"Boss, you can also use talisman and seal script. This is amazing."
Su Bai praised.
Some young people did not believe in the art of talisman and seal script, but she seemed to have heard about it. Moreover, she saw the significant changes in the double phoenix jade pendant, so she felt that Qin Tian was more mysterious and powerful.
"Understand a little bit."
Qin Tian smiled and said, he followed the law and drew another talisman to restore the normal color of the Pisces Jade Pendant.
Immediately, he arranged several talismans inside the two jade pendants. In this way, the two jade pendants worn on Tang Zichen and Qin Xue respectively could play a role in clearing the mind and strengthening the body, and could also ward off evil spirits. , once these two people encounter real danger, he can also sense it.
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There were few stars in the moon that night.
About ten o'clock in the evening, a bald man came out of an apartment in the old town of Tiannan City.
This man wore sunglasses, a simple T-shirt and casual pants, and a pair of sandals. He was about forty years old.
He is Boss Zhong of Qizhen Pavilion.
He no longer looked fifty years old during the day, and looked much younger. He no longer wore a melon cap and a Tang suit, and no longer had the pair of stones he was always playing with.
It turns out that the way this guy dressed up in Qizhen Pavilion was completely disguised.
He looked completely different from the person he looked like during the day.
In addition, he lives in the old city and is relatively far away from Qizhen Pavilion, so no one can recognize him.
However, at this time, his pace was not so calm, because "The Ming Emperor Received the Seal Script" was actually found to be a forgery. Moreover, this person also knew the existence of Master Long, and even analyzed the current Master Long. Probably the third generation Dragon Master.
And he sent people to find trouble for Qin Tian and Su Bai, but the five masters he sent out were neither alive nor dead.
He drove a cheap car and drove quickly to the development zone.
About half an hour later, his car passed through the development area and drove into an inconspicuous farm in the suburbs.
The farm looked a little dilapidated, except for an old man with dim eyesight guarding the door.
"Zhong Fugui, you got into trouble this time."
But when Boss Zhong entered the farm, the dim-eyed old man who opened the door said something lightly.
"Mr. Qiu, does the boss already know?"
Zhong Fugui asked the old man fearfully.
Others thought that this dim-eyed old man was just an old farmer, but he knew that this old man was an innate master-level master, and he was so powerful that he was no match for this old man.
His real name is Zhong Fugui. Although he is the boss of Qizhen Pavilion, as his subordinate Yang Feng thought, he is just an errand boy. There is a real boss behind him.
Judging from his various behaviors, his boss behind the scenes is very careful.
The old man nodded and said nothing more.
After Zhong Fugui's car drove into the farm, the entrance door of a well-camouflaged underground garage opened, and he quickly drove the car in.
After parking the car in the underground garage, he opened a painting on the wall, revealing a panel of a combination lock. He pressed the code, and the door opened.
Go through a passage and then a hall appears.
In the hall, the light was a little dim, and there were two people sitting, a man and a woman.
The man looks to be in his forties. He is sitting in a wheelchair. He must have limited mobility in his legs and feet.
He has a beard and his hair is long and draped over his shoulders, but he doesn't have the slightest bit of effeminacy, and his clothes are very clean, and there is no sense of pulling him down.
His body was full of vicissitudes of life, his eyes were cloudy, but his hands were exceptionally clean and slender. It seemed that they were the hands of a top piano master, very well maintained.
The woman sitting next to him was sitting on the sofa. She had a beautiful appearance, about thirty years old, and a good figure. Sitting there, she felt like she was integrated with everything around her.
There was a string of Buddhist beads hanging around her neck, and her jade hands were still turning the beads.
"Boss, I'm sorry..."
When the bald Zhong Fugui saw these two people, he knelt down directly in front of the woman.
"My calligraphy and painting are just a way to trap the money of those who have money to burn. That Qin Tian, since you can see that I forged these words, why are you still making trouble for them? Isn't this a waste of time?
"
The woman didn't speak, but the man in the wheelchair spoke slowly.
His originally cloudy eyes suddenly shone with light.
From this tone, it seems that the forged "Picture of the Ming Emperor Receiving Seal Script" that was torn apart by Qin Tian in the Qizhen Pavilion was written by him.
