Feng Jun's mood was really entangled, because he found something that he couldn't laugh or cry - that stone bowl was a magic weapon.

Strictly speaking, it should not be a stone bowl, but what Zhuang Haoyun said...... It's a stone lamp.

So in his heart, there was really a feeling of beeping a dog: Hold the grass, Zhuang Haoyun, you are looking for it at home, and brought me so many messy things, even the dustpan, but you didn't find anything really valuable at home?

I didn't find it and didn't care, why did I miss it head-on as soon as I came?

For a moment just now, Feng Jun really wanted to stop Professor Lian, in front of me, you want to take away a magic weapon?

But in the end, as a particular person, he can't do that: no matter how good things are, they are not yours, and they can't be forced.

If you really want to do that, what's the difference between it and the domineering Kunlun?

So he hoped in his heart that Zhuang Haoyun could leave this stone bowl, the stone lamp.

However, under the strength of Fourth Uncle Zhuang, Zhuang Haoyun did not insist, and Feng Jun was really not suitable to instigate him to toss.

As a powerful person in this plane, he has to have a face, right?

But because he asked for a face, he passed by a magic weapon, and at this moment, his entanglement flowed into a river.

Hearing Zhuang Haoyun's question, Feng Jun replied after a certain moment's attention, "That stone lamp is a good thing, you tell your fourth uncle, it's best not to go out." ”

Tang Wenji raised her eyebrows, and subconsciously touched the nine-section whip on her waist, "Is it really a treasure?"

Not to mention that the Maoshan faction itself is not a good one, she subconsciously started to fight.

However, her behavior made Feng Jun even more determined, "Look at you like this, you want to take good things by force when you see them, is there any difference between them and Kunlun?"

"In the era of the end of the law, this is also a choice that has no choice," Tang Wenji replied confidently, and she also dropped her bookbag, "Cang Liao actually knows etiquette, and if you have enough food and clothing, you know honor and disgrace...... When survival is a problem, there is not so much to worry about. ”

However, she still didn't want to compare with Kunlun, "I'm not as arrogant as those guys, I'm going to spend money to buy ......"

Feng Jun didn't bother to bother with her anymore, but looked sideways at Zhuang Haoyun, "Can you do it?"

Zhuang Haoyun had an eggy expression on his face, "Is it really a treasure?"

Feng Jun hesitated, but nodded and said, "It's really a treasure, of course, how precious it is, you have to try it." ”

Zhuang Haoyun's expression became more and more obvious, "Tsk...... Why did you come a step too late?"

After hesitating, he spoke with a bitter face, "I annoyed the fourth uncle a little just now, and he won't listen to anything else, it will backfire...... His temper is actually quite bad. ”

When Tang Wenji heard this, she became more and more anxious, "This is your banker's treasure, and it was taken away like this?"

Zhuang Haoyun's face was really quite ugly, and he shook his head in distress, "My dealer's business...... Alas, it's hard to say, I can only ask others to say hello, and mention it to the fourth uncle after a while, at least until he is angry. ”

Tang Wenji looked at him with a mocking expression, "When I stole my Maoshan ancestral card, you said that you did it, I really didn't expect you to be so bold." ”

Is robbing someone else's house the same thing as robbing your own?" Zhuang Haoyun rolled his eyes helplessly, "The problem is my fourth uncle, even if he doesn't sell my face, he is still the fourth uncle, can I still kill him?"

"You can ask me to make a move," Tang Wenji patted her chest and spoke proudly, "I'm not bragging to you, I'll do these two scum in minutes...... It's not a problem for them to stumble into the valley or get hit by a big rock, it's up to you. ”

It's about to get dark, and the two weak chickens have to walk a long mountain road in the dark.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated, but still shook his head, "Forget it, who let us come late?"

He is more unscrupulous, but the bottom line is still some, the last time he hired someone to steal the Maoshan ancestral card, in order to cure his son, he had to do that, this time he just wanted his son to apprentice, not a matter of life and death.

Of course, he won't give up easily, "Let's go and have a look first, maybe there are some good things......"

But it's a pity that the cave ...... There's really nothing Feng Jun can look at.

He took a closer look at the stone house, which was full of broken stones.

The stone house is not like a cave, it is cleaned cleanly, and there are still a lot of broken stones, but Feng Jun felt it seriously for a long time, and he really didn't feel the evil aura of the broken stone lock.

The two pieces that are broken on the stone lock are destined to be lost here.

Seeing Feng Jun's disappointed look, Zhuang Haoyun suggested, "Otherwise, rest in the cave for the night first, and look around early tomorrow morning, what do you think?"

Feng Jun groaned, but Tang Wenji was obsessed with the stone lantern, "Rest for a night, where did the stone lantern go?" You must know that there is no mobile phone signal here, and you can't even notify the Zhuang family. ”

"If you really want to notify, it's still no problem," Zhuang Haoyun walked to a chair, reached under the chair, and found a telephone landline, and casually connected the telephone socket.

