Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang originally wanted to climb over the wall and enter the rouge shop to have a look, but as soon as they climbed up the wall and looked into the yard, they were dumbfounded.

This is the yard of Rouge Pu. It looks like the sand table in Zhao Pu's military camp. There are piles of small mounds of soil, and when they are covered with snow, the yard is full of potholes.

Zhan Zhao frowned, "What's going on? Is someone digging something?"

Fifth Master also looked at it and nodded, "It looks like there are pitfalls everywhere."

Zhan Zhao moved closer to him and smiled, "Could it be that there are rats in the house? As you know, rats these days are very arrogant."

Bai Yutang saw Zhan Zhao smiling proudly and suddenly pointed forward, "What is that?"

As soon as Zhan Zhao turned around, Bai Yutang reached out and pushed him.

"oops……"

Zhan Zhao's bones also became lighter the more he practiced Qinggong. In addition, he didn't pay attention to Bai Yutang, so he was pushed down.

Fifth Master looked over and saw, okay, he just fell into the mud.

Zhan Zhao crawled out after two flops. The effect was similar to that of Xiao Wu who jumped into the snowdrift in the morning. The big cat was covered in snow, but this cat was covered in mud.

Zhan Zhao jumped out and stepped on the dirt for a few steps until he finally found a stone slab. He stood up and patted the dirt off his body, while pointing at Bai Yutang with an upturned face, "You actually plotted against me!"

Bai Yutang just saw that the mounds below were all covered with snow. He estimated that Zhan Zhao would only be covered in snow when pushed down, but he didn't expect the mounds to be so loose. Looking at Zhan Zhao hurriedly dusting off the dust, Fifth Master

Inexplicably, I felt a little relieved.

Bai Yutang also jumped down from the wall, but he did not land in the yard, but at the door of the room under the eaves.

The door was closed, and Fifth Master pulled it...

With a "creak", the door opened.

Wu Ye and Zhan Zhao originally wanted to see what kind of room this was and whether there were any clues in it... But after taking a look, both of them were a little confused - the room was the same as the yard, and there were pits dug for the boss.

"What are you digging for? Is there a treasure under the ground?" Zhan Zhao also came over, seemingly unwilling to do so, grabbing Bai Yutang's sleeve and wiping his face.

Bai Yutang also felt something strange. The two of them looked around the house one after another. They couldn't find a box of rouge and gouache. There were holes all over the floor and they dug everything inside and outside the house.

"How many treasures are there at the bottom? Do we need to dig them all out?" Fifth Master asked.

Zhan Zhao was so smart, he smiled slightly and said, "Are you looking for something?"

"Then do you think you found it?" Bai Yutang asked, patting Zhan Zhao's hair.

"I think we haven't found it yet." Zhan Zhao shook his head, "If we found it, we should have dug out half or more of it, and then stopped working. Only if we didn't find it would we dig up and take a look at every inch."

Fifth Master nodded, "I think so too, someone is looking for something, the rouge shop is just a cover, then Feng's identity is suspicious!"

…

The two found nothing but mud in the mansion, so they went out and asked the neighbors.

The house was really remote, and the owner went very deep into the house. Zhan Zhao and Bai Yutang made inquiries around, but they reached the end of the street without finding any clues.

Zhan Zhao crossed his arms and thought, "No wonder the grand master didn't find out who the Feng family is."

Fifth Master felt that this case was not as simple as murder, so he couldn't help but ask Zhan Zhao, "Are there any treasures worth digging underground in Kaifeng City?"

This is hard for Zhan Zhao.

After wandering around under a willow tree three times, Zhan Zhao stood still and asked Bai Yutang, "Should we go to the antique shop in the east of the city?"

The Fifth Master thought for a while and said, "There are many shops in the east of the city, but if you want to ask about antique shops, why not ask Si Tianjian directly?"

"Well, Si Tianjian is just a nerd who reads history books." Zhan Zhao dragged Bai Yutang to go with him, "Antique shops are different, there are just a lot of people selling stolen goods."

The fifth master thought this was reasonable, "Then let's go to the east of the city for a walk. Maybe we can meet my master and your grandfather."

Zhan Zhao was curious, "Are Tianzun and Grandpa going shopping?"

Bai Yutang smiled helplessly, "Didn't master collect a bowl before? They went to the cave of Princess Salt Coffin this morning. My master became curious and might go to the east of the city to inquire."

"Then let's go too!"

…

The street market in the east of the city is as lively as ever.

Lin Yehuo followed Zou Liang through the streets.

"Hey! Mute!" Passing by the door of a tea shop, Huofeng found a chair and sat down. "My legs will get thicker if I keep walking!"

Zou Liang saw Lin Yehuo sitting down to drink tea, so he had to stop and sit down opposite him.

"Aren't we investigating the matter of candidates turning salty? Why did you come to the east of the city?" Lin Yehuo asked the waiter for some water, and put it in his hand to feed the mute.

Zou Liang asked him, "You just watched the ring, do you have any ideas?"

