Qian Guoqiang?

Zhan Yang was stunned for a moment, extinguished the car fire, opened the door and got out of the car.

"Looking for a place to talk?" Qian Guoqiang walked step by step, the amazing momentum of his whole body was undoubtedly leaking, Zhan Yang took two steps back, and was shocked in his heart, this is the power of heaven, he once had it, and he will never admit his mistake.

"We don't have much to talk about." Zhan Yang refused.

"Nope." Qian Guoqiang narrowed his eyes, like a cunning fox, "You have always cared about the secret of the Buddha statue, I can tell you." ”

Zhan raised his eyebrows: "I'm not interested." ”

"I can't help it."

"What did you say?"

"I said you, I really want to know in my heart, but I pretend it's none of my business."

Zhan Yang silently: "The matter of the Divine Monarch is finally over, if the smoke of gunpowder rises again, there will be no peace." ”

"There is no day of peace in the world." Qian Guoqiang said very solemnly, "If it weren't for us people, how could ordinary people live a peaceful life." ”

Zhanyang looked up and looked at him deeply.

Qian Guoqiang explained: "We already know the secret of the underground of Chengling High School, I mixed in as a teacher, just to wait for the opportunity, who knows ......" Qian Guoqiang sighed: "Who expected you to appear, I had to wait and see." ”

"Get in the car!" Zhan Yang opened the door and got into the car and turned on the engine.

Qian Guoqiang was stunned for two seconds, opened the door and got into the car.

The car slammed out.

In the car, Qian Guoqiang asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Zhan Yang didn't speak, concentrated on driving, and half an hour later, the car left Nancheng and stopped in front of a big mountain in the suburbs.

Night has fallen.

"Get out of the car."

"What do you mean you brought me here?"

"It's not interesting." Zhan Yang took a step forward and turned to look at Qian Guoqiang, "I just think it's more convenient to talk in this place." ”

“……”

"Tell me something."

Qian Guoqiang was silent for a moment and said, "I belong to the Heavenly Dao Organization, and you already know this identity." ”

"That's right."

"Since that's the case, then I have nothing to hide, let's get straight to the point and talk about the Buddha statue."

"Nope." Zhan Yang waved his hand, "The matter of your concealing your identity is for the sake of Nancheng, I don't want to ask more, when we are fighting with the Divine Monarch in the dark, I don't care if you hide aside, but ...... Last time you went to Tonglingfang City to find me, the story and commission you told are true or not, you must explain this matter clearly. ”

"It's true."

"Huh?"

Qian Guoqiang shook his head and sighed: "I have been lurking in Chengling High School for many years, living in Nancheng, and I have long been accustomed to peaceful days, and I am even here to marry a wife and have children." Over the years, I have forgotten that I am a person in the Heavenly Dao, and if it weren't for them, maybe I would have lived like this forever. ”

"Did the Holy Demon Sect find you first, or did the Heavenly Dao find you first?"

"Holy Demon Gate, as for them, they only found me before the auction started."

Zhan Yang looked at him, his heart moved, and he was suddenly shocked: "You know that I am in Fang City, you are deliberately looking for me, you want to use me to get rid of the three demons." ”

"That's right." Qian Guoqiang said, "It's a pity, I didn't expect you to lose all your strength, let alone that the three demons would be shocked by you and retreat." ”

Zhan Yang sneered: "I didn't expect you to extend your black hand to ordinary people and sell your soul to the Holy Demon Gate, let alone that as a teacher, you would actually do such a thing." ”

"You know this, now, it's time to get down to business." Qian Guoqiang changed the topic, he didn't come to explain to Zhanyang, and there was no need for that. "I'm looking for you this time, just to tell you the secret of the Buddha statue, as for whether you can make a move, that's your business."

Zhanyang frowned: "What secret?" ”

This involves a secret of Buddhism, according to legend, there is a monk in Tibet, this monk in the Buddhahood, suddenly felt that there is a great demon about to be born, after the death of a golden body and a relic. Two years later, the disciples of the high monks took these two treasures and went to suppress the demons. Qian Guoqiang looked back at Zhanyang, "Although the demon was suppressed, the monk disciple died tragically, the golden body was sealed with the demon, and he fell into the royal family by coincidence, and was buried later." And that relic fell into the hands of Zen Buddhism. ”

"How do you know?"

"The Heavenly Dao Organization has gone through a long history, and the original secrets were participatory, so people in the organization participated, so they knew about it."

"Then why don't you go directly to the owner of the item?"

"You think they'll believe it?" Qian Guoqiang asked rhetorically.

Zhan Yang shook his head: "Not necessarily, if you can come up with so many weird treasures, can you be an ordinary person?" ”

Qian Guoqiang was silent: "The organization will investigate clearly." ”

Zhan Yang is silent, this is indeed a big problem, and now they are competing with each other, they must have taken a fancy to the internal demons, and if they fall into the hands of the bad guys, the consequences are unpredictable.

"That's the way it is, it's up to you how you choose." After Qian Guoqiang finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Zhanyang didn't stop him and let him go.

What to do?

To do it or not to care?

Judging by the current situation, this matter is very troublesome.

The Holy Demon Gate, the Heavenly Dao, the Qianmen and even the Buddhist Wisdom Zen Master have all taken action for the sake of the Buddha statue. Even Zhang Yan came.

These are only on the surface, but what about secretly?

Did the dark world intervene?

Who was the one who got the bronze coffin?

There is also Longhu Mountain......

Zhan Yang clearly saw that Ye Tianming's senior brother also came. This time, it can be said that all directions gathered.

It's even more complicated than the original battle with the Divine Monarch.

Do you need to bring Honka back to help?

Suddenly, the phone rang, waking up the pensive Zhanyang, Zhanyang answered the phone, and glanced at it, it was Zuo Yan, and then remembered tonight's date. couldn't help but smile bitterly, and picked up: "Hey." ”

"It's me."

"I'm sorry, something happened on the way, I'll go back immediately."

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

"Okay." Zhan Yang hung up the phone and drove quickly. At night, I don't know how Qian Guoqiang went back. Zhanyang was completely unconscious, and rushed to the restaurant, Zuo Yan was drowsy, and Zhanyang hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

"No, it's not too late." Zuo Yan waved her hand to show that she didn't care.

Zhan Yang looked at it, but he hadn't ordered yet, so he beckoned to the waiter and said, "Why don't you order?" ”

"You're not here yet."

"Huh." Zhan Yang smiled and handed the menu to Zuo Yan.

The two of them order to eat.

Go home after eating.

At this time, it was even darker. However, the city, under the lights, gradually emerged unimaginable vitality.

It's more lively than during the day.

However, these are no longer interested in Zhanyang, they drove back to their homes, each went back to their rooms, this date, the atmosphere was very dull.

Zhan Yang returned to the room, took out two movie tickets from his pocket, took them in front of him, took a closer look, sighed slightly, and threw them into the trash. Then, stretching out his arm, he released the little fox.

Fall asleep on the bed.

In these days, it is becoming more and more difficult for Zhanyang to adapt.

He couldn't sleep, looking at the ceiling, his whole mind was full of what Qian Guoqiang said, and the battle with the auction venue.

Lingering.

PS: Is it because you're busy with work? I can't always write about my feelings, and I'm depressed