"Mr. Long, I was wrong. I deserve death. Please punish me."
Zhong Fugui knelt on the ground and begged, not daring to express his anger.
"This Qin Tian is not someone you can deal with. I have asked him to check him. He is very mysterious. Before he went to prison, he was just an ordinary person. His father, Qin Yunfeng, was a mysterious figure. After he was released from prison, Qin Yunfeng
Tian became a master of medicine and martial arts, good at identifying treasures and gambling on stones. In three hours at the Linglong Jade Shop, he won more than a billion dollars, and he even got a piece of glass imperial green jadeite.
Mr. Helong has retired and now only makes money by selling a few pieces of information. Please leave your men alone who were arrested by the police for the time being and avoid causing trouble."
The woman who was sitting on the sofa and turning her prayer beads squinted her eyes and spoke.
In such a short period of time, she had almost completely investigated Qin Tian, and even investigated Qin Tian's father. One can imagine how powerful she is.
"Yes, boss."
Zhong Fugui nodded, but the beads of sweat on his forehead kept falling. The air conditioning was turned on in the underground hall, and the temperature was very suitable, but he was sweating all the time, and his whole body was quickly wet with sweat.
It seemed that the woman in front of him was very terrifying.
"I have noticed this Qin Tian a long time ago. I originally planned to ask him to help Mr. Long look at his legs. Now it seems that there is no need for me to ask him. Since we have offended him, we should not have any illusions. You
Ah, it ruined my good deeds."
The woman sighed.
"Boss, I'm sorry."
After hearing these words, Zhong Fugui was even more afraid to get up and knelt on the ground, but his whole body was shaking like chaff.
"What are you afraid of? Now, I have learned Buddhism and no longer kill people. The destroyer of the past is no longer around."
The woman looked at Zhong Fugui indifferently and said: "The reputation of Qizhen Pavilion must have been greatly damaged, but you have to continue to maintain this business and keep a low profile. Now you can leave."
"Thank you boss."
Zhong Fugui quickly stood up and prepared to leave.
He is one of the few people who knows the identity of this woman and man.
This man is what Qin Tian calls Master Long. He is the best in the world in forging antique calligraphy and paintings. If he doesn't leave a dragon character in every imitation, no one will be able to detect that it is a forgery.
And this woman, whose real name is Yu Chaonan, is known as the Destroyer. She is ranked number one on the world's killer rankings, and number two is the God of Death, Long Shaoan.
If Long Shaoan, the God of Death, is the king of killers, then she is the god of killers.
However, Destroyer has been missing for three years, and many people think she is dead.
However, in the world killer rankings, no one dares to take away her title of number one. As long as they have not seen her body, almost no one dares to take the risk to offend her. Even if they are as arrogant as the "God of Death" Long Shaoan,
I dare not claim to be number one.
"Wait a minute."
But just when Zhong Fugui was about to leave the hall, the voice of "The Destroyer" Yu Chaonan sounded faintly.
"Boss... after you kill me, can you let my wife, children and children go..."
Zhong Fugui turned around, his legs were weak and his voice was trembling. He felt that his boss "The Destroyer" Yu Chaonan had changed his mind, and he was definitely doomed.
"I said I wouldn't kill you, why don't you believe me?"
Yu Chaonan said: "If a visitor comes to visit, please help me push Mr. Long's wheelchair and go out to greet him together."
"yes!"
Zhong Fugui did not dare to ask who was coming. He immediately walked behind Mr. Long, pushed his wheelchair, and walked out of the underground hall.
Inside the farm, the moonlight is like water.
The night in the suburbs is very quiet, except for the night insects, singing shamelessly in the night.
The old man guarding the door had already fallen to the ground at this time. He was an innate master, but he didn't even have a chance to warn him, and the moonlight stretched the two figures apart.
"We are here to welcome you as a distinguished guest. Please forgive me for not being able to welcome you from afar."
Yu Chaonan took the lead and walked to the large yard of the farm. He said loudly that he had taken off the Buddhist beads from her neck and kept turning them in his hand. Then Zhong Fugui pushed Mr. Long and walked out.