Chapter 272: Miss Xiaolan is gone?

"Help! Help, of course!"
Seeing that Yang Chen had the scent of letting go, Wang Xiancheng quickly grabbed him, but his face was still embarrassed: "Just..."
"Just what?" Yang Chen glanced over.
"Okay, okay, as long as you help me solve Xiaolan's problem, I..." Wang Xiancheng gritted his teeth fiercely: "I'll get rid of it! But you have to make sure that it's just borrowing, and never have other thoughts!"
Yang Chen didn't feel sad for the poor real Xuanhong. His hard-working successor, because of a woman, betrayed his teachers.
Cough, of course, as a vested interest, this thing is another matter...
Fortunately, this fellow Wang Xiancheng finally remembered that no one could abduct his magic weapon and ask Yang Chen to make a guarantee.
Yang Chen patted him on the shoulder: "Relax. You know how powerful this magical instrument I just got is, you said, do I need to be greedy for a part of your magical instrument in the Chongyang Palace? Not to mention, this Chungyang clock Hammers don’t have any special methods, they can’t sacrifice at all, right?

Yang Chen also tried the trick with Wang Xiancheng after he got the big sunshine sun mirror. Wang Xiancheng knew that the power of this instrument was probably not weaker than the Chongyang clock, at least it was not weaker than the Chongyang clock mallet. Yang Chen did not need to deal with Chongyang at all. Bell gavel.
And Yang Chen was right, such township magic tools must have special methods of sacrifice. Otherwise, just a chicken robber and a dog robber can steal the town's magic weapon and sacrifice it. Where does the face of Chongyang Palace rest?
With these two premises, Wang Xiancheng more or less assured Yang Chen's guarantee.
It is impossible to say complete peace of mind. However, Wang Xiancheng thought that when Yang Chen borrowed the magic weapon, he kept watching him carefully, and he should be able to ensure that nothing was lost.
With this sort of thing in mind, Yang Chen asked Wang Xiancheng for the phone number of that little girl, and called in front of him.
The phone was waiting for a long time and almost hung up automatically before it was connected.
Waiting for the call to connect. Wang Xiancheng's face is extremely wonderful. Successive changes, from the hope of the beginning, to the later expectations, and then to the later sadness, sadness, and worry. In just a short time, seven or eight expressions have changed, which can be called a master of face-changing skills.
Finally the phone was on. But a middle-aged man came with a strong local accent: "Hey, which one to find?"
Wang Xiancheng shivered slightly and reached out to the phone. But with a little fear, hesitant to reach out. The kind of tangled and worried appearances are really funny and worrying.
Yang Chen pulled him helplessly. Put the phone in his hand and signal with his eyes: answer the phone quickly.
"Hey! Hello! Which one to find?" The person over the phone seemed impatient. Called him again and again on the phone.
As soon as Wang Xiancheng gritted his teeth, he answered the phone and his voice trembled. As if I dare not accept the truth about to be revealed: "Hey, I... I am looking for Xiaolan..."
"Which one to find?" The middle-aged person on the opposite side didn't understand.
Wang Xiancheng is not a local. His accent speaks with the taste of Zhongnan Mountain. This guy grew up in the Chongyang Palace, and Mandarin is not very standard. Of course, people like Yang Chen can understand, but the person opposite is also a middle-aged person. It is not easy to understand.
This time, Wang Xiancheng was so anxious that he sweated out in a hurry, and the speech became more unfavorable: "I...I...My feet...No, I am looking for... Xiao Nan...No, I am looking for laughs Lazy...not...I..."
Looking at Yang Chen next to him, he was so anxious that he could not help but grabbed the phone and shouted: "Hey, let's find Xiaolan!"
"Oh, look for Xiaolan..." The opposite side understood this time.
"Yes, look for Xiaolan, is Xiaolan girl there?"
"Miss Xiaolan? She..." The voice across came as if it was too noisy, and the voice behind was vague and unclear.
"What?" Yang Chen didn't understand, and continued to ask: "What happened to Xiaolan girl?"
Wang Xiancheng next to him could only faintly hear the faint sound from the handset of the mobile phone. He heard anxiously for a time, just like the ants on the hot pot, whirling around in the room, the sweat on his body grew more and more.
After two laps, he extended his hand as if he wanted to the mobile phone in Yang Chen's hand, but hesitated to retract his hand. That tangled oh, Yang Chen was worried for him.
Yang Chen waved his hand, turned on the hands-free of the phone, and the voice on the opposite side suddenly struck. Finally, Wang Xiancheng stopped turning around blindly, but listened to the phone with his ears sideways, afraid of having a word miss.
"Miss Xiaolan, she is gone."
The voice of the middle-aged man was heard from the mobile phone. Wang Xiancheng heard it as if he had been struck by thunder. His eyes were missing and he muttered to himself. The whole person seemed to have lost his soul at once. ...Hehe, it's gone..."
