Chapter 761 Lost in Sangyu

Feng Jun's mood was really complicated because he discovered something that made him laugh and cry - that stone bowl was a magical artifact.

Strictly speaking, it shouldn't be a stone bowl, but what Zhuang Haoyun said... it was a stone lamp.

So in his heart, he really felt like a dog was beeping: Hold the grass, Zhuang Haoyun, you searched around the house and brought me so many messy things, even a dustpan, but there is nothing. Discover what is truly valuable in your home?

It doesn't matter if I didn't find it. Why did I miss it as soon as I came?

At that moment just now, Feng Jun really wanted to stop Professor Lian. In front of me, do you want to take away a magic weapon?

But in the end, as a particular person, he cannot do that: no matter how good the thing is, it is not yours and cannot be forced.

If he really did that, what would be the difference between him and the domineering Kunlun?

So he hoped in his heart that Zhuang Haoyun could keep this stone bowl - the stone lantern.

However, under the strong force of Fourth Uncle Zhuang, Zhuang Haoyun did not insist, and Feng Jun was really not suitable to instigate him.

As a powerful person in this plane, he has to be proud, right?

But because he wanted to lose face and passed by a magic weapon, at this moment, his entanglement turned into a river.

Hearing Zhuang Haoyun's question, Feng Jun composed himself and replied, "That stone lamp is a good thing. Tell your fourth uncle that it's best not to leak it out."

Tang Wenji raised her brows and subconsciously touched the nine-section whip on her waist, "Is it really a treasure?"

Not to mention that the Maoshan sect itself was not a good person, so she subconsciously started to compete for it.

However, her behavior made Feng Jun even more determined, "Look at you like this. You want to take good things by force when you see them. Is there any difference between you and Kunlun?"

"In the age of the end of the Dharma, this is an unavoidable choice," Tang Wenji replied confidently, and she also dropped her book bag, "In fact, you know etiquette in a warehouse, and you know honor and disgrace when you have enough food and clothing... When survival is a problem, you can't care about that. too much."

However, she still didn't want to be compared with Kunlun, "I'm not as arrogant as those guys. I plan to spend money to buy it..."

If you can’t buy it, I guess you still have to grab it, right? Feng Jun didn't bother to argue with her anymore, but turned his head and looked at Zhuang Haoyun, "Can you do it?"

Zhuang Haoyun had a shy expression on his face, "Is it really a treasure?"

Feng Jun hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said clearly, "It's really a treasure. Of course, you still have to try it out to see how valuable it is."

Zhuang Haoyun's stubborn expression became more and more obvious, "Tsk...why did you come a step too late?"

After hesitating for a moment, he spoke with a grimace, "I just annoyed my fourth uncle a little. If I say anything else, he won't listen, and it will be counterproductive... His temper is actually quite stubborn."

When Tang Wenji heard this, she became more and more anxious, "This is your banker's treasure, and it was taken away like this?"

Zhuang Haoyun's face was really ugly. He shook his head in distress, "My banker's affairs...well, it's hard to explain in words. I can only let others say hello and mention it to my fourth uncle after a while. At least I have to wait for him to calm down." Lost your temper."

Tang Wenji looked at him with a mocking look on her face, "When you stole my Maoshan ancestral tablet, you did it anyway. I didn't expect you to be so cowardly."

Are robbing someone else's property the same thing as robbing your own home? Zhuang Haoyun rolled his eyes helplessly, "The problem is my fourth uncle. Even if he doesn't betray me, he is still my fourth uncle. Could it be that I can still kill him?"

"You can ask me to take action," Tang Wenji slapped her chest and spoke proudly, "I'm not bragging to you, I can take care of these two scumbags in minutes... It's not a problem for them to lose their footing and fall into the valley, or get hit by big rocks. , it depends on what you mean."

It was getting dark soon, and those two weaklings had to walk a long mountain road in the dark.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated, then shook his head, "Forget it, who told us to come late?"

He is more unscrupulous in doing things, but there is still a certain bottom line. The last time he hired someone to steal the Maoshan ancestral tablet, it was to cure his son, and he had to do it. This time he just wanted his son to become a disciple, and it was not a life-or-death matter.

Of course, he would not give up easily, "Let's go in and take a look, maybe there is something good..."

But it's a pity that... there is really nothing that Feng Jun can see in the cave.

He took a closer look at the stone house full of rubble.

The stone house is not like a cave. It is clean and clean. There are still a lot of broken stones. However, after Feng Jun felt it carefully for a long time, he really did not feel the evil aura of the broken stone locks.

The two missing pieces of the stone lock are destined to be nowhere to be found here.

Seeing Feng Jun's disappointed look, Zhuang Haoyun suggested, "Otherwise, let's rest in the cave for one night and then search around again early tomorrow morning. What do you think?"

Feng Jun pondered, but Tang Wenji was worried about the stone lantern, "After a night's rest, where will the stone lantern go? You have to know that there is no cell phone signal here, and you can't even notify the villagers."

