At the address given by the wretched man, there was a building that exuded a dark atmosphere.
The whole building covers a large area, but it only has one floor. It is obviously different from the surrounding buildings that want to be built with four or five floors.
And when all the store doors in the capital were closed, this place was still open for business, and these two lines of poems were written on both sides of the store door.
"I have learned a lot and have a lot of knowledge. Is your tone so loud?"
Although Chen Shicheng had some doubts about the authenticity of these two poems, he was still relieved in his heart. At least the guy named Zhao Si didn't lie to him. Maybe he could really get some clues about the copper plate here.
Maybe it was because he stood in front of the door and observed for too long, but soon a pale man opened the door curtain and walked out, making an invitation gesture to him.
When Chen Shicheng passed by him, the man whispered, "My guest will know soon whether your tone is loud or not."
It seems that he heard this He was talking to himself at the door.
Chen Shicheng paused and said softly, "It's a mule or a horse, no one would believe it just by saying it."
After saying that, he walked directly into the appearance. In an ordinary building.
Chen Shicheng is no stranger to this kind of place. It has appeared in countless novels or movies and TV dramas, and it is nothing more than an underground organization that sells intelligence.
According to his guess, it should be filled with strong men with sinewy faces, but after entering, he found that the decoration here actually looked very elegant.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a hexagonal hall. In the center is a rockery about the same height as the house. Some magic is used to condense a clear spring on the top of the rockery. Several waterfalls follow the rockery continuously. pouring.
In the six corners of the hall, there are six wooden doors blocked by black curtains. There seems to be magic attached to them. Not only can no sound be heard, but even spiritual consciousness can be blocked out.
"There is something."
Chen Shicheng looked at the layout here, nodding in his mind, and had a glimmer of hope that he could get clues about the copper pieces.
"Guest, this way."
The pale man opened the curtain with the word "A" written on it beside the door.
Chen Shicheng glanced inside, but it was dark inside and he saw nothing.
But he was very skilled and courageous. He just glanced at the expressionless man standing at the door, chuckled, raised his legs and walked straight in.
In the blink of an eye, an exquisite study room appeared in front of him. Behind the desk, there was an old man who was reading seriously while holding a bamboo slip. He had white hair and a beard hanging down to his chest, giving him a kind of... A sense of erudition.
"I have admired you for a long time, please sit down."
When he found someone coming in, the old man put down the bamboo slip in his hand and said calmly.
"Huh? You know me."
Looking at the old man in front of him who seemed to know him, Chen Shicheng was a little surprised.
Is this something you would say to everyone?
Or do you really have your own information?
The old man's appearance made him a little unsure.
"With the nameless formation, he waved his hand to kill the elder of Dayun Temple, and single-handedly forced back the head of the Bodhidharma Hall of Dayun Temple. Everyone in the entire capital knew it." The old man seemed to have seen through everything, with a smile on his face. A meaningful smile.
"Hey, there's something there." It's not surprising to know that he forced back the first building of Bodhidharma Academy. After all, there were generals and hundreds of soldiers at the scene, but the matter of killing Jiankong outside the city is currently unknown. That is to say, it was spread among players. How did the aborigines know about it?
Could it be that an informant has developed among the players?
Chen Shicheng observed the old man's eyes with interest, but he didn't see anything, so he simply sat on the chair opposite him.
Whether there is a player informant or not, since we can find out these things so quickly, it seems that there is still some knowledge here, and maybe there is something interesting about the copper piece.
He unceremoniously took out the copper piece and put it on the table, "Since you know so much, do you know what this is?"
"Don't rush."
< br>The old man didn't even look at the copper piece on the table, and covered it with a bamboo slip with his backhand, "You must have known about this place before coming here. The fees we charge are different according to the level of intelligence. The highest is There is no limit, the minimum is one tael of gold.”
Chen Shicheng glanced at the nearly five-digit gold balance on his dashboard, as well as the items that almost filled the storage column, and nodded confidently. Order the table.
“It’s not short of money, let’s go.”
“That’s good, forgive me for being presumptuous.”
As he spoke, the old man took out the copper piece from under the bamboo slip and looked at it over and over.
One second. Ten seconds and one minute
A full five minutes passed, but the old man never spoke, his brows gradually wrinkled, and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Can you recognize the origin of this thing?" Chen Shicheng patted the table impatiently.
"Here, guest, please wait a moment."
The old man showed an apologetic expression to Chen Shicheng, then closed his eyes directly, and an invisible wave began to emit, seeming to be in contact with Who.
After a while, the old man took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. I already know the origin of this thing."
"Oh!"
Chen Shicheng quickly leaned forward and stared at the old man with burning eyes.
"This object is a token of token, pointing to the paradise lost in ancient times." The old man stroked his beard, and the old god said in front of him.
".Then what?" Seeing that the old man stopped moving after saying these words, Chen Shicheng asked quickly.
"Then it was gone."
Chen Shicheng: "."
Is this what you said you know about the origin of this thing? This place is a black spot for money fraud!
Looking at Chen Shicheng's look of wanting to do something, the old man quickly explained, "This thing is extremely rare. Only four fragments have appeared in tens of thousands of years. Countless monks have handled it, but they have not found any problems. Still A year ago, a person who returned home collected three pieces, and then a few words spread."
"Who is that person?"
< br>Chen Shicheng also didn’t expect that he was not the first player who wanted to collect all the copper pieces. Someone had thought of it with him as early as a year ago, and what was even more surprising was that that person actually did it. Three pieces together!
"The man just said that the copper piece was a token pointing to the Cave Heaven Paradise, and then disappeared, and no one saw him again." The old man shook his head regretfully.
“What’s the difference between this and not saying anything?” Chen Shicheng was a little dissatisfied.
“However,” the old man continued as if he was panting, “Although we don’t know the specific information, we know who has the same copper piece as you. Of course, you can choose to continue asking. For other information, you can also spend money to purchase information on the location of the copper pieces.”
As he spoke, he extended his hand to Chen Shicheng, indicating that he could choose freely. (End of this chapter)