For a while, he seemed to become a walking dead, saying something he didn't understand, and doing something he didn't know.
Yang Chen also jumped in his heart: Don't this Xiaolan girl really have a problem? When the time comes to let Wang Xiancheng help to steal the Chongyang Zhongmao, let alone say, I am afraid that this whole Wang Xiancheng will be scrapped, which is a shameful thing.
He quickly asked: "What? Uncle, what are you talking about? Are you gone? Who's gone?"
This time the middle-aged man understood: "Hey, I mean, Miss Xiaolan is gone, not that she is not there anymore, oops, not that that is no longer... Hey, anyway, is that not the case anymore... "
The people on the opposite side should have no culture, speak a little bit upside down, and be confused. He himself was anxious about it, and felt like he was stomping his feet repeatedly.
But what he said was nothing. The key point was that when Wang Xiancheng heard this, the whole person almost collapsed.
Yang Chen hurriedly said: "I mean, did Miss Xiaolan have an accident?"
"No, no! Of course not!" Fortunately, the middle-aged man finally came to let Yang Chen put down a big stone in his heart: "I mean, Xiaolan, she is not here now."
"Then what happened to her?"
"She, isn't she seriously ill? A few days ago, a young man was with her. The young man went out to work, and she was fine. The young man disappeared, she begged, and she fell ill and collapsed..." Zhong The young man said.
"fainted?"
Wang Xiancheng immediately woke up and rushed over to grab the mobile phone in Yang Chen's hand: "How is Xiaolan now? She fainted there? Did she go to the hospital?"
"Oh, go to the hospital, don't have money, how about going to the hospital? Our co-workers carried her into the house, alas, there was no personal care, and it was almost impossible to watch." The middle-aged man replied: "Boy, If you are relatives and friends with her, hurry up and see her last time."
Wang Xiancheng dropped his mobile phone, turned around and ran, unconsciously, his face was already covered with tears.
Fortunately, Yang Chen's eyes were fast, he picked up the phone, and quickly grabbed Wang Xiancheng: "Xiao Wang, calm down! You go now, do you know where Xiao Lan is? Don't ask clearly what did you do to find Xiao Lan? ?"
Wang Xiancheng turned his head and suddenly knelt in front of Yang Chen: "Yang Zhenren, please help Xiaolan quickly! You can help her with a lot of magic. I...I..."
He was once a disciple of Chongyang Palace, how proud? Even by Yang Chen's side, it was called directly by his name, and he never refused to call a "real person". But now, he has abandoned all pride, and finally said the word "real person" who refused to speak.
Yang Chen quickly pulled him up: "Okay, okay, don't panic, don't panic, everything has me."
He said that he had to ask the middle-aged man again, just about to speak, but there was a "beeping" hang-up sound on the phone.
Wang Xiancheng was even more flustered, grabbed his cell phone, twitched his hand and dialed Xiaolan's number, and finally the cell phone heard the prompt "The phone you dialed has stopped".
Wang Xiancheng was almost crazy: "Shutdown? How could it be shut down? How could it be shut down? Just fine, how could it be shut down?"
"All right," Yang Chen patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, this reminder should be due to the phone."
"Arrears? What should I do if I owe money? What if I can't get through Xiaolan's phone? How can I find Xiaolan?"
"Pay the fee if you owe it."
"How to pay? Xiaolan must be out of money. She was all fainted. How to pay? Who to pay for?" Wang Xiancheng panicked.
This common sense is really lacking.
"Cough..." Yang Chengan coughed: "It doesn't matter, the phone arrears don't necessarily need to pay me. Other people help pay the same, as long as you know the phone number. You tell me the number, I will help her pay."
"Well~EbookFREE.me~ Quickly, the number is like this..." Wang Xiancheng quickly told Yang Chen the number, Yang Chen dialed the service number to recharge the mobile phone, and then Wang Xiancheng immediately grabbed the phone to dial.
The prompt tone or "The phone you dialed has been stopped".
"Why doesn't it work? Why doesn't it work..." Wang Xiancheng was anxious, holding the phone and dialing the number again and again.
"Don't worry, don't worry, there is still a buffer for recharge, wait a minute..."
Before Yang Chen's speech, the phone was connected, and the voice of the middle-aged man came: "Hey, which one to find?"
Wang Xiancheng was about to speak. After thinking about it, he took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and handed the phone to Yang Chen: "For your sake, I am in a mess..."
Yang Chen took the phone, asked the address of Xiaolan carefully, and then told him: "Uncle, we are the relatives and friends of Xiaolan girl, come over and look for her immediately. Please help me take care of her. I will thank you by then! "
The other party is also that kind of simple person, and has promised again and again. Yang Chen just hung up the phone, pulled Wang Xiancheng, and hurried to Xiaolan. (To be continued.) Activate new URL