Chapter 117 Doubtful

Zhao Daotu didn't know how he returned to Xuanmen Pavilion. All he knew was that as soon as he entered the Xuanmen Pavilion, a very strange expression appeared on Zhao Zheng's face.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Zheng looked at Zhao Daotu.

Zhao Daotu shook his head and didn't have time to change his clothes overnight. He sat in the teacher's chair and smoked two cigarettes in a row.

Seeing his action like this, Zhao Zheng knew that something must have happened this time.

Zhao Daotu has lived at such an old age and has been in the world for most of his life. People like him really sit down and smoke suddenly. Then, things will never be simple.

When Zhao Daotu finished smoking, Zhao Zheng asked softly, "Brother, what's going on?"

Zhao Daotu calmed down and told Zhao Zheng what he had just heard in October. Zhao Zheng's expression was exactly the same as when Zhao Daotu just heard it. He was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time, and his whole body had a trembling feeling.

"Are you telling the truth?" Zhao Zheng also inquired about some news about October Feng during this period, but he never thought that the woman who just appeared not long ago was a descendant of the Murong family.

Murong's family, it seems that the arrival of this woman has a lot to do with the ghost axe treasure box.

"The yellow finch is not simple. Where did he find the woman in the Murong family?" Zhao Daotu narrowed his eyes and lit a cigarette again. "Listen to what they mean, this woman has already cracked the ghost axe treasure box, and someone has taken out the nirvana jade from it."

Zhao Zheng's heart is also very unhappy. The two of them have worked hard to pursue things for a lifetime. At this moment, there is no clue at all, but others have got the treasure.

"Did they say who has the ghost axe treasure box?" Zhao Zheng asked.

Zhao Daotu shook his head, "Listen to what they mean, it seems that the yellow finch and others don't know who that guy is, but this time I can see that they are indeed suspicious of us."

Zhao Zheng was a little funny in his heart. Isn't Zhao Daotu's words overdoing? He didn't tell you that others knew the Murong woman, and he didn't mention such a big thing as unlocking the ghost axe box. Can't it explain everything?

"They don't know who that person is? Didn't they say that the woman in Murong's family had helped that person crack the mechanism of the ghost axe treasure box? Haven't you seen that person yet?" Zhao Zheng was a little confused.

Zhao Daotu stared at Zhao Zheng and finally told about Yi Rong. "I guess that that person must have changed his appearance, so even if Huang Que and others know, they can't be sure of the true identity of that person. It can be seen that Huang Que must not be the first time to contact that person. I I think that person is probably the middle-aged man I saw last time.

"The one who kills the lame four and will step on the snow without trace?" Zhao Zheng was a little frightened.

Zhao Daotu nodded.

Zhao Zheng immediately shook his head again, "Impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Zhao Daotu asked rhetorical.

Zhao Zheng said word by word, "According to our original analysis, 80% of the ghost axe treasure box fell into Huang Hailin's hands, but you also said last time that the person who killed the lame fourth that night could never be Huang Hailin. Isn't this a contradiction?"

"It used to be very contradictory, but now, haven't you figured out the meaning of Yi Rong?" Zhao Daotu's face was gloomy. "In the eight gates, the transfigurement of thousands of doors is unfathomable, top masters. Not to mention imitating a person's appearance, even the voice, movements, the smile on his face, the disappointed and painful expression and personality can imitate. The only thing they can't imitate is their eyes. Brother, the master used to be with me. You haven't heard of what we talked about. I think that at the time when Bamen Juyi, Gao Yunshan, a master of Qianmen, imitated the Japanese colonel Jing Jie Sanlang. No one found it in the Japanese military camp for half a year. In the end, he was found because he was drunk and leaked his mouth.

