he exclaimed.
I nodded.
I sat on the small stool in the room with no intention of leaving.
"Who is he?" Qian Laosan immediately pulled me and said.
"I haven't found the real details of the layout people yet, but I have discovered a key..."
I said, "Senior, do you still remember the stone tablet placed on the altar?"
He nodded and said, "Remember, but unfortunately that stone tablet was already scratched when I inspected it."
"The person who erected the monument is the person who laid it out."
I said in a deep voice.
Qian Laosan was stunned.
He continued: "I did not find any records about the stone tablet from the hands of my old friend Tuomen."
"The original golden coffin was deliberately sent to our door by the organizers for inspection by the old leaders Wei and Ce. And this late Ming Dynasty sacrifice also contains the Night Dzi Bead. I estimate that it was also deliberately sent to our door by the organizers for inspection. .”
I said in a deep voice.
The woman in red said before that she found the original manuscript of the stone tablet from the so-called craftsman's cemetery.
I guess that, just like the ancient book on Night Sky Beads that was delivered to my door, it was deliberately given to the woman in red by the organizer.
"Something's wrong!"
At this moment, Qian Laosan suddenly grabbed me.
I looked at Qian Laosan with some confusion, wondering why he had such a big reaction all of a sudden.
"I'm afraid that guy who stole the door is hiding a lot of things from me! Regarding the stone tablet above, I actually asked the guy who stole the door intentionally or unintentionally, but he said he didn't know. Now think about it, when he said that , The expressions are so weird..."
Qian Laosan said solemnly.
"Who is your old friend who stole the door?"
I asked with a frown.
When he said this, I realized that something was indeed wrong...
Since most of the information Qian Laosan is telling me right now, I got it from the man who stole the door.
Then, at least this person will know some things about the sacrifices in the late Ming Dynasty. For example, Wei Chunming four hundred years ago looked exactly the same as Wei Chunming today.
Wei Chunming may have the secret to immortality...
There is no one in the world who is not interested in immortality. So, could the person who stole the door have also secretly explored a lot?
Or maybe he kept a lot of information about the sacrifice to Qian Laosan?
"Let's go! Chen Qi, let's go find the person who stole the door now! The person who set up the monument is the one who planned it, and the person who stole the door might know it!"
Qian Laosan suddenly thought of something, grabbed my wrist with determination, and spoke out.
After arriving outside the house, Qian Laosan's eyes suddenly darkened and he murmured: "This old friend of mine is amazing and has many tricks. I'll force him to get an explanation. If he has the intention to hide it, I may I can't ask, and if he didn't hide anything from me, my trip would be in vain."
Is this person even fearful of Qian Laosan?
Qian Laosan's abilities are unusual. I guess the original Zhifeng was just the tip of the iceberg of his abilities. Although Qian Laosan is not a seven-door or eight-door person, he is strong enough to be a leader, at least. The leader of the Eight Lower Sects.
And the Thieving Sect is only the Eighth Gate. Is this old friend of Qian Laosan the leader of the Thieving Sect?
When I was confused, Qian Laosan said to me: "Chen Qi, you should have only been in contact with the Jianghu for a short time, and you may not even know more about the forces of the Jianghu than I, a person who has been hiding in the world for more than twenty years. Door theft is not ordinary..."
I do know very little about today's Jianghu forces.
"Compared with other Jianghu forces, this thief sect has one biggest difference."
Qian Laosan said again.
"What's the difference?" I was curious.
"This sect has two leaders!"
Qian Laosan said solemnly: "The previous leader of the bandits handed over the power of the bandits to the current leader before he died. The previous leader of the bandits, the thieves called him the Supreme Master. It means the same as the Supreme Emperor, and people in the world call him Old Master."
"This old man only focuses on his secret knowledge of stealing. He doesn't care about anything about stealing, and he is completely isolated from the world. Few people know how strong he is, how many graves he has been to, and how many rivers and lakes he has come into contact with. Secret things.”
"And my old friend told me that he was the one who performed most of the sacrifices in the late Ming Dynasty!"
"This old man who steals doors!"
Qian Laosan finished speaking in one breath, with fear and solemnity in his eyes.
Obviously, for such an arrogant Qian Lao San to say these words, the old man who stole the door was much more powerful than what he said.
Not a good person!
"How about I forget it and don't go."
But Qian Laosan rolled his eyes and said.
"Let's check the reality first. We don't have to break up with him."
I said.
"You don't understand. This man is very evil. He is suspicious of the world. He has eight fights all to himself. As long as we mention the stone tablet to him, if he has something evil in his heart, he will definitely realize our general intention."
Qian Laosan shook his head and said meaningfully: "This person will fall out whenever he wants. He may not have a chance to leave alive by then."
"It doesn't matter, even if we break up, we will definitely survive."
I said calmly.
No matter how strong this old man who stole the house is, he cannot possibly have the strength to kill me.
If I could be killed by a leader, it would really become a joke for all the hard work Lao Huang has put into me and the ten years of preaching with golden seals and jade letters.
"Can you explain to me how much of Huang Yongen's skills you have learned? Is it really 50%?"
Qian Laosan suddenly asked.
Everyone in the world does not believe that I have learned too many skills and methods from Lao Huang. This is normal. After all, Lao Huang left such a great reputation in the world.
I nodded.
"Okay, these few words from you put me at ease. The things you did pretending to be Chen Daoling are indeed 50% as powerful as Huang Yongen."
Qian Laosan nodded.
I didn't say much.
Then, he led me to find the old man who had stolen the door.
A few hours later, we came to an ancestral temple.
Qian Laosan stood in front of the ancestral hall and shouted: "Brother Peng, please come out and see who I have brought!"
