"Look at this vine, this flower is a bit like me. Could it be my relative?" Jianjian asked with interest.

"I think this is why Zhuo Qingge showed great interest in you." Gu Fenghua thought for a while and said in a deep voice, "Pregnant Bai said before that Zhuo Qingge was accepted as an apprentice and taken to practice. He also went to the temple to practice. The person who accepted him seemed to be a person from the temple, or someone related to the temple? That's why he sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​the temple and saw the murals. Then he hurriedly printed it out."

I have to say that Gu Fenghua guessed the facts very much.

"Wow, master, you are so realistic. Just call them a handsome man in front of you, and call them a fat man behind you. Be careful that the fat man won't make delicious food for you in the future." The point of being naughty was biased.

Gu Fenghua stretched out his finger and flicked the naughty flower plate. The naughty screamed: "Ah~~It feels so good~~~Ah~It feels so good~Master, you can use your strength and ravage me. I am a little beautiful flower."

Gu Fenghua looked at Jianjian angrily: "Call me again and throw it out."

"Master, what do you think are all on this mural? I have never seen it before." Jian Jian turned the flower plate and stared at the rubbing painting. He became serious and shook his head. "I have never seen a demon plant like me, so it must be a very confidential thing."

Gu Fenghua carefully observed the painting. There seemed to be a ball of light in the middle of the painting. Something was shrouded in it, but nothing could be seen clearly. In front of the light was a black hole, which seemed to be a black channel. Around the painting were some things or demon plants that Gu Fenghua had never seen before. Among them, there was a demon plant that looked like a cheap and humble plant, but that demon plant was even larger and had a different shape.

Those things I have never seen seem to be some magical instruments? Some are in the shape of lotus flowers, and some are in the shape of water droplets... Gu Fenghua looked over them one by one, and when he saw one of the patterns, he felt stiff.

From the storage bracelet, she took out the birthday gift her grandfather gave on her birthday. The plum blossom-shaped pendant! Then she placed it on the painting for a detailed comparison.

"You are naive, have you noticed that this seems to be this pendant." Gu Fenghua's face became solemn. However, the pendant on the painting was complete and did not divide it into two.

Jian Jian turned the flower pot and looked carefully, then affirmed: "Yes, master, these two seem to be there."

Gu Fenghua put away the pendant, then looked at the painting on the table with a serious silence. His grandfather said that because of this heirloom treasure, they were brutally destroyed. It was because another aristocratic family snatched their heirloom treasure. Later, although the brothers helped his grandfather avenge, they could not find the other half of the heirloom treasure.

The grandfather's family extermination case seems not that simple?

Gu Fenghua had a vague guess in his heart. But this guess was so fantasy that it made Gu Fenghua feel cold all over his body.

What is the temple? It is a mysterious and powerful existence, which can be said to be the holy and most longed for by warriors. The power of the temple can even affect the existence of the state's regime. However, the reputation of the temple is unprecedentedly respected. If disasters occur in various places or strong people who are helpless in the country do evil, the temple will send strong people to help.

Will such a respected and powerful temple do something to silence a family to seize other people's treasures?
Chapter completed!