"Boss An, no matter what, you have to save them."

At this time, Xiaoqi begged: "You must be very clear about the situation in that small dark room. If you let it go, my brother and the others will probably...can't hold on for a few days."

"I know……"

An Zhisuo's eyebrows were a little irritated and rubbed his thick and short hair. He subconsciously glanced at Qi Xiang, feeling a little embarrassed.

"There is a priority for the matter, you can go and save people first."

Qi Xiang smiled slightly and said actively: "As for my business, there is no need to rush for a moment."

"well."

An Zhi smiled gratefully, then moved his heart and said, "Brother Qi, didn't you say you want to go to Yuncheng? Otherwise, take this opportunity to go together?"

"...it's OK." Qi Xiang did not object.

"Walk!"

An Zhifeng was so prosperous that he never stopped for a moment. He had only been home for more than ten minutes and left again.

In the car, An Zhi asked: "Xiao Qi, your brother and others, why are they detained and detained in the small black room?"

"Don't know..."

Xiao Qi looked confused: "The day before yesterday, they went to Yunchengfang City to do business normally, and then they didn't come back a day yesterday."

"I felt something was wrong. I wanted to call them, but found that I couldn't get in touch. At that time, I realized that something must have happened, so I went to Yuncheng to find them."

"When I arrived in Yuncheng, I walked around and asked about acquaintances, and then I found out that they were being detained."

Xiaoqi said anxiously: "Boss An, this matter is strange. You should know that my brother and others are not the kind of people who like to cause trouble. If you don't cause trouble, don't cause trouble, and don't violate the rules of Yuncheng, how could you be locked in a small black room?"

At the right time, Qi Xiang understood what a small black room existed. It was probably similar to the confinement in the army, or it could be said to be a prison. In a town, a private prison was actually a kingdom of independence.

"No one knows the reason, or is he unwilling to say it?"

An Zhi frowned and felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Don't know."

Xiaoqi shook his head again. He was usually only responsible for logistics work, an honest person, lacking experience in intrigue and observing his face. It is difficult to define the difference between truth and lies.

An Zhi also understood Xiaoqi's temperament and knew that this was a bit difficult. He stopped asking more questions now, but focused on driving.

It has to be said that compared with the south connected to towns and villages, the northwest region has a somewhat wide-sparkled land. Although there are many vehicles on both sides of the long road, it is rare to see the villages.

Of course, maybe An Zhi drove specifically to remote places. That's unknown.

After all, Qi Xiang is a first-time visitor and is not familiar with the place, so she doesn’t know the geographical environment here. Along the way, she naturally reads more and listens more and talks less.

An Zhixin was driving anxiously, and the speed of the car was getting faster and faster. What was really like was the speed of lightning, and the yellow dust and leaves were rolled up at the rear of the car.

I drove all the way, and finally arrived at my destination, Yuncheng, more than an hour later.

It should be noted that Yuncheng is just a synonym, not a meaning. This is really a city.

In fact, this is a town, a very prosperous town.

At this time, the speed of the car slowed down, and Qi Xiang could see clearly the surrounding environment. She saw that there was a very flat and wide valley beneath several continuous hills.

There are plains between the valleys and two herringbone rivers passing by.

On the edge of the river are continuous and dense buildings, including tall buildings and low bungalows. Large and small buildings form bustling streets.

The car is just above a mountain, and it is condescending, and the situation of the entire town can be seen.

Qi Xiang glanced at him and noticed that on the edge of the town, on a towering mountain peak in the distance, a building similar to a city tower blockhouse stood, which was very majestic and difficult to ignore.

Qi Xiang pointed and asked, "Where is there?"

"Yun Family!"

An Zhi replied, his tone was a bit complicated.

"oh."

Qi Xiang naturally would not be surprised by what was expected. He took a look again, and even though it was far away, he could feel the majestic momentum of the city tower and the fortress.

It is estimated that the entire castle's buildings are rolling and connected into one area, accounting for at least one-third of the total area of ​​the town, which can also be called... arrogance and extravagance!

After all, the castle is comparable to the ancient imperial palace and the Forbidden City. A family living in such a large place must be extravagant and very wasteful, and should be condemned.

While Qi Xiang was slandering, An Zhi drove the car down the valley and slowly entered the town.

As soon as we reached the edge of the town, a stream of lively and noisy sounds came. The crowds were crowded with traffic, and the pedestrians and vehicles were flowing endlessly. It was similar to the pedestrian streets in the city, and it was very prosperous.

In addition, Qi Xiang also noticed that the roads in the town are well connected, so traffic flows in different directions. Moreover, those traffic does not pass by by road, but enters the town and stops leaving...

