Hong Kong, Liao's ancestral home.

Before Lao Liu could ask a question, Uncle Qi asked him to call Zhang Guozhong without saying a word, saying that Zhang Guozhong seemed to have an urgent matter, but he couldn't contact Qin Ge and Lao Liu, but he had no choice but to call the Liao family.

"Have he had an urgent matter? What could he have?" Old Liu asked in his head, "Master Qi, Guozhong said on the phone that he didn't say what was wrong?"

"No..." Uncle Qi shook his head and said, "But a few days ago, someone visited me and said that it was your fellow practitioner* of the Taoist sect. Because he was traveling around at the time, he could not attend our press conference. At this moment, he wanted to meet Master Zhang and ask me about his address... Not long after, he received a call from Master Zhang..."

"Daoist fellow practitioner..." Old Liu frowned, "How old is it? What do you look like? Did you leave your name?"

"No..." Uncle Qi shrugged, "I think many people in Taoism are very mysterious, so I didn't care. This person is long..." Uncle Qi frowned and recalled, "The broad forehead, not much hair and it's all white. He has a beard similar to you and me."

"You told him the address...!" After hearing Uncle Qi's description, Old Liu's head buzzed. Uncle Qi's description, this person's characteristics are very similar to Wang Sizhao. Could it be that he was a zombie?

"Yes, at that time, I thought it would be a good thing for fellow practitioners to take the initiative to visit... Besides, the Taoist priest looked kind-hearted and didn't look like he had any intention..." Seeing that Old Liu's expression was a little weird, Uncle Qi was a little uneasy, "What? Mr. Liu, could this person be a bad person?"

"No...I don't know..." Old Liu lowered his head and thought for a while, and picked up the phone on the coffee table. But Zhang Guozhong's elder brother kept reminding him to turn off the phone, and no one answered the phone at home, "Will it be...I'm going on a trip again?" Helplessly, Old Liu called Liu Dongsheng again, but Liu Dongsheng didn't know that Zhang Guozhong was not at home, and he also said that Liu Mengmeng had visited Zhang Guozhong's house three days ago, and it seemed that nothing was wrong. After learning that someone in Hong Kong asked about Zhang Guozhong's address, Liu Dongsheng agreed to drive over and take a look in person, and left a phone number from Uncle Qi's house.

After hanging up the phone, Lao Liu started asking about the relationship between the seventh uncle, Dai Zhenyun and the Liao family for the first time. Of course, in order to take care of Liao Ruoyuan's face, Lao Liu did not take out the photos.

At first, Uncle Qi couldn't remember what relationship the Liao family could have with the old Taoist, but later, under the constant suggestion and inducement of Lao Liu's head, he finally remembered some of the experiences when his father married Liang Xiaolan and passed by:

According to Uncle Qi's recollection, Mr. Liao looked for fortune tellers and "experts" in this field to seek heirs, but fortune tellers did not dare to make a fortune because the Liao family had a great career and their fate was a "python" number. Opening this hexagram would reduce life. In the end, Mr. Liao increased his remuneration to 10,000 pounds, but no one dared to take it. You know, the price was enough to buy a super luxurious manor at that time. At this point, Mr. Liao felt that this was no longer a problem that money could solve, so he found a strange person...

"Strange person?" Old Liu was stunned, "What a strange method?"

"I was born in 1903. I should be in my thirties at that time, but no matter how I look, it looks like I am almost 60..." Uncle Qi recalled, "This man came to my house to talk to my father once. Soon after, an old man came, and he killed chickens and sheep and set up a stage. Later, my father seemed to give him a lot of money, not only the first promised 10,000 pounds, but also a few thousand yuan... He introduced Liang Xiaolan to marry into the Liao family. After Liang Xiaolan passed the door, it seemed that he had taken photos..." Uncle Qi nodded while saying, "Yes, that's right, it's him! This is the only time my ancestors of the Liao family came into contact with a Taoist sect! By the way, Mr. Liu, I should have photos here!" After that, Uncle Qi waved his hand, "A Guang, go to my study to get my photo album! It's on the second floor of the bookshelf on the left, and the first book on the right!"

"It should be in his thirties... I look like I am almost sixty..." Old Liu suddenly felt that there had been some hearing this... After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that when Zhang Guozhong described the death of Zao Yihui and Mr. Ma in his country, he once said that the person was such a strange man who gave orders to the guerrillas. At that time, everyone guessed that that person must be Zhang Bailing, the permanent director of the Secretary-General of the China Taiping Prayer Committee, responsible for South China liaison affairs. Could it be that Liao Qi's father met him? If this is true, it would be reasonable for Zhang Bailing to introduce Dai Zhenyun to the Liao family...

