"I know." , Mu Qianqian turned around: "I almost guessed it when I didn't enter the teahouse." ”。

Xuanyuan Heng was dumbfounded, his Qianqian was really so smart, he didn't need to say it to guess it.

At this time, the teahouse shopkeeper walked in.

"Subordinates, see the master."

"How's it going with what I asked you to investigate?"

The shopkeeper of the teahouse replied, "Sect Master, since we received your order, we disciples in Dongcheng District have been looking for traces of the hidden cultivators......."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and bowed down with guilt and clenched his fists: "The subordinates are not doing their jobs effectively, and they ask the door master to punish them." ”。

Xuanyuan Heng's expression did not change, and then asked, "Didn't find it?" ”。

"Yes." , the teahouse shopkeeper hung his head in shame.

"What about the traces of the black-robed man?"

"There is no ......", the teahouse shopkeeper was eager to find a crack in the ground at this time.

Xuanyuan Heng frowned, lost in thought.

Why didn't you find it?

Shadow Gate has more than one store in the free market, these people have been arranged here for many years, they know everything here, and the surrounding neighbors are also familiar with each other, so it should not be difficult to find someone.

Could it be that the other party sensed their intentions and took precautions in advance?

No way.

Xuanyuan Heng quickly dismissed this speculation, and the real reason why he and Qianqian came to Dongjiang was only known to him, Qianqian, and a few henchmen. Dancing Chinese

Before the relationship between the black-robed man and the hidden family was clarified, it was impossible for him to let outsiders know.

No matter how long the other person's hand is, it is impossible to reach his side.

However, according to the information of previous years, Dongcheng District in Eastern Xinjiang is the most frequented place for hidden cultivators.

It's just that Shadowgate didn't pay much attention to this matter before, and it wasn't until he helped Qianqian find her mother that he began to pay attention to it.

"Maybe something happened in the hidden family, but not necessarily."

Mu Qianqian's cold voice came.

"It's like more than ten years ago, my mother rushed back to the family because of an accident with the Su family."

In this way, it makes sense, something big happened within the Hidden World Family, so those Hidden World cultivators returned to the family and closed their doors......

Xuanyuan Heng nodded: "The free market is noisy and noisy, the chance of those black-robed people appearing here is very small, they are always behind their backs, they never clash head-on with the major forces, and their characteristics are too obvious, in order to avoid being found by the families of those victims, so they basically will not appear in crowded places." ”

He turned his gaze to the teahouse shopkeeper again and asked, "Have any cultivators disappeared in Dongcheng District recently?" ”。

The teahouse shopkeeper shook his head: "No." ”。

Xuanyuan Heng fell into deep thought again.

"But ......," the voice of the teahouse shopkeeper sounded again: "The body of the son of the second Wang family on the east side of the free market is gone." ”。

"Be specific."

"Wang Er's family makes a living by selling refining materials in the walled sea, Wang Er's son was seriously injured by a seventh-order poisonous spotted octopus when he was searching for refining materials in the walled sea half a month ago, the poisonous spotted octopus was violently poisonous, and Wang Er's son died of poison before he didn't insist on waiting for the antidote pill to come.

Wang Er and his wife almost fainted crying while holding their son's coffin, but on the day of burial, they found that the body lying in the coffin was missing.

Wang Er and his wife thought that their son had come back from the dead, and they searched all the familiar places but did not find their son's whereabouts, and they made a fuss for a while. ”