National Art: Opening Golden Bell Jar

It doesn't matter if you don't find it, why did I miss it as soon as I came?

For a moment just now, Chen Yang really wanted to stop Professor Lian. In front of me, do you want to take away a magic weapon?

But in the end, as a person who cares about himself, he cannot do that: no matter how good things are, they are not yours, and they cannot be forced.

If you really want to do that, what is the difference with the domineering Kunlun?

So he hoped in his heart that Zhuang Haoyun could keep this stone bowl, the stone lantern.

However, under Uncle Zhuang's dominance, Zhuang Haoyun did not persist, and it was really inappropriate for Chen Yang to instigate him to make trouble.

As a powerful person in this plane, he has to be embarrassed, right?

But because he wanted his face and brushed past a magic weapon, at this moment, his entanglement turned into a river.

Hearing Zhuang Haoyun's question, Chen Yang regained his composure and replied, "That stone lamp is a good thing, tell your fourth uncle, it's best not to leak it."

Tang Wenji raised her brows and subconsciously touched the nine-section whip on her waist, "Is it really a treasure?"

If not to mention that the Maoshan faction itself is not a good object, she subconsciously started to fight for it.

However, her behavior made Chen Yang more determined, "Look at you, you want to grab something good when you see it, is it any different from Kunlun?"

"In the age of the end of the Dharma, there is no other choice," Tang Wenji replied bluntly, and she dropped her book bag, "If the warehouse is real, you will know etiquette, and if you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace... When survival is a problem, you can't take care of that." too much."

But she is still unwilling to compare with Kunlun, "I'm not as arrogant as those guys, I plan to spend money to buy it..."

If you can't buy it, you still have to grab it, right?Chen Yang didn't bother to argue with her anymore, but looked sideways at Zhuang Haoyun, "Can it be done?"

Zhuang Haoyun had a cheeky expression on his face, "Is it really a treasure?"

Chen Yang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said clearly, "It's really a treasure. Of course, we have to try it out to see how precious it is."

Zhuang Haoyun's tart expression became more and more obvious, "Tsk...why did you come a step late?"

After hesitating for a while, he said with a bitter face, "I annoyed the fourth uncle a bit just now, and he won't listen to anything else, and it will be counterproductive... His temper is actually quite stubborn."

When Tang Wenji heard this, she became more and more anxious, "This is your dealer's treasure, so it was taken away like this?"

Zhuang Haoyun's face was really ugly, he shook his head angrily, "My bookmaker's business... Well, it's hard to say, I can only ask someone to say hello, and I'll talk to the fourth uncle after a while, at least wait for him to clear up. pissed."

Tang Wenji looked at him mockingly, "Back when you stole my Maoshan ancestral card, you said you would do it. I didn't expect you to be so timid."

Is robbing someone else's house the same as robbing one's own?Zhuang Haoyun rolled his eyes helplessly, "The problem is my fourth uncle. Even if he doesn't sell my face, he is still the fourth uncle. Could it be that I can kill him?"

"You can ask me to take action," Tang Wenji patted her chest and spoke proudly, "I'm not bragging to you, these two scumbags, I'll take care of them in minutes... It's not a problem to let them fall into the valley or be hit by a big rock. , it depends on what you mean."

The sky is about to get dark, and those two weak chickens are going to walk a long mountain road in the dark.

Zhuang Haoyun hesitated for a moment, but shook his head, "Forget it, who made us come late?"

He is more unscrupulous in his actions, but there is still some bottom line. The last time he hired someone to steal the Maoshan ancestral card, he had to do it in order to cure his son. This time he just wanted his son to learn from his teacher, and it was not a matter of life and death.

Of course, he wouldn't give up easily, "Let's take a look first, maybe there's something good..."

But it's a pity that there is really nothing in the cave that Chen Yang can take a fancy to.

Instead, he took a closer look at the stone house full of broken stones.

The stone house is not like a cave, it has been cleaned up, but there are still a lot of broken stones, but Chen Yang felt it carefully for a long time, and he really didn't feel the evil spirit of the broken stone lock.

The two missing pieces on the stone lock are destined to be found here.

Seeing Chen Yang's disappointed expression, Zhuang Haoyun suggested, "How about resting in the cave for one night and looking around early tomorrow morning, what do you think?"

