Huo Zhengkui's woman Zhang Yuanqing turned her attention to the scroll, stared at the cheongsam woman for a few seconds, then looked away and looked at the civet cat again: "What's her name? What's going on in this manor?"
The civet cat jumped onto a round table, with a light and slender figure, showing the strength of the cat's fighting power. "The owner's name is Lu Yueshuang. This manor is where Mr. Huo and the owner live. After the owner and Huo Zhengkui returned to the spiritual realm, Uncle
Lunt put the entire manor into Pan's Labyrinth to commemorate the two of them."
"Old Berrent and Huo Zhengkui have a good relationship?" Zhang Yuanqing's heart moved.
He remembered Zhai Cai saying that when old Berrent was young, he was the personal bodyguard of the President of the Free Federation. After the president died, he inherited the president's belongings.
A large part of the president's relics were "funded" by Huo Zhengkui.
Now it sounds like old Berrent and Huo Zhengkui still have a connection.
"Berrent was Huo Zhengkui's student. Both of them were Master Lei. At that time, Berrent was about the same age as you. He had just become a master and worked with Frank as an assistant and bodyguard, while Frank worked for Mr. Huo." Lihuamao
Answer all questions and be extremely cooperative:
"Berrent has an upright and kind character, and he is also Master Lei, so Mr. Huo accepted him as his student and taught him for several years."
It turned out that there was such a connection. Zhang Yuanqing secretly sensed the mood of the civet cat and confirmed that the other party was not lying.
In addition, he sensed vigilance, hostility and a trace of expectation from the civet cat's emotions.
Yes, the civet cat seems to be looking forward to their arrival.
Zhang Yuanqing was about to continue asking questions when the civet cat on the round table raised a front paw and clapped it hard, "It's my turn to ask you now!"
Those light green cat eyes stared at Zhang Yuanqing faintly:
"How do you know the Holy Plate fragments, what organization you belong to, and how you broke into Pan's Labyrinth. I'm only telling you so much because you are all Chinese. If you dare to lie to me, I will kill you all.
, used as fertilizer for Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao."
Zhang Yuanqing said hurriedly:
"Ms. JOJO, you are a Chinese cat and I am a Chinese. We are fellow villagers. Don't be impulsive! This is what happened."
If the guardian in Room 503 was arranged by old Berrent, then he would consider subduing him by force and seizing the fragments of the Holy Plate. However, the relationship between the single-pass knight and Huo Zhengkui made Zhang Yuanqing choose to confess.
Moreover, Li Huamao obviously has no intention of taking action, otherwise he would not waste these words.
So he started talking about Huo Zhengkui's descendants dying unexpectedly and the fragments of the Holy Plate being snatched away, and continued until the single knight of the Holy See wanted to recover the fragments and fight against the evil camp.
"That's why we came here. It was Old Berrent who was too stubborn to sneak into Pan's Labyrinth." Zhang Yuanqing pointed at the unconscious Zhai Cai: "He is a knight of the Holy See. Since you have been with Mr. Huo for many years, you should know
His relationship with the heirs of the Knights of the Holy See."
"He is the inheritor of the Holy See Knights?" The civet cat suddenly became excited and slapped its paws on the table several times. "After all, if it comes to his generation, it is the fourth generation?"
"No, no, no, it's the sixth generation!" Zhang Yuanqing said: "The sixth generation is a single biography."
"The lives of these knights are shorter than cats." The civet cat said pitifully.
But after listening to Zhang Yuanqing's words, it was in a great mood, "I have been waiting for you for many years. After Mr. Huo and his master returned to the spiritual realm, the burden of guarding the Holy Plate fragments fell on me. I followed the Holy Plate fragments to Frank's house
, after Frank died, I followed him here again. I was finally free."
Cats like you that live for decades are rare. Zhang Yuanqing immediately understood why he was looking forward to it so much: "How many years have you been guarding the fragments of the Holy Plate?"
The civet cat tilted its head and asked, "What year is it now?"
"2022."
"Almost a mile."
Equivalent to sixty years in prison, Zhang Yuanqing wondered: "Since Berrent is Mr. Huo's student, why didn't Mr. Huo give him the fragments of the Holy Plate?"
I didn't know the relationship between the two before, so I didn't find it strange.
The civet cat sighed in a clear voice:
"Mr. Huo said that the Holy Plate fragments should either be given to the knights of the Holy See or to the Chinese. Otherwise, there is no third option."
Uh, I remembered that Huo Zhengkui's illegitimate son said something similar when he passed on the fragments of the Holy Plate to his illegitimate son Jia Feizhang. Zhang Yuanqing immediately slapped his chest:
"Ms. JOJO, please give me the fragments of the Holy Plate. We are both Chinese and inheritors of the Holy See."
The teammates behind them looked happy. They thought there would be a bloody storm in room 503, but things developed more smoothly than they imagined.
The civet cat looked at him for a few seconds, then suddenly jumped off the round table and disappeared at the top of the stairs. After about ten seconds, it reappeared with a recurve bow in its mouth.
"This is the prop left by the master, knight profession!" Li Huamao threw the recurve bow on the table and said:
"It has master-level quality. It is one of Mr. Huo's collections, and it is also the verification method he left to me."
The recurve bow is light brown in color, simple in appearance, and even a little crude in workmanship.
But when the civet cat raised its paw and patted it, the recurve bow burst out with a majestic and pure brass light and floated automatically.
The clear voice of the civet cat became deeper:
"The rules of this house are: no lying!"
The recurve bow rippled with brass light, sweeping across the manor like ripples, and rules were established in the dark.
