"...A disciple from the Southwest Witch Doctor Valley rebelled and assassinated an elder in Moyun Mountain. Fortunately, he was discovered and immediately arrested."

Immediately, someone in the audience commented: "Hum, if you are not of my race, their hearts will be punished."

Zhang Jinjin quietly rolled his eyes and wanted to touch the cat's head, but the kitten patted his paw.

An hour passed and the story was finished. Mr. Chen received the reward, drank tea and was about to go home, but suddenly someone said, "Sir's book is wonderful, but it's all a matter of the past. During this time, legends in the world of the Demon Demon Town have Treasure, why don't you talk about this treasure, sir?"

Hearing this, Young Master Zhang, who was sitting in the front row, also became interested. He glanced at the speaker with a smile, and then eagerly looked back at Mr. Chen's face.

Mr. Chen raised his head and spoke to the bearded man who came in earlier.

"Yes, yes!" Everyone was talking. Somehow, there have been rumors recently that there is a treasure in Fumo Town, which is under the Fumo Tower. During this time, there are more strangers in the town, and the New Year is approaching, and these people do not go home for the New Year.

Hearing that there was a new topic, a few townspeople who were about to leave sat down again, took another pot of tea and a plate of peanuts, and continued to listen, continue to listen.

Xiao Li was busy serving tea and snacks, and the shopkeeper was secretly happy.

Mr. Chen glanced at everyone, thought for a moment, and said, "This Fumo Town has been established for a long time, and I have never heard of treasures in the early years. Since the Fumo Tower is called this name, I don't think it is the cemetery of any big family. Most of the people who live in this town know the bottom line. If there is a treasure, it will definitely not be buried by these generations. But if it has been buried for a long time, it is unreasonable that no one cares about it for so many years. , make a mistake!"

Hearing this, the bearded man sneered and said nothing. On the other hand, Mr. Wang, who looked like a master, stood up and saluted, "Thank you sir for clarifying your doubts!" ​​He sat down and continued drinking tea.

Mr. Chen finally packed his things and set off to go home.

There was no story to hear, and Young Master Zhang also felt that it was boring to sit, so he stretched out his hand to summon Xiao Li, and settled the account and paid the money.

Xiao Li took the tea money as a reward, and was elated, and asked diligently, "Young Master will come tomorrow? I'll keep the place for you."

"Tomorrow," Zhang Gongzi's peach blossom eyes slanted, and he glanced at the beard inadvertently, "I don't know, let's see the situation!" After that, he patted Xiao Lizi on the shoulder. The little cat climbed out of his sleeve, jumped onto his shoulder, and lay down on his shoulder, and followed Zhang Gongzi out of the Linxian Tower.

Xiao Li sent him out all the way, and when he came in, he saw the bearded gentleman beside him, beckoning him to pass.

He scurried to the table: "Several lords, what do you want to serve?"

"It's nothing, I'll ask you, the young man you sent away just now is a local?"

"That Mr. Zhang, it is said that he is an antique dealer who came to receive the goods. I don't know where he came from. You guys..."

Seeing Xiao Er's defensive face, the bearded man smiled and said, "Don't worry, we are not kidnappings. We just looked at his funny little cat and asked casually."

I really like that cat! Xiao Li breathed a sigh of relief: "That cat is interesting, and everyone in the town likes it."

When the bearded man saw that Xiao Er was gone, he lowered his voice and asked the master, "Tell me, what is the origin of this young master Zhang?"

The moustache said: "An antique dealer, who also has a treasure-aware beast, must also be a treasure hunter. Eighty percent of the time, he came for the treasure. If we searched all the way, the people in the gang were not optimistic. I originally I was also a little shaken. I just wanted to try my luck a few years ago, but today I saw this spirit beast." Master rolled his eyes, "I'm afraid the rumors are true, and there are real treasures here."

"Could it be a tricky one?"

"I don't think so." The man with the knife pondered: "Looking at his vain footsteps, he doesn't seem like a skilled man."

"Okay, let's just stare at the surnamed Zhang and try to get the spirit beast over."

"Spiritual beasts are hard to control, I'm afraid we have to get people too."

Hearing this, the man with the knife had already stood up, nodded towards the beard, and left the restaurant. The remaining two drank tea, discussed some details, got up to pay the bill, and walked out.

When the two of them came out into the street, the man with the knife had already turned around and said to the bearded man in a low voice, "He is the only one in the Yuelai Inn in front of the inn, Tianzi No. 1 room. Listening to the inn's second, he was the only one. With a buddy, but he hasn't been around for a few days."

The bearded man made up his mind: "Second master, Mr. Wang, then tonight, let's take the guy to the inn and rob him to go to the Demon Tower. Find the treasure early and go back to the New Year's Eve, Sanniang is still at home waiting for me!"

Thinking of the eldest's concubine who looked like a flower like jade, the two smiled lewdly and nodded in agreement.

At the beginning of the night, the town was silent. The three bearded men quietly came to the downstairs of the Yuelai Inn. This Qiankun bag is one of the magic weapons of Xianmen. It looks small, but it can hold a lot of things, and it is light and easy to carry. It just needs the blessing of magic formulas, and ordinary people can't use it. It seems that it is Mr. Wang who has cultivated immortality thing.

The three of them were about to jump up to the second floor, but the back door of the inn opened with a "knowing" sound, but they saw that Mr. Zhang, dressed in white and wearing a light fur, walked out of the back door of the inn so undisguisedly without stopping. Go to the direction of the Demon Tower.

The three of them lurked all the way behind. The boy didn't walk fast, but he was very alert. He walked all the way and looked back. From time to time, the kitten poked its head from his sleeve.

The Fumo Tower was not far from the city, and it only took half an hour to reach the tower.

I don't know what era it is a relic of the Fumo Tower. The tower is seven stories high, and it stands in the middle of a hill in darkness. When a gust of wind blows, the iron bells hanging on the eaves of the tower dangling, but it didn't make a sound. The three of them watched the young man reach out and touch a pagoda door, not knowing whether it was dust or moss, they retracted their hands with disgust, and took out a handkerchief from their bodies to wipe their hands. While he was bowing his head, the three of them quietly flanked up. Before Young Master Zhang had time to look up, the second master's dazzling big knife was placed on his neck.