Super special soldier King

An hour later, Lin Qian returned to the museum with everything she had collected from the hotel and arhat.

One night's torture, Rohan almost reached the point of collapse.

When I saw Xiao Feng, I rushed over as if I had seen my father.

"Leader Xiao, I'm willing to cooperate with you, I'm willing to cooperate with you!"

Xiao Feng looked at arhat with a scorched face and gave a sneer.

"I told you, no one will refuse to cooperate with me, you can't!"

Xiao Feng said, waved to Lin Qian, took her things, and put them on the table.

Lin Qian pointed to the map and explained, "all the marks on it are places near Sanxingdui where ancient tombs are likely to be buried."

"Judging from their marking, the people of the skeleton society should not know where the key they are looking for is!"

"So I want to find it in this way!"

Xiao Feng shook his head.

"No... it's not that they don't know, but they know that the key must be buried in the tomb, but they don't know where the tomb is!"

Lin Qian immediately looked at the Luohan sitting on one side.

"You should know what tomb they are looking for!"

The Luo Han smell speech busy order a head way, "Xiao group leader, you are really fierce!"

"I admire you for your insight."

"It seems that they are looking for a Taoist's tomb. It's called Tianji Taoist!"

"According to them, the Taoist of Tianji died near the old Sanxingdui for some reason, and then buried here!"

Lin Qian listened and said coldly, "why didn't you say that before?"

Rohan said with an embarrassed smile, "I didn't say it before, because I really didn't remember it!"

"Now that you say it, it brings back my memory!"

"Heaven's chance, Taoist!" Xiao Feng heard this, his eyes could not help showing a few silk dignified look.

"If it's really a Taoist, it's hard for us to find his tomb!"

"No wonder the people of the skeleton society will look for ancient tombs everywhere. They have no choice but to come up with such a bad idea!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Feng looked at Luohan again and asked, "do you know the legend of a stone in Sanxingdui?"

"Stone!" Luohan listened to the surprise on his face, frowned and thought about it closely.

"Stone is worthless. I really haven't heard of it!"

"Besides, I'm just an antique dealer, and I'm not a local. How can I know these stories and legends?"

When Luohan said this, he suddenly said, "by the way, I think of someone. Maybe this old guy may know!"

"This old man is what we call a living treasure!"

Lin Qian listened to nature is a face of curiosity, "Huobao, who is he?"

"Storyteller!" Rohan affirmed, "this old man talks at the antique market every Sunday afternoon! Because the old man's words are vivid and everyone loves to listen to them, so every time he talks, there are a lot of people around him! "

"Not only that, he often likes to tell some local stories and legends of Sichuan Province!"

"So if you really want to know something about Sanxingdui, it's really possible to find him!"

Xiao Feng and Lin Qian were surprised at the news.

Obviously, I didn't expect that there were such folk talents in Guanghan.

Lin Qian looked at Luohan curiously and asked, "where is he?"

"He lives in Xiyuan not far from the museum!" Rohan said with a busy smile.

Consumed to see a face smile of Luo Han, eyes full of doubts and puzzled.

"I'm more curious now. What skills do you have that they like?"

"I... people light the lights, ghosts blow the lights! I'm a disciple of the gold school! But... I'm not good at it! "

Rohan said that his face could not help showing a few silk embarrassed look.

Xiao Feng can't help but sneer at Luohan, "that's really disrespectful!"

"Come on, my Lord!"

Xiao Feng said, holding arhat and going out.

Lin Qian stayed to protect the old owner and investigated other clues.

Xiao Feng drove Luohan to Xiyuan Community in Guanghan.

At the moment, it was almost evening.

Soon after they arrived at the residential area, they saw a group of old people gathered together, and there were many middle-aged men and children squatting nearby, listening to an old man in a gray Chinese tunic in the middle of the village talking.

"Last time I said that Yang Wulang said that" Hunyuan buckles immortal bell "could turn human into pus blood in seven days and nights. It was really a word, and everyone was shocked.

Zong Ying has been covered for eight days. According to Wu Lang, he has already died. How can everyone not be surprised.

After the shock, there was a great sadness. First of all, Du Jin'e burst out with a cry: "son..."

Then, all the women in Shuai hall lost their voices and wept. They were crying like rain.

After a burst of crying, Shuai Tang gradually quieted down, and everyone asked in their hearts: did Zong Ying really die? Why did Wulang sit still?

At this time, Yang Wulang was deeply grieved and regretted that he had come a step too late, so that his nephew Zongying could not return home. "

What the old man said was spitting.

The audience around listened with relish, and even Xiao Feng was attracted by his vivid description.

For an hour, the old man finally said he was tired.

He picked up the teapot beside him and took a sip.

"Well, that's all for today. Let's get out of here!"

When the old man spoke, his eyes fell on Luo Han and Xiao Feng.

Especially when the old man's eyes fell on Xiao Feng, he couldn't help but flashed a few strands of shock and disbelief.

"Ziqi rushes to the top, the real dragon protects the body, and the emperor of heaven and man..."

Suddenly surprised, the old man instantly converged his eyes and looked at Rohan.

"Boss Luo, how did you come to me today?"

"Is there something you want to see me about?"

Rohan laughed and stepped forward.

"Lao Wen, let me introduce you, leader Xiao, the police of the Municipal Bureau!"

Old Wen is really the old man in front of us. His original name is Wen Shichu.

After listening to Luo Han's words, Xiao Feng's eyes could not help coagulating.

"It's officer Xiao. What's the matter with officer Xiao?"

Xiao Feng naturally noticed Wen Shichu's surprise when he was looking at his eyes.

For Wen Shichu's surprise, Xiao Feng has long been used to it.

Therefore, just at this glance, Xiao Feng looked up at Lao Wen.

Only this old man is a real capable man.

It's definitely not an ordinary storyteller.

Therefore, Xiao Feng went forward and bowed his hand to Wen Shichu.

Wen Shi was frightened when he first saw him.

Hastily dodged to one side, "little friend, you can't harm my old man, you this worship, old man, I will die at least half a year!"

Xiao Feng said with a smile, "old man, you are joking. The younger generation should not salute when they see the elder! "

Wen Shichu took a deep look at Xiao Feng. Then he looked at Luohan and sighed.

"Those who should come will come after all, and you can't avoid them if you want to!"

"Go to my house and say it!"

Wen Shichu said, slowly got up and walked towards a building.