Chapter 761: Lost Sangyu

Feng Jun's mood is really tangled, because he found something that he could not laugh or cry-that stone bowl is a magic weapon.
Strictly speaking, it should not be a stone bowl, but what Zhuang Haoyun said ... a stone lamp.
So in his heart, there was really a feeling of beeping the dog: Holding the grass, Zhuang Haoyun, you found it at home and brought me so many bad things, even the dustpan was taken away, but there was no Found something really valuable at home?
I did n’t find it and did n’t worry. Why did I miss it when I came?
For a moment, Feng Jun really wanted to stop Professor Lian. In front of me, do you want to take a magic weapon?
But in the end, he himself, as an exquisite person, can't do that: no matter what the best thing is, it's not yours, and he can't force it.
Really want to do that, what is the difference from the domineering Kunlun?
So he hoped in his heart that Zhuang Haoyun could leave this stone bowl, the stone lamp.
However, under the strength of Zhuang Sishu, Zhuang Haoyun did not insist, and Feng Jun was really inappropriate to instigate him to toss.
As a powerful person in this plane, he must have a face?
But because he wanted a face, he passed by a magical instrument. At this moment, his entanglement turned into a river.
Hearing Zhuang Haoyun's question, Feng Junding replied after being certain, "That stone lamp is a good thing. Please tell your fourth uncle, it is best not to go out."
Tang Wenji raised her eyebrows, and subconsciously touched the nine-section whip around her waist. "Is it really a treasure?"
If not to say that the Maoshan faction itself is not a kind of ballast, she subconsciously began to compete for it.
However, her behavior made Feng Jun even more determined. "Look at you like this, seeing good things and wanting to take advantage of it, is there any difference from Kunlun?"
"At the end of the Fa era, this is no way to choose," Tang Wenji replied bluntly, and she also dropped the book bag. "Cang Lin actually knows etiquette, clothing, food and foot knows honor and disgrace ... when survival is a problem, you can't care about it. too much."
But she was still reluctant to compare with Kunlun, "I don't have that gang of guys arrogant, I plan to pay for it ..."
If you can't buy it, you still have to grab it? Feng Jun was too lazy to care about her, but looked sideways at Zhuang Haoyun, "Can it be done?"
However, Zhuang Haoyun's expression is teng, "Is it really a treasure?"
Feng Jun hesitated and nodded his head, saying, "It's really a treasure. Of course, how precious it is, you still have to try it."
Zhuang Haoyun's egg teng's expression became more and more obvious, "Huh ... why did he come a step late?"
Hesitating for a moment, he said bitterly, "I just annoyed the Fourth Uncle a moment ago, and he will not listen to anything else, and it will be counterproductive ... The temper of his man is actually quite awkward."
When Tang Wenji heard this, he became more and more anxious. "This is your treasure, just taken away?"
Zhuang Haoyun ’s face was really ugly, he shook his head in distress, "My bankruptcy ... Alas, I can only say hello to others. After a while, I will talk to my fourth uncle, at least I have to wait for him. Get angry. "
Tang Wenji looked at him sarcastically, "In the beginning, I stole my Maoshan ancestral card, you said that you also started it, I really didn't expect you to be so timid."
Is it the same thing as robbing someone else's house? Zhuang Haoyun rolled his eyes helplessly, "The problem is my fourth uncle, even if he doesn't sell me face, he is still the fourth uncle, could I still kill him?"
"You can ask me to shoot," Tang Wenji slapped his chest and spoke proudly. "It's not about bragging with you, these two scum, I will get it in minutes ... let them fall into the valley or be hit by big rocks, it's not a problem. , It depends on what you mean. "
It was getting dark, and the two weak chickens had to walk a long way in the dark.
Zhuang Haoyun hesitated, or shook his head, "Forget it, who made us come late?"
He was more reckless in doing things, but there were still some bottom lines. The last time he hired someone to steal Maoshan Zu brand was to heal his son and he had to do it. This time he just wanted his son to be a teacher.
Of course, he will not give up lightly, "Let's take a look at it first, maybe there is something good ..."
But it is a pity that in the cave ... there is really nothing that Feng Jun can see.
He looked closely at the stone house full of broken stones.
The stone house is not like a cave. It is cleanly cleaned and still contains a lot of broken stones, but Feng Jun has felt it for a long time, and really did not feel the sigh of the broken stone lock.
The two missing pieces on the stone lock are doomed to be found here.
Seeing Feng Jun's disappointed look, Zhuang Haoyun suggested, "If not, first rest in the cave for one night, and look around in the early morning tomorrow, how do you think?"
Feng Jun began to ponder, but Tang Wenji was so worried about the stone lamp, "Where will that stone lamp go one night after rest? You have to know that there is no signal on the mobile phone here, and you can't even notify the Zhuang family."
