Chapter 15 Fate

People can't look, and the sea can't be measured. Although Wang Pao had realized that this may be a place for hidden dragons and crouching tigers before coming to October, he was pierced at a glance, and even knew his old man's name and details, which surprised him a little.

In his opinion, this October Maple is really an unusual place, but the more it is like this, the more Wang Cannon feels that he wants to solve the mystery more than 20 years ago. Qingcheng is really right.

Seventy years ago, the bloody case of Qingcheng made everyone in the eight doors more or less coveted four precious jade hearts, and made a series of ups and downs. Seventy years later, things once again took Qingcheng as the starting point.

Perhaps this is the real so-called fate.

Zhao Daotu looked at Wang Pao and was waiting for his answer.

Others have guessed that it is inseparable, and today's Wang Pao did come with sincerity. Facing Zhao Daotu's eyes, Wang Pao said respectfully, "Wang Beicheng, my grandfather!"

Zhao Daotu's face suddenly changed. He had a very bold guess in his heart, but when Wang Pao was really sure, he was still worried.

Wang Beicheng can't steal everything. In those years, he was really a powerful figure.

Stealing is a craft handed down from the ancestors. There are not many people who can interpret stealing into an art.

Zhao Daotu himself did not expect that an imitation box would lead to the thieves in those years.

"I've been looking forward to the old man's name for many years. I don't know..." Zhao Daotu asked calmly. The following omitted words were simply polite. In Zhao Daotu's own words, Wang Beicheng must not be gone now. After all, there are only a few people who can live to be hundreds of years old.

Wang Pao nodded, "My grandfather passed away ten years ago!"

After saying that, he sighed heavily, took out his cigarette and handed it to Zhao Daotu. Zhao Daotu took it, and Wang Pao handed the cigarette to the yellow finch. The yellow finch looked at him, but did not immediately catch it with his hand.

Wang Pao also looked at him.

After more than ten seconds, the yellow finch finally took over the cigarette.

If you don't fight, you don't know each other. Even if you know each other now, it doesn't mean that you are friends. This is Wang Pao's understanding, but the real meaning of the yellow finch didn't expect that the person in front of him was the grandson of Wang Beicheng who could not steal everything. It is inevitable that he took it for granted about what happened last night. I's probably only in the world. The Wang family can enter October Feng so easily.

Zhao Daotu took a sip of a cigarette and continued to say, "In those years, Mr. Wang Beicheng's means were unparalleled in the world, and he was even more fascinated by stepping on the snow. Unfortunately, if I had been born decades earlier, I would definitely follow those senior masters to kill all the Japanese pirates and promote my Chinese divine power."

Wang Pao smiled and said, "Dare to ask the old senior his name!"

Zhao Daotu smoked a cigarette and waved his hand, "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning. The old man's surname is Zhao Daotu."

"Elder Zhao, it seems that you are also very familiar with the eight-door gatherings in those years?" Wang Pao knew that the old thing in front of him was definitely not simple.

Zhao Daotu smiled and said, "What an infinite scenery it is. In addition, it is the beautiful city in the south of the Yangtze River. The old master is also Xuanmen, so I know a lot, but I can't see it with my own eyes. It's really not the right time."

"Master?" Wang Pa looked at Zhao Daotu, and the meaning was obvious.

Zhao Daotu shook his head and said, "My master, he was just a small person who gathered in eight families. You don't know what he said."

"In my heart, the people who participated in the eight sects of Juyi in those years were all iron-bone heroes who could put the great cause of the nation first. No matter how much their credit is, they are always worthy of respect." Wang Pao took a sip of smoke fiercely, "My grandfather is the same. Until now, I am still proud of him, but it's a pity..."

Wang Pa remembered the past, his incomprehension of the old man, and his waywardness in those years, and his eyes were a little warm.

Wang Pao wiped his eyes, flicked the soot, and smiled, "This smoke smells so heavy. Smoked eyes hurt!"

