The reason why Ren Cangqiong made such a judgment was not completely unfounded.

Ordinary rings, no matter what metal they are made of, are just ordinary decorations, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to integrate spiritual power into this ring.

And this ring, as soon as Ren Cangqiong hands it, he can feel the powerful spiritual power fluctuations in it. This spiritual power fluctuation is actually a special technique by the owner of the ring, which implants the spiritual power into the ring in the form of a small formation to form a defensive lock.

To put it bluntly, it's a lock.

If someone else gets it and there is no way to unlock it, this ring is just an ordinary ring, and there is nothing special about it.

But if you can open the lock in an exclusive way, you can keep the ring as your own. First, it is very convenient as a storage equipment, and secondly, there may be a collection of the original owner.

Ren Cangqiong held the ring in his hand, and he really couldn't put it down. Naturally, he is honest and unkind, and he keeps it for himself.

You must know that this storage ring is a treasure made with great magical powers. It is impossible for a martial artist in the foundation building period to have this thing.

Even if he is a strong person in the realm of heaven and man, unless he is particularly stunning and has a strong family background, it is possible to obtain the gift of his elders.

At the level of Yunluo City, even if he was as rich as the strongest of the ten major families, it was impossible for him to have this thing.

This is also the reason why when this ring is held in his hand, Ren Cangqiong's heartbeat can't help but accelerate. This thing is good, if you accidentally expose it, you don't know how much coveting and trouble it will cause.

Therefore, although this thing is windy, the strength has not arrived, it is better to properly store it. It should never be worn on the hand for display.

After putting away the ring and the jade carving, Ren Cangqiong bowed three times to the two tombs, and said something in his mouth: "Two seniors, as the saying goes, people die like lights go out, what grievances you have in the past, and after death, it will be a cloud of the past." For your sake that I have given you to die, do not resent me for taking your things. Rather than stay here and be discovered, causing disputes and killings, it is better to let me go, and there will be less trouble, isn't it ......"

After Ren Cangqiong finished speaking, with the long sword in his hand, he scraped off all the dozen or so hateful words on the mountain wall, and then walked towards the cave with peace of mind.

Let the sky be reborn once, very cautiously. Now that these two dry bones have been buried, there is absolutely no clue to be found. The only clues to leave are those dozen hideous characters. Now that the dozen or so words of "hate" have been drawn, there are no more clues.

Two piles of rotten bones, no one can know who is buried here.

This trip is really rewarding. Not to mention the anti-heaven treasure of the storage ring, it is the fierce jade carving, and Ren Cangqiong also knows that it is not a mortal thing.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the goal of this trip is to find the sword that slashes the wind and clouds. Now that the sword is in hand, Ren Cangqiong's next goal is suddenly clear.

With this treasure knife in hand, if you want the Lu family to compromise, you will be ninety percent sure.

Of course, this matter must not be sloppy. This treasure knife was used as a bait to remove the Lu family, and if he accidentally revealed his identity, it would be a big trouble.

In the evening, Ren Cangqiong was about to go down the mountain, and saw Sixi'er on the way down.

"Little brother, did you find it?" Sixi'er was solid-eyed.

"Well, I'm lucky to have found it. Brother Sixi, you know and I know about this matter, and your mother knows, don't let the fourth person know. ”

Sixi'er was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go back and tell my mother, I must not talk about this matter." ”

Seeing that the sky is dark, the peach blossom ferry has already rested. Unless you swim past, you can only spend the night in the peach blossoms.

Sixi Niang got Ren Cangqiong's twenty taels of silver, and really treated Ren Cangqiong as a kind father. took out the best food in the family and made a large table of dishes, which was more sumptuous than the New Year.

Ren Cangqiong moved his index finger and ate three bowls in a row. He has eaten exquisite dishes, and this kind of refreshing eating meat in large pieces has a unique flavor.

After resting in Peach Blossom for a night, early the next morning, Ren Cangqiong said goodbye and left. In less than an hour, he returned to Yunluo City.

The trip took only two days, but it went more smoothly than expected.

After entering the city gate, Ren Cangqiong naturally did not make a big fuss, but kept his head all the way and walked in the direction of his home. The market in Yunluo City at this time was already very lively. As soon as I walked through the north gate, I saw two familiar figures at a tea shop by the city gate.

These two figures are Du Laohan and Du Qingniu father and son. In the morning, the two fathers and sons were sweating profusely, anxious like ants on a hot pot, turning around.

