My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Qingtian saw that Yang Feng had become calmer, and then he began to look at him carefully.

"Hongmeng Spiritual Eye, no wonder it was able to summon me."

Qingtian said lightly.

Yang Feng's heart had just calmed down, but he was suddenly frightened again.

No one could see where he was strong before. Even Murong Wan just felt that he was special.

But this guy could actually see that his eyes were different at a glance.

Who is he?

"You... who are you?"

Yang Feng was shocked.

Qingtian shook his head and said, "I told you, my name is Qingtian."

"Then how...why are you in the book?"

"Because I still have one thing left to do, so I am unwilling to die."

Qingtian answered calmly, with no mood swings.

Yang Feng was a little depressed and said: "Senior, if you say people are dead, they are dead. According to the movie, people like you who have been dead for more than one breath are zombies."

"What is a movie?"

"This...senior, when did you die?"

"What year is this?"

"More than 2000 AD."

"Oh? You all use the algorithm from that place."

Qingtian obviously knows what the Gregorian calendar is.

He smiled and said, "I died during the Jingtai period."

"Jingtai...that was the Ming Dynasty, hundreds of years have passed."

"Yes."

"Then you must have seen the scene in the Ming Dynasty?!"

Yang Feng suddenly became energetic.

This is really too magical.

I was actually able to meet someone who had seen ancient times.

Qingtian smiled and said: "The Human Emperor at that time was still a member of the Zhu family, but I think the dynasty has changed. It should have been replaced by now, right?"

"It's all a republic now,"

"Can't understand."

"Forget it, tell me first, is there anything interesting you can do tomorrow?"

Yang Feng became interested, rubbed his hands and got ready to listen to the story.

If a person told you that he was alive from ancient times, I'm afraid anyone would want to ask this question.

Seeing Yang Feng's excitement, Qingtian said helplessly: "I don't have that much time."

"what?"

Yang Feng had a strange expression.

He looked at the blue sky carefully and found that the Netherworld Qi was indeed weakening at this time.

"Young man, do you believe in fate?"

Qingtian suddenly asked.

Yang Feng's expression was a little wary and he said, "You don't want to fool me, do you?"

"I'm not that kind of person."

"Okay, okay, please tell me what's wrong first."

Yang Feng also knew that Qingtian didn't have much time, so he became serious.

Qingtian looked at Yang Feng and said, "Young man, judging from your appearance, you must have received a great inheritance. Has your master ever told you anything?"

"I don't even know who he is."

Yang Feng was quite helpless.

Qingtian was a little strange and said: "Then where do your eyes come from?"

"The only time he saw me was when he gave me these eyes... Oh, by the way, he saw me once more later, but it was in a dream."

Yang Feng briefly explained the matter.

After hearing this, Qingtian nodded thoughtfully and said, "It seems that this senior is a little special."

"What do you mean?"

"It's nothing."

Qingtian didn't say any more and said: "My enemy's name is Sima Shan."

"I've never heard of this person."

"A reclusive family may be similar to where you are."

Qingtian said.

Yang Feng was speechless and said: "Even if this is the case, then Sima Shan should have died long ago. It has been hundreds of years."

"Sima Shan won't die that easily, but I think he won't come out."

"Then what can I do?"

"At least you're here."

Qingtian looked at Yang Feng, narrowed his eyes and said, "He still has his clan members."

"This... Big brother, you seem to have made a mistake. I am not a big devil, nor am I a killing tool. You want me to help you exterminate your clan? This thing has long been feudal dregs."

Yang Feng's expression was speechless.

Qingtian said helplessly: "Of course I'm not asking you to exterminate the Sima family, and I'm not a devil either."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Although he doesn't show up, I think you can find him through the Sima family."

"That's what it meant."

Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately said: "But in the situation you mentioned, I can't beat him."

"Don't worry, I will help you."

"What do you mean?"

"There is an address I left in the book. Then you just need to follow what is written on it to find it. I think it won't be a big problem."

Qingtian said, and then added: "But if you take my things, you have to help me avenge you. Young man, you have to be honest."

"Well...I don't even know what happened back then?"

Yang Feng looked innocent.

This guy doesn't talk about the important points.

Qingtian's expression was slightly embarrassed and he said: "Back then, he and I were called the duo. If you look up ancient books, you might know something about it."

"What do you mean?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

However, the blue sky at this time had gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke.

Yang Feng stared blankly at the last breath that disappeared. The ancient book also gradually changed slightly at this time.

Although there was no difference on the surface, Yang Feng could see that there was spiritual power flickering in the ancient books.

These spiritual powers were combined into some words and left an address.

This address uses a name from the Ming Dynasty, but Yang Feng can roughly understand it.

This is probably where Qingtian said he would leave things.

But his words still made me a little concerned.

"What is the relationship between him and that Sima Shan?"

Yang Feng was puzzled.

He still remembered the address.

Although Yang Feng currently has no intention of really agreeing to help him get revenge, he should remember it first and then slowly investigate, and there will always be results.

His eyes looked outside.

It was already past four in the afternoon.

There was a sound from the stairs.

Murong Wan came up with the packed food and said, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay. The books here are really complete. I read some martial arts and some books about doctors."

Yang Feng answered while looking at the food box in Murong Wan's hand.

Murong Wan opened the food box. Inside was hot food and a stew that she didn't know what it was, but it had a rich aroma.

"Are you still going to continue watching here?"

Murong Wan asked.

Most of the day has passed since I came in in the morning.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Let's talk about it later in the evening. There are still many things I can't understand."

"Then what else do you want to read?"

"Do you have any books about the history of ancient warriors?"

Yang Feng asked immediately.

He knew that ancient warriors and ordinary people would not appear in the same history books.

Murong Wan thought for a moment and said, "It seems to be on the first floor."

"Then go check it out later."

Yang Feng said.

Murong Wan felt that Yang Feng was very strange and said: "Other people come here only for those superb martial arts and exercises. Why are you interested in this?"

"I just suddenly remembered something."

Yang Feng did not elaborate, but then said: "By the way, do you know that in the Ming Dynasty, there were two heroes among the ancient warriors?"