Dingmiao glanced at Ling Luoyu, followed her gaze to the street, and slowly raised his finger thoughtfully.

"Well... I have a little question that I would like to ask..."

He stood up and walked to the window, pointing to the other guards on the street.

"Did most of the guards here grow up in the shrine?"

Angkor didn't know what he meant, so he could only nod his head: "Yes... because the guards in the inner city and the outer city need to be rotated frequently, so the guards recruited must be locals who grew up here.

…”

"So," Feng Chenglin protracted his voice and chuckled: "Where is your advantage...?"

"..."

"As you said, all the guards here are locals. As long as we want, as long as we need it, we can grab anyone to be a guide... Brother, to be honest, I really can't figure it out.

What advantages do you have?"

Angkor wanted to slap himself twice for a moment...Why are you so mean-mouthed!

"A few of them... they are... can be your guides like me, but this guide is different from the guide... Some people are willing, like me, I am willing to be your guide,

If you catch an unwilling one and he has bad intentions and leads you into a trap, the result... won't be very friendly!"

Thinking of something, Angkor straightened his back and looked very serious.

"Also, I'm not being alarmist, I'm really giving advice...sometimes, what you see with your eyes may not be true!!"

"Fool...keep fooling!!"

Feng Chenglin looked at him slightly mockingly, squinting and sneering.

"Are you going to tell us that what we see is all an illusion...that there are traps everywhere in this palace?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed with a murderous look, and he suddenly looked at Brother Ang, calmly.

Angkor's face suddenly turned purple and he waved his hands eagerly: "I'm not... I didn't fool you, what I said is true... What you see now is indeed harmony. In fact, in this city

There are traps everywhere inside and outside the city. If you are not careful, it will really kill you..."

He bit his lip and his eyes flashed.

"If you don't believe it, just...just try it somewhere and see if what I say is true or just alarmist..."

"..."

Feng Chenglin quietly looked at the old man with the knife and asked with his eyes.

Among them, this guy is the one who knows the shrine best.

The old man with the knife nodded quietly, acquiescing to Angkor's statement.

Even Dingmiao was thoughtful: "I have indeed heard about this... It is said that the Miao family participated in the construction of the inner and outer cities of the shrine..."

"Yes, yes," Angkor finally found a supporter and smiled gratefully: "Back then, it was the Miao family who designed the shrine... In fact, at the beginning, the inner city and the outer city were

, are all part of the shrine, so during construction, many life and death traps were set up!"

"If you say that, you will be even more useless..." Feng Chenglin slapped Angkor on the shoulder and pointed to the Ding Temple with his thumb in a sullen voice: "Do you know who he is?"
Chapter completed!