With Ye Wufeng's strength, he would not be killed at a depth of several hundred meters under the sea, so there might be another reason for his disappearance.
After all, he has some friendship with Ye Wufeng. Mo Hai is not interested in the treasure, but Mo Hai has to save the person.
"How many days has Sword Saint Ye been missing?" Mo Hai asked.
"It's been two days since the treasure has been sought but cannot be obtained. People from the United States and the island country want to use explosives directly to blow up the entrance to the seabed cave. Because the entrance is on our side of the East China Sea, they can't get it, and they don't want us to get it.
His heart is so cruel." Zeng Jinren said angrily.
"Two days?" Mo Hai frowned. After two days in the deep sea, Ye Wufeng could say that he was dead.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Forget it, don't delay, we will go there right away." Mo Hai said.
Zeng Jinren looked helpless. Ye Wufeng was considered a semi-official person. Zeng Jinren was not responsible for this incident. Zeng Jinren had no idea that Ye Wufeng had gone to the East China Sea. It was only after Ye Wufeng's accident that Zeng Jinren was notified.
However, Ye Wufeng had been missing at the bottom of the sea for several hours, and it was too late for Zeng Jinren to know. A strong man of Ye Wufeng's level could only last fifteen minutes at the bottom of the deep sea, so Zeng Jinren concluded that Ye Wufeng was dead.
The person was already dead, so there was no point in informing Mo Hai. Mo Hai happened to come this time, so he told Mo Hai about the situation.
Zeng Jinren hoped that Mo Hai would take action to scare the islanders and Americans and make them withdraw from the East China Sea. Of course, it would be better if Mo Hai was willing to go to the sea to salvage those treasures.
As for Ye Wufeng, the possibility of survival is almost zero.
Zeng Jinren could only express regret, but Mo Hai was so anxious to save Ye Wufeng, which moved Zeng Jinren.
Mo Hai usually looks as cold as ice and indifferent to everything, but under the cold appearance, he has a warm heart.
Zeng Jinren thought to himself that he knew Mo Hai a little better.
"Then, what about the double rings of the Tianji?" Zeng Jinren said.
"We'll talk about it later," Mo Hai said.
"Sir, can I come and have a look?" Qin Xiaoyue suppressed her excitement and said. Since becoming Mo Hai's maid, her main task is to take care of Mo Yu. She has not experienced big scenes with Mo Hai yet. This time
The opportunity was rare, and Qin Xiaoyue was eager to give it a try.
"It's good to go and have a look." Mo Hai nodded.
"Grandpa, where are you going?" Zeng Anan asked curiously when she saw her grandfather leaving in a hurry.
"Going to do something big." Zeng Jinren said, then got into Qin Xiaoyue's car and headed to the military area, planning to take a plane to the coast and then take a boat out to sea. In this way, it is estimated that he will not be able to arrive until tomorrow.
"Mr. Zeng, let the plane fly directly to the East China Sea." Mo Hai said.
"But there is no way to land at that time. If we want to go down, we can only parachute." Zeng Jinren explained.
"It's okay, I have a way." Mo Hai said.
"Uh, okay then." Zeng Jinren only nodded. Although he was old, his skydiving skills were top-notch. Although skydiving at sea was very dangerous, Zeng Jinren was not afraid.
As for Mo Hai, Zeng Jinren doesn't need to worry. Mo Hai has great supernatural powers and must have a way. Maybe he can just jump out of the plane.
Watching their grandfather leave, Zeng Anan and others couldn't help but become more curious.
"I wonder what Grandpa and the others are going to do?"
"Let's not worry about grandpa's affairs. By the way, what did you feel when you looked at that painting just now?"
"It felt very strange. I seemed to have entered a painting, saw a Taoist temple, and was frightened by a monster."
"Me too."
"It seems that everyone is the same. Then this painting is really magical. Grandpa said that the Taoist priest who wants to accept a disciple will not live in that Taoist temple, right?"
"How is it possible? The Taoist temple is in the painting. How is it possible that the Taoist priest lives in the painting?"
"By the way, grandpa and the others have left, but the painting has not been taken away? Let's go and have a look."
"Hey, the painting is still there, not taken away."
People like Zeng Anan kept chattering away. Seeing that the painting was still in the tea room, they all squeezed into the tea room and stood in front of the Taoist view in the mountains, looking at it curiously again.
Mo Hai forgot to put away this painting and didn't remember it until he got on the plane, but it didn't matter.
But, sometimes, things go a little awry.
Qing Yuanzi could see the outside in the painting, because he had already "interviewed" people like Zeng An'an, so naturally he was too lazy to expend mental energy to test these people again.
However, the tree wants to be still but the wind does not stop.
Zeng Jinren was away, leaving only Zeng An'an and other juniors. Naturally, everyone spoke freely and commented on the painting.
Finally, we discussed Taoism and Qing Yuanzi.
Although it's not a bad word, it is very disapproving of being a Taoist priest.
"Grandpa, it's true, he actually insists on us becoming Taoist priests. Fortunately, we are lucky. The Taoist priest didn't like us. Otherwise, it would be terrible. If I become a Taoist priest, it would be too embarrassing. I will be blamed for it in the future.
My friends laughed to death." Zeng Anan said happily.
Hearing these words, Qing Yuanzi couldn't sit still.
These little guys actually regard being a Taoist priest as a shameful thing. People's hearts are really bad, and the world is declining. If it weren't for the fact that there is only a trace of the soul left now, Qing Yuanzi would have come out to teach Zeng An'an a lesson.
brat.
"An'an, I don't think grandpa will give up like that. We have to be careful." Someone reminded.
"It's okay, I think the Taoist Priest will definitely look down on me because I'm a girl." Zeng Anan said with a confident smile.
"Just because you are a girl?" Everyone doubted. First published
"You are so stupid. This Taoist Priest must be very old. He is probably from the same era as my grandfather. People of their time were all patriarchal. And have you ever seen a female Taoist priest in our Chinese Taoist temple?
?The Taoist leader chooses the successor of his Taoism, and he will definitely choose a man. It is impossible to choose a woman. You men need to be more careful." Zeng Anan said.
"That makes sense." Everyone couldn't help but nod.
Even Qing Yuanzi in the painting couldn't help but nod slightly.
"This little girl is very smart. I really will not choose a woman to inherit my inheritance of Wuliangguan. However, there are exceptions to everything. Before I meet a candidate who can truly inherit my lineage, I can accept a disciple to try.
Give it a try, well, it’s up to you. When Mr. Mo comes back, I’ll tell Mr. Mo that Zeng An’an’s name is okay. I hope you can practice peacefully in the future.” Qing Yuanzi was painting.
He was talking to himself, showing a self-deprecating smile.
It was such a coincidence, fate was destined, Zeng Anan was unintentionally inserted into the situation, she did not want to be a Chinese female Taoist priest, but fate had to favor her.