Chen Yang murmured, but it was Tang Wenji who was worried about the stone lantern, "Where did that stone lantern go after a night's rest? You must know that there is no mobile phone signal here, and you can't even notify the farmer's family." "Really If you want to notify, there is no problem," Zhuang Haoyun walked to a chair, touched under the chair with his hand, took out a landline telephone, and connected it to the telephone socket.

Not to mention that the dealer runs this place very carefully, and actually pulled a telephone line alone to communicate with the outside world.

He didn't want to expose too much before, but now he doesn't care much.

This call was the banker's internal call, and he directly dialed his wife and gave some instructions.

Zhuang Haoyun didn't ask others to stop the fourth uncle, but just asked his wife to inform the third grandpa that he had met Professor Lian from the Health Care Association. Professor Lian also liked the Zhuang family's cave, and the fourth uncle lent a stone bowl to Professor Lian for research.

Zhuang Haoyun's wife, who is also smart, asked, "Is that stone bowl important?"

However, Zhuang Haoyun knew that his wife cherished her son too much and dared not tell her the truth, otherwise she might have something to do.

He just said vaguely that, regardless of whether it was important or not, the fourth uncle wanted to lend it out for the benefit of the third grandpa. I supported this, but it was the dealer's business. I didn't see it. I hope the fourth uncle remembers to take it back.

His words were tactful, but what he meant to express was also expressed.

Chen Yang then decided: let's stay for one night.

He didn't go out to chase Professor Lian and Fourth Uncle Zhuang, and he didn't notice that the two of them left while the sky was still light and walked about ten miles up the mountain road. When it was dark, a young man walked out beside them.

The young man was Professor Lian's assistant, and he was also a master of Xinyiquan. The reason why he stopped here was because Fourth Uncle Zhuang didn't want him to know where Zhuang's cave was.

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When Chen Yang and the others came over, the young man saw it from a distance—there was basically no fixed road leading to the cave, as long as the direction was roughly the same, so the paths of the two groups of people were not very consistent.

That is to say, if Tang Wenji really chased him out and killed him, and ended up with Fourth Uncle Zhuang and Professor Lian, the existence of this young man would also bring considerable suspicion to her and Chen Yang.

Needless to say, Professor Lian had someone to help him. Early the next morning, Chen Yang stopped meditating and walked out of the cave to take a look to see if there were any good things around.

But it is very regrettable, there is really nothing good, not even the breath of the leylines.

What Chen Yang originally thought was that if he really couldn't do it, he would try to pull the ley lines here, and it would not be in vain - he had already tried it once in Wangwu, and he already had some experience in it.

Unexpectedly, there is nothing here, and it is not as good as the mountain land he contracted in Chaoyang.

It can be seen that these statements of Dongtian Fudi are quite reasonable. The earth veins are really hard to come by. Even the famous Mongolian dealers may not have the ability to build secret caves in places with abundant earth veins.

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In short, this trip was wasted, and Chen Yang was a little upset, so at around [-]:[-], he grabbed Zhuang Haoyun with one hand and Tang Wenji with the other, and ran down the mountain in a hurry.

If you fly in the sky, the speed will be faster, but it is too much energy, and it will be much easier to run with two people.

In fact, Tang Wenji was already a mid-level martial artist. If he just ran on the ground, he didn't have to work hard, but Zhuang Haoyun's body was heavy and it took him a lot of effort.

But even so, it took Chen Yang more than 40 minutes to reach the dealer's yard on the mountain road of about [-] miles—even in many places without roads. It was just at seven o'clock.

This speed can already be regarded as a world record.

After Zhuang Haoyun entered the yard, he was so tired that he slumped on the chair without any strength at all. Although he was caught and ran by Chen Yang, it took some effort for him to walk with his two legs.

His wife and Zhuang Zesheng also got up, and upon seeing this, they made breakfast for them.

Breakfast in a small mountain village in Pingyang is very monotonous, a bowl of thick millet porridge, a plate of pickles, and a few fried dough sticks bought in the village. Probably because Chen Yang is a distinguished guest, the dealer made an extra plate of scrambled eggs.

As for meat dishes?This is really not the case. For thousands of years, breakfast in the village has been like this. No matter how rich Zhuang Haoyun is, he will follow the trend in his hometown. Bacon does not exist.

