Chapter 549 Unknown Tomb

As the magic weapon lit up brighter and brighter, the hatred in Wen Changming's eyes gradually diminished. At the moment when the magic weapon was about to be successfully activated, he suddenly stopped the spell, the magic weapon flashed, and returned to its safe state. lonely. He stared at the magic weapon, his expression changing continuously:

"If the ancestor learns that I am the only one who escaped in the end, he will definitely blame me for Brother Dong's death. I have to think about it, think about it!"

Wen Changming frowned and pondered for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, let's do it like this. Take the treasure back. For the sake of the treasure, the ancestor will never blame me again."

Wen Changming put the magic weapon back into his storage bag and walked back and forth in the trading room for a while. Then he took out a communication talisman and murmured a few words. The talisman turned into a ball of light and disappeared into the ruins. Outside the city.

The talisman finally stayed in the graveyard.

The crow at the entrance to the graveyard held the magic talisman in its mouth, screamed, and flew towards the end of the densely packed field of bones. After two quarters of an hour, it stopped in front of a tomb.

A monument was erected on the grave.

But there is no inscription engraved on it.

After the crow landed, it suddenly transformed into a young man in black. The young man respectfully held up the talisman with both hands, lowered his head and said to the empty grave:

"Master, there is a letter from the Wen family."

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After Wen Changming issued the communication talisman, he put on an invisibility cloak and flew directly to the treasure ship of Lan Yidian suspended in the air. When he arrived in front of the treasure ship, he took out a waist badge and squirmed his lips a few times. Then the treasure ship's forbidden light mask appeared. A stream of light flashed by, and soon a guard opened the formation. Wen Changming ducked and slipped in. His figure was revealed after the formation was closed.

"Thank you, I have something urgent to ask Manager Wen!"

Wen Changming stuffed a wooden box into the guard's hands.

The unsmiling guard suddenly had a smile in his eyes, and he said politely to Wen Changming: "There are quite a few people who want to see our stewards, and several of them are already waiting inside. I guess you'll have to come here after sunset." , then it’s your turn.”

After the sun goes down.

The underground trading place will open.

By then, the people of Lanyi Division would have to maintain order, and Manager Wen would have to preside over the last auction, so there would be no time to meet him.

Wen Changming's body ached and he took another wooden box from his storage bag and stuffed it to the guard: "Fellow Taoist, I really have an urgent matter to ask Manager Wen. Please come in and let me know."

There were no restrictions on the wooden box. The guard glanced at it and saw that there was an eight-hundred-year-old fire spirit grass inside. His breathing suddenly became heavier. There was a struggle in his eyes, and he finally took the wooden box. He stuffed it into his storage bag and hurriedly said to Wen Changming: "Wait a moment!"

The guard bent down and got into the cabin. It took him a while to come out. It was obviously a bit difficult. There was a small amount of sweat on his forehead.

Wen Changming stepped forward anxiously: "Fellow Taoist, how are you? Can you arrange for me to meet with Manager Wen immediately?"

The guard nodded slightly: "We adults are still waiting for guests. When this guest comes out, you can follow me in immediately."

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Inside the cabin.

Fu Shiyi, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating in the waiting room, suddenly stood up: "This guard just told me half a quarter of an hour ago that he can meet with Manager Wen after half a cup of tea. How come it was suddenly extended to half an hour later?" , could it be..."

"Oops!"

An unpleasant thought flashed through Fu Shiyi's mind.

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