The stone wall made a dull sound, and slowly moved to the right five feet square, revealing a bright doorway, which was actually a paradise-like valley, and the road was neat from afar, the houses were like, and a few towering giant trees could be seen in the distance between the branches and leaves of the glazed corners, and there was an old man in a gray robe with goosebumps and crane hair standing next to the doorway, and there were two lines of tears on the face of the old dragon clock.

"Is he really dead?" The old man opened his mouth to ask, with a tremor in his voice, and even his beard was shaking as he spoke.

Zuo Ziyue nodded and said in a low voice: "Yes, Senior Brother Ren Li was cut off his hands and feet, and finally died of his injuries, and his body is now stored in a research institute in the capital, and it is said that an autopsy study will be conducted." ”

"Anatomical studies?" The wrinkles on the gray-robed old man's cheeks twitched violently a few times, and two points of light flashed in the old man's eyes that did not match his age, and he said in a cold voice: "Even if Xiao Lizi is evil in the world, now people are dead, as the saying goes, the body is dead, who is going to do such an insulting deed?" ”

Zuo Ziyue hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It was a high-ranking military official who proposed the autopsy, and Senior Brother Zuo's body is also together, I will find a way to bring the two senior brothers out for incineration and send the ashes back to the division." ”

The gray-robed old man nodded and said, "Come in, take you to the door master." ”

Zuo Ziyue made a gesture respectfully, walked into the door hole quickly, and walked towards the valley under the leadership of the gray-robed old man, and the stone door behind him slowly closed.

The gray-robed old man led Zuo Ziyue along the road paved with small stones and walked quickly, and soon came to the door of a palace-like building shaded by towering giant trees. ”

In the middle of the night, a deep male voice came from inside the palace gate: "Let him in." ”

Zuo Ziyue made a gesture to the gray-robed old man and slowly walked into the gate of the Vermilion Palace.

Here is a huge palace of thousands of square meters, the decoration inside is not luxurious, copper incense burner, old screen, wooden table, a few old wooden chairs, all kinds of porcelain...... There are many yellowed calligraphy and paintings hanging on the palace wall, no gold and jade, simple and restrained, if there are knowledgeable archaeologists or senior antique collectors who come here, they will be so excited that they can't sleep, because every item here is a fine antique, every calligraphy and painting on the wall is from the hands of ancient masters, just take a piece out at will and can be auctioned at a sky-high price, far more precious than what gold, silver, pearls and jade.

Behind the table sat a middle-aged man in a linen robe, with black hair and black beard, unkempt, looking the same age as Zuo Ziyue, who had just entered the door, he was holding a wolf hair and writing rice paper, and he didn't seem to see anyone coming in at all.

Zuo Ziyue took two steps forward, knelt down, and said respectfully: "Zuo Ziyue greets the master." ”

Call! With a stroke of the hand, the middle-aged man put down the wolf's hair, reached out and pinched the rice paper on the table and shook it gently, and said leisurely: "Get up and speak." ”

Zuo Ziyue stood up, made a gesture to the middle-aged man, and said in a low voice: "Master, Ren Li died, the people who were cut off by the Shenlong Golden Shield cut off their hands and feet and died, and Senior Brother Zuo Chong also died at the hands of the people of the Shenlong Golden Shield. ”

"Oh!" The middle-aged man asked calmly, "So the treasure map and the key have fallen into the hands of the Divine Dragon Golden Shield?" ”

Zuo Ziyue nodded and said, "That's right, both things are in the hands of the Divine Dragon Golden Shield, and the disciple will definitely do his best to get the things back." ”

The middle-aged man said unhurriedly: "If you have the ability to retrieve things, you won't come empty-handed this time, Ren Li and Zuo Chong should die, but they shouldn't die in the hands of others, understand?" ”

Zuo Ziyue's face changed slightly, and she quickly lowered her head and said softly: "The disciple found out that the deaths of Ren Li and Zuo Chong were related to a young man surnamed Ye, and I will find a way to avenge them." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Ren Li and Zuo Chong are both Heavenly Realm martial artists, it is not easy to kill them, let Elder Ren go with you to bring that young man surnamed Ye, remember, you have to live." ”

Zuo Ziyue nodded vigorously and said, "The disciple respectfully obeys the instructions of the master. ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "Very good, I will send someone to pick up the map and key, the time is not early, stay tonight, and leave early tomorrow morning, let's go!" ”

"Yes, the disciple is retiring." Zuo Ziyue answered, turned around and walked out of the palace of nourishing the heart, the middle-aged man spread a piece of rice paper again, and lifted the pen and book, if anyone saw what he wrote, he would be surprised, there were no words on the rice paper, and there were no pictures, only the five most basic strokes, point, horizontal, vertical, apostrophe, and pinch.

The strokes seem simple, but each stroke contains a kind of charm that ordinary people can't know, as long as you look at the rice paper full of strokes for a few seconds, you will feel a murderous aura like substance rushing towards you, making people feel cold and heartbroken.

Ji Ling stayed at Ye's house for one night, and left early the next morning, this trip to the coast was successful, made friends, and had a delicious meal of truffle noodles, he was the biggest winner.

Ye Fei sent Ji Ling to the airport, and when he parted, he received a small gift, a red jade ring, a man gave a man a ring, he felt awkward when he thought about it, and he put it in his pocket in a daze, and on the way back to Hailong Bay, he received a phone call, a phone call that surprised him.

A woman's cry came from the microphone, Ye Fei frowned and asked in a low voice, "Sister Shiman, didn't you call me to find someone to listen to you cry?" ”

Lin Shiman on the other end of the phone cried louder, Ye Fei could only park the car on the side of the road and quietly listen to the woman crying loudly, although he didn't contact Lin Shiman for a long time, he couldn't bear to hang up the phone, thinking that when he was poor, this amorous big sister did give him a lot of help, and if the other party needed help, he would definitely spare no effort.

After a long time, the crying finally stopped, and Lin Shiman choked up and said, "Yezi, can you come to the Thorn Bird Bar?" ”

Ye Fei said in a low voice, "Okay, I'll come right away." After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone and drove straight to the Thorn Bird Bar.

A fire burned down the Thorn Bird Bar, now the fire has been extinguished, the cause of the fire is still under investigation, all the qiē in the bar have been burned clean, Lin Shiman was rescued from the fire by A-Ying, she stared blankly at the scorched earth ruins in front of her, took out the phone and dialed a number, and then began to cry into the phone.

Lin Shiman's reason for calling Ye Fei is very simple, she wants to find a man to listen to her cry, the bar burned is not much loss for her, but this fire burned a part of her life, she is used to coming to the bar every day, drinking, listening to music, now that it is all burned by the fire, she is very sad, and the first time she thought of finding this little man to share.