The civet cat stared at Zhang Yuanqing with a serious voice:
"What's your job!"
Zhang Yuanqing's expression suddenly became awkward, and he said in his heart that you can just ask about the Holy Plate directly. What profession I am is none of your business.
Seeing that he was still silent, the civet cat's eyes became sharp and dangerous, and the bowstring of the recurve bow was also drawn, and the light yellow light condensed into arrows.
"Night Traveling God" Zhang Yuanqing replied.
The cihuamao glanced sideways at the recurve bow and saw that there was no abnormality in it. He nodded with satisfaction and continued to ask:
"Since you became a person, you have killed more than 20 ordinary people."
"No."
"Does the loss of moral value exceed 1,000 points per year?"
"No!"
"What is your moral value?"
"Let me look at 10821 points."
The civet cat's eyes widened in surprise, and its face was a little dull: "You are actually a moral model?"
As a saint with considerable strength, even if he has never actively harmed a mortal, it will inevitably be affected in the battle. This is inevitable.
As for the young man in front of him, he has killed no more than 20 ordinary people since he became a saint. He has already been a few years old before he can become a saint.
What does this mean?
This shows that this man is very cautious in every battle and always puts the lives of ordinary people first. In this way, he can affect no more than twenty innocent people in a long time.
And if the loss of moral value does not exceed 1,000 points per year, it means that this person rarely does anything illegal or disciplinary.
The civet cat was delighted and gratified, "Meow~ Mr. Huo has found his ideal candidate!"
Its questions were based on Mr. Huo's last words before his death, and were not random probing and testing.
Mr. Huo is a person who pays great attention to character.
"You can't give it to bad people, I know that." Zhang Yuanqing recalled the memory he saw from Jia Feizhang. The illegitimate child inherited three principles: don't give it to foreign devils; don't give it to trash; don't give it to bad people.
The delighted civet cat asked again:
"What organization do you belong to?"
"Five Elements Alliance!"
"What kind of organization is the Five Elements Alliance?"
"The largest official organization in China, formerly known as Water God Palace, Red Fire Gang, Zhongting, White Tiger Soldiers and Hundred Flowers Club."
Li Huamao suddenly realized: "It's them. Have those small organizations grown into official organizations?"
Small organization? If the demigods of the Five Elements Alliance know your evaluation, they might want to compare with you. Zhang Yuanqing said heartily.
"Are you not Chinese, but Chinese?" Li Huamao asked again.
"Yes!"
"What is your spiritual realm ID?" Ci Huamao asked.
At this moment, Zhai Cai, who was sleeping, groaned and his eyelashes trembled, as if there were signs of waking up.
Without saying a word, Brother Red Rooster swung the hammer and hit the handsome face of the knight with a force of eighty yuan.
The Lord was rough-skinned and thick-flesh, and even though he was weak, Brother Red Chicken couldn't knock him out.
Eighty-eight-eighty-Zhai Cai kicked his legs and fainted.
Seeing the confused look from the civet cat, Brother Red Rooster laughed dryly and said, "I think he needs to rest more now."
Ms. JOJO ignored her, and after Zhang Yuanqing revealed his spiritual ID, she said, "Tell me what you just said again in the presence of the props."
Zhang Yuanqing complied with its request and repeated the entire process of fighting for the Holy Plate fragments, including Zhai Cai's identity as the inheritor of the Holy See Knights.
During this process, the recurve bow was always normal.
Lihuamao thought for a while, looked at Brother Red Rooster and others, and said, "You must also answer my question under the witness of the recurve bow."
Half an hour later, Li Huamao had a clear and intuitive understanding of the saints present.
The stupid Fire Master is neither a good person nor a heinous person, the smart Fire Master is half a good person, the round-faced Xingguan is cute, the aloof Xingguan obeys the law, and the woman with foreign ancestry is quite decent.
person.
It is very satisfied with the character of this team, especially Yuanshi Tianzun, who is simply a modern saint.
"Do I need to wake him up?" Zhang Yuanqing pointed at Zhai Cai.
"No need." Li Huamao shook his head: "A master-level knight cannot be restrained by props. Young people, you have passed the test, and I allow you to take away the fragments of the Holy Plate."
Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed: "Thank you Ms. JOJO."
He looked expectantly at the black and gray tabby cat on the round table.
Li Huamao changed the subject: "But I don't know where the fragments of the Holy Plate are hidden."
"Ah?" Zhang Yuanqing was dumbfounded and looked at the civet cat blankly.
The civet cat looked back expressionlessly.
After looking at each other in silence for a moment, Ms. JOJO said awkwardly:
"This is the last test left by Mr. Huo. The Holy Plate fragment was sealed by him in something in the manor. You can find it yourself. But there are two rules you must abide by:
"First, you can't destroy any item in the manor. Second, you can't take anything away except for the fragments of the Holy Plate. Old Berrent has stored a lot of materials here. I don't care about his things, but I advise you not to
move."
"How do you find this?" Brother Red Rooster was dumbfounded.
Alas, the fragments of the Holy Plate were indeed sealed. If they were not in the sealed state, they would have been discovered by Old Berrent. Zhang Yuanqing looked at his teammates with a headache, and cut Fu Qingyang out of the "Zhou Jifeng Bird Master" to break the seal and take it out.
I told you about the fragments of the Holy Plate.
Sun Miaomiao immediately pointed to the painting of the cheongsam beauty and said, "I think the fragments of the holy plate are sealed inside."
Guan Ya immediately looked at the civet cat, trying to observe its expression.
The civet cat slapped the table and said displeasedly: "Look at what I'm doing, I really don't know!"