After bringing the album, Uncle Qi flipped through it and found the family photo that Liao Ruoyuan had already had videos. "Mr. Liu, do you see if the Taoist priest you are looking for is him?"

"Yes...yes..." Old Liu pretended to be happy, thinking that I had seen this photo eight years ago... "Seventh Master, are you sure that the person who prays for the Liao family is him?"

"Absolutely! I was still there at that time! I remember this very clearly!"

"Hey... it's a mistake..." Old Liu muttered to himself. He didn't know why Dai Zhenyun took a photo with the Liao family, and told Liang Xiaolan that "this person introduced him to marry into the Liao family." He just threw a stone to ask for directions. Unexpectedly, he was really confused...

After lunch, Old Liu received a call from Liu Dongsheng, saying that there was indeed no one in Zhang Guozhong's family, but there was a note at the door and wrote a bunch of ancient poems in a mess, not knowing what it meant.

"Ancient Poems?" Old Liu frowned, "What are you writing?"

"I've brought the note to you, Nian Nian..." Liu Dongsheng seemed to be quite puzzled on the other side of the phone. Such a strange message really caught up with the difficult and complicated case... "I don't know who cut out the thin leaves from Nanmo brothel. Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the moon is bright tonight and people are looking at it... What's the mess?"

"I don't know who Qiu Si fell..." After copying the last sentence, Lao Liu almost used the paper that copied the poem as waste paper to wipe his nose, "This is the damn... what kind of message is this... Xiao Liu, do you think this word was written by Yicheng?"

"It's not like a child's word... it should have been written by Lao Zhang himself... Wait, there is an arrow under this poem... an arrow facing down..."

"Arrow?" Old Liu also drew an arrow on the paper, "What's the hell that mean?"

"Wait..." At this time, Qin Ge took the paper from Lao Liu's head, looked at the arrow, looked upside down, and thought for a while, picked up the pen and wrote four sentences on the paper: Who should the spring breeze be for? The spring breeze in February is like scissors, and the spring river water is warm, and the duck prophets are unknown. I don't know who the autumn thoughts fall. I picked up the paper and looked at it. Qin Ge smiled slightly, "Mr. Liu, look at these four sentences."

"Li Erya (ya)'s house!" Old Liu could see the trick at a glance, "Okay, old boy, you're going to have a chance!" This was the first time in his life that Old Liu praised Qin Ge from the bottom of his heart... "But... go back to his parents' house... as for how confidential?" Old Liu then fell into deep thought, "No! You have to go back and take a look! Seventh Master, I won't stay for too long, I will have to go back tomorrow! Guozhong may be in trouble..." Although he was not sure whether Wang Sizhao was the address of Zhang Guozhong's family, just because Zhang Guozhong left such a strange message, Old Liu felt that things were not as simple as expected.

"Mr. Liu! Could it be that I was talking too much for the moment and caused some trouble for Master Zhang?" Uncle Qi couldn't sit still, "A Guang! Call Peter immediately and ask him to bring all his troops here!"

"No! No!" Old Liu almost cried and stopped A Guang who was about to dial the phone. "It must be okay! The security in mainland China is very good! There will be no problem... By the way, Master Qi, what is Peter doing?"

"Well... I can say that I am a friend in the underworld. I think this incident has been caused by me and I can't implicate Master Zhang. If it really doesn't work, let Peter give him a warning...!"

"No, no, no, and this set won't work in the mainland..." Old Liu kept shook his head, thinking that this seventh master looked kind and kind, so why did he do this... If Wang Sizhao really came to cause trouble, how could the underworld manage it? "I just called Guozhong's friend, policeman. If someone is asking for trouble, we will call the police..."

"Oh... police friend... Then I'll feel relieved..." Uncle Qi nodded, "If that person wants to do a sneak attack, let Master Zhang move to me! I'll hire a mercenary immediately!"

"Okay... OK..." Old Liu kept perfunctory, "There will be no problem... There will be no problem... Maybe it's really a fellow practitioner..."

Tianjin Xiaozhan, Li Village.

The first thing that happened after returning to Tianjin was that Old Liu headed straight to Li Village. He saw that Zhang Guozhong and his family were really staying at Li Erya's house.

"Who is looking for you?" Old Liu asked straight to the point.