Not to mention that the dealer is really careful to run this place, and he actually pulled a phone line alone to communicate with the outside world.

He didn't want to expose too much before, but now he can't care about much.

This phone is the banker's internal phone, and he dialed it directly to his wife and gave him an order.

Zhuang Haoyun didn't ask others to stop the fourth uncle, but just asked his wife to inform the third grandfather, saying that he had met Professor Lian of the Health Association, and Professor Lian also liked the cave of the Zhuang family, and the fourth uncle also lent a stone bowl to Professor Lian for research.

Zhuang Haoyun's wife is also a shrewd person, and when she heard this, she asked, "Is that stone bowl important?"

Zhuang Haoyun knew that his wife was too sorry for her son and didn't dare to tell her the truth, otherwise she might have something to do.

He just said vaguely, no matter whether it is important or not, the fourth uncle wants to lend it out, and it is also for the good of the third grandfather, which I support, but it is the dealer's thing, I don't see it, forget it, since I see it, I hope the fourth uncle remembers to take it back.

His words were tactful, but the meaning that should be expressed was also expressed.

Feng Jun then decided: Then stay for one night.

He didn't go out to chase Professor Lian and Fourth Uncle Zhuang, he didn't notice that these two people took advantage of the daylight to leave, and walked about ten miles of mountain roads, and when it was dark, a young man actually walked out next to him.

The young man is Professor Lian's assistant, and he is also a master of cultivating Xinyi Fist, the reason why he stopped here is because Fourth Uncle Zhuang didn't want him to know where the Zhuang family's cave was.

When Feng Jun and the others came over, the young man saw it from a distance—there was basically no fixed road to the cave, and the direction was roughly the same, so the paths of the two groups of people were not very consistent.

In other words, if Tang Wenji really chased out the killer and killed him, as a result, Fourth Uncle Zhuang and Professor Lian, the existence of this young man would also put her and Feng Jun on their backs quite a lot of suspicion.

Needless to say, early the next morning, Feng Jun stopped meditating, walked out of the cave to take a look, and felt if there were any good things around.

But it's a pity, there's really nothing good, not even the breath of the leylines.

Feng Jun originally thought that if he really couldn't do it, he would try to pull the leylines here, and it was not in vain - he had already tried it once in the royal house, and he already had a little experience in it.

I didn't think that there was nothing here, it was better than the mountain land he contracted in Chaoyang.

It can be seen that these sayings of the cave heaven and blessed land are still quite reasonable, and the leyline is really hard to find, even the famous Mongolian dealer may not have the ability to build the secret cave in a place where the leylines are abundant.

In short, this trip was in vain, Feng Jun's heart was a little uneven, so at six o'clock, he grabbed Zhuang Haoyun with one hand and Tang Wenji with the other, and ran down the mountain with a smoke.

If you fly in the air, the speed will be faster, but it will be too aura-intensive, and it will be much easier to run with two people.

In fact, Tang Wenji was already a middle-level martial artist, and if he just ran on the ground, he didn't need to exert much effort, but Zhuang Haoyun's body was heavy, which cost him a lot of strength.

But even so, the mountain road of about thirty miles, and even the mountainous areas without roads in many places, only took Feng Jun more than forty minutes to run to the banker's yard, which was just seven o'clock.

This speed can already be regarded as a world record.

After Zhuang Haoyun entered the courtyard, he was so tired that he collapsed on the chair, and he had no strength at all, although he was grabbed by Feng Jun and ran, but he followed the steps on his two legs, and it took some effort.

His wife and Zhuang Zesheng had already gotten up, and when they saw this, they were ready to make breakfast for them.

The breakfast in Pingyang's small mountain village is very monotonous, a bowl of thick millet porridge, a plate of pickles, and a few fried dough sticks bought in the village, probably because Feng Jun is a distinguished guest, and the dealer made an extra plate of scrambled eggs.

As for meat and vegetables, this is really not true, for thousands of years, the breakfast in the village is like this, no matter how rich Zhuang Haoyun is, he also follows the crowd in his hometown, bacon or something, it does not exist.

Feng Jun was also a little hungry after a morning of activity, he ate seven or eight fried sticks with thick arms, and drank two bowls of millet porridge, and the amount of food was quite amazing.

Zhuang Zesheng saw this scene in his eyes, and his heart became more and more itchy, he took advantage of the fact that others were not paying attention, walked to Feng Jun's side, and asked quietly, "Master Feng, that stone bowl ...... Isn't it really important?"

Feng Jun looked at him in surprise, nodded in a deep voice, "Anyway, it's definitely a good thing." ”

Zhuang Zesheng's eyes brightened more and more, "If I can get it, can you teach me the most powerful kung fu?"

This father and son are not fuel-efficient lamps! Feng Jun sighed and spoke, "This...... Don't mess around, listen to your dad. ”