Wang Lang threw away the peanut shell in his hand at will, clapped his hands and lit a cigarette.

"Senior knows Huang Feishi?"

Qin and Han smiled generously until Wang Lang was exploring his details, "I am in the antique business, and those who do this industry know Huang Fei Rat. Huang Fei Rat has no fakes in his hands, but Huang Fei Rat's things are all underworld objects, so I know where they come from.

I know that the last time Huang Feishi went to Li Jiqian's tomb, the Black Dragon King was there too."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You always say what you want to do, don't go around the corner."

Qin Han smiled, "Cheer, we are going to Heicheng at the end of the month. Huang Feishi should have invited you, but I am still going to invite you again."

"Can you tell me what you want?" Wang Langbang flew out of smoke.

Qin Han grabbed a peanut and peeled it open it, threw it into his mouth, "Antique, just antique."

"To put it bluntly, it's a tomb robber." Wang Lang threw the lighter to Li Yan who was about to smoke.

Qin Han clapped his hands, "To put it bluntly, tomb robbers, to put it bluntly, to protect them. Once this kind of thing is taken away by other tomb robbers, it is probably sold abroad."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Are you an archaeological expert?"

"It was before." Qin Han smiled.

"Then you just need to use the power of the country. You can just let the archaeological team protect it. In the end, the things are handed over to the country, which is much better than you protect." Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette butts.

Qin Han smiled, "To put it bluntly, I like to collect antiques. But this time I went there, it was not a tomb. If you have to worry about what it is, you can describe it as an ancient site. The specific details are not very clear. I only knew after I went there. I have also checked a lot of official and unofficial history before and I am sure there is an ancient site here.

Huangfu Ji, the leader of the Longmen Sect, visited here more than ten years ago." After a sentence added, it attracted the attention of seven people.

"How do you know where my master has been?" Wang Lang asked.

Qin Han smiled, "Because I have been to the places your master has been to more than ten years ago."

Seeing Wang Lang looking confused, Qin Han said again, "We went together."

"What are you going to do together?" This time the question was Zhou Lanfeng.

Qin Han shook his head, "We went for antiques. What did Huangfuji Sect Master go? I really don't know. Every time we finally came out of the tomb, he had already left."

Wang Lang took out his ears, "Senior Qin, Senior Mingdeng, I'll ask you two about it. To tell the truth, do you know where my master has been after Zhulin Temple?"

Qin Han blew the light and looked at each other. After a moment of silence, "I have been to Loulan, but I have never appeared again, as if I have disappeared out of thin air."

Wang Lang's hand was clenched into his ears, and the six people next to him looked at Qin Han with different expressions.

"Senior Qin, Loulan has been destroyed for more than 1,600 years. There is no one there, and the endless Gobi Desert. What is my master doing there?" Zhou Lanfeng asked.

Qin Han shook his head, "I don't know, the Loulan site was one of our itineraries at that time, but in the end, the Huangfuji Sect Master disappeared, which was delayed. Now that the Black Dragon King has returned, we can go to these places."

"Why do you have to be me?" Wang Lang asked. The other dragon kings also looked puzzled.

Qin Han shook his head, "This is what our ancestors taught orally. I don't know why. My father has been alive for more than ten years, otherwise he can ask him."

"It's quite humorous." Wang Lang grinned at Qin Han.

"Will the Black Dragon King go?" Qin Han held his knees with both hands and waited for Wang Lang's answer with a smile.

"What if I don't go?" Wang Lang asked back.

"Then wait until you go."

Wang Lang lit another cigarette, turned to look at Zhou Lanfeng, and Zhou Lanfeng patted Wang Lang on the shoulder, "The matter is to be with Master, go."

"Go." Wang Lang gave Qin Han a clear answer.

"But there is one thing, after entering, everyone will do their own things." Wang Lang rubbed a peanut and threw it into his mouth.

"Okay, at the end of September, we will see you all the time. There is a big garden in Heicheng. If you go there, you will know if you ask for it. We meet there. If you go there early, you will say that Qin Han asked you to go."

"No problem." Wang Lang gave an OK gesture.

Qin Han slowly stood up and patted Wang Lang on the shoulder, "Be careful of Qifeng, see you in Heicheng."

After saying that, he left with the King of Blowing Lights. Before leaving, the King of Blowing Lights went to find Song Buwen and asked for three talismans.

Zhou Lanfeng watched Qin Han go away, "Second, what clues did you get when you go to Li Jiqian's tomb?"

"I only know that Master has indeed been there, but why did he go there? I don't know, there is no prompt. Moreover, the god inside is so weird that he almost died inside." Wang Lang shook the empty cigarette box, pinched it into a ball and threw it into the trash can next to him.

Several people were silent.

"Did you notice that many people have left?" Hu Die's eyes swept across all the people watching the show.

"Today I only held the first round of selection of the leader of the martial arts world. Logically speaking, there will be a competition tomorrow, so I shouldn't leave. What are they in a hurry to leave?" Hu Die asked again.

Wang Lang rubbed a peanut and said casually, "I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"Sister Four, are you stupid? You don't know if you are afraid that the city gate will cause damage to the fish in the pond." Zhang Minghao, who was watching the show seriously, interrupted.

"You are just smart." Hu Die pretended to be angry and slapped Zhang Minghao.

"Pan Renfeng took the saint of the Demon Sect away." Wang Lang glanced at him, "Emei Sect has also left. There are not many people in the martial arts sect, and there are quite a lot of people in the martial arts world."

"It's all about hob meat, so you're not afraid of anything." Li Yan added.

The opera was still going on, and a little boy came running, holding a note in his hand, found Wang Lang and handed it to Wang Lang, "Black Dragon King, this is what someone asked me to give it to you."

Wang Lang opened the note and it turned out to be a line of English, written in blood, and translated it into, "I know where your master is. I am waiting for you on the top of the back mountain, and you are only allowed to come alone."

"What's wrong?" Zhou Lanfeng asked.

Wang Lang smiled and crumpled the notes into pieces, "You guys stay here, I'll go see an old girl."

Except for Zhou Lanfeng, the others didn't care about Wang Lang at all.

The back mountain of Fengtian Mountain is a little lower than that of Fengtian Mountain. Except for the top of the mountain, other places are full of trees, lush and lush. The trees are thick with two people. If you wake up in the morning, you can see clouds and mists in the mountains.

It took some time to walk up. When Wang Lang was about to reach the top of the mountain, he actually heard the voice of a woman, as if it were the voices of two women.

"Junior sister, let's go back quickly. It's not good to deceive the master like this."

"What's wrong with it? Senior sister, I heard that the water in this pond is very magical. Washing it can beautify the skin. It's okay. If Master asks, I will definitely smooth it out for you. As long as we return to Emei with them, won't it be enough."

Wang Lang walked forward and found that there was no trees on the top of the mountain. The moonlight poured down, shining on the two women in the pool. Next to the pool were the clothes of the two women.

Wang Lang looked at the sky and confirmed that it was the fifteenth day of August and not the seventh day of July. There was no old ox who could speak. Should he take away his clothes?
Chapter completed!