Mr. Feng suddenly changed color, "Liu San, you can say this casually! Be careful to lose your head."

Mr. Liu's round face was slightly cold, "Brother Feng, I said you were too worried. What's wrong with an ancient martial arts tomb? It's logical that it should be reported. It can be used as an arsenal and rewarded with a new leader, which is not beyond the reach of it. It has been customized and no one can say anything. You and I are the new leader. What's wrong with coming to the arsenal to exchange treasures? Keep your heart in mind, let alone Uncle Feng is a celebrity of Deputy Commander Cao, even my father alone can fill this matter."

Mr. Feng's face cleared a little, patted Mr. Liu on the shoulder and said, "Third brother, this is the truth, but be careful to sail the ship for ten thousand years. The problem is inside and not outside. Who says that the benefits are great? It is not just you and my brothers. They are more jealous. Who knows whether it will cause a big mess? You and my brothers will make a fortune in a quiet voice."

Mr. Liu nodded, "What the second brother said makes sense. Brother, I'm curious. I heard that this tomb has a history of 8,000 years. It should be from the Wuwu period. During that period, you also know that although the practice has flourished, it is far less prosperous than it is now. There are not many other things worth looking forward to. But my father said that the martial arts in that era were mostly self-explored by monks, and they have learned very little from the people of the past. If the martial arts are passed on, they must be learned by nature and understand the way of heaven. Compared with the current martial arts, it is extremely powerful or worse, but it directly points to the great way of practice, which is very precious. You said that our brothers have worked hard this time, and those big figures have gained a big head, so we should always leave some soup for our brothers."

Mr. Feng was about to answer the conversation, but found that the two blue-clothed deacons had arrived at the venue. He hurried out of the exchange room and said, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

The tall blue-clothed deacon said strangely, "What, the two young men have not completed the redemption yet!"

As soon as this said, Mr. Feng and Mr. Liu seemed to have been hit by a stick on their heads, and they all shouted in horror, "The pages of Jiachen are empty and not bright at all!"

"This is impossible!"

The short blue-clothed deacon shouted and rushed into the exchange room.

The tall blue-clothed deacon turned into a lightning and ran towards the equipment room.

But after a dozen breaths, the four of them gathered together again.

The short blue-clothed deacon said, "It's really not bright, Lao Zhao, is there something wrong with the equipment?"

The tall blue-clothed deacon looked like frost and spit out a thunderous thunder, "The equipment is good, it shows that the baby has been redeemed."

"This is impossible!"

Mr. Feng was about to explode.

"There is an insider, and I'm telling me, you two have secretly kept the baby, except for you, you can't do it!"

Young Master Liu grabbed the collar of the short blue-clothed deacon and lifted it up.

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

"President Feng, did Master Liu think that my brothers are brave enough to be ambitious and dare to use this method?"

The tall deacon's face suddenly became gloomy. Such a big mess came into being. The insider was too heavy to take the blame. If someone else forcibly wanted to take the blame on him, he had to see if he was willing to take it.

Young Master Liu suddenly exploded, "What, the surname Zhao, do you dare to beat the emperor? Believe it or not?"

"The third brother!"

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

After calming down, he quickly came back to the point that it could not have been done by two deacons in blue, unless they were really crazy.

The thought flashed, and he suddenly remembered that before he and Young Master Liu entered the interior, someone had taken the lead in the exchange room, "No, no, there is another person, and another person, it must be that kid who redeems the treasure."

Although Mr. Feng did not indicate it, he shouted and the other three people realized it.

"What a traitor. I dare to attack my grandfather. I must check it. I won't hurry up and check his sect leader's token!"

Young Master Liu shouted loudly.

The tall deacon wrinkled his face into bitter gourd, "How to check, I can't check it, Wu Ling re-blooded and recognized it, it's exactly the same, how to check it."

"There are a few treasures in total, what are they!"

Mr. Feng's heart sank rapidly.

"Five pieces are all classics!"

The short deacon snatched the voice.

“Isn’t there a photocopy?”

Mr. Liu was so anxious that his round face changed shape.

As soon as the words were spoken, the three of them changed their expressions. Mr. Liu realized that he had said something stupid. If he could copy them, why bother and Mr. Feng to take risks and take this step more.

Sure enough, the tall deacon explained, "It is all forbidden jade slips. Once the blood is opened, the words will be fleeting and cannot be copied at all."

"Five portions, this person actually exchanged five portions in a row. What does it mean? It means that there was a premeditation. Otherwise, where ordinary people would go to find so many resentment beads, they would have known it early, and it must have been the hands of insiders."

Mr. Feng made a decisive conclusion.

The three of them pondered for a moment and agreed.

Mr. Liu said, "How much do we know about the plot of the jade slips of the martial tomb? We will investigate them one by one?"

"inappropriate!"

The tall deacon simply rejected it.

Mr. Liu's face suddenly became gloomy, and his sarcastic words were about to be spoken, so he heard Mr. Feng say, "It's indeed inappropriate. It's not something that should be found, but something that should be found capable of taking action!"

Mr. Liu also recalled that this is true. The matter of the ancient martial arts tomb is not a secret in the well-informed people in Huaixi Prefecture.

Once you know that the ancient martial arts tomb was excavated, and it happened that the Wu Ling was enfeoffed, if you understand a little about the ancient things, you will know that someone will take advantage of this to attack the ancient martial arts tomb.

Therefore, who knows that it is entirely a self-inflicted trouble, but it is capable of starting. According to the forces in Huaixi Prefecture, there are only a few companies.

Just when everyone was at a loss, a figure with wide chest rushed in like lightning. As the figure with wide chest entered, the whole room immediately seemed dim and heavy.

"uncle!"

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

"See all the masters!"

The visitor was Mr. Feng's uncle, Feng Tingshu, the third capital of Huaixi Prefecture's Accounting and Household Department.

The entire Huaixi Prefecture Order Office is divided into three departments and one guard, namely the Qing Li Department, the Recording House Department, the Ji Department, and the Huya Guard.

The Qing official department was in charge of the promotion of the power structure of the entire government, the accounting department was in charge of financial planning, the Ji department was in charge of punishment, and the Huya Guards were also in charge of the conquest and garrison.

The four major functional departments cover the entire Huaixi Prefecture, which are controlled by the prefecture master and the nine elders of the elders. They govern the entire Huaixi Prefecture with 30 million miles of land, millions of monks, and billions of creatures.

Feng Tingshu is one of the six major commanders of the Accounting and Household Department. He has extremely powerful power and is undoubtedly a great figure in the entire Huaixi Prefecture.
Chapter completed!