"but"

Ling Luoyu interrupted him calmly: "By the way, I suddenly thought of a question...Since the treasure box in your temple is so effective, isn't it possible that no thief came to steal it?"

"steal?"

"If someone stolen it, wouldn't it delay the incense of your temple?"

"No..." Fanhehe laughed and waved indifferently: "Our treasure box is not so easy to move, let alone a thief, even an army, it's useless. !"

"why?"

"Because of being protected!" Fanren suddenly turned around and bowed piously to the ancient tree: "This ancient tree has been protecting the treasure box. As long as it is there, no one should try to steal the treasure box! "

"Really?" Ling Luoyu had an enlightenment, but he pretended to be puzzled: "This tree is not alive, how to protect it? Is it possible...can..."

Before she finished her words, she suddenly found that Fan's eyes were wrong when she looked at her.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

She looked like a thief.

Sure enough, Fan frowned: "Why do you talk about stealing the treasure box? It won't be... you are here to steal the treasure box, right?"

"Look at you, didn't we have a good chat just now? Why did you suspect me like this for a while?"

Ling Luoyu was aggrieved, haggled.

"Little master, you make me very sad... I treat you like a gentleman, but you treat me like a villain... Do you look like a thief?"

The thieves are all Roe-headed Rats!

Is there such a handsome thief like her?

What kind of a thief with her capital?

Find a rich and rich sister directly, just lie down and win the rest of your life without having to fight!

Fan was a little embarrassed for a while and whispered: "I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean that... I was... I suddenly thought of it, so I just ask..."

After coughing twice, he sat naply, embarrassed to the point that he was too embarrassed to say anything.

That's it, he seems to be that aggressive man.

Fortunately, Zhou Yan and Dingmiao walked out side by side, and when they saw Fan, they were taken aback.

Whenever he got up, he said, "Do some donors want to drink soup and tea? I'll cook it for you."

The two nodded in cooperation, thanked him, and watched him leave and sat down beside Ling Luoyu.

"Ask something?"

"Some news, what about you? What did you find out?" Ling Luoyu looked behind the two of them: "By the way, what about the fat man? Why didn't you come with you?"

"He said he wanted to look around, maybe he could find something, so let us come back and talk back first."

Dingmiao calmly looked around, lowering his voice.

"However, I guess he will just check it out for a while, and he won't see anything..."

He and Zhou Yan showed the surroundings of the treasure box and found nothing suspicious.

It is estimated that even if Feng Chenglin turned the treasure box temple upside down, it would not have any results.

"Miss Ling, what about you? What news did you get?"

"It is said that this Treasure Box originally had something to do with a family named Zhao in Treasure Box City, but we still have to look into it carefully..."

"Zhao?" Dingmiao frowned.

Ling Luoyu and Zhou Yan looked at him at the same time: "You know?"

"...Our ancestor of the Miao family once accepted a disciple... his surname is Zhao!"