The sun sets and the sky is dim.

The sun sets halfway in the horizon in the West, and the remaining afterglow reflects the clouds in a dim light, forming a pleasing view of burning clouds.

On the highway, a silver-white SUV was galloping rapidly, with light illuminated in the headlights, and the bright light dispelled the gradually dimming night.

In the car, the light yellow light was bright.

Wang Qiang's eyes were closed tightly, and his wide hands were placed on his thighs. If you could notice it carefully, his hips were lifted up and not sitting down, but sitting empty-handedly. His body was slightly undulating with the shaking of the SUV, as if he was really sitting. He was like a machine, not idle for a quarter of an hour, and was stomping on horseback, tempering his martial arts foundation.

"Brother Wang, you just came back. I forgot to tell you something. The younger brother did not die in an accident, but was deliberately murdered," the young man sitting next to him looked out the car window and told casually, clearly showing that he was not very concerned about the younger brother's life and death.

"Yuan Long disappeared for three months?" Wang Qiang closed his eyes and heard that Yuan Long died and opened his eyes.

"No, he died three months ago. According to the investigation, after returning home from the martial arts hall, he was robbed in the southern suburbs of the community and finally killed by someone with a knife. The enemy obviously hated him deeply, for fear of not dying, and his heart was stabbed many times," the man's eyes retracted from his car window, and he continued to preach in a plain tone. "Although my junior brother only studied with his master for three months, his talent is still above us. He has already learned that ordinary people are not opponents at all. He can subdue and hijack him and take him away. He is obviously not an ordinary person, so it is called death from an accident to the outside world."

"This is the result of my inquiry," the man took out a photo from his arms, which was a shy young man wearing formal suit and trousers, and his feet were wiped with bright leather shoes.

"His name is Yang Qifeng, and he looks weak,"

"Before the youngest brother died, he hired someone to deal with him, saying that there was a hatred between them. I found the person and found it very interesting that the youngest brother was obviously inappropriate in his work and he found it in advance. According to the hired person, this Yang Qifeng is not as weak as the photo. They were easily subdued,"

"What's more interesting is that the master has seen this Yang Qifeng in the martial arts hall. I specially watched the surveillance video of the martial arts hall. This Yang Qifeng was very careful. He wore a baseball cap and sunglasses to pretend to be himself. I just looked at it, but he underestimated the master's keenness as a warrior and recognized him based on the photos. Although there was no other evidence, it was already possible to determine that his death and his junior brother were inseparable from this."

"Are you planning to take revenge for your junior brother?" Wang Qiang asked back.

"I will bear the trouble myself," the young man sneered, and he preached in a cold tone; "I specifically investigated to see if the junior brother's death is related to the martial arts hall. Since it is not for the martial arts hall, what does his death have to do with me?"

"He was able to join the martial arts hall to become a master, but Brother Wang is working on it. Brother Wang won't avenge his junior brother?"

"I asked my master to accept him as his disciple because he had a way to eliminate his secret injuries. I asked him to accept him for him," Wang Qiang was silent for a moment, and then slowly told the reason. He did not have much fluctuations in Yuan Long's death, and continued to preach calmly. "This is just a transaction. He treated his secret injuries and taught him his skills. He and our brothers learned skills since childhood and grew up differently."

"It's good that Brother Wang understands it. As big changes are imminent today, as long as it has nothing to do with us, it's better not to have any troubles," the young man said here and sighed, saying in a low tone. "It's not that we are a little bit of junior brother, but that he uses the master's secret injury as a bargaining chip. He has a strong utilitarianism and does not agree with the martial arts hall at all. If he really recognizes the martial arts hall, he has a good talent. How can the master give up on him? Our senior brothers will not ignore it. He blames everything."

"babble!"

Wang Qiang looked at the photo in his hand, and he was surprised and didn't look at it. He just glanced at it and didn't look at it. Now, when he looked closely, he immediately felt familiar and preached to the young man next to him. "Qian San, do you have a photo of him wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses?"

"Yes," Qian San took out a few more photos from his arms and handed them directly to Wang Qiang and said, "These photos were cut from the surveillance video,"

"It's him," Wang Qiang looked at the photos wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses again. He was able to confirm that the guy who was riding in the same car with him. He was deeply impressed because the other party was a strong man.

"Brother Wang has seen him?"

