Chen Xing only took a brief look and put the ring-headed knife in the sheath, and gave it to Feng Qianyi, and smiled and said, "It's great! It turns out that you are also exorcists!" After saying that, he regretted, "The legends about it have been recorded in ancient books. Unfortunately, now that all the Dharmas have returned to silence, all the magic weapons have become scrap iron."

Speaking of Chen Xing's memory, which of the Feng family is the exorcist? But in the literature records I have read in the masters, most of them only have maps of monsters, magic weapons, and magic weapons in the world, and rarely mention the genealogy of the exorcist family. After all, the years have passed, and the ups and downs of each family, and because of the turmoil in the Central Plains, it is not very meaningful to find out the origin.

"All magic weapons?" Feng Qianyi asked with a clear expression of suspicion in his eyes.

Chen Xing was very happy when he heard Feng Qianyi’s report to his house. Just as the master said before going down the mountain, there must be a family of exorcist in the world, but he was limited by the silence of all dharmas, and all magic and magic weapons were already asleep.

In time, as long as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is restored, these exorcist families will become the backbone of resisting the demons. Chen Xing has no doubt that he has died without regrets after completing the arduous task. Naturally, the remaining things will remain in the exorcist in this world to worry about.

"Above the heart lamp." Chen Xing simply said that since everyone is their own people, they don't hide it from Feng Qianyi. I guess Feng Qianjun has told his brother, so he took the initiative to shine in his hands and explained, "The heart lamp uses people as a hostel, and exists in my three souls and seven spirits, so it can barely shine."

As he said that, Chen Xing couldn't help but look at Feng Qianjun again, thinking that you had been hiding me for a long time.

Feng Qianjun said seriously: "I'm sorry, brother Tianchi, brother Yu received a strict commandment. The family inheritance of the exorcist must not be mentioned to anyone rashly. In fact, over the years, the Feng family's property and tribe members have all had the responsibility to protect this magic weapon and wait for the day when it regained its glory. I also have my own difficulties when my father passed away."

Chen Xing nodded and said generously: "It doesn't matter, be cautious, it's always good."

Feng Qianyi said lightly: "If the situation is today, you have also seen it. Over the years, the Feng family has been fighting to restore the Central Plains. The mountains and rivers have long been calling Qianjun from Gusu to this place, and they are holding the last glimmer of hope... If everything is really a so-called "ancient magic weapon", then our great cause of restoration will be solved. Little brother, I remember, you are a Han Chinese."

When Feng Qianjun heard this, he finally said: "Brother, Tianchi is thinking of a solution to all this."

Chen Xing looked at Feng Qianyi, then looked at Feng Qianjun, and smiled and said, "It's just now."

Feng Qianyi immediately said: "As long as you can help, please speak up."

"Then I'm not polite." Chen Xing replied.

Feng Qianjun told Chen Xing not to be happy for now, and asked himself to say that he explained Chen Xing's purpose to his brother. Chen Xing quickly spread the architectural drawings taken in the worker's cavalry in the hall and explained: "According to my investigation, at the end of the Han Dynasty, the General Administration of the Chang'an Exorcist Department was in this Songshan Mountain. I just don't know if there was anything dug out when Xifeng Money House and Songbaiju were selected? For example, ancient maps, letters and other things..."

As he said that, Chen Xing raised his eyes to observe Feng Qianyi's expression, and then looked at Feng Qianjun. Feng Qianjun spread his hands and signaled that he didn't know anything. Feng Qianyi looked as usual and replied: "Xifeng Money House was founded by our great-grandfather. When we built a site in Chang'an, this place was a barren mountain. Are you sure the former General Administration of the Exorcist Department was in the mountains?"

Chen Xing said: "If the drawings are not lying."

Chang'an City was burned and trampled several times by Dong Zhuo, Li Ru and others at the end of the Han Dynasty. It was almost abandoned during the Three Kingdoms. It was expanded several times during the Jin Dynasty. After the city was expanded, it was then washed away by the Five Barbarians. The Huns, Han people and Di people moved in one after another, burned, pushed, filled, and filled. It was difficult to find the bricks and woods of the original ones for three hundred years, but Chen Xing still held some hope because the letters of the General Administration of the Exorcist Department were underground.

"It's here." Chen Xing pointed to a place where the building was built, which was the underground construction drawing, and explained, "At that time, the ancestors must have left information about the return of all things to the silence of the world. This will be a very important clue."

Feng Qianjun looked at the drawings and looked at his brother. The two brothers exchanged glances.

Chen Xing: "?"

Chen Xing asked tentatively: "Can I take a look along the direction pointed by the drawing?"

Feng Qianyi pondered for a long time, and Feng Qianjun said, "I'll take Tianchi there."

"You can't get in." Feng Qianyi replied, "Forget it, since you are your own people, it's okay to go in once."

Chen Xing asked suspiciously: "Is this place very important?"

Feng Qianjun wanted to say something, but his brother stopped him.

Feng Qianyi finally said: "Xifeng's warehouse is connected to the underground, and it is full of places to put money."

