When Wen Jun and Zhou Xiaolei calmed down, Xie Dakui said unhurriedly: "When they pried open the secret room, they didn't find gold, silver and jewelry, but only some calligraphy and paintings. ”

Zhou Xiaolei was surprised: "Gao Zhentian doesn't love money? ”

Wen Jun snorted coldly, and said secretly, although the master has not drunk much ink in his life, he seems to be a martial artist, but his scheming and strategy are not inferior to those of a scholar who is full of wealth. He was a good chess player, and he had already hidden those treasures in a secret place.

Xie Dakui didn't rush to answer her question, and said to himself: "The Yangtze River Gang was one of the first gangsters to rob Gao Zhentian's treasures, and they grabbed a calligraphy and painting called 'Jishan Travel Map'. After the various sects and factions had sacked it, they were still angry, and they set fire to the palace on the mountain. At this point, the holy land of martial arts, Ji Mountain, no longer exists. ”

At this time, the trace of hatred lurking in Wen Jun's heart, like a poisonous snake after being stung, slowly woke up. Wen Jun saw that the signs were wrong, and hurriedly recited the mantra of "Dragon Slaying Formula", allowing himself to enter the situation of "the void is clear, and the things and I are forgotten".

Slowly, the flame that was about to stir in my heart was contained. Even so, in front of his eyes, a sea of red fire was conjured. He seemed to hear the "beep" of burning trees, the rush of the beasts at the end of their rope......

Xie Dakui sighed, shook his head and said: "Since then, the martial arts have no leader, and the underworld has taken the opportunity to become bigger and stronger, robbing homes and houses, and doing all kinds of evil. For a time, there were no quiet days in the rivers and lakes. Hey, what a sin! If Gao Zhentian has knowledge under the spring, I don't know whether he should regret it or not? ”

"In a blink of an eye, decades later, it suddenly rumored in the rivers and lakes that Gao Zhentian had hidden the gold and silver jewelry he had searched, and the address of the treasure was on the calligraphy and painting called 'Jishan Travel Map'. It was really a stone that stirred up a thousand waves, and the martial arts set off a burst of blood. First of all, the Yangtze River Gang was unlucky, hundreds of people up and down were all slaughtered overnight, floating corpses all over the river, and blood stained the ten miles of river water. ”

Zhou Xiaolei bit her lip, gloomy with a peach blossom-like face, and she didn't seem to be able to bear to listen to it anymore.

"The leader of the Yangtze River Gang is called Liu Yuding, and when he was dying, he wrote the words 'King of Murderers' in blood."

Zhou Xiaolei suddenly interjected: "Killer King? Could it be that he is hinting that the murderer of the Yangtze River Gang is surnamed Wang? ”

Xie Dakui said: "That's what it means. ”

Zhou Xiaolei frowned and said, "Why didn't he finish the words?" ”

Xie Dakui sighed: "Maybe he did it on purpose; Maybe he died of anger before he could finish writing; Maybe there was more than one murderer of the Yangtze River Gang......"

Zhou Xiaolei's brows frowned even tighter, and she said urgently: "Intentionally? What do you mean by that? ”

Xie Dakui sighed again and said, "It is said that Liu Yuding is extremely vindictive and scheming. Maybe he came up with this method when he was desperate to take revenge on the entire martial arts world. ”

Zhou Xiaolei gritted her teeth and said, "If that's the case, it's terrible." ”

Xie Dakui paused, and then said: "The one who can wipe out the Yangtze River Gang overnight is definitely the work of a powerful gang. As a result, everyone's eyes were locked on the gangs whose leaders and leaders were surnamed Wang. Under the careful count, there are as many as six or seven, such as Wang Zhongyu, the head of the Hengshan faction, Wang Junjie, the head of the Yanshan faction, Wang Dayou, the leader of the beggar gang, Wang Songhe, the head of the Qingcheng faction, and Wang Renlun, the leader of the Diancang faction......"

Zhou Xiaolei said in a trembling voice: "What is the result?" ”

Xie Dakui said: "The results speak for themselves, these gangs have been slaughtered one after another, the head of the gang and the gang leader have all died in Huangquan, and the disciples have either been slaughtered or mysteriously disappeared. Since then, people in the rivers and lakes have been talking about the 'king' and not daring to say that their surname is Wang. It's really sad and lamentable. ”

Zhou Xiaolei frowned and said in a deep voice: "Who killed the Yangtze River Gang?" What about the 'Jishan Travel Map'? In whose hands did it end up? ”

Xie Dakui said helplessly: "You ask me, who do I ask?" ”

Zhou Xiaolei lost her voice and said: "The 'Jishan Travel Map' is missing? ”

Xie Dakui shook his head and said: "The 'Jishan Travel Map' will never be missing, it must have been hidden by someone." ”

Zhou Xiaolei nodded and said, "Also, who is not afraid of killing again?" ”

Xie Dakui said again: "Although there is no exact news of the 'Jishan Travel Map', everyone secretly guessed and guessed, and finally decided that it was most likely that the Taihu Lake Gang had arrived here." ”

Zhou Xiaolei raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? ”

Xie Dakui said: "The leader of the Taihu Gang is called Mu Hongvulture, this person is extremely ugly, his face is like a vulture, his methods are vicious, his kung fu is natural, and he has beaten all the invincible opponents of the underworld with one hand's 'One Hundred and Eight Arhat Boxing'. He led the Taihu Gang in all of the above massacres. ”

Zhou Xiaolei nodded and said, "What happened later?" ”

Xie Dakui shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, "There is no later." ”

Zhou Xiaolei was stunned and said, "How did you find the 'Jishan Travel Map'?" ”

Xie Dakui smiled bitterly: "I was forced by Uncle Niu to come up with this trick." I thought that since there is such a rumor, it will definitely not be groundless, so why not try your luck? ”

Zhou Xiaolei blinked her eyes and said jokingly: "Then you took the disciples of the Hengshan faction to dig the ancestral grave of the Taihu Gang, and then you really found the 'Jishan Travel Map'?" ”

Xie Dakui smiled: "Completely correct. ”

With a "pop", Zhou Xiaolei suddenly gave him a burst of chestnuts on his forehead! scolded: "Xie Dakui, who are you fooling? Is it only you Xie Dakui who knows this rumor? It's really so easy to find, is it your turn? ”

Xie Dakui touched his forehead, sighed, and said with a sneer: "Grandma, having said that, it is not as easy as you say, I don't know how many twists and turns the process in this issue has gone through." ”

Zhou Xiaolei wrenched her face and said, "Don't talk nonsense, come it bit by bit." ”

Xie Dakui said with a bitter face: "If you knew the location of the tomb group of the Taihu Gang leader, you wouldn't be so easy. ”

Zhou Xiaolei raised her eyebrows and let out a soft "oh".

Xie Dakui said: "The Taihu Gang got their name from the fact that they were founded on an island in the middle of the lake, and they worship the god of water. So the way they are buried after death is also very special. ”

Zhou Xiaolei listened quietly, without even blinking her eyebrows.

Xie Dakui said: "The Taihu Gang has a rule, if a disciple dies, he will sink his body to the bottom of the lake to feed the water god; If the leader of the gang dies, he must be buried at the bottom of the lake. ”

Zhou Xiaolei's eyes widened, and she was stunned: "There is still this rule?" ”

Xie Dakui smiled bitterly: "If you want to dig up the graves of their ancestors, you must first determine the specific location of the grave group, and also determine that the 'Jishan Travel Map' is buried in that tomb. ”