"Um,"

"Just when I came back from outside Bincheng not long ago, he got on the bus from the southern suburbs,"

"The suburbs of the southern suburbs are where the junior brother died. After three months, he appeared again. I am afraid that he disappeared like Brother Wang for three months and went to that mysterious place,"

"Yes, he must have gone to that place too. Don't be suspicious. He must have killed his junior brother," Wang Qiang put down the photo and preached in a sure tone.

The whistling wind sounded, and the young man had rolled down the car window. He threw a few photos directly along the car window, watching the photos fluttering with the wind, and finally disappeared into the night, closed the car window again, and the young man preached with a serious look on his face. "Since Brother Wang does not intend to avenge his junior brother, then this matter will end here."

"I went there myself to know that he had good skills and could come back alive, which would become even more terrible. Even if you plan to take revenge, I will dissuade you. Yuan Long is not worthy of us to fight against such an enemy for him," Wang Qiang echoed the words of the young man. After experiencing the world of reincarnation, he naturally knew the terror of the reincarnation person. The other party experienced a reincarnation mission, and he didn't know what strange skills he learned in the world of reincarnation.

Of course, Yang Qifeng didn't know that there was a conversation about himself on the highway. At this time, Yang Qifeng successfully arrived at his destination. This is a village called Kuoshan Village under the jurisdiction of Bincheng City. The name is very simple because the village was established at the foot of the mountain. Because Kuoshan was called Kuoshan Village, it is a very local name. The village was not built in the mountains. It is not particularly poor but not very rich. It has all the construction that should be built, and the concrete land has paved the roads of the whole village.

There were no people in the village, and there were only a few people sitting on wooden stools chatting in the night. All of them could be seen were those who were over forty years old. It was rare for young people to be a country with a big money. Young people were working in other places and gathered in major cities. After asking for directions, Yang Qifeng had already arrived outside Yuanlong's hometown. After sending the taxi away, he found a corner to stand directly. The night was hazy and it was particularly dark tonight. The moon in the sky did not rise. Yang Qifeng's soul emerged and went straight to Yuanlong's hometown.

Yuanlong's hometown is a courtyard house with brick houses in the middle. The windows have just been replaced by wooden to aluminum alloy windows. If there is no future spiritual recovery myth and the arrival of the main god, the days of the world will be getting better and better. Unfortunately, this is destined to be impossible. Even if there is no main god space, the spiritual energy will gradually recover and pass through the Dharma-Ending World. Then the characters in the myth begin to appear one by one, the world becomes a battlefield, and the peaceful days will never return.

Yang Qifeng's soul did not search everywhere. He directly looked for the target, the blessing land of the cave, and dared to be called the blessing land. The entrance key to the blessing land of Tianshan Mountain was not an ordinary item at all. In the era when the spiritual energy had not recovered, this key was just an ancient object. Even the nine tripods cast by Dayu were only nine pieces of broken copper and iron. However, after being moisturized by the spiritual energy, it began to show extraordinary characteristics. It was difficult to distinguish them at the naked eye. However, Yang Qifeng was in a state of soul and could see the strangeness in Yuan Long's hometown at a glance. The traces of spiritual energy flow were heading towards the warehouse in the east.

He came to the warehouse. There were many things in the warehouse and there were fire kangs. Obviously, this was once a place for people, but now no one has lived here. There were all kinds of things on the kang, including gasoline barrels, iron basins filled with screws, and some bottles and jars on the ground. Yang Qifeng saw an iron token the size of a palm on the ground at a glance. The iron token had rust and could not hide the vicissitudes of history. Iron is not valuable at all, let alone rust. Even brand new steel is bargain.

No one was interested in being thrown here, and it was also because of the halo of Yuan Long's relics. Otherwise, the possibility of being thrown away was not low. After discovering the target, Yang Qifeng's soul returned to his body and slowly opened his eyes. Yang Qifeng moved his arms. He grabbed the wood in front of him and turned over and jumped in. Various vegetables were planted in the garden in the countryside. Basically, every household was self-sufficient. In front of him were tomatoes growing with wooden sticks. The old man in Yuan Long's hometown was very diligent and the tomatoes grew well. He reached out and grabbed a tomato as big as a fist, wiped it with his hands and ate it directly. Not to mention that the taste was still good. When he walked to the warehouse, the tomatoes had been eaten.
Chapter completed!