"However, in those years, for the convenience of action, a lot of information in the hands of thousands of masters have fallen into the hands of thousands of masters. That's why thousands of masters were killed and injured, and there was almost no one left who could control the overall situation. Now you suddenly say that there is a master of transfigurement, and I really don't dare. Believe it." Zhao Zheng's words are not unreasonable. In those years, thousands of masters have died a lot. So, assuming that this master is here now, where did he learn this method? Eight ancient arts are already withering. It is definitely not a simple thing to think that blue is better than blue.

"Your words make sense, but both the news of the yellow finch and Wang Pao have mentioned this word, and we can't help but believe it. Think about it, the guy who killed the lame four and used the snow-free feet. Why did he dare to show his face? It seems that only the reason that he is not afraid of revealing his identity can be explained. There is the guy with a ghost axe treasure box. He knows that this is a critical moment, but he still dares to show up and ask the Murong family to help him crack the mechanism. Isn't it extremely dangerous to take chestnuts from the fire? Who dares to take such a risk without absolute certainty? After saying that, Zhao Daotu muttered to himself, "However, there are still many things that have not been figured out. Why are the women of the Murong family willing to help him crack the mechanism? It seems that we still have a lot of things to find out.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment and suddenly said, "by the way, I also heard a piece of news recently that Wantong was severely beaten some time ago. Is he seriously injured? Others said that Wantong's beating is probably related to his travel during this period.

"Where has Wantong been during this period?"

Zhao Zheng shook his head, "I'm not sure, but I heard that I've been to Donghai City."

"Donghai City?" Zhao Daotu was stunned, "by the way, didn't you tell me that Huang Que and others would have set out together one night before I left? Do you think the place these people go to will also be Donghai City, Donghai City, that place? I remember that I also went there last time, or I went with the yellow finch boy. It was the woman who was poisoned last time. What is called Zhang Zhuo? Do you remember? I heard that the relationship between the yellow finch and that woman is very unusual.

"Does this have anything to do with that woman?" Zhao Zheng frowned.

"It doesn't matter if you ask Wantong, you will know. This bastard is not a good thing." Zhao Daotu said harshly that the last time he was in Xiyue Building, Wan Tong was very disrespectful of Zhao Daotu. Perhaps in his heart, he had always thought that Zhao Daotu was just an old man with no power.

"Yes, ask Wantong, and you will know everything. It seems that the yellow sparrow really has a lot of things hidden from us."

Zhao Zheng took a look at Zhao Daotu, and his face was a little joking. It seemed that Zhao Daotu was obviously the uncle of the yellow finch, but the boy really didn't treat him as his uncle.

In the past, Zhao Zheng still expected Zhao Daotu to explore some things about the yellow finch as an elder. Now it seems that everything depends on himself. If you want to figure out the ins and outs of these things, you should do it yourself. No matter whether the ghost axe treasure box is really opened or not, even if it is opened, you must take the nirvana jade. In those years, Zhao Zheng was also very curious about the identity of the middle-aged man who appeared that night. He was a person who could make the snowless but not Lao Wang's family. Who would he be? And Huang Hailin, what kind of existence is this person?

Doubt also exists in Zhao Zheng's mind.

Outside the Xuanmen Pavilion, a dark shadow hid quietly. He did not dare to approach the Xuanmen Pavilion too much. He held his breath and listened carefully. Zhao Zheng and Zhao Daotu's words sometimes fell into his ears.

Seeing that the Xuanmen Pavilion turned off the light, the shadow left quickly. As soon as it left the cat's mouth, the shadow got on a Mercedes-Benz coming in the night.

Mercedes-Benz is very ordinary, but no matter how ordinary it is, it is still Mercedes-Benz.

The driver was a young man in his early twenties. When he saw the shadow getting on the car, he didn't say much. He started the Mercedes-Benz again and walked forward slowly. The calmness and calmness on his face of the young man in his twenties were completely different.

The person in the co-pilot's position is more eye-catching. This person is squeezed in the co-pilot's position like a mountain, and the co-pilot's seat has also been adjusted to a trend of squeezing the rear seat.

