Chapter 64 Fake

Along the way, everyone listened to Shang Guan talk about all kinds of head-lowering techniques in fear. In the end, because they were too tired, they leaned against the car one by one and fell asleep in a daze.

It was eleven o'clock at noon when we arrived at the Golden Triangle. Fortunately, everything in Shen Wu was going well, otherwise I'm afraid it would be more than this time.

The place where everyone came is located in a tropical rainforest on the border of Laos. Through the rainforest, it took more than an hour to come to the base of Shen Wu and Shenli, the wooden bridge, the clear river, the wide leaf rainforest, and the smoke. You haven't really been here. You can't imagine that this place is like a village, only However, when you see an eleven or twelve-year-old child running towards you with an AK in his hand, you will feel that the cruel environment is the root of changing people.

To survive in the Golden Triangle, all you need is a life-or-death mentality. If you are not ruthless, you can't stand on the ground at all.

According to Shen Li, the wives and children of the Shen brothers live here, the pure Shen family army, and these desperate men fighting in the Golden Triangle may only feel a trace of warmth when they come to this place.

Yellow finch and others are distinguished guests of Shen Wu and Shen Li. The lunch is very rich, with beef, mutton, fruits, seafood, and a whole table.

Shen Wu raised his glass, stood up and said, "This time, I can come back from Bangkok with the help of my brothers. This cup, I respect everyone. From today on, no matter when you come to my Shen family's territory, they are the eternal guests of the Shen family!"

After saying that, I drank it all in one sip.

As for what Shen Wu said, everyone knew that he was from the bottom of his heart. After all, it was all the credit of the yellow finch and others that he could retreat this time. Otherwise, with the people he brought from the Golden Triangle, he would not know how to die.

The mood of the yellow finch and others is not very good. Although it is a blessing to come back from the disaster in Bangkok, this time I went to Bangkok without success at all, and I also lost the last clue. Ji guessed to death, and Han Kun also died. All this is true. Huang Que personally caught Han Kun with his own hands. But I still watched him die in front of me, which was even more uncomfortable for the yellow finch than killing him.

Huang Hailin seems to have disappeared from this world. The yellow finch really doesn't know which direction to start again. Will I really never see my second uncle again in my life?

The yellow finch suddenly poured a glass of wine. He suddenly felt like he wanted to get drunk, but he knew that no matter how much he drank, he would not get drunk.

During the dinner, Shen Wu and Shen Li drank very happily. They were drunk as mud one by one. The yellow finch and the group drank relatively little. After eating something, they stayed in the room arranged by Shen Wu one by one to rest.

Everyone plans to return home after two days of cultivation in the Golden Triangle.

After returning to the room, the yellow finch called Yang Qihu and told him all the details.

After hearing this, Yang Qihu was also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. Although the matter of Huang Hailin was not solved, Huang Que and others could escape from death. For this, Yang Qihu was also a little comforting.

Yang Qihu said, "Well, Quezi, since Jichai and Han Kun are dead, you don't have to worry too much. I believe that we will definitely find the second brother."

"Uncle Qihu, do you think there is any hope?"

"There must be!"

Yang Qihu affirmed: "Don't worry, Uncle Qihu will definitely send more people to look for it again after he goes back. In a word, to find the whole world of China, I must also find my second brother, Quezi. I have a good recuperation in the Golden Triangle in the past two days. Everything will wait until we return to Qingcheng."

"I know, Uncle Qihu!"

The yellow finch hung up the phone and lit a cigarette. Huang Hailin's voice and smile appeared again in his mind. His second uncle, in fact, in his heart, was better than his earlier father.

The door was pushed open, and Zhao Daotu slowly came in, sat next to the yellow finch, and said, "What's wrong? Are you still thinking about Hailin?

The yellow finch nodded, can't you think about it?

Zhao Daotu sighed, "Well, sparrow, don't think so much. I believe that there will always be a day when things come to light. After all, we have worked hard when we come to Bangkok this time. Even if we can't find Hailin, I think we are worthy of our own heart. With this, I think it's enough, don't you think so?"

The yellow finch knew that Zhao Daotu was comforting himself, but after thinking about it, this time, Xiao Diu worked hard for Huang Hailin, and even Shang Guan worked hard. The little demon and Zhao Daotu also followed him to take risks. With this heart, it can really be said that it is a world to learn from.

"The most abominable thing is the old monk with a dead bone. If he hadn't killed Han Kun, he might have been able to find out Hailin's whereabouts from his mouth now."

Zhao Daotu sighed again.

At the thought of Han Kun, the yellow finch regretted it. If I had known it as soon as I got on the car, I would have asked this bastard. Maybe I could find out something about the whereabouts of my second uncle.

Han Kun? The yellow finch suddenly trembled all over. Yes, when he grabbed Han Kun, there was clearly a box wrapped in cloth beside him. Could it be the Luban box given to him by his second uncle?

The yellow finch suddenly rushed out. He remembered that the box was still on the business car.

"Sparrow, what are you doing?"

Looking at the yellow finch suddenly rushing out, Zhao Daotu was also shocked. He didn't know what had happened.

