Hearing what Chunting said, we nodded silently.

Whether it is the presence of a traitor in Guanshan, or the other party's preparations in advance, no matter which reason it is, now for us, Mochizukixuan is not a help, but a quagmire that may make us fall into the mud at any time.

But fortunately, we are only in Kaifeng, and we can deal with it anywhere for the night, and when dawn we can leave here and continue our next journey.

Just as we were thinking about where to go, a child suddenly jumped up and down to us.

It was a lovely little boy, who looked no more than six or seven years old, with candy in one hand and an envelope in the other.

The boy walked up to us impartially, looked at us and asked in a milky voice.

"That one is Brother Han Chuan?"

I was sure that I had never been to Kaifeng, and of course I would not know the boy in front of me, but the fact that the child was now clearly asking my name made me confused.

After careful inspection, I had a vague guess that this child's face was full of innocence, and it didn't look like a disguise at all, and although he asked my name, he looked at all of us back and forth, and it was obvious that he didn't know who Han Chuan was in his mouth.

In that case, someone must have told the boy my name and asked him to say a few words to me on his behalf.

As the saying goes, it's a blessing or a curse, and a curse can't be avoided, since someone already knows that I've come to Kaifeng, then I might as well listen to what the boy in front of me wants to say to me, it's better than not knowing anything about it.

Thinking of this, I slowly squatted down, with a smile on my face that I thought was the most amiable, and looked at the boy in front of me and said softly.

"Little friend, I'm Han Chuan, do you have anything to do with me?"

After receiving my confirmation, the boy in front of me stretched out his right hand to me and handed me the envelope in his hand.

"Brother Han Chuan, someone asked me to give this to you."

Seeing that the boy handed me the envelope in his hand, Xue Nan picked up the cute boy, and after I glanced at everyone, I carefully opened the envelope, wanting to know what was in it.

There is no doubt that the envelope is naturally a letter paper, and when I take it out and slowly unfold it, what comes into my eyes is a painting.

It's a story painting, and I'm no stranger to it.

In the painting, a mighty tiger and a nimble leopard pull a wooden carriage side by side, and an old man with fairy wind and bones sits in the middle of the carriage, in front of which are two soldiers, holding spears, with stern expressions, as if they are seriously guarding the people in the carriage.

Behind the old man was a majestic general, riding a majestic war horse under his crotch, holding a battle flag in his hand, followed by a man dressed as a civil official.

And on the battle flag held high in the general's hand, a name was written that I was very familiar with.

Ghost Valley!

It is already clear that what is depicted in this painting is the legendary Ghost Valley descending the mountain.

Guiguzi, although he is a legendary character, has an extremely complicated relationship with our group.

Chunting and Yihe are the heirs of the two branches of the Guigu lineage, which are the vertical and horizontal branches, respectively, and the two treasures of the Guigu lineage, that is, the legendary Guigu Ling and the Shanhai Ring, are now all in my hands.

What's more, Chunting, Yi He and others have told me countless times that I am the reincarnation of the legendary Guigu, although I have always maintained a skeptical attitude towards this statement, but I have also wondered in my heart whether I have some kind of inextricable connection with the Guigu.

And now, someone has passed such a message through the little boy in Xue Nan's arms, which is obviously telling us in this way that although we have changed our appearance, he still knows the true identity of our group.

Kaifeng, known as Bianliang and Bianjing in ancient times, is located in Central China, is the hinterland of the Central Plains, the shore of the Yellow River, has been more than 4,000 years of history of building the city and the history of the capital, there are successively Xia Dynasty, Wei State during the Warring States Period, Later Liang, Later Jin, Later Han, Later Zhou, Song Dynasty, Jin Dynasty and so on in this capital, so it is called the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties by later generations.

In Kaifeng, it gave birth to the Song culture of the Han and Tang dynasties, the Ming and Qing dynasties, and had a far-reaching influence, and it is also the only capital in the world where the central axis of the city has never changed, which is extremely rare in the history of world archaeology and the history of the capital.

Moreover, there are many fascinating historical monuments here, such as Daxiangguo Temple, Tianbo Yang Mansion, Yue Fei Temple, Bao Gong Temple, etc., because of the strong historical atmosphere here, so there are countless people who come to visit all year round.

Therefore, the flow of people coming and going in Kaifeng City is extremely large, which has great benefits for hiding our tracks, and perhaps it is for this reason that Chunting will choose this place as our stopover place.

At this moment, we have been driving in Kaifeng City, due to the large number of pedestrians on the road, so Chunting slowed down the speed of driving, to avoid Shen Lang and others in the back car can not find our traces, after confirming through the rearview mirror that they are not disoriented, Chunting only slightly accelerated, and took us to a house in front of the house.

Before arriving at this house, Chunting had already stopped the car, and then motioned for us to get off with him, and Shen Lang and others in the back car saw our actions and knew that we had arrived at our destination, so they also turned off the car and joined us.

After everyone gathered together, they began to look around, and found that the house at the end of our eyes was quaint and atmospheric, looking antique, without a trace of modernity, like a relic of the previous dynasty.

Above the main entrance, there is a plaque hanging, on the book "Moon Xuan" three dragons flying phoenix dance, think of the name of this place, and on the left and right sides of the main entrance, there are two mighty stone lions, as if able to deter demons and evil spirits.

Seeing this ancient mansion, Shen Lang, who couldn't resist his curiosity, couldn't help but look at the Chun Pavilion who led the way and asked.

"Brother Ting, what kind of place did you bring us to, did you have prepared for it?"

"After thousands of years of inheritance and development, Guanshan certainly has its own forces, and since this Kaifeng is the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties, Guanshan will naturally not let it go easily."

It was not Chun Ting who answered Shen Lang, but Ling Xuan, whose expression had returned to normal.

"It's called Mochizukiken, and on the surface it's just an ordinary antique shop, but in fact, it's the same as Lingyun Pavilion.