Chen Yang had been active all morning, and he was also a little hungry. He ate seven or eight fried dough sticks as thick as his arms, and two bowls of millet porridge. His appetite was quite amazing.

Zhuang Zesheng saw this scene in his eyes, and his heart felt more and more itchy. He walked up to Chen Yang while others were not paying attention, and asked in a low voice, "Master Feng, is that stone bowl... really important?"

Chen Yang looked at him in surprise, then nodded after pondering, "Anyway, it's definitely a good thing."

Zhuang Zesheng's eyes brightened, "If I can get it, can you teach me the most powerful kung fu?"

Both father and son are not fuel-efficient lamps!Chen Yang pondered for a while and said, "This...don't mess around, listen to your father." B.

Chapter 857

Chen Yang's trip to Pingyang this time was quite a failure.

In particular, the fact that a magic weapon that could be obtained at his fingertips was missed, which made him feel quite depressed.

Zhuang Haoyun wanted to send them back, but he said, "We won't work for President Zhuang, and no one else will deliver us."

Mr. Zhuang knew that the other party had a heart for the stone lantern, so he was a little dissatisfied with his attitude, so he wanted to give them the Jindi Da Ben to drive back to Zhengyang.

Chen Yang repeatedly declined and said no need, and I didn't lack a car to drive, so I had no choice but to say that you just send us to the town.

Mr. Zhuang drove a big car and put the two of them in the town.

As a result, when they got out of the car, they happened to bump into a car with the license plate of Pingyang City Government, which was an Audi.

When the car passed by them, it stopped slowly. In such a small town, Daben and Audi are rare.

The window of the Audi car was lowered, Uncle Zhuang's face was exposed, and he nodded at them, "Going? Have a good trip."

Watching the Audi's windows close and start slowly again, the corners of Zhuang Haoyun's mouth twitched, and a soft snort came out of his nose.

Chen Yang didn't even bother to talk about it. He was worried that if he saw the guy's face, he couldn't help but stop the car halfway to kill and seize the treasure.

Walking to a corner of the street and seeing that no one was around, he released a motorcycle, "Sit up."

Tang Wenji stepped forward and grabbed the handlebars, "I ride, you sit!"

Chen Yang naturally let her go. The first time he knew her, she was riding that huge Harley motorcycle.

Tang Wenji's outfit today is quite eye-catching. Although it was only in mid-May, she was only wearing a white loose sweater and a pair of brown denim hot pants. She showed a pair of big white legs. 's motorcycle.

On the back seat of the motorcycle, there was also a tall and handsome little brother.

She was riding a motorcycle, which was quite an eyesore all the way, and many people pointed out, "If you ride a motorcycle like this, your joints will go wrong sooner or later."

"That's right, it's only been a few months, and it's just like this."

These words are all good, but who would have thought that such a delicate and fashionable girl would be a mid-level martial artist?

The two didn't go too far, they just went straight to the city of Pingyang - if they really wanted to get on the highway, it would be impossible to ride a motorcycle, right?

In the southern suburbs of Pingyang, there is Yao Temple, which is the place of worship in the past dynasties. Chen Yang and Tang Wenji plan to visit it.

This is not a Taoist dojo, but a place where Chinese sons and daughters worship their ancestors. The two came here with no utilitarian ideas, but felt that since they came to Pingyang, it would be a bit regrettable not to visit the Yao Temple.

The Yao Temple was first built in the Western Jin Dynasty, and has changed its location several times, and even moved from Hexi to Hedong. There are no too old relics.

However, both of them watched with relish. The two of them traveled a lot in famous mountains and rivers, and had a lot of contact with Taoism and Buddhism. This kind of simple nostalgia or admiring the scenery is really refreshing.

However, Tang Wenji's attire is still a little more eye-catching. Although there are a lot of white legs in Pingyang City, but in early summer, it is this kind of sacrificial place, and many people dress conservatively.

Many people turned their heads to look at her, and some pointed at her, to the effect that the weather wasn't that hot, so they were dressed like this.

The little celestial master feels very unbalanced. In the south of us, everyone had already dressed like this a month ago.

In the end, someone sneered in a moderate voice, "It's pretty pretty, let's go back and wash slowly at night."

Pingyang produces coal, and the air quality is one of the worst in the country. Tang Wenji has big white legs, a white sweater, and a pile of white sneakers. If you spend a day in Pingyang, you really need to wash it when you go back at night.