"That must be a lie!" Lin Yehuo shook his head, "How could a living person suddenly turn into a pile of salt in the middle of a fight? It must be some kind of mechanism, or it must be a salt bag, an illusion!"

"We were all there when the candidates turned into salt. Although we didn't see the transformation process, no one must have used any illusions at that time." Zou Liang took a cup, washed it, and poured tea for Lin Yehuo.

"So why are we coming to the east of the city?" Huofeng was puzzled.

"There is the largest salt shop in Kaifeng in the east of the city."

Lin Yehuo opened his mouth and looked at Zou Liang who answered seriously, "Why are you going to the salt shop?"

Zou Liang raised his eyebrows and took out a paper bag, "I grabbed a handful of salt and will let the salt shop owner see what kind of salt it comes from."

"It's a good idea," Lin Yehuo thought for a while, "Salt is sold by the government, and most people don't use much in a year. If nothing else, the salt in that ring is enough for the people on this street.

It’s been a year.”

"This is also a question. Where did so much salt come from? It must not have been bought from a serious shop. It may have been illegal."

"Sigh." Lin Yehuo shook his head, "You people in the Central Plains are so particular about eating salt. If you go to the northwest, you can just find a salt lake, dig a hole on the shore, and bury yourself in the salt."

Lin Yehuo said casually, while Zou Liang stared at him.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yehuo looked up proudly when he saw Zou Liang looking at him, "I am beautiful, but you don't want to look at me like this!"

Zou Liang looked up and rolled his eyes, "You seem fat..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yehuo grabbed his collar and shook him, "Say it again!"

Zou Liang raised his eyebrows.

At this moment, I heard someone say from behind me, "Oh, they all said that Huofengtang has moved out of Fengcheng. It turns out it's true."

Zou Liang looked at the person who was speaking not far behind Lin Yehuo. Lin Yehuo frowned and rubbed the water on his hand on the mute's back while muttering to himself, "This voice sounds familiar? It sounds like someone

The sound of shit..."

Huofeng turned around as he spoke. The person walking up behind him had obviously heard what he said, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Tsk."

After Lin Yehuo saw the person clearly, he curled his lips in displeasure, "You really are a piece of shit!"

"Lin Yehuo! Keep your mouth clean!"

Behind that man, two more people came up. One of them pointed at Lin Yehuo and yelled.

Lin Yehuo pinched his nose and said, "Three pieces of shit..."

There were three people in the group who walked up to Lin Yehuo and Zou Liang. They were all young. Although they were dressed as Han Chinese, Zou Liang was experienced in this field. He could tell at a glance that these three people were not Han people.

The three of them all have brown hair and brown eyebrows. The first one looks the oldest. He is in his early thirties, has goldfish eyes, and a big mouth. He is well dressed and looks a bit stylish. I don’t know if the distance between his eyes is too close, which makes him look a bit cunning.

The two people behind him were both young, in their twenties, tall and tall, carrying weapons on their backs. The one who just scolded Lin Yehuo had dark skin, while the other was sallow.

Zou Liang looked at Lin Yehuo.

Huofeng stretched out his hand and introduced to Zou Liang, "The people in Sanshi Zhai are called One Tuo Shi, Two Tuo Shi and Three Tuo Shi."

The three faces on the opposite side were pulled down.

Zou Liang nodded seriously, like that - he wrote it down.

The leader suppressed his anger and bowed his hand to Zou Lianggong, "I am the young master of Sanyuzhai, Shi Yiyue. These two are my brothers, Shi Yueer and Shi Sanyue."

Lin Yehuo made a mouth gesture to Zou Liang - Shit!

Zou Liang glanced at the three people and said nothing, wondering in his heart - Yuanzhai is a sect from the northwest and does not belong to the Central Plains martial arts. Even in the northwest, they are relatively low-key and mysterious, so why did they end up in the Central Plains?

"Since Hall Master Lin has moved, why not give the Devil City to our brothers." Shi Eryue didn't know if he had any grudge against Lin Yehuo, and his words were a bit strange.

Lin Yehuo smiled at him, "Do you really want to go to the Devil's City? Why don't you bury me at the entrance of the Devil's City and make a horse-mounting stone?"

Shi Eryue grabbed Shi Eryue, who was about to come forward angrily to argue, and took a detour, not forgetting to roll his eyes at Lin Yehuo before leaving.

Shi Yiyue smiled coldly and followed suit.

Lin Yehuo squinted his eyes as he watched the three of them walk away, then touched his chin, "Humph."

Zou Liang approached him and asked, "Enemies?"

"Tch!" Huo Feng's mouth almost touched his ears, "Just the three of them?"

"You usually beat people up if you don't like them. Just now you just kept talking and didn't do anything. What worries do you have?" Zou Liang asked.

Lin Yehuo glanced at him sideways and took out some money to pay for the tea, "There are eleven months of March Fasting in total. Everyone calls himself the Young Master of March Fasting, but in fact he is just like the top ten disciples of the Tianshan Sect. Everyone respects Tianshan Mountain.
To be continued...