Seeing the dark shadow getting into the car, the fat man in the co-pilot's seat smiled, "Black wind, have you gained something recently?"

This person turned out to be the God of Wealth who met the black wind on the beach in the Maldives last time.

Huangquan Ghost is the most mysterious guy.

The shadow is the black wind. After breaking up with the God of Wealth in the Maldives that day, he came to Qingcheng again. The purpose was to find out a trace of news from October Maple or Xuanmen Pavilion. October Maple's yellow finch has a ghost order. Even if he knows something, Black Wind does not dare to act rashly. Therefore, the black wind will be the master. His attention was focused on Xuanmen Pavilion, but during this period, Zhao Daotu really didn't have much time to go out. Tonight, he came out in the middle of the night, and Heifeng stared at it closely. When Zhao Daotu eavesdropped on October Feng, he could only hide aside. When Zhao Daotu came back, Heifeng could only start from Zhao Daotu's place. I heard some vague news.

"Boss, October Feng has the underworld order of our Huangquan Ghost City, so I have focused on Xuanmen Pavilion during this period. Today, Zhao Daotu finally went out. He eavesdropped on some of October Feng's conversations."

The black wind said calmly.

"So, do you know some news?" The God of Wealth always seems to be laughing when he speaks. This guy really has a living state of Maitreya Buddha.

Heifeng nodded, "Zhao Daotu and the strength of vitiligo are not bad. They are just rarely shown in the eyes of others, so I dare not get too close. However, I heard something that seemed to be about the ghost axe treasure box, and also talked about two people."

"Which two people?" The God of Wealth is still smiling.

"One is Murong and the other is Wantong."

Heifeng did hear it very clearly. He did not forget the last snowy night. If he hadn't escaped with a hidden weapon, he would have been taken down by Zhao Zheng and Zhao Daotu. However, it is quite not easy to remember the two key names.

"Ghost Axe Treasure Box?" The God of Wealth was stunned, "Murong, Wantong, Murong, Murong..."

The God of Wealth thought about the word Murong carefully, and then said, "If they really say something related to the ghost axe treasure box, then Murong is really a key figure, the Murong family, black wind, I think you should have heard of it."

Heifeng nodded, "Yes, if the ghost axe treasure box really appears, then only the descendants of the two families may be the descendants of the two families. One is the Lin family and the other is the Murong family."

"Murong Feixue, Lin Houtian, in those years, my grandfather must send it to the Lord of the Underworld Order. Chinese antiques are related to machine art, which is absolutely a priceless treasure of wealth. Therefore, I really like these two families."

The God of Wealth smiled. In his opinion, the people of the Murong family appeared, so it is more able to prove the value of the ghost axe treasure box. If the ghost axe treasure box can be auctioned once, then not only in terms of money, but also in terms of reputation, Huangquan ghosts can definitely kill all secret auction venues abroad in an instant. .

What Egyptian pharaohs, what ancient Roman XXX artifacts, what Strange's holy magic weapons, in the eyes of China's exquisite thousand-year-old ancient works, they are just a fart.

Huangquan ghosts don't care about money. What the God of Wealth cares about is its reputation that resounds around the world. China's Huangquan ghost capital is the most priceless auction in the world. What a loud name it is.

Perhaps many years later, rich people are not proud of the list of rich people, but proud of being able to enter Huangquan Ghosts and auction it. The God of Wealth wants this effect.

"Who is that Wantong?" The God of Wealth asked again.

Heifeng shook his head and said, "I don't know too well. The last time I killed the Japanese, this person seemed to have been here. He should be a small role in Jianghu."

"Well, small characters also have great achievements. This time, Wantong is a key figure. In the past few days, you continue to stare at Zhao Daotu to see what news Wantong can have. Ghost Axe Treasure Box. One day you will appear in the auction house of Huangquan Ghost City." The God of Wealth said with a smile.

"Boss, don't worry."

The black wind is full of confidence.