Chapter 886 Redemption

Mr. Feng suddenly changed his expression, "Liu San, you can say this casually! Be careful of losing your head."

Young Master Liu's round face was slightly cold, "Brother Feng, I say you are worrying too much. What happened to an ancient martial arts tomb? Logically speaking, it should be reported. It can be used as an arsenal to reward the new leader. It is not an overstep. It's early." There is customization, no one can say anything. You and I are the new leaders. How can it be wrong to come to the arsenal to exchange for treasures? Just keep it in your heart. Don’t mention that Uncle Feng is now Deputy Commander Cao’s celebrity. He is my father. One person can settle this matter."

Mr. Feng's face became slightly brighter, he patted Mr. Liu on the shoulder and said, "Third brother, this is the truth, but be careful when sailing a ten-year boat. The dangers are inside and not outside. Who can say that the benefits are huge and relevant, and It’s not just you and my brothers who are too jealous. Who knows if it will cause a big mess? You and my brothers can just keep silent and make a fortune."

Master Liu nodded, "Second brother is right. Brother, I am just curious. I heard that this tomb has a history of eight thousand years. It must be from the Huangwu period. During that period, you also know that cultivation Although it has flourished, it is far less prosperous than it is now. There is not much else to look forward to. But I heard from my father that most of the martial arts in that era were monks exploring themselves, and there was very little reference from predecessors and current people. If there is any When the skills are spread, they must be obtained by following the natural way and understanding the way of heaven. Compared with the current skills, they may be more powerful or not as powerful, but they directly point to the path of spiritual practice and are very precious. You said that our brothers have worked hard this time, Those big shots got the big bucks, so they should leave some soup and water for us brothers."

Mr. Feng was waiting to answer the call when he found that the two deacons in blue had already arrived at the venue. He hurried out of the exchange room and said, "What's wrong? Did something go wrong?"

The tall green-robed deacon asked curiously, "Why, the two young masters haven't completed the exchange yet!"

As soon as these words came out, Young Master Feng and Young Master Liu seemed to have been hit by a stick on the head. They all shouted in horror, "The Jiachen page is empty, and there is no light at all!"

"This is impossible!"

The short deacon in green shouted and rushed into the exchange room.

The tall green-robed deacon turned into a bolt of lightning and ran towards the equipment room.

Within ten breaths, the four of them gathered together again.

The short green-robed deacon said, "It's really unclear, Lao Zhao, is there something wrong with the equipment?"

The tall green-robed deacon's face was as cold as frost, and he spat out a thunderbolt, "The equipment is good, which means the treasure has been redeemed."

"This is impossible!"

Mr. Feng was about to explode.

"The traitor has come out. Is it because you two cheated and kept the treasure a secret? No one else can do this except you two!"

Young Master Liu grabbed the short Qing Yi Deacon by his collar and lifted him up.

Mr. Feng's face suddenly turned gloomy when he looked at the tall deacon. Indeed, it was the most convenient for these two to take action.

"Master Feng, Master Liu, do you think my two brothers are so ambitious that they dare to do this?"

The tall deacon's face suddenly darkened. After such a big mess, the traitor's blame was too heavy for him to carry. If others wanted to forcefully put the blame on him, they would have to see if Zhao, his wife, was willing to do so. Refuse to carry.

Young Master Liu suddenly exploded, "Why, Zhao, you dare to cheat? Believe it or not..."

"Third brother!"

Mr. Feng shouted, "It has nothing to do with them!"

After calming down, he quickly came to his senses. There was no way the two Tsing Yi deacons had done this, unless they were really crazy.

With a flash of thought, he suddenly remembered that before he and Master Liu entered, someone had passed through the exchange room first, "No, no, there is another person, there is another person, that boy must have redeemed the treasure."

Although Mr. Feng did not specify, he shouted loudly, and the other three people all understood.

"What a traitor! He dares to take advantage of grandpa. We must investigate. Why don't you hurry up and check his leader's token!"

Master Liu shouted loudly.

The tall deacon's face wrinkled into a bitter melon, "How to check, there is no way to check, Wu Ling re-identified with blood, they are exactly the same, how to check."

"How many treasures are there in total? What are they?"

Master Feng's heart sank rapidly.

"Five items, all are classics!"

The short deacon shouted.

"Aren't there no photocopies?"

Young Master Liu was so anxious that his round face changed shape.

As soon as the words were spoken, the expressions of the three of them changed. Mr. Liu realized that he had said something stupid. If he could just make a photocopy, why would he and Mr. Feng take the risk and take this extra step.

Sure enough, the tall deacon explained, "They are all forbidden jade slips. Once the blood drops are opened, the words are fleeting and cannot be photocopied at all."

"Five copies. This person actually redeemed five copies in a row. What does it mean? It means there was a premeditation. Otherwise, where would ordinary people go to find so many beads of resentment? They must have known about it for a long time. It must have been done by an insider."

Mr. Feng made a firm conclusion.

The three of them pondered for a moment, deeply convinced.

Mr. Liu said, "How much do we know about the conspiracy about the jade slips in the Tomb of Wu, and how much do we know about it, and we are investigating it one by one?"

"inappropriate!"

The tall deacon objected flatly.

Mr. Liu's face suddenly darkened, and just as he was about to leave his sarcastic words, he heard Mr. Feng say, "It's indeed inappropriate. It's not the people who should know about it, but the ones who have the ability to do it!"

Mr. Liu also came to his senses and realized that it was indeed the case. Among the well-informed people in Huaixi Mansion, the matter of Gu Wu's tomb was not considered a secret at all.

And once it is known that the ancient military tomb was excavated, it coincides with the time when the military order was entrusted. Anyone who has a little knowledge of the past will know that someone will take this opportunity to take advantage of the ancient military tomb.

Therefore, finding out who knows is completely asking for trouble, but there are only a few who are capable of taking action. According to the division of power in Huaixi Mansion, there are only a few.

Just when everyone was at a loss what to do, a broad-chested figure rushed in like lightning. As the broad-chested figure entered, the entire room immediately seemed dark and heavy.

"uncle!"

Mr. Feng bowed respectfully, and the other three bowed to the visitor.

"See you, Lord Commander!"

The person who came was none other than Mr. Feng’s uncle, Feng Tingshu, the third chief of Huaixi Prefecture’s household planning department.

The entire Huaixi Prefecture's official office is divided into three divisions and one guard, namely the Qing officials division, the household accounting division, the discipline division division, and the Huya guard division.

The Qing officials were in charge of the promotion of the power structure of the whole government, the Accounting Department was in charge of financial planning, the Discipline Department was in charge of punishments, and the Huya Guards were in charge of expeditions and garrison.

The four main functional departments cover the entire Huaixi Mansion. They are all controlled by the palace master and the nine elders of the Elder Council. They control the entire Huaixi Mansion's 30 million miles of land, millions of monks, and billions of living beings.

Feng Tingshu was one of the six envoys of Jihusi. He held great power and was undoubtedly a big figure in the entire Huaixi Mansion.

At this moment, he rushed into the hall, with a black square face that was not angry at all. At this moment, he was as calm as water. Everyone including Mr. Feng and others immediately fell into silence and trembled slightly.