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

Seeing him like this, Yang Feng simply said: "I'm just interested in this person, I have no other meaning."

"Isn't it for the Sima family?"

"For the Sima family, I have only heard of their names."

Yang Feng listened and said strangely: "But from what you mean, this Sima family seems to be hiding some secrets."

"Of course, but since Mr. Yang doesn't know, I will tell you when I have the opportunity in the future."

Seinfeld didn't bother anymore.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "Then tell me about the things that interest me, such as the battle between Sima Mountain and Qingtian."

"Yes, that battle is said to have divided the mountain range into two. You can still see it today. The mountains are more than ten kilometers apart."

Song Fei said, "Senior Qingtian should have been slightly better in the battle, but Sima Shan ambush the master there."

"Experts? With their strength, no one should be able to interfere."

"This is natural, but didn't Mr. Yang encounter him two days ago?"

Song Fei's words seemed to remind Yang Feng of something.

Yang Feng's expression was slightly confused, and then he immediately said: "Could it be that you are talking about..."

"Yes, the martial art 'Black Puppet' was first used by Sima Shan."

Song Fei's words horrified Yang Feng.

"If this is the case, then what happened in the investigation bureau before was also done by the Sima family?!"

Yang Feng asked immediately.

Sein Fei shook his head and said: "This is not something I know, but the martial arts skill Black Puppet was indeed spread later, but its abilities are not as good as what Sima Shan used originally."

"Why?"

"The black puppet used by Sima Shan is a living person who has been refined for seventy-seven and 49 days, and then given a part of independent consciousness through spiritual injection, and finally turned into a controllable puppet."

Song Fei said, "It is rumored that during that period, Sima Mountain specialized in capturing those very powerful celestial beings, refining their bodies into materials, and after a long period of spiritual power injection preparation, they became Become a more powerful puppet."

"How strong?"

"If the material is strong enough, it may have [-]% of the refiner's combat power."

"if it is like this……"

Yang Feng seemed to suddenly understand something and said, "No wonder Ding Wei became so tyrannical that day."

However, he was still a little horrified.

If he only had [-]% of his combat power, it meant that the manipulator behind him was ten times more powerful than the person he met that day.

"The person who controlled Ding Wei that day actually just learned a few superficial things. The real black puppet has its own combat sense and can assist the host in fighting."

Song Fei said, and continued: "But it is said that only Sima Shan himself has mastered the actual martial arts skills of refining puppets, and future generations can only learn from him."

"During that battle, Sima Shan used these black puppets?"

"Yes, during the battle with Senior Qingtian, Sima Shan hid dozens of black puppets in the mountain."

"That means that at least a dozen heavenly beings died in the hands of Sima Shan."

"Yes, the black puppet's martial arts is that the higher the strength of the refined material, the stronger the refined puppet. With the wheel tactics, Sima Shan won that battle."

Seinfeld finished.

Yang Feng felt horrified in his heart.

This kind of evil spell is far more terrifying than I imagined.

If it were possible to refine puppets infinitely, wouldn't it be...

"Mr. Yang must be thinking, is it possible to make unlimited puppets?"

Seinfeld asked.

Yang Feng nodded and said: "If it can be done, it would be too scary."

"In fact, we thought so too, but after our research, we found that this kind of martial arts requires strong mental power to control."

Sein Fei said and explained: "Even a person with a mental power as strong as Sima Shan can only control a dozen puppets. An ordinary person can control one or two, which is already very impressive."

"That's a blessing."

Yang Feng didn't dare to think about it.

If the heavenly beings of that era had become Sima Shan's puppet...

"Then why are you looking for me this time?"

Yang Feng asked.

Song Fei didn't speak, just looked at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng seemed to have guessed something and said, "It has something to do with Xiaoxin."

"Yes, Mr. Yang is the first person who can speak Chu language to communicate with her, so I think Mr. Yang should also know the mystery of this little girl."

Seinfeld mentioned.

Yang Feng also felt a little emotional and said: "This girl is indeed different from ordinary people, and I didn't expect that she would be targeted by the Sima family."

"The Sima family wants to get a huge secret from her."

"What secret?"

"I'm sorry I can't tell."

Seinfeld's apologetic look.

Yang Feng didn't force the question, but just said: "Then when you come to me, do you want me to hand over Xiaoxin to you?"

"Of course not, we are not that despicable, and if we were to do this, we would have already taken action while Mr. Yang was away."

"Oh?"

"I just want to tell you that since Xiaoxin has been discovered by the Sima family, I think someone will come to pick her up soon."

Song Fei said with a smile: "Mr. Yang must protect her safety during this period."

"Are you talking about the people from that village?"

Yang Feng asked.

Sein Fei nodded and said, "Probably so."

His words carried some profound meaning.

Yang Feng always felt that things seemed to be getting more and more complicated.

And Seinfeld seems to know something.

But Yang Feng knew that even if he pressed the question, he wouldn't get much results.

After finishing a fake here, Yang Feng walked to the door.

At this time there was already a car waiting for him.

Yang Feng returned home at night.

After eleven o'clock in the evening.

All the lights in the house have been turned off, only the study room is still lit.

It should be that Lin Xue is still busy at work.

When Yang Feng was about to go back to his room to sleep, his eyes suddenly stopped at the door of Xiong Kaixin's room.

He hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and walked in.

On the bed at this time.

Xiong Kaixin was lying on the bed, sound asleep like a big character.

In her sleep, she could also hear the sound of her chewing, which was a bit cute.

Yang Feng had no choice but to walk over, pick up the girl and put her away. After covering her with a quilt, she was ready to leave.

But just when he turned around, Xiong Kaixin's voice suddenly came from behind, saying: "Father!"

"Ok?"

Yang Feng turned around and said helplessly: "I am not your father."

"Uncle Shui said you are."

Xiong Kaixin is a little stubborn.

Yang Feng was helpless, but curious: "Then haven't you met your parents?"

"No, I grew up in Aunt Yun's house in the village."

Xiong Kaixin said.

She seems to have no idea about her parents.

Yang Feng remembered what he said just now and asked, "Will your Aunt Yun be worried if you come out this time?"

"This one……"

Xiong Kaixin lowered his head and muttered: "She should have found me soon..."