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"Oh?" Grandpa Zhang's eyes raised, and his cloudy gaze suddenly turned sharp, looking at Ye Zichen and Ye Xueche.

"Grandpa Zhang, don't be nervous, Miss Night and Young Master Night have no malicious intentions." Seeing Grandpa Zhang's sharp eyes, Zhao Shuang was taken aback, she only knew that Miss Ye and Young Master Ye had come down from the headquarters, and the headquarters had specially ordered that they attach great importance to these two people, and their identities must be very unusual.

She only met Miss Ye for a while, and they were deeply aware of the strength of Chenying Pavilion, coupled with the temperament of the two, they knew that it was not simple, they didn't know the temperament of the two, and they were afraid that Grandpa Zhang would accidentally offend the two.

"Old man, we really don't have any ill will. The news of my master six years ago is very consistent with the old man who appeared in the Flame Town six years ago, and I made a special trip here to find out the news of my master. Zichen explained slowly, not caring about the old man's suddenly sharp eyes. For him, if he can unload the old man's heart and make him trust himself, then he will definitely be more cooperative with the news of the detective master.

When Grandpa Zhang heard this, his face was really much better, and the eyes of the two of them were not so sharp, with such strong hostility, but they were still faintly defensive.

"The benefactor is your master? What evidence do you have? Grandpa Zhang asked, the benefactor in his mouth must be the old man at the beginning, maybe because he is a benefactor, so he is much more cautious.

Zichen smiled, he didn't care about Grandpa Zhang's suspicions at all, Zhang Qiang and Zhao Shuang were relieved, their hearts beat countless times in this moment, and they didn't know that Grandpa Zhang, who had always been kind and amiable, had such a bad attitude towards Yegongzi and Miss Ye.

"I painted a portrait of my master."

Zichen took out the portrait he had drawn before, and Zhang Qiang immediately came forward to take it, then spread it out and spread it out on the coffee table in Grandpa Zhang's hand.

When Grandpa Zhang saw the painting, his eyes were a little excited, and his wrinkled and withered hands trembled and stretched out to the portrait.

As soon as Zichen saw it, he knew that the old man must be Dongfang Hong.

"This is indeed a benefactor." Grandpa Zhang sighed faintly.

"Six years ago, to be more detailed, it was six years, one month and ten days ago, on that day, the Flame Mountain suddenly trembled, as if the mountain shook the ground, and then countless beasts and beasts ran out of it, and the strength of those beasts and beasts was very strong, among them there were demonic beasts, spirit beasts, and even divine beasts."

"After those beasts ran out, they rushed directly into the Flame Town, and then the Flame Town continued to have people attacked and injured by the beasts. The people of Flame Town have formed a team to resist the beasts that have escaped from the Flame Mountain. However, those beasts seemed to have no reason and went berserk, and more and more people died in the town of Flames. ”

"Of the 8,524 people in Flame Town, more than 500 people died in one day, and nearly 2,000 people were injured."

"My eldest son, my youngest grandson, all died on this day."

Grandpa Zhang suddenly stood up and was about to go out, but fortunately Zhao Shuang supported him in time. With Zhao Shuang's support, he walked out of the door of the living room and pointed to the east of the small courtyard, where a big pit had been recessed. His emotions were agitated and intense: "This is here, this is here, my eldest son was cut off by an eighth-order spirit beast flame leopard, and his feet were broken,