the casino view, there are only three or four copies, and they are all copies below the fifty floor. Compared to how many times he's been to the dungeons, the images have been watched over and over again, and he can be said to be a stranger. Although Lin Zhen and Yan Mingguang looked relatively unfamiliar, Yan Mingguang took Lin Zhen and Yu Feizhou all the way to the super high-rise some time ago, or did they attract the attention of many high-level players?

There are so many people in the super high-rise buildings, everyone?

Only Yan Wei can walk into the Shen residence. The familiar face of Zhong Bufan is definitely not good.

Zhong Bufan accepted his fate, picked a skirt, bowed his head? Depressed?

Yan Mingguang just chose the clothes.

Yan Wei glanced at the clothes he was holding, and said with a smile: "So plain, I'm afraid that it is not? I think you are going to go to the funeral for him."

Yan Mingguang said: "Also."

This person doesn't have the burden of Zhong Bufan. After choosing the clothes, he starts to take off his coat and prepare to change. He is tall, and even the largest dress is still a bit stretched on him. Fortunately, the clothes of this era are all long hem, and the seat of the skirt and belt can be adjusted a little, and it can barely be worn.

Although Yan Mingguang is tall, he can't see much weight in his clothes. ? At this moment, suddenly putting on a plain dress, it will not be abrupt. Yan Mingguang is very serious in his work. Even if Zhong Bufan is cursing over there, he chooses the clothes very well. The color of the dress is plain and the fabric is loose, which just hides his tall stature.

In addition, Yan Mingguang's facial features are extremely cold, and his temperament is like snow and fog. The women's dress didn't bring too much incongruity, but made him look lighter and colder.

When Yan Mingguang simply finished his hair and hair, at first glance, Yan Wei felt that the appearance was heroic and cold, and did not trick the other party's sense of accomplishment.

He sighed?: "The girl is too pretty, be careful that member Shen really likes it."

Yan Mingguang smiled faintly.

Yan Wei is not satisfied. He originally wanted to take advantage of the topic and make a good laugh at Yan Mingguang, but in the end, this person didn't feel embarrassed at all after dressing up, but looking at him so easily made him blush.

He picked up the Shidai and the fine knife pen on the dressing table on the side, and said, "Is it?

As he spoke, he leaned forward, tiptoed slightly, and pretended to do something on Yan Mingguang's face. But as soon as he got close, the man in front of him raised his hand and dragged him to him, holding his restless hand tightly.

Yan Mingguang finally sighed?: "Stop making trouble."

Yan Wei looked up at him.

"I don't know if Mr. Shen will like me," Yan Wei said in a low voice, "I did?"

Yan Mingguang gently kissed his forehead.

Yan Wei had never liked anyone before entering the building, but she knew what an ordinary couple looked like. Probably not as bad as it is now.

Yan Wei put down Shi Dai in his hand and muttered to himself: "You? How will we get along after we go out? The world outside the building is different from here, there is no life and death, no blood, A lot of things that are trivial here? It's a big thing out there?"

Yan Mingguang's eyes flashed a daze.

Yan Wei deliberately quoted this sentence: "It seems that we have basically never talked about the world outside the building. How did your parents get along with you before you entered the building?"

Yan Mingguang lowered his eyes, his lips were tightly closed, and he was speechless for a while.

Yan Wei looked as usual, and didn't ask any more questions, just chuckled: "I almost forgot the sense of order in the world outside the building."

He heard Zhong Bufan's voice coming out from behind the screen, got out of Yan Mingguang's arms, turned his head and glanced at Zhong Bufan.

Yan Wei: “…”

He took back the thought that Zhong Bufan was not as serious as Yan Mingguang.

Zhong Bufan chose the bright-colored dress most often worn by women in Hualou. The bun was also combed up in a complicated way, and she also wore a satin flower on her head. He wore a dress that was much weirder than Yan Mingguang's, but he couldn't hold back that he was well prepared, and he put on some makeup on his face, giving him a gaudy feeling.

Yan Wei looked down slightly and saw the protrusion on Zhong Bufan's chest.

“…You? A little dedicated.”

Zhong Bufan looked at Yan Mingguang with a blue face: "Why are some people so flat, yet still? Prettier than me?"

Yan Wei: "." He had forgotten who was the one who resisted the most.

Zhong Bufan adjusted his sleeves, dragged his gorgeous skirt, and looked around and said, "Where's that kid Lin Zhen? He hasn't come back yet? After changing clothes for so long, wouldn't it be? To? Which boudoir where a girl lives..."

He said, he planned to go out to look for Lin Zhen, walked a few steps to the door and opened the door.

Zhong Bufan was also sneak attacked by the female ghost, and for a while, the chill came into his heart, and he took a step back, already taking out the legendary item in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Lin Zhen said, "Want to fight with me? Are you dressed as a woman to fight?

Zhong Bufan: "…"

Yan Mingguang: “…”

Yan Wei: “…”

Yan Wei glanced at the big red dress on Lin Zhen's body and asked him, "Which room did you get the clothes from?"

"No? You? Let me go to an unoccupied room? I don't dare to go to someone who lives there, I'm not a pervert. I went to a room that seemed to be unoccupied for a long time. In the room, there are still a lot of wooden signs without carvings on the table..."

Lin Zhen swayed, jumped off the beam, and patted the dust in his hands, "The clothes in the room are so similar to Yan Mingguang's, or is it? This, I I really wanted to try this big red one, so I changed it, it's quite elegant. What's wrong?"

Yan Wei said quietly, "That's Jiang Jingyun's room."

The room fell silent for a moment.

Yan Mingguang: “…”

Zhong Bufan: "."

Lin Zhen: "."