Along the way, Liang Chen sat quietly on the back seat, silent, the fat man glanced in the rearview mirror from time to time, and finally couldn't help asking: "Liang Zi, what's wrong with you? When I was in Lishan, I didn't see you have this kind of expression, are you sick? Why are you sweating on your forehead?"

"Don't be verbose, hurry up and drive back!"

Liang Chen glared at the fat man angrily, immediately took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and then turned around and asked the fat man tentatively: "Fatty, do you think a human skin is a treasure?"

"Ah, Liangzi, you, don't joke!"

The fat man almost stepped on the brakes, but quickly came back to his senses: "Who would treat human skin as a treasure? Isn't this a perversion? But I have heard some legends that in ancient times there were treasure maps that were tattooed on people's bodies, and when people died, the treasure maps would be dug up and made into human skin scrolls." But, but after all, these are just legends, legends, hehe! If there really are any human skin scrolls in this world, it would be a strange thing! I don't believe in such bizarre legends anyway. ”

After hesitating for a moment, the fat man immediately reacted: "No, Liangzi, why are you asking me this decently?"

Liang Chen smiled bitterly, but he didn't answer, but turned his head to look out of the car window, the bright sunshine shining on the land of Chongqing.

Half an hour later, the car drove into the Blue Heart Villa area.

Entering the door, Liang Chen jumped directly from the car, went straight to the living room door, entered the living room, Liang Chen did not hesitate, rushed directly into the study, and then, closed the door of the study heavily, and locked it. This series of actions was completed almost in ten seconds, when Liang Chen sat in front of the desk, he couldn't help but exhale a deep breath, and after a while, he immediately took out the small sandalwood box he was carrying in his arms and placed it neatly on the table.

Looking at the sandalwood box in front of him, Liang Chen consciously seemed to be in a dream, turned his head and glanced at the direction of the door outside the study, if the fat man saw the human skin scroll inside at this time, I don't know how he would feel?

Why does it have to be human skin? Couldn't something else carry this dragon vein diagram?

Liang Chen hesitated for a long time, and finally stretched out his hands and picked up the human skin scroll again, this human skin scroll was still smooth and delicate when touched, as if it was the skin on a living person, which had just been picked off. Swallowing his saliva vigorously, Liang Chen tried his best to shift his attention from the human skin to the top of the dragon vein diagram.

After looking at it carefully for a while, this exquisite dragon vein diagram has marked almost every detail of the dragon vein, and according to the annotation on the dragon vein diagram, it is not difficult to see that this supreme true dragon vein is actually constantly changing and moving, although the difference between changes and movements is very subtle, but this law seems to be being made the latest mark by every holder. Especially a poem in the upper left corner made Liang Chen very puzzled.

"Qinling Hengduan Mountain, see dusk the next day;

Muttering this poem, Liang Chen frowned slightly: "What does this mean? Could it be that you are telling me the specific location of the dragon vein?" Thinking of this, Liang Chen couldn't help but shake, but soon, he carefully studied it over and over again, "Well, at least it is certain that the hiding place of this dragon vein is in the Qinling Mountains, but it is a pity that the Qinling Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, how can we find the supreme and noble imperial dragon veins in such a large mountain range?"

After carefully studying the human skin scroll for a long time, it didn't seem to have any clues, Liang Chen stood up with a frown, and secretly smiled bitterly and said: "No wonder Zhang Lao has studied all his life and never really went to the Qinling Mountains, maybe he can't determine the specific location of the emperor's dragon vein, but once he starts to act, it is too difficult not to be discovered by other people in the feng shui circle, so Zhang Lao would rather suffer the torture of the three evils of feng shui to death than take action before he is absolutely sure!"

The cigarette butt suddenly burned his fingers, Liang Chen reflexively snuffed out the cigarette butt, and then lit another cigarette.

Slowly came to the sofa and sat down, just sat down, the door of the study was suddenly knocked by the fat man, soon, the fat man seemed to have found the key to open the door, and opened the door of the study, the probe glanced at Liang Chen, and asked in astonishment: "Liang Zi, you just came back and locked yourself in the study for so long, what happened?"

Liang Chen thought about it and slightly motioned to the fat man to look in the direction of the desk, but when the fat man saw a human skin placed on the desk, he immediately took three or five steps back, and almost sat down on the ground with his butt collapsed...... "...... Is there really a fucking human skin scroll? This is not a legend, it's actually true! There really are people in the world who have such a thing as a skin scroll! But how did this human skin scroll survive? How many years has it been placed? Why hasn't it rotted?!"

Saying that, the fat man couldn't help but walk to the desk, looked at the human skin on it with a surprised face, and finally didn't dare to stretch out his hand to caress it, and decisively raised his head to look at Liang Chen: "Liang Zi, you, where did you get it from?"

