Chapter 116: Xiuzhen's Little Japan

Sang Zhiheng quietly hid behind a very thick plane tree, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave.

When he was hiding underground with the Earth Escape Technique, he had already vaguely seen someone at the door, and he guessed that it might be the four Japanese who entered.

The four Japanese had been looking for something around here, and thinking of that document, Sang Zhiheng felt that these four people were not good people.

It's a pity that I came in a hurry this time, and I came using the earth escape technique, otherwise, I would have rushed in with eight huge chickens and could have blocked these four people inside.

On second thought, though, it might not be easy.

There were two people at the door, and then the other two people might have gone inside.

You must know that if you don't cultivate, if you go to a place where the aura is too full, your life will be in danger.

Inside the cave, you can't go far, but it's a third-level aura space that can make a breathtaking sound, and further inside, there is a fourth-level aura space that can freeze people into popsicles, and then through an iron door, it's a small, extremely suffocating fifth-level aura space.

Could it be that the two people who walked in were also cultivators?

For a while, Sang Zhiheng thought that he was the only cultivator on this planet. However, since he followed Song Tao to a Yin-Yang bar a few nights ago, he knew that there were still some cultivators in this world.

Thinking of this, Sang Zhiheng said: It's better to be careful, in case the other party is also a cultivator, and if he also comprehends a high-level killing spell, he will be finished.

I don't know how, although I have comprehended a thunder spell, but I can't use it in this earth world.

Otherwise, let alone four people, even forty people, and they don't care about themselves.

However, in the face of an equally high-level cultivator, he had to be a little more careful.

If you can comprehend the spell yourself, maybe someone else will already comprehend the spell.

If you pounce on your eight chickens, the other party will burst out with a fire and burn your own chickens into roast chickens, but it will be a tragedy.

Therefore, Sang Zhiheng decided that he should take a look carefully in secret.

Late at night, there was a bright moon hanging in the sky, and through the mottled shadows of the trees, the moonlight sprinkled on the ground, black.

There was no wind, there was silence all around, and the sound of a leaf falling on the ground could be heard clearly.

Now, Sang Zhiheng is only about twenty meters away from the entrance of the cave, and the words of the two people in the cave who are talking in a low voice can be heard clearly, but the other party is speaking Japanese, and he can't understand what it means at all.

I don't know when the gang discovered this cave, or how long they've been in it.

Originally, tonight, Sang Zhiheng planned to go to the fifth-level aura space inside to practice, and it seemed that his plan had come to naught.

Sang Zhiheng hid behind the plane tree and waited for more than four hours, and at this time, it was already half past one in the morning.

Lying behind the plane tree, he felt a little sleepy.

Suddenly, just as his upper and lower eyelids were fighting, a rapid running sound came out of the cave.

Then the four Japanese devils hurried out of the cave and stood outside the cave entrance, arguing and arguing.

Not being able to understand what others are saying is a very painful thing.

I could only infer what they discussed from each other's expressions, and I could see that the faces of the four people were very anxious.

It seems that they didn't find what they were looking for.

After discussing it, the four of them split up and searched for clues on the ground.

They collected a lot of things from the ground, but Sang Zhiheng couldn't see what these four people had collected.

Suddenly, one of the four came to his side.

Judging by the timbre of the four people when they were discussing just now, Sang Zhiheng knew that the person who walked towards him should be one of the two people who went to explore the cave.

Sang Zhiheng held his breath, and when the person came close enough, he suddenly quietly released his divine sense, intending to secretly take a look at the other party's cultivation.

The little Japanese man bent over, carefully searching for clues on the ground.

Sang Zhiheng's divine sense quietly came to his side, and then carefully entered the opponent's dantian chaos sea.

I saw that in the middle of the other party's dantian, a child whose head was bigger than his natal primordial infant was sitting there cross-legged, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Coldly, the other party's natal primordial infant suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Sang Zhiheng's divine sense.

Sang Zhiheng was startled and hurriedly withdrew his divine sense.

Looking at the little Japan again, he was stunned for a moment, then he took a few steps forward, and then turned back.

Just now, that little Japan was actually less than five steps away from him.

The little Japan just now seems to be the little leader of these four people.

When he walked back, he beckoned to the other three.

And, this time, he spoke in Chinese.

"Ono-kun, ghost this-kun, riverside-kun, don't look for it!"

The other three people hurried over.

"Your Excellency Abe, why didn't you check it?"

"And, Your Excellency Abe, why did you start speaking Chinese again?"