"Hey... Senior brother, it's bad...!" At the dinner table, after Li Erya and Zhang Yicheng both left, Zhang Guozhong's brows suddenly frowned, "The grass was cut and the roots were not eradicated!"

"It's really him..." Old Liu's heart also became cold. Sure enough, it was Wang Sizhao who was looking for Zhang Guozhong.

"But he didn't say anything. He probably hasn't healed yet, so he can't do anything to us..." Zhang Guozhong was quite optimistic.

"You weren't..." Old Liu gestured with his hand and made a chopping gesture.

"He was hit by Sun Ting and said three shots. My sword was stabbed in from the right back. Although it was not a vital point, I think he is so old, so it should be almost the same... Unexpectedly..." Zhang Guozhong kept sucking his teeth, "I don't know if this old bastard is immortal! If you put a young man in a move, you can't get off the ground so quickly after being injured..."

"How could you be frivolous at that time?" Old Liu kept stomping his feet, "What did he say?"

"He asked me for that picture! The one in the box!" Zhang Guozhong said, "I'm so polite. Erya thought he was really my friend! I'm hiding this from Erya and Yicheng!"

"It can be hidden from the first day of the first day, but it can be hidden from the fifteenth day!" Old Liu smashed the table with his hand, and clanged, Li Erya hurriedly poked her head out of the house, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll drink two more cups..." Zhang Guozhong hurriedly responded, "You should do whatever you should do...!"

"It's nothing!" Old Liu frowned and lowered his voice, "What if he asks you to fight for your life, or just make a few evil ways to torture you, will you ever make him do it?"

"Senior brother, this is China! Not Malaysia! He could call the police at the beginning, but now I can do it too!" Zhang Guozhong looked at Li Erya and had already entered the house. "He was quite polite this time, and he didn't say anything else... He just wanted that picture, otherwise, we asked Qin Ge to take the picture back for him. Isn't it over if the water in the well is not invaded? He really wanted to ask the police! He was just a person, and he seemed to be very cautious. I don't believe that he could really sacrifice his life to make ends meet and make trouble for me..."

"Fuck! You don't believe that he is trying to mess with you, why are you here? I still hide it and dare not say it, leaving a poem at the door?" Old Liu squinted his head, "You didn't say that when you opened the box, that picture was ruined?"

"I said it! He doesn't believe it!" Zhang Guozhong spread his hands, "He seems to know what we are going to Gansu! Now he believes that the map is in the United States for the time being, and give me a month to get it back!"

"Even he knows when we go to Gansu!?" Old Liu gritted his teeth and thought for a while, "Does he know that you are here?"

"I probably don't know..." Zhang Guozhong said, "When I came out, I specifically investigated the surroundings. No one monitored them, and no formation was set up..."

"I tell you, this person is a scourge! We must find a way to get rid of it! Killing my brother and treason, even if Mr. Ma or the master are still alive, it is impossible for him to continue to live!" Old Liu's gaze showed a rare ferocity, "He can spend millions to buy that box and put that picture. The price of that box alone is more expensive than the treasures piled up next to him! This means that the meaning of that picture to him is definitely not ordinary! You are fine now because he hasn't got the picture yet! Whenever he gets the picture..." Old Liu frowned, "I'm afraid he can't hide for a few days..."

"What should I do? Kill him?" Zhang Guozhong also saw blue veins on his forehead. "This is China! He is a foreign guest, and he is still a Datuk in Malaysia. Not to mention killing him, even beating him twice is an international dispute!"

"Don't worry... let me think about it..." Old Liu was also in deep thought at this moment. He was not an opponent in Kung Fu, and he was even more useless in discussing Taoism. Although Old Liu always had many tricks, he was a little stunned at this moment... "Guozhong, do you say that his injury has not healed, do you have any symptoms? For example, covering your chest with your hands, or walking with a lame leg..."

"No..." Zhang Guozhong curled his lips, "Like a good person."

"It's so damn strong..." Old Liu was depressed, "How do you know if his injury has healed?"

"I guess..." Zhang Guozhong spread his hands, and Old Liu continued to remain silent...

At this moment, Lao Liu's body suddenly thought, "Wait, phone! Maybe it's Lao Qin! (Lao Liu and Zhang Guozhong's mobile phones do not have international roaming functions, and they cannot be used in Hong Kong. They can only be turned on when they return to the mainland)" Lao Liu's hand gestured with his hand, and his face changed after just saying a few words...

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Fellow practitioner: Reputational title among strangers. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!