Bai Yanliang took out the note, glanced quickly, and pinched the note into a ball and put it in his pocket.

"What's wrong?"

Xu Zhifei asked, looking at Bai Yanliang's calm face.

"Nothing, my landlord is back."

Bai Yanliang touched Allan Poe's head, looked at Xu Zhifei, and said, "I've troubled you these days."

Xu Zhifei looked at him quietly and didn't say anything for a long time.

But Bai Yanliang did not look at her, but hugged the little black cat and looked at Jiang again.

Xu Zhifei stood behind him and stared at his back.

She waited for a long time, but finally couldn't wait until Bai Yanliang spoke again.

Xu Zhifei is gone.

When she left, the gloomy aura emitting all over her body seemed to be heavier.

Bai Yanliang touched the little black cat's head in a mess, and seemed not to notice Xu Zhifei's departure.

In fact, after seeing Xun Weimo's note, Bai Yanliang already understood that some things... he could only do them himself.

The note was not big, and there were not many words that could be written, only five.

Dark Abyss, Bai Yanren.

...

Nine o'clock in the evening.

Yecheng Police Station and Jiangbei Branch are still brightly lit.

Yang Wanlong stood in front of the window, looking at the neon lights outside the window, and the occasional flash of car lights sprinkled onto the window, making his face clear and dark.

Recently, it has finally been stable for a while. The colleagues from the police station have left work one after another, but the ceiling fans in the office outside are still rotating, making the quiet, huge and empty office a little noisy.

"Goodbye, Team Yang!"

"Captain Yang, I'm leaving..."

"See you tomorrow..."

When the police officers who left the police station saw Yang Wanlong standing by the window, they all greeted him lively.

Yang Wanlong smiled rare, which made the police officers quite flattered.

Although many bizarre murders have occurred recently, in a city, if even the police lose their hope and vitality, it will really die.

Yang Wanlong didn't want Yecheng to die.

Not long after, except for the police officers on duty, there was no one else in the entire branch.

Until…time passes nine o'clock.

"Dinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglinglingling"

The phone rang.

Yang Wanlong took a sip of cigarette slowly and picked up the receiver: "Hey."

"Mr. Yang." On the other end of the phone was a low and dumb man's voice.

Yang Wanlong immediately felt something was wrong. He was very familiar with this sound.

"Who are you?" Yang Wanlong pressed the recording button as he said.

"This doesn't matter, what's important is... Yang Yiyi."

A blue vein suddenly burst out from Yang Wanlong's neck and he growled: "If you dare to touch a finger of my daughter, I promise that you will definitely tear all of you into pieces!"

"Hehe...everyone will say harsh words, Officer Yang." The man's voice was indifferent, "It's been ten years, you are still so naive. Do you think you hid Yang Yiyi very safely?"

Yang Wanlong took a deep breath. No one could see how hideous his face was at this moment. "What do you think, what do you want?"

"Very good," the other party seemed very satisfied. "If you guessed right, you still have two keys left there, right?"

Yang Wanlong was silent, his face looked extremely ugly, and he whispered: "Yes."

"Now, send it to No. 18 Middle School immediately. Remember, you are alone. If you haven't arrived before twelve o'clock, I will personally send my daughter to you."

"Dudu..."

The other party hung up the phone.

Yang Wanlong had already guessed who the other party was, but he did not expect that ten years would turn a person into a completely unfamiliar appearance.

However, there will be a difference today, and he has long been mentally prepared.

Because ten years ago, they chose a completely different path...

...

On the other end of the phone, a young man vomited a smoke ring on his face. On his fair and handsome face, there was a narrow scar from between his eyebrows and ears.

This is not like a scar, but more like a wound torn by the minions of some wild beast, showing an extremely strange feeling.

"call out"

"call out"

"Swish swish swish swish"

He hugged his head with his head, whistled, and slowly walked into a long-destroying, gloomy teaching building.

The light shone on his body, but there was no shadow of him on the ground.

...

Riverside.

Bai Yanliang stood here until dark and never left.

The little black cat was already asleep in his arms.

At this time, its ears suddenly moved, opened its eyes, looked up at Bai Yanliang, and shouted: "Meow"

Bai Yanliang touched its head, turned around and looked at the person coming.

"Fortunately you understand." Xun Weimo said with a smile.

"Tell me." Bai Yanliang threw the piece of paper that was crumpled over, "Let me wait for you by the river until night, what's the important thing?"

Xun Weimo took the paper ball, walked to the bench beside him, patted the seat beside him, and "sit down and chat."

Bai Yanliang walked over with Allan Poe in his arms and asked, "Are you targeted?"

Xun Weimo sat casually, looking very concerned, just smiled, "They can't do anything to me yet."

When Bai Yanliang heard this, he sat next to Xun Weimo and looked at the sky.

“I have always had a question.”

"What is it?" Xun Weimo seemed to be very curious about Bai Yanliang's confusion.

"How many 'space' are there in this world?"

Xun Weimo's smile gradually calmed down. Like Bai Yanliang, he also looked up at the dark night sky.

The bright lights illuminate Yecheng at night without seeing anything except the moon.

"Nine."

Xun Weimo said a word lightly.

"Nine?"

Bai Yanliang did not expect that Xun Weimo really gave an answer.

"Nine, the number is the ultimate, the sky is the ultimate, and the earth is the ultimate, the nine springs. In ancient legends, the underworld that accommodates ghosts is divided into nine springs and nine prisons."

"Nine Springs...Nine Prisons..."

Bai Yanliang's eyes were slightly condensed. Xun Weimo had no reason to suddenly talk about ancient legends. When he mentioned the Nine Springs and Nine Prisons, he must have meant something.

"Well, Jiuquan is the Nine Prison. One is the prison for Fengquan's orders; the second is the prison for killing Fengquan; the third is the prison for chasing ghosts in the Huangquan; the fourth is the prison for poisoning in the cold spring; the fifth is the prison for cold night in the Yinquan; the sixth is the prison for evil night in the Yuquan; the seventh is the prison for long night in the Xiaquan; the eight is the prison for slaughtering in the bitter spring; the nine is the prison for slaughtering in the Yanquan." Xun Weimo suddenly looked at Bai Yanliang quietly, "There are eight prisons, which have been completely destroyed."

Eight prisons...

Bai Yanliang was not stupid. He immediately understood what Xun Weimo was referring to, "Which prison is the fog game where I am currently in?"

Xun Weimo's expression was solemn. Although he had not spoken yet, the atmosphere around him seemed to suddenly become strange.

He looked at Bai Yanliang seriously and said, "The First Prison, Fengquan's Prison for Orders."
Chapter completed!