Zhao Daotu extinguished the cigarette sent to him by Wang Pao in the ashtray on the coffee table. He raised his head and said, "Brother Wang!"

"Just call me Wang Pao." Wang Pao's face was calm.

Zhao Daotu nodded and nodded, "Wang Pao, although everyone is a person of eight sects and one lineage, let's talk about the matter. If you come to October Feng in the middle of the night, this practice is inevitable..."

Wang Cannon stood up and arched his hand to Zhao Daotu, "Lao Zhao, what happened last night, Wang Pao came to apologize specially today. The younger generation is ignorant. I hope you don't mind these."

"Ha ha..." Zhao Daotu laughed, "Apologize at the door. Speaking of which, this is indeed the most sincere way. Now that the matter has passed, you have not caused any loss to October Feng. Generally speaking, for the face of Elder Wang, these things can be changed from big to small to small, but not Over..."

"Just what? Mr. Zhao might as well say it directly.

Zhao Daotu narrowed his eyes and said, "It's just that what you robbed yesterday is extraordinary, and your Wang family's methods are unpreparable, so..."

"Lao Zhao, are you worried that I will do my old tricks again?"

"With all due respect, I do have this idea in my heart!" Zhao Daotu looked at Wang Pao and was waiting for the other party's answer.

Wang Pao, he came sincerely today. He understands that if he doesn't speak clearly, he will never be able to gain the trust of the other party. At least, Wang Pao thinks that the box he saw last night is the biggest clue so far.

Wang Pao looked around.

Zhao Daotu took a sip of tea, "Don't worry, this is all our own people. It's okay to say what you have. However, think about it carefully. The truth of every word you say will depend on our attitude towards you."

Wang Cannon nodded and said word by word, "Mr. Zhao, the box of October Feng is called the ghost axe treasure box. I heard about the Nirvana Rebirth Ghost Axe Box on the road not long ago. Rumor has it that the nirvana jade in the four pieces of jade is in the box. Is that right?"

Zhao Daotu was not in a hurry. "Since you are the grandson of Mr. Wang Beicheng, I don't want to hide the four pieces of precious jade. Yes, it's true."

"Lao Zhao, the purpose of my coming last night was for this ghost axe treasure box."

"Do you want to take it for yourself?" Zhao Daotu asked.

"I have this idea!" Wang Pao is honest.

Zhao Daotu suddenly laughed loudly, and suddenly lowered his voice and said word by word, "Wang Pao, what you said is too frank. Since you know that the things in this box are the most precious treasure in the world, you still have the heart to snatch. Do you think we still treat you with courtesy? The gathering of righteousness in the eight sects is the great righteousness of the nation. The elders of Wang Beicheng are loyal and righteous. Zhao Daotu's heart for the country and the people make me admire him. Today, now that this has come to this point, let's talk about last night for the time being. If you are still thinking about this treasure, next time, I think a clay man will be angry.

Wang Pao's face was still the same. He looked at Zhao Daotu and said, "Mr. Zhao, the four pieces of precious jade in the world are the most precious in the world. That's right, but for me, they are really not attractive at all."

"Do you think anyone will believe this?" Zhao Daotu rekindled a cigarette and took a sip. His expression was just like the fortune-telling blind man in the cat's mouth.

Since Wang Pao has arrived at the October Feng, he decided to say everything frankly, because he understands that now he does not have the strength to take the box from the October Feng. If he wants to unravel the truth of those years, the only way is to make the other party believe everything he said. That's all. Those things may come to light one day.

Their grandfather and their mother can be said to have gone with this regret. They don't believe that the Wang brothers will kill each other. One of them believes in their own son and the other believes in their husband, and Wang Pao may also believe in his father. It is absolutely impossible for him to kill himself. Brother.

"Lao Zhao, do you remember the big case of the National Museum 20 years ago?" Wang Pao stared at Zhao Daotu.