It was Ye Hai, Feng Qianyi took Chen Xing outside a big mansion in a wheelchair. Feng Qianjun only came to the door, stopped and signaled Chen Xing to follow him and wait outside.

Chen Xing took the lamp handed to him by Feng Qianjun and looked back. Feng Qianyi seemed to guess what Chen Xing thought, and said lightly: "Qianjun's responsibility is to protect Xifenglian. In the past, only the head and the shopkeeper can enter the warehouse."

Chen Xing immediately thanked him and followed Feng Qianyi through a copper door in the mansion. The first door was opened with a key and entered the slope. The corridors on both sides were full of cast iron racks, with wooden signs on it, and piles of copper coins were shaped on it. Turning to the second floor, Feng Qianyi still opened the second door with a key, and behind the door was a warehouse with silver placed, and the lantern was shining, which was almost full of brilliance.

This was the first time Chen Xing had seen so much money, making mountains and seas, and it took him a full quarter of an hour just to walk through the silver.

"The terrain is wrong." Chen Xing lowered his head to compare the drawings.

Feng Qianyi replied: "In the Jin Dynasty, the ancestors bought this land from Sima Yue, the king of Donghai. In order to build this place, they used 300,000 kilograms of iron to recast the four walls of the warehouse."

Chen Xing looked around in the silver warehouse and asked, "Does the ruins cleaned at that time still have the things left inside?"

Feng Qianyi said: "I don't know, I have left no records. Let's take you to the next floor to see?"

Chen Xing had no doubts, and just let Feng Qianyi be in front of him, and he followed him and looked at the map while walking. When he arrived in front of another door, Feng Qianyi still opened the door with the key.

"Next, it's the vault." Feng Qianyi said again, "After you go out, please be sure not to mention it to anyone."

Chen Xing knew that Feng Qianyi had let him, an outsider, enter the most confidential place in Xifeng Money House. He gave him enough face because they were exorcists, so he hurriedly thanked him again. But just as the door of the vault opened, Chen Xing suddenly discovered something.

The light-holding flame in my hand swayed slightly, as if an invisible wind was passing by.

What is this? Chen Xing immediately became alert.

"Please come in."

The light illuminated the warehouse, and all the gold here was locked in the box, with three floors in total.

Chen Xing went down to the last floor and suddenly felt a little hope, saying, "Is there any below? According to the drawings, this place should be the General Administration of the Exorcist Division stuck at the foot of the mountain."

The exorcist predecessors chose this place as the General Administration, and there must be their reasons. Chen Xing once saw in the book that before the spiritual energy of heaven and earth disappeared, the heaven and earth had their own spiritual veins. The direction of the spiritual energy flowing in the sky was called the "Heaven Vein", and the corresponding one on the earth was the "Earth Vein". The earth vein had many nodes, and occasionally there were weak points, and spiritual energy leaked out, which was the "blessed land of the sky" pursued in Feng Shui Ge.

Chen Xing placed the lamp on a low table and cast the figures of the two onto the wall. Feng Qianyi was silent for a moment, and then said, "Walking down, there is indeed another layer." As he said that, he pushed the wheelchair, walked around the rack, and came to a wall. There was a pitch-black small door cast on the wall, and there was a wheelbarrow on it.

Chen Xing said anxiously: "Is it convenient for me to enter?"

"Please turn around first." Feng Qianyi said politely, stretched out his hand to cover the iron wheel and tried to turn it.

This should be a mechanism, Chen Xing turned around and turned his back to Feng Qianyi, and heard the sound of iron wheel friction coming from behind.

"Thank you so much," said Chen Xing.

Feng Qianyi replied: "Young brother, please be polite. I heard that you live in Weiyang Palace now? You can't read this drawing easily. I guess it's because Fu Jian's concession."

Chen Xing: "As about the same... Fu Jian, he never met again except for the first time. I just arrived in Chang'an last night."

Sure enough, while correcting the roulette, Feng Qianyi said carelessly: "Your family is in chaos. I believe that this time I went to Chang'an, I came here with the determination to take revenge."

When Chen Xing heard this, he was stunned and replied, "That's not the case. With my ability, how can I take revenge? Besides, I have more important things to do."

In the slight voice of correcting the roulette, Feng Qianyi said again: "Little brother, although I first met you and I have the wrong words to say, I still took the initiative to ask..."

Chen Xing didn't answer, he just listened in confusion.

"... I lived in the palace and had a good relationship with the Great Shanyu Shulukong. I believe I could provide us with a little help. The Hu people entered the pass, and many Han people were displaced, their families were destroyed, and the Jin court was across the river. I never dared to forget the hatred and family hatred. Brother Yu dared not let the little brother take risks, but just asked the previous question, was it possible..."

"Brother Feng," Chen Xing turned around when he heard this, facing his back to himself and said to Feng Qianyi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "No, I can't do this."

The sound of adjusting the roulette stopped.

Feng Qianyi said: "I don't want you to assassinate Fu Jian, but when it's convenient, I will try to cover up my dead soldiers and guarantee you to my brother. I will never let you get anything involved. If a big thing is done, I will definitely thank you very much."

