Early the next morning, Qin Lang took the train to Yucheng alone. Two hours later, the train arrived at Yucheng Station. Qin Lang arrived at the famous mountain city.
Just as he got off the train, an old man came up to him. Qin Lang knew this old man. He was the guide that Ren Meili had arranged for Qin Lang. He was also from the Devil Sect and his name was' Old Crane '. Qin Lang didn't know if it was his name or his code name, but that was what he called him.
Old Crane was very respectful to Qin Lang and called Qin Lang 'son-in-law'. Even though this made Qin Lang feel awkward, Qin Lang felt that it was very close. This also proved that Old Crane was definitely Ren Meili's trusted aide. Otherwise, he would definitely not call Qin Lang that.
There was about a hundred and sixty kilometers from Yucheng to Fengdu. Qin Lang wasn't familiar with the route, so Old Crane drove. Luckily, even though Old Crane was called 'Old', it didn't look old at all. Its racing skills were even better than a young person's, especially when it was racing on the mountain roads. It swung its tail and drifted so well that Qin Lang had no choice but to ask for its driving skills. Old Crane saw that Qin Lang didn't put on any airs and had a good impression of Qin Lang. The two of them quickly got to know each other.
As Old Crane drove, it told Qin Lang about the Ten Halls of Hell. This Ten Halls of Hell was naturally part of the Devil Sect, but they didn't really listen to the Devil Sect anymore. As for the reason, one reason was that the Ten Halls of Hell's strength had increased and their wings had hardened. The other reason was that the Ten Halls of Hell were directly protected by some of the Devil Sect's super elders. Even the Devil Sect's Sect Leader couldn't directly attack them.
After Old Crane said this, Qin Lang knew the Devil Sect's attitude towards the Ten Halls of Hell. To put it bluntly, the true controller of the Ten Halls of Hell wasn't Sect Master Wu Fa of the Devil Sect, but some of the elders of the Devil Sect. Super large sects also had their own shortcomings. Although those old and undying elders were the wealth of a religion, they were also a malignant tumor. Not to mention the Devil's Doctrine, let's talk about Poisons. Qin Lang had just taken over Poisons, but Qian Tian and his gang didn't give Qin Lang any face. They even wanted to establish their own faction. On the other hand, the Devil Sect was huge. Even though Ren Wu Fa was the sect leader, he might not be able to control the whole sect. Behind Ren Wufa were the supreme elders of the Devil Sect. These people were extremely powerful, and they could even decide who the Sect Leader would be.
The Ten Halls of Hell had become a chess piece in the game between Ren Wufa and the elders of the Devil Sect.
Ren Wufa could not do it himself, so he had to rely on his future son-in-law, Qin Lang, to achieve his goal. And Qin Lang happened to have a grudge with the Ten Halls of Hell, so he didn't mind helping his future father-in-law.
After one or two hours, the car drove into Fengdu County. It was completely different from the "ghost city" that Qin Lang had imagined. In this Fengdu County, modern buildings could be seen everywhere, and there were many high-rise buildings. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't feel like a "ghost city" at all. Although some retro buildings could be seen occasionally, they were mixed in with the high-rise buildings, which only looked abnormally funny.
However, Qin Lang knew that this was Hua Xia's city. The birth of Hua Xia's city was the process of the original city's civilization dying out. It was always the pursuit of high-rise buildings. It was always the pursuit of "horse dung and shiny" urban construction. It didn't care whether the sewers were smooth or whether there were people living in those high-rise buildings.
Qin Lang knew that the "ghost city" of the past was gone. Perhaps this was an era where people were more evil than ghosts, so even the evil ghosts had no place for people.
"The Ten Halls of Hell shouldn't be here, right?" Qin Lang had completely lost interest in this city and was too lazy to take another look. He began to ask the old crane about the specific location of the Ten Halls of Hell.
"How do you know that the headquarters of the Ten Halls of Hell isn't here?" the old crane asked.
"The people of the Ten Halls of Hell like to play tricks, but they also need the environment and atmosphere to play tricks. For example, in places like mass graves, a random person can scare a ghost to death. But in this modern city, no matter how you pretend, you don't look like a ghost. At most, you look like a clown pretending to be a ghost. " Qin Lang expressed his opinion. "In addition, I don't know which person decided to build a city here. This place is a place with extreme Fengshui. There is no spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth at all. Isn't this deliberately harming people?"
"Heh … Young Master's eyes are like a torch. You're really amazing." The old crane laughed. "However, young master might not know that when we were engaged in the development of the city, our Devil Sect made a huge profit."
"What?"
"Heh, young master might not know that many of our Devil Sect disciples are involved in real estate." The old crane said proudly. "Don't many people say that real estate is a devil's business? Since it's a devil's business, it's more suitable for our Devil Sect to do it."
This time, it was Qin Lang's turn to be dumbfounded. However, he knew that the old crane was right. Since real estate was a devil's business, how could the people of the Devil Sect not be involved?
As for the headquarters of the Ten Halls of Hell, it was in a rather old town. It was called Huwei Town.
The reason why there were still some ancient buildings in Huwei Town was actually very simple. It was because it was near mountains and water. The terrain was not flat at all. It was not suitable for real estate development at all. Therefore, it was directly ignored by those in power. It was rumored that it had become a tourist attraction. However, because there was no investment, the place was dilapidated. Moreover, it was said that the social security was not good. Therefore, there were not many tourists who came here all year round.
The old crane parked the car outside the town. Then, Qin Lang said, "Young Master, I'll wait for you here. If you're in trouble, I can't help even if I want to. "
The old crane was quite straightforward. When Qin Lang heard this, he chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll be out soon."
The Sect Leader of the Ten Halls of Hell, Luo Badao, was only at the Ground Level. With Qin Lang's current strength, he could easily defeat him. Therefore, in Qin Lang's eyes, today's operation would not be a problem at all. Otherwise, why would Qin Lang take the risk so easily? Although the Ten Halls of Hell was a branch of the Devil Sect, the Sect Leader Wu Fa had already decided to attack the Ten Halls of Hell. Even if the other big shots of the Devil Sect were unhappy, they would definitely not openly attack Qin Lang. Otherwise, it would be a direct slap to Ren Wu Fa's face. Since this Sect Leader of the Devil Sect could sit in the position of Sect Leader, he was definitely not a kind person. He would not put his face out for others to slap.
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