Wang Zan's reaction was not that big. In his opinion, Yulin was just such a big place, so it would be no difficulty to find someone like Xing Laoliu. Although he took away the monk's skirt now, he would not take it back and eat it. He just waited for a moment and then shot him back.

Feng Zhining didn't understand these things. He felt that his connections in the mainland were fully demonstrated, so it was definitely difficult to deal with such old cannons in the world. Even if they could solve them, I'm afraid there weren't many people in the middle. Even if they could return to the original owner in the end, maybe the news about the Dhara Sutra was aroused, and it might have to cost a lot.

"This is a reckless man, a bastard who is not credible and a bastard." Feng Zhining drove the car and was full of anger.

Wang Zan said, "I'm more anxious than you, but don't you curse now? I have to deal with Xing Laoliu to death."

After a while, Wang Zan and Feng Zhining arrived at an intersection where Yulin entered the city. After stopping, Wang Zan's phone rang. The people he contacted were very fast and efficient. The news came in just over a dozen minutes.

"Hey? Is it Wang Zan?"

"Yes, I'm. I'm about to enter Yulin on a national highway. You can see the car when you drive along this road..." Wang Zan answered the phone and said to Feng Zhining: "Call the double flash, wait."

At the same time, in the teahouse on the other end, Xing Laoliu's horse-boy had brought the monk's skirt back and handed it to Gu Zhenfeng. As soon as he received it, he suddenly became excited and rubbed it with excitement.

Xing Laoliu said curiously: "Lao Gu, I'm asking for something back for you, but you must not open my eyes. I also want to see what this Dhara Sutra looks like and where it is precious."

Gu Zhenfeng pondered for a moment, then asked the teahouse to send a pair of scissors, and then started to pick the thread from the corner that was previously defective. After he broke it, a layer of yellow cloth was exposed, and a layer of scriptures were embroidered on it.

This is the Dhara Sutra. Before this, I was wrapped in a mezzanine skirt and never saw the sun. Now I have been wandering around for hundreds of years. After many twists and turns, I almost got damaged after almost all of them. Finally, it was revealed its true face.

Xing Laoliu just thought that this thing might be very precious, bizarre, and of some value, but he did not think that it was an unparalleled treasure in the world. However, as a member of the Qing royal family, Gu Zhenfeng knew the preciousness of this thing too well. It is no exaggeration to say that if the Dhara Sutra was knocked down in the Forbidden City, it would be qualified to be a treasure for the palace.

After looking at Xing Laoliu, Gu Zhenfeng said, "I can't transfer so much money to you all at once, otherwise there might be some trouble. I came to you this time and wanted to send out a few items. Let's do this. These goods were originally worth 7 million, so I'll calculate you 6 million. I'll transfer the remaining money to multiple accounts in your account according to the old rules. OK?"

It is impossible for Gu Zhenfeng to transfer a transaction of ten million to Xing Laoliu at one time, and he cannot accept it, otherwise the banking system will definitely monitor the money of unknown origin. Therefore, in the past, transactions that exceeded two or three million were either cash or used other methods to replace it. In short, it is impossible to transfer it directly to the account.

Xing Laoliu nodded and said, "I'm fine, it's all old relationship..."

A few minutes later, Gu Zhenfeng and Xing Laoliu came out of the teahouse. After the two of them quickly traded, Gu Zhenfeng and the two young men were left with the Dhara Sutra.

After Xing Laoliu received the money, he didn't try to keep them. He also knew that the other party was afraid of trouble. At this time, the maid who had been intercepting people before said to Xing Laoliu: "Brother Six, those two people asked me to tell you something."

"Hmm, what?"

The maid smiled and said, "The person named Wang Zan said that what you did today must be the last thing you regret in your life, and you have no chance to regret it. Originally, Brother Liu could hand over them as a friend who would let you win for the rest of your life, but you just lost your own way out..."

Xing Laoliu waved his hand lightly and said, "Are you humans? In this case, you will make a few harsh words. This is the same thing as the two of you who say to the other after they start to have sex with each other, and it's the same thing you say to me!"

In the car leaving, Gu Zhenfeng's excited expression had already fallen. He frowned and said, "We have to think of a way. It's not a big deal to leave like this. I think the person who comes to collect the monk's skirt will probably have a way to find us."

A young man asked in surprise: "Uncle Second, what did you say? We are choosing small roads now. I just saw two cameras on the road. Even if he called the police, he would not catch them, right?"

Gu Zhenfeng shook his head and said, "Don't take the problem too lightly. First of all, you have to know how they found the Dhara Sutra quilt. Haven't you heard Xing Laoliu say? These two people have been checking all the way, and the monk's skirt has disappeared for so many years, especially in the hands of Xu Dayou in recent years. If the other party knew where they were, they would have found it long ago, so I guess they inferred based on what clues they might have. Maybe they will understand the technique of Zhouyi Eight Trigrams and Divination. Then it would not be difficult for them to come to us now to follow the melons and come to us."

"Ah, what do you think you should do, Uncle Second?"

Gu Zhenfeng's face changed in a volatile manner. He actually saw the problem very thoroughly, and almost immediately hit the key point of the loss of the Dhara Sutra.

When entering the Yulin National Highway, Feng Zhining and Wang Zan waited for about ten minutes. Three black Passats drove over from behind, and then stopped in front of their cars one by one. Finally, after the door of a Passat was opened, a man in a suit walked out of it. Wang Zan pushed open the door and greeted him.

"Mr. Wang Zan, right? My name is Wan Hong. I just called you."

Wang Zan stretched out his hand and shook it with him, and said, "Okay, trouble. Let's talk about it for a long time. I'm afraid that there will be a change in the future. That's it. I have a very important thing. It was snatched away by a man named Xing Laoliu in Yulin. He is a dealer who privately resells cultural relics..."

"I met him an hour ago. In another teahouse, I have his phone number here. See how can I lock his position?"

"Yulin is not big, so it's not difficult to find someone. As long as he hasn't left here, I can check his whereabouts and location later. Just give me his phone number," said Wan Hong.

Wang Zan gave him the phone number and returned to his car. Feng Zhining asked with some concern: "Can it work?"
Chapter completed!