Chen Xing replied seriously: "Brother Feng, what is the first decree of the exorcist? You must not be unaware of it."

"I don't know." Feng Qianyi put down his hand and said lightly, "When I took over as the head of the family, I only knew that the Feng family had an extremely glorious past. The power of the Ruosen Luo Sword is still there. When will it be the turn of the Hu people's iron cavalry to ravage my Guanzhong land?"

Chen Xing was a little surprised. When Feng Qianyi's tone seemed to have no idea about it. After all, it was too long that his tone was relieved and he replied: "Master, before I went down the mountain, I repeatedly mentioned my life. As an exorcist, the first thing I must not intervene in the disputes between the court in the human world. As the saying goes, 'The way of ghosts and gods belongs to ghosts and gods, and the way of mortals belongs to mortals', right?"

Without waiting for Feng Qianyi to answer, Chen Xing persuaded again: "The second one is..."

Feng Qianyi had already had a bad breath and said, "What is the meaning of the decree three hundred years ago now? Have you never questioned it?"

Chen Xing said: "Of course it makes sense. Like me, everyone has a more important mission to complete, that is, to protect the world. If we are lucky and can really regain our lost magic power, by then, I may have... already... already, in short, you will know in the future."

After Feng Qianyi stopped moving, he did not raise his hand again. When Chen Xing wanted to turn around, Feng Qianyi said, "Since that's the case, I have no reason to help you, so please go back."

Chen Xing: “…”

"Even if your family and relatives," Feng Qianyi turned his wheelchair and faced Chen Xing, blocking the door of the last level warehouse, and said, "Did you die all by the Di people? Don't you want to avenge them?"

Chen Xing: "Did I not agree to your conditions and you won't let me in?"

Feng Qianyi did not answer, but only looked up at Chen Xing's eyes.

"To be honest, I did think about it, but now I don't have the time to take revenge, and I understand that it's useless to take revenge." Chen Xing began to realize that Feng Qianyi obviously didn't care much about the identity of the "exorcist". He had thought too simply before. Others' goal was to defeat Fu Jian. In connection with Feng Qianjun's expression of wanting to speak but stop, Chen Xing felt that Feng Qianyi must have made this request, but was rejected by Feng Qianjun.

"Fu Jian died, he would only change people to become emperors, and he would cause new civil strife." Chen Xing said, "The war in the north was finally over, and the resentment contained in the world was approaching the limit..."

When he said this, Chen Xing suddenly had a thought, and the flames swaying in the lamp just now...

Feng Qianyi's voice said coldly: "Even if Yuwen Xin hangs your parents with his own hands, have you never thought of taking revenge?"

That sentence suddenly burst into tears in Chen Xing's ears.

"What...what?" Chen Xing took a step back and looked at Feng Qianyi in disbelief.

Feng Qianyi was a little surprised, put his elbows on the wheelchair armrests, put his fingers on one place, and looked at Chen Xing suspiciously: "Don't you know? Yes, Chen Zhe's only son disappeared on the day he broke into Jinyang City... Where have you been going in the past years?"

"You say it again?" Chen Xing gasped, "Yuwen Xin killed my parents?"

"Look," Feng Qianyi said frankly, "You are not completely indifferent to hatred, right? It's just that the knife has not been cut on yourself, and I don't know how painful it is. Chen Tianchi, as long as you agree..."

"Impossible," said Chen Xing, "Why did he do this?!"

Chen Xing was already confused and even forgot his intention to come here for a moment. His mind was full of Yu Wen Xin's expression, and his whole body suddenly felt cold, as if he fell into an ice cave. Under Feng Qianyi's gaze, a sudden chill filled the entire warehouse and spread everywhere. The flames in the lantern gradually weakened, and the black shadows reflected on the wall seemed to be gradually transforming.

However, at this moment, the footsteps sounded from far to near, and the gate of the vault shook.

"Chen Xing!" Feng Qianjun's voice sounded, and in an instant, the wick flame returned to normal, Feng Qianyi and Chen Xing turned their heads together and looked at the door.

"You shouldn't have appeared here." Feng Qianyi's voice was obviously angry.

Chen Xing just looked at Feng Qianjun blankly. Feng Qianjun lifted the lamp and said, "There is a reason for this. Chen Xing, come with me and stay for a while. I am afraid that the entire bank will be demolished. Let me leave now! Give me an explanation!"

The pine and cypress are brightly lit in the middle, and thousands of warriors are as if they are facing a great enemy, holding powerful crossbows or holding swords to confront each other. There are servants inside, three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the front door.

Xiang Shu sat on a stone, threw a plaque folded in half beside him, and a ring-headed knife held from Feng Qianjun's hand was placed horizontally on his knees, and a stick of incense was lit by his side.

"Da Shanyu," said the 60-year-old shopkeeper of Xifeng Money Village, politely, "My Songbaiju and Chile Gu League have never violated the rivers. The Emperor of Shengming is in power. Chang'an has the laws of Chang'an. Why is this? He relies on his martial arts to commit crimes and smash my signs. Even if he is buried here today, what are we afraid of? You can't kill all the Han people in the world."
To be continued...