"This is a relic left to me by Zhang Lao, although I don't know how this human skin was preserved, but what I can tell you is that on this human skin, there is a dragon vein map of the imperial dragon vein!"

Liang Chen stared at the fat man tightly, especially the last few words, which he said almost word by word.

The fat man opened his mouth, didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and finally shrunk his neck vigorously: "Imperial Dragon Vein? Liang Zi! Haven't you been looking for the Imperial Dragon Vein? Since this human skin scroll records the exact location of the Imperial Dragon Vein, that's really good! Liang Zi, you can change your fate, you always say that your life is broken, now it's okay, when we find the Imperial Dragon Vein, you bury your uncle and aunt's golden pagoda in it, and you will inherit the Imperial Dragon Qi in the future!"

"Without further ado, we'll go find that Imperial Dragon Vein now!"

The fat man immediately urged.

"No, we can't go anywhere now, let alone look for this Imperial Dragon Vein, at least, it's not the right time!"

Liang Chen waved his hand, suppressing the fat man's anxious mood: "Once we set out to find the imperial dragon vein, presumably in the world, those masters in the feng shui world will definitely flock to it, and even if we find the imperial dragon vein, whether we can get it or not is still unknown! We not only want to hide everyone's ears and eyes, but also really be able to find the imperial dragon vein, otherwise, this human skin scroll may cause monstrous waves in the entire feng shui world!"

"So, we need a very detailed plan, but before this plan begins, this mess in Yudu must be sorted out. Especially what Elder Zhang entrusted, I must help him complete it, otherwise, we will be ashamed of this dragon vein diagram!"

After Liang Chen finished speaking, he lightly knocked on the cigarette ash, hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth: "Before Zhang Lao was born, he had a son, and now he is ten years old, and Zhang Lao's son has always been held in the palm of Wang Bingkun's hand, so Zhang Lao was forced to obey Wang Bingkun in everything. Until this incident, in order to keep his blood and flesh, and he didn't want to damage the feng shui circle of Yudu, Zhang Lao chose to pass away!"

"Zhang Lao actually has a son, but he ...... He must have been seventy or eighty years old when he died, right? So after all, isn't he a child who only has to be fifty or sixty years old? Hehe! Speaking of which, Zhang Lao is really old and strong, and he has quietly come to have a son in his old age, but unfortunately, he is not blessed to enjoy the joy of family, let alone see his children and grandchildren under his knees!"

The fat man also sighed: "No wonder such a big man is dead when he says he is dead, and he dares to be dragged by Wang Bingkun's pigtails, trapped in it, and unable to extricate himself." ”

"Yes, although Zhang Lao was not killed by Wang Bingkun himself, he was indirectly killed by Wang Bingkun. Also, Zhang Lao's still living child is also in Wang Bingkun's hands, if Wang Bingkun knows that Zhang Lao is dead, then ......"

"Then his children, I'm afraid there will be no use value, Liang Zi, wouldn't Wang Bingkun cut the grass and eradicate the roots?!"

"I can't rule it out!"

Liang Chen replied, and then said: "Fatty, our plan must be re-negotiated, this time we not only want to bring down that Wang Bingkun, but more importantly, we can't let Zhang Lao's death be worthless!"

The fat man nodded heavily: "I understand! But where was Zhang Lao's child imprisoned by Wang Bingkun? If we can't find the north at all, how can we save Zhang Lao's child from escaping? Also, even if we reformulate our plan, it will become difficult now, and if we fight Wang Bingkun in the future, we have to take into account the life and death of that child!"

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Zhang Lao's young son still has a value of use in the hands of Wang Bingkun. ”

Liang Chen thought about it calmly, and after a long time, he suddenly raised his head: "You immediately find someone to release the news, just say ......" The last few words, Liang Chen almost said in a voice that only he and the fat man could hear.

Hearing this, the fat man frowned: "Liang Zi, can this method work? What if Wang Bingkun's dog jumps off the wall in a hurry?"

"Hehe! Even if the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, there must always be a wall first, and Zhang Lao's young son is the last wall in front of Wang Bingkun!"

After Liang Chen finished speaking, he casually snuffed out the cigarette butt.

The Grand Palace.

Wang Bingkun stood up from the sofa in a huddle, but when he saw Yang Xinchuan on the other side with a serious expression, he couldn't help but ask in a deep voice: "What you said is true?"

Liang Chen said that he wanted to fulfill his last wish for Zhang Jingxuan and help Zhang Jingxuan find his young son. If anyone harbors Zhang Jingxuan's young son, he will die endlessly! Although the current rumors have not locked the spearhead on you, Boss Wang, isn't this matter obvious? Zhang Jingxuan would rather die than go against you, Boss Wang, and with a little brain, you can think that Zhang Jingxuan's young son is in your hands!"

After Yang Xinchuan finished speaking, he nodded very seriously.

"Fart!"

Wang Bingkun immediately shouted angrily.