Wen Dong learned through magic that it was not the good soul who took Zeyi away, but the monk who had fought with him before. He was so angry that he had lost his mind. He took a few items from the box and was about to snatch the door, but was stopped by Ding Feng.

"What are you doing? Do you know where this monk is now? Besides, if you say that this good soul is already a golden boy, then he is lost, isn't he going to endanger the world?" Ding Feng pulled Wen Dong and analyzed correctly. It has to be said that Ding Feng is worthy of being a policeman. He can calm down and think about problems no matter when he has experienced Huang Jiu's death before. He was extremely sad and angry, but he was still rational at this time.

When Ding Feng finished saying these words, Wen Dong turned his head slightly and stared at Ding Feng coldly, his eyes seemed to be about to emit a faint purple-red light, which scared Ding Feng trembled, and the courage of righteous words just now also went down halfway.

"No, I mean, we must save Zeyi, but we have to know where to save it first." Ding Feng's tone softened instantly.

"Didn't your cousin say that there is a master under the person who is against him?" Wen Dong calmed down a little after hearing this. The light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he was silent for a few seconds to ask such a question.

"Yes! Why didn't I expect that my cousin said that the man was Yang Peng before, and there were experts around him to help, and I supported his subordinates to discuss it, as if he was a monk! It must be him." Ding Feng couldn't help but admire him. Ding Feng was not worried about this matter at first, but Wen Dong still remembered it.

"Call your cousin's subordinates and ask where Yang Peng lives and where he often goes," Wen Dong said.

Ding Feng nodded and quickly called Qiangzi, Huang Jiu's right-hand assistant. The phone was connected not long after. Ding Feng turned on the hands-free. He could hear Qiangzi's voice sobbing. Obviously, Huang Jiu's death was a big blow to him.

Ding Feng comforted him a little, and then asked about Yang Peng. Qiangzi knew the most about this matter and immediately explained it in detail.

Yang Peng actually lives in the same villa area as Huang Jiu. Of course, that villa area is considered first-class in the local area. Some bigwigs show their identities and like to live here, so it is not surprising that they are in the same villa area. Moreover, Yang Peng's home is the first building in the villa area. Wen Dong and Ding Feng drove by several times. When they first went to Huang Jiu's house, one of them happened to be in when they passed by the first villa. Wen Dong felt very familiar at the time, but now he remembered it instantly that it was Brother Tian who was secretly playing in the barbecue stall that day.

Thinking of this, the matter was already clear. Wendong and Ding Feng were having barbecue, and A Tian was another right-hand man next to Yang Peng. Of course, he couldn't help but breathe. There was another master beside him, the monk, so the monk wanted to kill Ding Feng with the soul-controlling death curse, but he was injured in fighting with Wen Dong and also hurt his soul. He couldn't help but breathe, so he invited the veteran monk to rescue him. The two came to Ding Feng's house and found that the person was not there, but accidentally discovered Zeyi, so they took him away. It was obvious that they wanted to use Zeyi to force Wendong to go.

Qiangzi also said that Yang Peng was either at home, in the casino, or in the bath center. Anyway, these three places were searched one by one, and it was absolutely indispensable. It seems that the opponent has done a lot of effort and has even stepped on several places that the other party often went to.

After hearing this, Wen Dong turned around and went out. Ding Feng hurriedly hung up the phone and followed, the two of them got into the car, and then drove away.

"Can you beat that old monk?" Ding Feng was a little scared, because Wen Dong had said before that the old monk was much more profound than his Taoist practice, so he asked carefully.

"I don't know" Wen Dong shook his head.

"Then how sure are you?" Ding Feng continued to ask tentatively. He was not a reckless man, and there was no need to do anything to die in vain.

"It can be zero, or 100%" Wen Dong shook his head again and said, of course he knew that the old monk caught Zeyi just to lure him to go. At that time, when the middle-aged monk controlled the soul Ding Feng, he wanted to move Zeyi, but Wen Dong was angry and reacted fiercely, so the middle-aged monk must have known that Zeyi is very important to Wen Dong, so he made this plan.

Ding Feng didn't say anything anymore and drove on his own. He knew what Wen Dong meant, or he would go rashly, and his chances of winning were zero. If there was a black talisman, then his chances of winning were 100%. Not to mention Wen Dong, even Ding Feng was a little reluctant to let Wen Dong use the black talisman because its power was too terrifying. It was a waste to deal with a person. Ding Feng felt that he could just take the black talisman to the Forbidden City to use it once, and then all the demons and monsters were extinct.