"If you really want to be notified, it's okay," Zhuang Haoyun walked to a chair. When the probe touched it under the chair, he found a telephone landline and plugged it in.
If not to say that the dealer runs this place, it is really hard work, actually pulled a telephone line alone to communicate with the outside world.
He didn't want to expose too much before, but now he can't care much.
This phone is the bank's internal phone, he directly dialed his wife, and ordered some.
Zhuang Haoyun didn't ask others to stop the fourth uncle, but asked his wife to inform the third grandpa that he had met Professor Lian of the Health Care Association. Even the professor liked the cave of the Zhuang family. The fourth uncle also loaned a stone bowl to Professor Lian for research.
Zhuang Haoyun ’s wife is also very alert and asked, "Is that stone bowl important?"
However, Zhuang Haoyun knew that his wife was too pitiful to tell her the truth, otherwise she might not be able to do anything else.
He just vaguely stated that no matter whether it is important or not, the fourth uncle wants to borrow it, and it is also for the benefit of the grandfather. This is supported by me, but that is the dealer ’s thing. I do n’t even see it. Since I saw it, just I hope the fourth uncle remember to take it back.
His words were tactful, but the meaning of the expression was also expressed.
Feng Jun then decided: stay for one night.
He didn't go out to chase Professor Lien and Uncle Zhuang, but he didn't notice that the two of them took the mountain road about ten miles while Tianguang was still away. When it was dark, a young man walked out beside him.
The young man was Professor Lian ’s assistant and a master of mind boxing. The reason why he stopped here was because Uncle Zhuang did not want him to know where the Zhuang family ’s cave is.
When Feng Jun came over, the young people saw that they were far away-there was basically no fixed road to the cave, and the direction was roughly the same, so the paths of the two people were not very consistent.
In other words, if Tang Wenji really chased down and killed the killer, as a result, Uncle Zhuang and Professor Lian, the existence of this young man, would also cause her and Feng Jun to carry a considerable suspicion.
Professor Lian has someone to answer, which is needless to say. Early in the morning, Feng Jun stopped meditating and walked out of the cave to take a look and feel if there was anything good around him.
Unfortunately, there is really nothing good, not even the breath of the ground.
What Feng Jun thought was that if he couldn't do it, he would try to pull the ground here, and it wouldn't be in vain-he had already tried it once in the king's house, and he already had a bit of a taste for it.
Unexpectedly, there is nothing here. It might as well be the mountain he contracted in Chaoyang.
It can be seen that these sayings of Dongtianfudi still have a lot of truth. The thing of the earth's veins is really inexplicable. Even the famous Mongolian bookmakers may not be able to build the secret caves in the places where the veins are rich.
In short, this trip was a white run, and Feng Jun's heart was a little bit uneasy, so at 6:10, he grabbed Zhuang Haoyun in one hand and Tang Wenji in the other, and ran down the mountain smoky.
If you fly in the sky, the speed will be faster, but it is too aura, and it is much easier to hold two people and run.
In fact, Tang Wenji is already a mid-level martial artist. If he runs on the ground alone ~ EbookFREE.me ~ doesn't need much effort from him, but Zhuang Haoyun is heavy and spends a lot of his energy.
But even so, the mountain road of about thirty miles, even in many places where there is no road, only took Feng Jun more than forty minutes and ran to the dealer's yard, just after seven o'clock.
This speed can already be regarded as a world record.
When Zhuang Haoyun entered the yard, he was directly exhausted and slumped into a chair. He was no longer a little bit of energy. Although he was caught by Feng Jun and ran, his two legs followed, and it took a little effort.
His wife and Zhuang Zesheng had also gotten up, and when they saw it, they prepared breakfast for them.
The breakfast in Pingyang Xiaoshan Village 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 noble guest, and the dealer has made another plate of scrambled eggs.
As for meat dishes? This is not true. For thousands of years, the breakfast in the village has been like this. Zhuang Haoyun is rich again, and he is also in the hometown. Bacon and the like do not exist.
Feng Jun was a little hungry all morning. After eating seven or eight sticks of fried dough sticks, Xiaomi porridge also drank two bowls of water. The amount of food was quite amazing.
Zhuang Zesheng saw this scene in his eyes, and his heart tickled more and more. He took advantage of others' inattention and walked to Feng Jun, quietly asking, "Master Feng, that stone bowl ... is it really important?"
Feng Jun gave him a surprised look, nodded in a deep voice, "Anyway, it is definitely a good thing."
Zhuang Zesheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, "If I can get it, can you teach me the most powerful skills?"
Neither father nor son is a fuel-efficient lamp! Feng Jun pondered and said, "This ... don't mess up, listen to your dad."
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