The yellow finch rushed out of the house and opened the door of the business car. The box wrapped in cloth was still lying there. He quickly grabbed it in his hand and then quickly returned to the room.

"What is this?"

Zhao Daotu asked.

The yellow finch's hands trembled a little and said, "I don't know. I haven't opened it at all. Uncle, this is what Han Kun is holding in his hand. I suspect it will be that box!"

"Box!" Zhao Daotu trembled all over, and his whole body almost jumped up.

The two quickly opened the cloth bag outside, and the one presented in front of everyone was the extremely dark box, with a six-sided pattern of gods and ghosts. It was definitely not wrong.

"Second uncle, the second uncle really gave this box to these two bastards!"

The yellow finch gritted its teeth.

Zhao Daotu did not make a sound. He picked up the box in front of him and couldn't help looking at it. After looking at it for a long time, his eyebrows suddenly frowned.

He stared at the yellow finch and asked, "Sparrow boy, are you sure this is the box you took from Han Kun's hand?"

The yellow finch nodded, "Duncle, why do you say that? I haven't moved this box at all. It's been wrapped in cloth?"

After Han Kun was blown up by Shen Wu's tire with a bullet, the car crashed on the road next to him. Then Han Kun came out, but Jichai was burned to death. When the old bastard came out, he was holding the box. After that, the yellow finch pulled him and quickly got on the car. As a result, he encountered a dead bone. Then, Han Kun He was killed by dead bones. When everyone returned to the Golden Triangle, the yellow finch did not think of this at all, so there was absolutely no problem with this box.

Zhao Daotu showed a very strange expression.

"What's the matter? Uncle?"

The yellow finch was a little surprised.

Zhao Daotu put the black box in his hand again and kept looking at it. He looked at it over and over again, back and forth, and turned upside down. His pupils contracted sharply. After a long time, he slowly put the box on the table and muttered a sentence, "Sparrow, this thing is fake!"

"Fake?"

The yellow finch shivered violently. The box turned out to be fake? He quickly picked up the box. The shape and weight were almost the same. With his eyesight, he could never tell the authenticity of the box.

Zhao Daotu muttered as if he had been pumped out of his spirit and muttered, "This box, shape, weight, is right, and even the carving on six sides is the same, but it is fake, it is fake, sparrow, do you still have that dagger? Take a look!"

The yellow finch quickly pulled out the broken throat dagger from its belt and looked at Zhao Daotu, "Big uncle, are you really scratching?"

Zhao Daotu smiled bitterly, "Of course, this Luban box was made by Luban with ten years of hard work of black fire and iron wood. Even if the dagger in your hand is sharp, even if it is not red, even if it is cut with a hundred knives, it will not be damaged at all."

Huang Que has said these words to Zhao Daotu before, but now, if he really wants him to cut this valuable box with a dagger, he is still a little hesitant. What if it is broken? Because the yellow finch really doesn't believe that the box in front of it is fake.

"Sparrow boy, real gold is not afraid of fire!"

Zhao Daotu said again.

The yellow finch finally nodded. He took out the broken throat dagger, put the tip of the dagger on the body of the box with three points of force, and then pulled it.

A red mark suddenly appeared on the body of the box. The box was dark on the outside, but in fact, it was brown-red wood inside. At a glance, everything suddenly became clear.

"Big uncle..."

The yellow finch was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

Zhao Daotu smiled bitterly again. Fake, fake, haha..."

"Big uncle!"

The two looked at each other in con's respect. For a moment, they didn't know that something was wrong with that link. The room was extremely silent, and there was no sound.

Too many mysteries appeared in the mind of the yellow finch. The disappearance of Huang Hailin. Why did Huang Hailin give this box to Han Kun? Now he sees this box, but it is a fake. Did you get the real box? Han Kun deliberately brought a fake one on his body? Why does he have to take a fake one with him? Are you afraid of being robbed? Are youware of Jichai? Or was it dropped on the way to the Golden Triangle? This can be ruled out. Although the Luban box in front of you is fake, it is almost the same as the treasure on the shape and the sculptor. If you want to fake it, it will definitely not be made in a day or two. What's the reason?

"Duncle, I can't figure it out!" The yellow finch grabbed its hair and was extremely confused.

Zhao Daotu shook his head and said, "I can't figure it out, sparrow, do you think there is a possibility?"

"What's possible?"

"When Hailin gave it to Han Kun, he gave him a fake one?" Zhao Daotu's eyes exuded an impenetrable look. He stared at the yellow finch.

The yellow finch was stunned and looked at Zhao Daotu, "Uncle, do you think the second uncle gave him a fake?"

Zhao Daotu nodded.

The yellow finch feels even more strange. If this is really the case, then why did Huang Hailin give the fake Luban box to Han Kun? Can't Han Kun find it? Too many doubts, everything, are incomprehensible.

Zhao Daotu then shook his head and slowly stood up. "I'm just guessing. Maybe I think too much. If Hailin gives the fake one to Han Kun, Han Kun must know. Therefore, it's still Han Kun who puts a fake one on himself. Why did he do this? What does it have to do with Hailin's disappearance? "

The yellow finch looked at Zhao Daotu, and Zhao Daotu looked at him. Both of them seemed to be confused.