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Zhang Wentao cried out in alarm when he heard him, "Leader, you want to leave this place? "Why?"

Liu Heijiu let out a long sigh, and spoke with a hint of helplessness: "You don't have to know about my matters, it's useless even if you know about it. "Tell me what it is you want to talk to me about!"

It turned out that after he was ambushed by Lin Jin, he returned to the Snow Peak and found his Cosmic Bag had been stolen. In a fit of shock and anger, he returned here and took a pellet that he had cultivated with great difficulty. After he recovered most of his cultivation, he set up a seven star Spiritual Altar on top of the Snow Peak Mountain.

But Lin Jin had the protection of a stellar mirror and his own fate was long gone from being a part of this world's destiny, so how could he calculate that? Therefore, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find any trace of the enemy.

And from what he knew, the only people who could not get any information out of him using this kind of secret technique, other than those with cultivations higher than him by several levels, were the people from Gate of Heavenly Secrets who could reverse the number of days passed.

The former he could not compete with, but the latter he had the ability to avoid danger. It was not something that he could find with his abilities.

After thinking about it, he felt that only by finding his Eldest Brother could this matter be resolved. However, if his Master, the Black Witch King, were to find out about this, she would inevitably be punished.

However, although the stellar mirror could help Lin Jin block other people's detection, it could not block the fate of others.

During his exploration of the Heavenly Mystery, Liu Heijiu unintentionally discovered that Zhang Wentao had encountered a major calamity within the past two days, and was even faintly associated with the Taoism. As a result, he stayed here for an extra two days, wanting to help Zhang Wentao solve the problem before leaving.

Seeing the helpless expression on this man's face, who had great abilities, Zhang Wentao's expression changed a few times. In the end, he endured his curiosity and did not ask him the reason, as to how he had offended Lin Zhenbang in this period of time.

Then, he told him how the mysterious teenager rescued Lin Zhenbang and then found him.

Hearing the three words "Light Prison", Liu Heijiu's expression changed drastically. He stared intently into Zhang Wentao's eyes and asked sternly, "Are you saying that this person saved Lin Zhenbang from the Light Prison?"

"Hm!" The youth could become invisible, but he had no idea what sort of background he had, or what kind of Taoist he was. "He has dealt me such a miserable punishment …" She didn't notice his expression, but when she mentioned Lin Jin, her tears gushed out once more.

"Holy prison!" Liu Heijiu recited these four words once more in a low voice. With a solemn expression, he pointed at Zhang Wentao and said, "Tell me in detail about the appearance of that youth and the methods he used to deal with you."

"Yes sir!" Seeing that he seemed to pay particular attention to the matters of the Light Prison, Zhang Wentao immediately recounted the entire process from Lin Jin's appearance to how he had tried to kill him.

After hearing what he had to say, Liu Heijiu was silent for a moment. "Hold out your hand!"

"Yes sir!"

Just as Zhang Wentao reached out his hand, Liu Heijiu placed two of his fingers on his pulse, lost a zhenqi and went in to check.

Zhang Wentao suddenly felt a warm feeling coming from his wrist, which quickly circulated inside his body. The injuries he had previously suffered immediately recovered, giving him a pleasant feeling of relief.

"Ugh!" Liu Heijiu shook his head: "The person's cultivation level you're talking about is not very strong.

"After determining that the youth who saved Lin Zhenbang was not the person he guessed at, Liu Heijiu removed the remaining zhenqi in Zhang Wentao's body one by one and frowned.

After thinking for a moment. He waved his hand and said: "How about this, you go back first and bring me a picture of Lin Zhenbang tomorrow. I will help you settle this matter and then you will have to leave. With that, he turned his head away and no longer spoke.

"Taoist …" Looking at Liu Heijiu's somewhat dispirited back. Zhang Wentao didn't know what was happening to him that they were actually leaving this place.

However, he knew that such a person's decision was not something he could control. He could only sigh and head down the mountain.

Under the night sky, Zhou Hai slowly drove into the Luo Xian Manor. Just as he got off the car, Lin Jin heard the bold voice of an old man: "How is it? Have you got the things? "

Looking at Talking about the Old Man's face, Lin Jin couldn't help but laugh, "Un! It was just a small matter. Of course it was not a problem! Let's talk inside! "

Inside the house. Lin Jin took out the notebook that he obtained from Zhang Wentao and handed it over to Talking about the Old Man.

He picked up the notebook and flipped through it. Talking about the Old Man frowned: "Lin Jin, you've been tricked!"

"Oh?" Lin Jin exclaimed: "How is that possible?"

"Although this diary has recorded a lot of information on Zhang Wentao's crimes, but in general, it requires evidence. Just this diary is not enough to get the person who sent the letter, but it should be enough to set up a case."

"Then is this diary useful?" Lin Jin asked curiously.

"Of course it's useful, but it takes time to investigate. You're not familiar with these things, so let me handle it! " Talking about the Old Man thought about it and felt that this matter was not detrimental to him. He closed his diary and took over this matter.

Lin Jin knew that he really didn't understand anything about this matter. It was natural for him to wish for Talking about the Old Man to help him, so he hurriedly thanked him.

He then asked, "How is my uncle now?"

"Don't worry!" He just lost too much blood. I don't know what kind of medicine you used, but in just half a day, you managed to heal half of his wounds. It's at least ten times faster than healing in western medicine.

He is currently undergoing blood transfusion. Based on his current rate of recovery, he should be fine in a day. " Then, the Talking about the Old Man joked, "If you are willing to practice medicine, then you are definitely more popular than Western medicine!"

Even though Lin Jin was aware that his uncle was safe and sound, he still put his heart at ease after hearing this news.

He went to his room and looked around, only to find that he was sleeping. Lin Jin had given him another zhenqi, so he left the room.

After eating dinner with Lin Chen, Lin Jin told Lin Chen to listen to what the Talking about the Old Man had to say, and got the Talking about the Old Man to find a room for him to meditate in.

On the second day, Zhang Wentao brought Lin Zhenbang's photo to Hei Jiu's room early in the morning.

Looking at the photo, Hei Jiu said indifferently, "Put the photo on the table. You can go down first, I will give you a message tomorrow."

"Yes sir!" Zhang Wentao did not dare speak further, he bowed and followed his subordinates down the mountain.

Seeing that they had walked far away, Hei Jiu picked up the photo and leaped out slightly. He flew up into the air and headed towards the Snow Peak.

At this time, there was still some winter's worth of snow on the peak of the Snow Peak, but within the pure white snow, there was only a long wooden table on the peak. On top of the table, there was a little copper furnace with three incense sticks stuck in it.

This was exactly the altar that Hei Jiu had set up to explore the mysteries of heaven these few days.