In other words, the traffic and people are trapped in the town, so it is no wonder that it is so lively.

"This place is also a gold-selling cave."

Qi Xiang looked around and saw a shop next to the street, offering food, drink and entertainment.

Tobacco, wine and tea shops, restaurants, leisure clubs, signs and hanging high. Even during the day, bright neon lights flash to attract people's attention and attract business.

The service industry is booming and the city is naturally lively.

Qi Xiang was thinking, but the car stopped in the corner with a click.

“Fellow Daoist…”

Qi Xiang was stunned and looked to the side: "Have you arrived?"

"Brother Qi, I feel that this is not very good."

At this time, An Zhi shook his head gently, with a serious expression: "I vaguely feel that this matter seems to be coming to me and cannot involve you. So, you can go down first, have a cup of tea in the tea shop, and wait for us to come and meet up."

"Um?"

Qi Xiang thought about it and agreed happily: "Okay!"

"Since that's the case, I'll be here and wait for you." Qi Xiang got out of the car easily and whispered: "If you need it, make a call and I'll pick you up..."

An Zhi focused on the key points and drove away, disappearing at the end in a blink of an eye.

"Hopefully there is no trouble."

Qi Xiang watched An Zhi leave, then turned around and walked towards a tea shop next to him.

The tea shop is not big, just about ten square meters. It is a place to cook tea inside. Outside the store, there are a few small and exquisite tables and chairs, which are deserted and have no business.

Qi Xiang approached and was surprised to find that the store owner didn't know where he had gone, and no one was seen.

"It's no wonder that the door is deserted when doing business."

Qi Xiang muttered, but there was no choice but to sit down and wait patiently. He felt that the owner should have something to leave temporarily and would come back at most two or three minutes.

Who knew that after waiting, he waited for more than ten minutes, but no one appeared.

"I'm really relieved, and I'm not afraid of thieves moving the things in the store."

Qi Xiang couldn't help but complain, hesitating whether to change places and buy something to grind his teeth to pass the boring time.

At this moment, a gray shadow shook, making him look alert.

“Huh?”

Qi Xiang glanced at him and saw clearly, then he was stunned. At this time, a man walked up opposite the street, a man wearing a long robe and big sleeves with a guise in his hand.

A guitar, also known as a curtain, is a sign that indicates the items or services sold in a store. To put it bluntly, it is a signboard, equivalent to an ancient hotel, where curtains are laid at the end of the rod and hung in front of the door to attract customers.

Compared with modern signs, the cover is undoubtedly a very backward thing.

Generally speaking, it only appears in film and television dramas. But now, the man is holding a guise openly in his hand, which is quite incongruous.

After being stunned, Qi Xiang saw words on the cover, very ostentatious big words, and his tone was quite strong.

"The divine calculation of the secrets!"

The four-character characters with dragons and phoenixes dancing ink are ink color, which has a bit of clumsy and ancient meaning. Next to the four-character characters, there are some Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish patterns, Bagua patterns, and clouds, which seem a bit mysterious.

By the way, under the cover, there are some small-character introductions.

Ziwei Yi Technique, Iron Mouth Cut, Qimen Dunjia, Nine Palace Flying Stars...

At first glance, Qi Xiang smiled and knew the person’s profession, he was a... charlatan.

Commonly known as charlatan, honorific title, fortune teller, Onmyoji.

The problem is that this fortune teller is very young.

Under normal circumstances, those who dare to set up a stall to tell fortunes are definitely not young. They are usually middle-aged people, or old men in their seventies and eighties. Like an old Chinese doctor, the older they are, the more convincing they are.

This is also the thinking of traditional industries.

After all, traditional industries are easy to learn but difficult to master. It is easy to get started, but if you don’t learn for decades, your level will definitely not be very high.

Speaking of which, this is also a fixed impression.

Unless there are peerless geniuses who repeatedly create miracles, they can break this inherent impression.

Otherwise, when you see a young man setting up a fortune teller, the first reaction of ordinary people will be to doubt and look at him with distrust.

It just so happens that the fortune teller who is walking from the street is probably not very old.

Not only is it not big, it can even be said to be very young.

Qi Xiang estimated that the man should be less than twenty years old. Really, he should be less than twenty years old, with a youthful and childish look on his face, and even whether he has become an adult is a questionable thing.

A young man, or a teenager, is wearing a wide robe that doesn't fit very well, and is holding a guise of writing about the secrets of heaven and magic. Such a dress is full of funny images everywhere, which makes people laugh.

So, Qi Xiang smiled, her mouth slightly pulled, and her smile was strong.
Chapter completed!