Chapter 130

The boy really knows. It's easy to do!

Hearing what he said, Yang Feng turned up his mouth and smiled.

In fact, just seeing the strength of his escort, Yang Feng knew that he was not ordinary. The absolute upper class figures must be able to contact the Murong family, so he excited him with words.

Sure enough, he immediately revealed that he knew the Murong Mountain Residence.

So without saying anything, Yang Feng took a step forward, put on his shoulder and said faintly, "brother, since you know where Murong mountain is, talk back honestly, otherwise don't blame me for being rough!"

"Rough? What a big tone. There are still people in the whole imperial capital who dare to rough with my ninth master?"

The brow couldn't help picking. Huang Laojiu couldn't help sneering. He raised his finger and pressed Yang Feng's palm on his shoulder and said, "put it down for me, do you hear me? Otherwise I'll waste you!"

Pop!

As soon as the voice fell, a guard also immediately raised his hand, grabbed Yang Feng's shoulder and shook it hard. The momentum was strong and heavy, but Yang Feng didn't feel anything. The corners of his mouth turned up and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, it seems that you can't talk well!"

Touch, touch!

……

A minute later, Huang Jiuye's guards fell to the ground one by one, spitting blood and dying.

The only one of the war King experts, like an animal specimen, was embedded in the wall, convulsed and kept spitting white foam.

Huang Laojiu flopped and fell to his knees. His nose was blue and his face was swollen. The corners of his mouth were still pumping cold wind. He was almost crying: "brother, I was wrong. You are a lot of adults. Spare me. I'm still a child, sobbing!"

"Well, it's more like human words!"

Yang Feng sat in his seat, crossed his legs, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, glanced sideways at him and said, "you are cheap. You don't give any color. You really don't say a word. How good it is now. I've finally been corrected by me. It's much more pleasant to speak, hehe!"

Poof!

Yin Tianxue listened and couldn't help laughing.

Huang Laojiu shriveled his mouth and tears in his eyes. He wrongly drew a circle on the ground, and his heart was Fei.

Damn it, I really kicked the iron plate this time. What kind of monster is this man? The strongest war King expert around me was thrown into the wall without a round. It's too abnormal.

Completely ignoring what he was thinking, Yang Feng just coughed, cleared his throat and said faintly, "come on, now you can tell us where the residence of Murong mountain is, sir?"

"Er, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Waving his hand in a hurry, Huang Laojiu suddenly lost his previous prestige and turned into a look of humility. Can smiled: "You want to go to Lord Murong's residence, don't you? I'll show you. Go straight from Cuiyun Pavilion. Take the first intersection, turn left; the second intersection, turn right; the third intersection, turn left; the fourth intersection, turn left... Wait until the 70th intersection, and then turn right, facing a big red gate. That's it, hehe!"

Uh!

Yang Feng and Yin Tianxue listened to his instructions and couldn't help being more confused. The black question marks at both ends.

Huang Laojiu blinked his innocent big eyes. Seeing that they didn't respond for a moment, he couldn't help but say with great enthusiasm: "if you didn't understand just now, I'll repeat it to you again, just go out from here..."

"Don't, don't, don't repeat, I have a headache!"

He quickly waved and stopped him. Yang Feng sighed helplessly: "don't talk with your mouth. Draw it for us, will you? Let's find it according to the picture!"

"Yes!"

With a warm nod on his face, Huang Laojiu said proudly: "you don't know my painting skills, but my father asked the top ten Danqing masters in the country to teach them. It's really vivid painting characters and lifelike painting landscapes..."

"All right, all right, don't blow it. We just let you draw a map. We don't require so much detail!"

Turning his eyes, Yang Feng immediately stopped his eloquence, and then found rice paper and pen and ink nearby in the room for him.

Huang Laojiu was not polite either. He picked up his pen and waved it again and again. He was full of pride. Half an hour later, the masterpiece was completed.

Yang Feng looked at the seven turn and eight turn and tangled circuit diagram in front of him, and his face was green with anger: "what kind of painting can't even compare with three-year-old children. What kind of painting is it? Dare you say that the teacher your father invited you is the top ten Danqing master in China? Your father's money was cheated. What did you learn?"

"Er, this..."

He scratched his head awkwardly. Huang Laojiu cancan smiled and said, "my father asked me a master. They only taught me to draw landscape figures, but they didn't teach me to draw maps."

"I'll go. It's so difficult to draw landscape characters. A few lines like a map can be drawn into a mass of hemp. Do I really want to kick you to death..."

Angry, Yang Feng immediately raised his feet and wanted to kick the useless second ancestor twice.

Just now he pretended to be a bully. Now he needs him. He can't do anything. Are you so kind?

Huang Laojiu was so scared that he shrunk his head and curled up. Fortunately, Yin Tianxue stopped Yang Feng and advised him, "brother Feng, don't blame him. He should also try his best. Let's go and find it according to his picture."

"According to his picture? How to find it?"

Rolling over his eyes, Yang Feng couldn't help laughing: "In the whole map, the road lines are scattered and unclear. There are no landmark buildings along the way. In particular, half of the place where the fork is drawn, that is, our destination, has been drawn. For such an imprecise map, what if you find it wrong? Don't forget, we're going to kill people. If we find the wrong place, don't we kill the wrong people?"

"What, are you looking for Murong mountain residence to kill? Who?"

Suddenly, when Huang Laojiu heard what he said, he suddenly shook his body, looked up and asked. There was no timidity in his eyes, but he was very serious.

Yang Feng took a deep look at him. After thinking a little, he said bluntly, "who else can you kill when looking for the residence of Murong mountain? Of course, the old man of Murong mountain!"

"That's true. You didn't lie to me?"

"Of course!"

With a nod, Yin Tianxue clenched his fists tightly and said angrily, "Murong mountain sent someone to kill my father. We're going to avenge my father."

"Oh, why didn't you say it earlier. If I had known so, I wouldn't give you this map!"

With a hard slap on his thigh, Huang Laojiu suddenly stood up, then took out a piece of snow-white rice paper again and began to splash ink.

In a short time, a stunning panorama of the imperial capital appeared on the rice paper.

Looking at every corner above, it's just like the 3D stereogram taken by the plane.

Yang Feng stared at the picture and couldn't help but be stunned: "I'll go. I'm good at painting. Why don't you go to the Palace Museum to repair traditional Chinese paintings? It's just like a picture."

"I already said that my painting teacher is one of the top ten painters in the country. It's just a map. It's a piece of cake, hey hey!"

He raised his eyebrows proudly, and Huang Laojiu said proudly on his face.

Yang Feng took a deep breath, nodded clearly, then took out the messy graffiti and said coldly, "since you have such strong painting skills, what's the matter with this picture?"