The yellow finch has never been able to get in, which has always been a practice. As long as there is a scene where Zhao Daotu is beside it, the yellow finch will be used to handing over the right to speak to Zhao Daotu. Whether it is Zhao Daotu's own affairs or the matter of October Feng, it is the same, but now that he has heard the case of the museum, he still has Some accidents.

"Twenty years ago!" Zhao Daotu narrowed his eyes and said, "You mean..."

Wang Pao exhaled deeply and said, "Twenty years ago, my father and my uncle went to the National Museum to steal. Before leaving, my father accidentally touched the anti-theft organ. The museum's security personnel and public security personnel forced the two of them into the mountains, searched overnight, and finally... "

At this point, Wang Pao didn't go on.

Zhao Daotu said slowly: "Finally, Wang Datiao's body was found on the mountain, but Wang Xiaotiao was missing. It was just that Wang Xiaotiao's only fingerprint was left on the deadly dagger of Wang Datiao's body. The police concluded that the Wang brothers killed each other. Wang Xiaotiao killed his eldest brother and carried heat. The blood map fled, and the police sent a large number of police to search the mountain without a trace. In the following years, the country also issued an A-level wanted notice, but Wang Xiaotiao never appeared.

Wang Pao nodded, "Lao Zhao, Wang Xiaotiao, it's my father!"

The yellow finch and Zhao Daotu both looked at Wang Pao.

Wang Pao gritted his teeth and continued to say, "When my father and my uncle went to steal hot blood pictures, I was still in my mother's stomach. Because of my father's affairs, my mother was also seriously ill. Later, in order to give birth to me, he died of dystocia. My grandfather was also seriously ill from then on. A week before he died, he told me that he began I finally didn't believe that my father would kill my uncle. Although the evidence at the scene pointed to my father, he still didn't believe it. So did my mother, and she didn't believe that her husband would be such a person.

This story is not only known by Huang Que and Zhao Daotu, but also by many people in China, because the Wang brothers stole the National Museum in those years, which caused a great sensation.

Wang Pao sighed heavily, "Zhao Lao, no matter who killed my uncle, my father or others, one thing is certain, that is, the hot-blooded map must be in the hands of the man who killed my uncle, right?"

Zhao Daotu and the yellow finch nodded together.

Wang Pao said, "My grandfather said that there are four sentences in the hot-blooded picture, through the intestines, the enemy's chaos, nirvana rebirth, white hair and beauty. In addition to these four sentences, there are other clues, all pointing to four pieces of precious jade. People who are deliberately want to get the hot-blooded picture. His ultimate goal is still to get four pieces of precious jade, hot blood. The picture can find four pieces of precious jade, and four pieces of precious jade can also lead to this person who has a hot-blooded map. Therefore, as soon as I know the news of the emergence of Nirvana jade, I will keep rushing to the city. I just want to get Nirvana jade, so as to find the person who has the hot-blooded map. If I find him, I can know everything in those years. The answer may be really My father secretly killed my uncle and hid for 20 years. Maybe someone else killed my uncle in some special ways and then blamed him on a dead man. But anyway, I just want to know the truth that should belong to the truth.

"You mean that you don't coveted Nirvana Jade. You just want to find the truth of the bloody case in those years through Nirvana Jade?" Zhao Daotu stared at Wang Pao.

Wang Pao nodded.

"So what do you mean by coming here today?" The yellow finch opened its mouth and looked at the king cannon.

Wang Pao raised his head and said, "Last night, I have already thought clearly that my purpose is not the ghost axe treasure box or nirvana jade. I just want to find the villain in those years, so robbing the ghost axe treasure box is simply a useless skill. Besides, I think I don't have the strength to win the person who can beat the snow without trace. You are the first one!" Wang Pao paused and said with difficulty, "I... I hope you can let me stay in October Feng, that's all."

After saying that, Wang Cannon smiled bitterly and looked at the yellow finch. Last night, he was really convinced.