And next to them, there are a few ruffians around, with a lawsuit on their faces.

At the feet of Du Laohan, there is a broken porcelain piece. Du Laohan bent over, turning over the broken porcelain pieces piece by piece, wanting to cry without tears.

Du Qingniu blushed and clenched his fists, like an angry bull, his eyes were red and his neck was swollen.

Ren Cangqiong grew up in Yunluo City since he was a child, and when he saw the broken porcelain pieces in that place, he knew that this was a trick often played in the gangster circle in Yunluo City - touching porcelain.

deliberately made such a porcelain jar and picked on strangers. This leaned over, and the porcelain fell to the ground, and they surrounded the other party, claiming that the other party had knocked down their treasure, and they had to claim as much as they wanted.

Generally speaking, these people are very purposeful and will never be empty-handed. Come to think of it, this Du father and son must have revealed their wealth, otherwise, looking at their rough clothes, how could such a bastard target them?

"Old fellow, this treasure is broken, can you still go back? Hurry up, either we will see you in the yamen, or we will pay my son-in-law five hundred taels of silver." ”

"How can you do five hundred taels? This precious boy bought it and gave it away, and the market price is one thousand taels. ”

Du Laohan convulsed all over his body when he heard this. Whether it was five hundred taels or one thousand taels, it was an astronomical amount for him. At this price, even if he is sold ten times, he will not lose a fraction.

Du Qingniu stiffened his neck and shouted: "You bumped into me, why should I pay for it? You walked carelessly, can you blame me?"

This honest man obviously hasn't smacked his taste yet, and he didn't see that this was a professional porcelain. Still arguing on the basis of reason. The people watching the excitement on both sides shook their heads secretly, thinking that these two countrymen were unlucky today. When you encounter these demon kings of the mixed world, how can you get out without losing all your family property?

In the tea shop, a third-rate gentleman drank tea slowly, and plucked his ears exaggeratedly: "This guy has a very hard mouth?

Like this, Yunluo City has not ten thousand but eight thousand, and Ren Cangqiong naturally can't recognize it. Seeing that the Du father and son were going to suffer, they naturally couldn't sit idly by.

stepped forward and kicked away the broken porcelain pieces: "Brother Qingniu, you don't go to the mansion to report, what are you doing here?"

When the Du father and son heard this voice, they immediately felt like they had met a savior. Du Laohan's originally bent body straightened up all of a sudden.

When I looked back, I found that Ren Cangqiong was dressed in rough clothes. Du Laohan couldn't help muttering, this second young master of the Ren family is really different from others, why do you like to dress so down-and-out and sour?

Just as he was about to speak, Ren Cangqiong shook his head lightly and motioned for them not to speak.

Seeing Ren Cangqiong's dress, his head shook from side to side, and his neck loosened, a typical bastard.

He glanced at Ren Cangqiong with arrogant eyes, and asked coldly, "What kind of birdman are you?"

Ren Cangqiong would not be as knowledgeable as this kind of inferior three, he didn't care what he said, and said to Du Qingniu: "Brother Qingniu, take your father to the house first." ”

Du Qingniu scratched his head and said, "My sister said, let me wait for her in this tea shop." ”

This honest man is really a tendon, but he doesn't know how to judge the situation.

Ren Cangqiong thought to himself, and was about to speak.

The gentleman coldly grabbed the teacup in his hand, and a cup of hot tea smashed directly into Ren Cangqiong's neck.

This sneak attack surprised Du Qingniu, and he was about to push Ren Cangqiong away. But seeing that Ren Cang's figure suddenly seemed like a gust of wind, and the sleeve swept the teacup, as if it was a trick, and it bounced back directly. The freshly brewed hot tea condensed directly into a water arrow, shooting directly into the mouth of the gentleman.

There was a miserable scream, and the guy jumped up and down on the spot, and the ghost cried wolf.

This change directly scared those bastards stupid. Dare to meet a master.

The gentleman squirted out a mouthful of hot tea, and his tongue was already hot and foaming, like a summer dog, and his tongue stuck out and couldn't stop exhaling.

The scream caused a passer-by to look sideways. Seeing this squirrel, he couldn't help but ask, "Liu'er, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this voice, Ren Cangqiong laughed directly. It's really no coincidence. Isn't the person who asked on this side the third young master?