There was no way, Fang Zheng had no choice but to raise his head to find the stall owner who was wandering around his home and asked, "Hey, I can't read the words written here!"

"If you don't understand it, it's right! This book is hundreds of years old, and the font on it is left by a long-lost race. I think this race is a mental art race, yes! It's a race with mind reading skills like you, I thought you were a relic of this race!" The stall owner was fiddling with the leaves of a pot of flowers in Fang Zheng's house, and when Fang Zheng asked, he turned back and said.

"Psychic Clan, do you mean that there used to be such a race, all of them could read minds, so how did they disappear?" Fang Zheng looked at the stall owner's expression in some surprise, and there was no sign of a lie above his expression.

Fang Zheng used the mind reading technique on the stall owner during his questioning, this matter was very important, and it was related to his further understanding of mind reading, so Fang Zheng secretly looked into the stall owner's eyes, and when their eyes were intertwined, Fang Zheng's mind reading technique played a role.

"This kid doesn't even know about the Mind Clan, did I think wrong at first? He got this ability by accident? This shouldn't be, it stands to reason that mind reading can only be possessed by people of this race, looking at ancient history, there has never been any record that people outside the mind art clan can use mind reading! Could it be that this kid deliberately tricked me!" The stall owner's inner thoughts were instantly received by Fang Zheng, and from here Fang Zheng also understood why the stall owner had always been entangled with him, it turned out that he had always thought that he was a descendant of the Xinshu clan.

What kind of race is this Mind Clan, and where did the stall owner get this information? Why is he so interested in the Mind Clan? Fang Zheng instantly had such a few questions in his mind, but unfortunately after the mind reading technique only explored this part of the content, he could not find any other news.

Fang Zheng didn't dare to try to explore the deepest primitive secret of the stall owner's heart at this time, although Fang Zheng had the battery that he could use, Fang Zheng would not easily use it unless he had to.

"How do I know this, you and I are living in this era, many secrets are buried in the dust of history, and it is not easy to find this ancient book. Where to find the records of the Mind Shu Clan, isn't it as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack!"

If Fang Zheng hadn't secretly used mind-reading to probe the stall owner, he might have been perfunctory by the stall owner's words. But Fang Zheng didn't want to expose the stall owner yet, so he continued to ask according to the question just now: "Then isn't this for nothing, I don't know a word of the content of the book, and there is no difference between getting it and not having it." I see you'd better take the book away. It's useless to stay with me!"

Fang Zheng is retreating to force the stall owner to comply, this old fox has no truth in his mouth, obviously he has already revealed the affairs of the Xinshu clan to Fang Zheng before, but now he is saying it so casually, it seems that he is also increasing his bargaining chips again.

Fang Zheng will not be easily fooled by him, the things recorded in this book may not be important to him, but Fang Zheng thinks that since the stall owner has found himself, he must have something for himself. And this request may have something to do with this long-lost psychic clan!

"No, you and I don't know the font on it, but there is someone he knows! I came here to find you this time just to let you go with me to meet him!"

"He, who is he?" Fang Zheng didn't understand why someone suddenly appeared again, and immediately wanted to ask about the identity of this person.

The stall owner shook his head mysteriously and said, "I can't say, when you see him, you will know what you want to know!"

Can't say? This is really strange, this stall owner may just be an errand runner? Will the person who really noticed him be the person the stall owner said he said? Fang Zheng hesitated a little, he understood that once he agreed to the stall owner, he might be involved in something he didn't expect, and what was involved in this, Fang Zheng couldn't say.

"It's okay if you don't say it now, but you have to tell me where you're going, right? I can tell you in advance, I've been a little tight lately, and I can't go to places that are too far away!" Fang Zheng thought about it, and felt that even if the stall owner didn't explain the origin of this person, it would be better to ask the place himself to make further guesses, and it was best to use mind reading in his own questioning, so that the stall owner's inner thoughts could reveal to him again what he wanted to know.

But this time Fang Zheng thought wrongly, he quietly returned to the stall owner's mind reading technique to no avail! The stall owner's heart was now blank, and Fang Zheng didn't even get any news!

"I know you've been using mind reading on me!, but the human mind is controlled by me, and it's unlikely that you will be able to see what he doesn't want you to get!"

Being exposed so nakedly that he used mind reading made Fang Zheng's somewhat embarrassed old face red. Unexpectedly, the stall owner could see that he was using mind reading to detect himself, which also shows that the stall owner has a certain understanding of mind reading.

Things are more and more so that Fang Zheng aroused a strong curiosity, this stall owner must be hiding a shocking secret behind him, seeing the stall owner so confident, he probably has enough understanding of mind reading before he finds himself, so after seeing himself, he will be so quick to insist that he can read minds!

After Fang Zheng figured out the problem that he had been unclear in his heart, he said: "Since you know so much about mind reading, I will trust you for a while." Can you tell me where we're going now?"

"South!" the stall owner just said these two words to Fang Zheng.

"You mean to say that the origin of the Mind Art Clan is in the south?" Fang Zheng asked suspiciously.

"I didn't say that, going to the south is simply to meet that person, and as for the origin of mind reading, he will tell you!"

What the stall owner said made Fang Zheng not very happy, oh! I'm not sure if I can know about the mind art clan and mind reading?

"I mean, how much he has to tell you depends on his mood. It's just like you, how much control you have over mind reading to make this person willing to tell you something, it's really up to the two of you!" the stall owner seemed to see Fang Zheng's dissatisfaction, and hurriedly continued.

"It's pretty much the same, let me know in advance when the time is set, so I can prepare. By the way, there is also this book that I will put here as collateral for the time being!"