"Damn, stupid Shina, it must be some stupid Shina who took the Sumeru ring."

Sang Zhiheng frowned, now he could understand what they were saying, but the question was, why did they suddenly change their words to Chinese?

The one named Abe, did he discover himself?

However, Sang Zhiheng was not afraid.

It's a big deal, I ran away with a soil escape technique, what are you afraid of?

The one called Abe has half-long hair, a very long face, a somewhat obscene appearance, and a height of about 1.7 meters.

However, he turned out to be a cultivator with a higher cultivation level than himself, so he shouldn't act rashly.

Abe shook his head helplessly and said, "Hey, a division's equipment has been lost!" What's even more a pity is that the Sumeru ring is also missing! I guess it must have been some of the troublemakers who secretly stole the Sumeru ring. We try not to speak our native language now, we speak China now! ”

A round-headed man muttered, "There is no one here, so why do we say it?" ”

"Ono-kun, this is Shina after all, let's be careful not to reveal our identities."

Then, Abe looked at the other two hairy young men and said, "Hell, by the river, let's go!" ”

"Your Excellency Abe, we have been looking in this mountain forest for six months before we found this cave, can we just leave?"

"Your Excellency Abe, it must be the ghost of the Chinese man, we must find that person out and kill him!"

Abe glared at the two hairy young men and said, "Nonsense, Your Excellency's purpose in bringing us here is not to kill people, but to find what was put here seventy years ago!" Since the things here are gone, let's go somewhere else first! Within the confines of Qilu Province, there are seventeen mysterious caves where munitions are stored, and we must find out all of them! ”

As he spoke, Abe walked in the direction of the road.

Hey, it's weird, the meticulous end of the search of those four people just now, it doesn't seem like they want to give up casually, why do you just leave now?

Sang Zhiheng quietly went underground, and then followed the four people to the side of the road.

In the end, Sang Zhiheng saw that the four people got into a car with a license plate of Lu SGM786 and left.

Sang Zhiheng said that as long as you know the license plate number, it will be much easier to track people in the next step.

Calculating the time, and then looking at his remaining spirit yuan, Sang Zhiheng returned home.

After returning home, on the same day, Sang Zhiheng hurriedly went to the vehicle management office.

He had a friend from the DMV, and after Sang Zhiheng found him, he asked him to help check all the information of Charu SGM786.

It turned out that the owner of this license plate number was a man named An Guangnan, whose family lived in Xiaoma Village, Zhaizi Township, Gangcheng County.

At this time, Sang Zhiheng suddenly remembered that two of the employees in his Taizi orchard were from Xiaoma Village.

So, Sang Zhiheng immediately called his brother-in-law, asked him to drive the car, and took him to Xiaoma Village to visit the old hired workers.

Your orchard is about to start the harvest season, and it's time to give the hired workers who are responsible for picking the fruit a notice and start work.

Then, soon, Wei Youliang came in his own Grand Cherokee.

Looking at Sang Zhiheng, Wei Youliang asked with a smile: "Zhiheng, what's the matter, you still personally went out to visit the old employees?" ”

Originally, Wei Youliang had always been running to visit the old employees, give some small gifts, and then notify the time to start picking fruits by the way.

However, Sang Zhiheng's sudden plan to do this did surprise Wei Youliang.

Half an hour later, Sang Zhiheng and Wei Youliang came to Xiaoma Village, Zhaizi Township.

Of course, Sang Zhiheng's purpose in coming to Xiaoma Village is not as simple as visiting old employees. He mainly wanted to find out if there was a person named An Guangnan in this village.

When I came to the employee's house, I inquired, and sure enough, there was indeed a person named An Guangnan in this village.

And, coincidentally, in his employee's home, there was a photo of An Guangnan's group photo.

Sang Zhiheng was startled when he saw it.

Judging from the photo, the person I saw at the entrance of the cave was the person in the photo!

After understanding with his own employees, this An Guangnan is an authentic citizen of Xiaoma Village.

He moved from his grandfather's generation, and no one can say where he moved from.

Sang Zhiheng wanted to meet An Guangnan, but his employees told him that An Guangnan was usually not in the village, but went to work far away.

Moreover, the employee told himself that An Guangnan's family seemed to be wealthy, but the family was a little withdrawn and rarely interacted with other villagers.

At this time, Sang Zhiheng had a rough inference.

At the end of World War II, An Guangnan's grandfather settled in the village of Shoma. Then later, there was An Guangnan's father, and then later, there was An Guangnan.