"If you really want to inform, it's okay." Zhuang Haoyun walked to a chair, reached under the chair, took out a landline phone, and casually connected it to the phone socket.

Not to mention that the banker really put his heart into running this place, and even pulled a separate phone line to communicate with the outside world.

He didn't want to expose too much before, but now he doesn't care much anymore.

This phone number was the banker's internal phone number. He dialed his wife directly and gave her instructions.

Zhuang Haoyun did not ask others to stop his fourth uncle. He just asked his wife to inform Third Grandpa that he had met Professor Lian from the Health Care Association. Professor Lian also liked Zhuang's cave. Fourth Uncle also lent Professor Lian a stone bowl for study.

Zhuang Haoyun's wife is also a smart person. After hearing this, she asked, "Is that stone bowl important?"

Zhuang Haoyun knew that his wife cherished her son too much and did not dare to tell her the truth, otherwise she might get into trouble again.

He just said vaguely that whether it was important or not, the fourth uncle wanted to lend it out for the good of the third grandpa. I supported this, but it was the banker’s thing. I didn’t see it, so forget it. Since I saw it, it was okay. I hope Fourth Uncle will remember to take it back.

His words were tactful, but the meaning that should be expressed was also expressed.

Feng Jun then decided: Let’s stay one night.

He didn't go out to chase Professor Lian and Fourth Uncle Zhuang, so he didn't notice that the two people left while the daylight was still there and walked about ten miles on the mountain road. When it was dark, a young man walked out next to them.

The young man is Professor Lian's assistant and is also a master of Xinyiquan. The reason why he stopped here is because Fourth Uncle Zhuang didn't want him to know where the Zhuang family's cave is.

When Feng Jun and the others came over, the young man saw from a distance that there was basically no fixed road to the cave, as long as the direction was roughly the same, so the paths of the two groups of people were not very consistent.

In other words, if Tang Wenji really chases them out and kills them, and ends up killing Fourth Uncle Zhuang and Professor Lian, the existence of this young man will also bring considerable suspicion to her and Feng Jun.

Needless to say, Professor Lian had someone to help him. Early the next morning, Feng Jun stopped meditating and walked out of the cave to take a look and feel if there was anything good around him.

But it's a pity that there really isn't anything good, not even the breath of earth veins.

Feng Jun originally thought that if it didn't work, he would try to pull the earth's veins here, but it was not in vain - he had already tried it once in Wangwu, and he already had some experience in this.

Don't think that there is nothing here, and it is not as good as the mountainous land he contracted in Chaoyang.

It can be seen that there is considerable truth in these claims about the Cave Heaven Paradise. Earth veins are something that is really hard to come by. Even the famous Meng Di dealer may not be able to build a secret cave in a place with abundant earth veins.

In short, this trip was in vain. Feng Jun felt a little unhappy, so at about 6:10, he grabbed Zhuang Haoyun with one hand and Tang Wenji with the other, and ran down the mountain in a hurry.

If you fly in the air, the speed will be faster, but it consumes too much spiritual energy. It will be much easier to grab two people and run.

In fact, Tang Wenji is already an intermediate martial artist. If he just runs on the ground, he can read UU www.uukanshu.net without much effort. However, Zhuang Haoyun's body is heavy and it takes a lot of effort from him.

But even so, it only took Feng Jun more than forty minutes to reach the banker's yard after traveling about thirty miles of mountain roads - even many places were mountainous areas without roads. It was just seven o'clock sharp.

This speed can already be regarded as a world record.

After Zhuang Haoyun entered the yard, he collapsed on the chair from exhaustion and lost all energy. Although he was caught by Feng Jun and ran away, it still took some effort for him to follow with his legs.

His wife and Zhuang Zesheng had also gotten up, and upon seeing this, they made breakfast for them.

Breakfast in the small mountain village of Pingyang is very monotonous, a bowl of thick millet porridge, a plate of pickles, and a few fried dough sticks bought in the village. Probably because Feng Jun is a distinguished guest, the dealer made an extra plate of scrambled eggs.

As for meat dishes? There is really no such thing. For thousands of years, breakfast in the village has been like this. No matter how rich Zhuang Haoyun is, he still follows the crowd in his hometown. Bacon and other things do not exist.

Feng Jun was active all morning and was a little hungry. He ate seven or eight thick-fried dough sticks and two bowls of millet porridge. His appetite was quite astonishing.

Zhuang Zesheng saw this scene in his eyes, and his heart became more and more itchy. When others were not paying attention, he walked up to Feng Jun and asked quietly, "Master Feng, is that stone bowl... really important?"

Feng Jun looked at him in surprise and nodded, "It's definitely a good thing anyway."

Zhuang Zesheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, "If I can get it, can you teach me your most powerful kung fu?"

Neither father nor son are fuel efficient! Feng Jun pondered for a moment and spoke, "Well...don't mess around, listen to your father."

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