But Ding Feng didn't know that there was no accurate goal. The consequence of doing so would be to destroy the Forbidden City. Moreover, the Forbidden City is not just a simple palace. There are countless Feng Shui prohibitions and pattern formations, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years. No one knows where it is, and no one knows whether it will trigger it. Of course, it has no effect on ordinary people. But if a ghost or a person from the Xuan Realm takes action in the Forbidden City and accidentally triggers the prohibition or pattern formation, it will directly turn into ashes. Of course, these are also what Yiren told Wen Dong before going down the mountain. Wen Dong had looked at the Forbidden City and there were many obscure places, probably where the prohibitions and formations were located, but these places are basically full of ghost energy.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the villa area, and after entering, they parked their cars and arrived at the door of the first villa. Wen Dong opened his eyes and felt the villa. He found that there were several people sitting in the second floor house, and judging from the breath, it should be included in two monks.

Squeak...

The villa gate suddenly opened itself. Obviously, the old monk had already known the arrival of the two of them and opened the door to greet them. But strangely, the scorching sun was in the sky, and the room was pitch black and could not see anything. I don’t know if it was a strong light reaction or a strange thing. Ding Feng suddenly felt a little nervous and dared not go in.

Wen Dong stepped in without thinking, but Ding Feng had no choice but to follow. As soon as the two stepped in, the door behind him closed, and the darkness around him suddenly enveloped, instantly submerged the two.

Ding Feng pulled Wen Dong's sleeve and looked around. Although he couldn't see anything, he still looked around, afraid that something terrifying suddenly appeared around him.

"Retreat, there is no need." Wen Dong's voice echoed in the dark, a little calm, but Ding Feng knew that he had been suppressing his anger.

After saying that, Wen Dong's eyes emitted a faint blue light, like two dazzling sapphires radiating in the darkness. Although it was gentle, it was like a bright moon.

"Sky Eyes!?" An old voice came from the dark sky, as if very surprised.

As the sound fell, the darkness around gradually dissipated, just like a smoker was installed in the corners of the villa. The black smoke was sucked away, and the living room of the villa gradually revealed its true face, magnificent. Ding Feng looked around and found many faces from the gradually being pumped away. It seemed that there was something next to him just now, but he just couldn't see it.

The black fog dissipated, Wen Dong walked straight to the stairs, and then climbed up. Ding Feng looked around and followed. This was a dragon's and tiger's den. He might have been cheated if he didn't want to be careful, so he wouldn't be careful.

The two of them came upstairs and there was a large living room upstairs. It was not a large living room, but a relatively large room, and then set up into a living room. The furniture and decoration inside were very ancient and ancient, different from the magnificent magnificent downstairs. There were wooden chairs, wooden tables, carved dragons and phoenixes, and even teacups were wooden. There were tables embedded on the walls, with some antiques, vases, calligraphy and paintings on them. Wen Dong glanced casually and found that one of the calligraphy and paintings was quite familiar. It was Li Yu's Yu Meiren. He had never seen the calligraphy and paintings at all, but he felt quite familiar.

"Boy, you really dare to come here, you're looking for death." The bearded Yang Peng spoke, pointing to Wen Dong and Ding Feng and said, looking at them was like looking at a dead person.

Ding Feng looked at him a little. In addition to himself and Wen Dong, there were four people in the room, two monks, one old monk sat in the same place, closing his eyes to rest, and the other middle-aged monk stared at the two of them fiercely, and then there was the bearded Yang Peng, holding a cigar in his mouth, smiling with a wicked smile on his face, and the tall man standing behind Yang Peng was the brother Tian from the barbecue stall that night. At this time, he was staring at the two of them, feeling like he was waiting to watch the show.

"Thank you" Wen Dong felt it, but he didn't notice Zei's aura. He was even more anxious and said straight to the point.

"Thank you? Haha, who is it? I didn't see anyone. Have you seen it?" Yang Peng laughed and pointed at Wen Dong when he heard this.

"I didn't see anyone, but I know that there is one," the middle-aged monk said with a sharp look, looking at Wen Dong, who was hurt by the Tao, deliberately pretending to be relaxed.

"Sir Chen, you are not kind anymore. Where is the ghost? I won't let me see if it's a female ghost? I'm not beautiful. I've played many women, but I haven't played with female ghosts yet. Hahahaha." Yang Peng quickly followed, his face full of lewdness.

"Damn it, don't bully people too much!" Ding Feng, who was beside him, couldn't listen anymore, and reached into his pocket. He took out not talisman paper, but a pistol, aiming at Yang Peng.

"Hahaha, I'm so scared. You shoot, come, shoot the head, shoot, hahaha." Yang Peng was not afraid at all, because there were two masters protecting him, let alone pistols, even if AK47 pointed at him, he would not blink.

Wen Dong's eyes have been locked on the old monk who had closed his rest. When he heard Yang Peng's insult to Zeyi's words, his anger instantly turned into hostility and was about to lose control, the old monk opened his eyes.

"My Dharma name Chuanhai, what are the two little donors coming?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!