Chapter 164 Listen to the corner"Zhuge Qing?" Jiang Lan hadn't noticed it during the meeting just now, but looking at Zhuge Qing's appearance, it was obvious that he didn't just pass by by chance, but had been lying in the corner listening for a while. Although Wang Zhenqiu had used soundproofing methods just now, Zhuge Qing was also a sorcerer after all, and a sorcerer from the Wuhou Qimen Sect. No one knew whether he had any other means to hear the conversation of the temporary workers just now. Zhuge Qing is now a member of Biyou Village. If he really heard it, no one knew whether Zhuge Qing would tell Ma Xianhong what he had just heard in advance. Even if he told Ma Xianhong, the worst outcome would be a direct war. But in Jiang Lan's mind, it is better to avoid troubles that can be avoided. Jiang Lan didn't care about anything else, but Wang Ye was determined to get Zhuge Qing out of Biyou Village. If Zhuge Qing still chose to stand with Ma Xianhong at this time, who knows what would happen in the future. "Jiang Lan..." Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled, "How is Biyou Village? Are you used to it?" "Very good." Jiang Lan also smiled and pointed to the stream and said, "Let's go and have a chat?"
Zhuge Qing was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly agreed: "Okay." "Let's go." Jiang Lan said, and began to lead the way. He and Zhuge Qing walked one after the other, and soon they arrived at the stream. Zhuge Qing sat on a big rock, "What are you talking about?" "Did you hear what we said just now?" "Talking? With whom?" Jiang Lan twitched the corner of his mouth. "Ugh……" "boom!" Hearing Jiang Lan bounce up, Zhuge Qing subconsciously looked up in Jiang Lan's direction, but before he could see clearly, he felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer. Then his mind went dizzy, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out. Looking at Zhuge Qing who was already lying on the ground, Jiang Lan clapped his hands. tsk... With just these two tricks, he's still trying to eavesdrop. In other words, Jiang Lan can tell whether other people are lying or not, otherwise, he might have been fooled by Zhuge Qing. After all, it is Wu Hou Qimen, so it does have some tricks. Jiang Lan took out his cell phone, operated it for a while, and then called Wang Ye. The phone rang twice and then was answered by the other end. "Hello? Lao Jiang?" "It's me, come and get someone."
"Lead someone?" Wang was a little confused. "Who?" "Zhuge Qing, I found you eavesdropping here." "Fuck." There was a rustling sound from Wang Ye's end. "Where is the person now? What is he listening to?" "Come over to the creek and we'll talk." …… Three minutes later, Wang Ye stood not far in front of Jiang Lan, holding his knees with both hands, panting: "What did he hear? It's so serious." "We are going to attack Biyou Village tonight. They were discussing tactics just now and Zhuge Qing heard it." "Tsk tsk..." Wang Ye sat down on the big rock next to him and smacked his lips, "Really? You listen to all the gossip..." Then, Wang also raised his head and asked, "Today? Tonight?" "Ah." "Do you need my help?" Jiang Lan thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "The people in the company can handle it, so don't get involved." Although Wang Ye is very strong in combat, those temporary workers are not weak either. They are fully capable of handling a situation like the one in Biyou Village. It would be a bit unnecessary for Wang Ye to go up and help. Jiang Lan continued: "In fact, if I were you, I would take Zhuge Qing away now and leave this place." “Hey…” Wang Ye waved his hand, “Didn’t I tell you that I have to see this place gone with my own eyes, otherwise I won’t feel at ease.” The impact of Ma Xianhong's story is too great. If Wang hadn't seen the destruction of Biyou Village with his own eyes, he would never have been able to let it go. Seeing that Wang Ye had made up his mind, Jiang Lan did not intend to continue to dissuade him, but said calmly: "Okay, whatever you want, you take that person away?" Upon hearing this, Wang Ye looked down at Zhuge Qing who was lying on the ground. "Well, I'll take him to my room." "Go ahead." Jiang Lan said calmly, "If everything goes well, the results will probably be out tonight." "I hope..." Wang Ye sighed softly, but then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he raised his head and said to Jiang Lan: "its not right." "What's wrong?" Jiang Lan wondered. "I remember that you said before that you had seen the person behind Ma Xianhong. Then when the temporary workers attack Biyou Village at night, won't the person behind him take action? "If what you said before is true, the person behind Ma Xianhong should be very powerful. If a conflict really occurs..." Hearing what Wang Ye said, Jiang Lan frowned slightly. In fact, he had thought about this before.
If the temporary workers take action against Ma Xianhong and Biyou Village, Qu Tong might intervene directly. Although it is not clear what Qu Tong's trump card is, Jiang Lan feels that Qu Tong is definitely confident. Moreover, Qu Tong asked Ma Xianhong to establish the Biyou Village and create this self-cultivation furnace. His purpose might not be as simple as just turning ordinary people into extraordinary people. There is a high probability that there is some deeper purpose hidden behind this self-cultivation furnace. And this purpose, if not unexpected, is probably related to what Qu Tong mentioned before about becoming an immortal. Thinking of this, Jiang Lan's face darkened, and he said to Wang Ye: "Let's do this for now, you take him away, I have something to do." Having said that, without waiting for Wang Ye's response, Jiang Lan turned around and walked quickly towards the house where the self-cultivation furnace was. Wang behind Jiang Lan also raised his hand, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. On the other side, Jiang Lan arrived at the door of the room where he met Ma Xianhong last time in less than a minute. Just like last time, the door was still wide open, but this time, there were no blueprints inside the room. Ma Xianhong was squatting next to the self-cultivation furnace, hammering and banging non-stop, as if he was debugging a machine. Jiang Lan stepped into the house. "Village Chief Ma." Hearing Jiang Lan's voice, Ma Xianhong raised his head. A smile appeared on his face, "Jiang Lan?" Jiang Lan walked up to Ma Xianhong and watched him tinkering with the self-cultivation furnace. The self-cultivation furnace at this time has almost been reborn compared to a few days ago. Originally, the outer shell of the self-cultivation furnace was made entirely of simple iron sheets, giving it a cyberpunk look. But now, the whole body is painted with gold paint, which makes it look antique and full of artistic conception. "Village Chief Ma, is your furnace almost finished?" "Almost there." Ma Xianhong was still concentrating on tinkering with the self-cultivation furnace in front of him, "But it's almost there, only the final adjustment is left." (End of this chapter)