He kept thanking Jiang Ning and Lin Yuzhen, and Lu Jing left happily after a long time.

Lin Yu really doesn't understand.

What ancient civilization?

It sounds like a fantasy.

Even the piece of paper that Lu Jing took out just now, there were words on it, just like a child's graffiti.

But she still supported Jiang Ning's decision, because this professor really needed help, and Lin Yuzhen himself considered taking out his savings and helping him in a private way.

"Husband, you are more enthusiastic than me in doing good things now."

"Even if I don't help, you will help in the end."

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand and pinched Lin Yu's little face, "Your savings are not enough to support me, so how can you help me?"

"whee."

Lin Yuzhen let Jiang Ning pinch his face. He couldn't bear to exert force anyway, "You are so good~"

"Okay, the matter is resolved. When you go home, you have to hurry up and stamp it on me!"

After saying that, Jiang Ning took Lin Yuzhen away.

Of course, he didn't just want to help Lu Jing, but that symbol, or according to Lu Jing, that word, Jiang Ning has seen it many times.

That cloud is exactly the same as the red cloud tattooed by those in Hidden Sect!

If that is not just a symbol, but really a text, what does it mean?

Before Bao Rongdong died, he told Jiang Ning that behind the master was a martial arts family, a powerful force hidden in the Jianghu circle...

Even the Hidden Sect is just a tool used by the master to search for Jidao Fist Notes!

The symbol of this cloud is probably the symbol of the Hidden Gate, and it may also be the symbol of the hidden family behind the Lord!

If you can find some clues from other channels, it would be great.

For Jiangning, it is just spending money, which can help Lu Jing and secretly help himself. Why not do it?

...

At that time.

In an extremely hidden place.

The surrounding environment is quiet, and insects and birds are singing from time to time.

In a yard, the imperial hall stood there.

He looked at the red cloud engraved on the wall at the center of the hall, with deep eyes.

"He didn't come again."

After a while, a sound came from behind.

Yan Tang did not look back, but still looked at the red cloud.

"Mr. Montenegro, shouldn't this be what you expected?"

"Hmph, he is getting less and less arrogant! Do you really think we will give him a chance and tolerate him again and again!"

Hearing this sentence, Yan Tang turned around, looked at the man with a sharp expression in front of him, and chuckled softly.

"The deadline has not come, and he is the only one who can go out now. If Lord Montenegro is dissatisfied, he can indeed be recalled, but who will find boxing books?"

"Twenty years! Twenty years! What did he find?"

Heishan Senran said, "So far, there is no news, it's useless! The family is already very dissatisfied with him. Don't he know?"

Yan Tang said in his heart that the Lord certainly knew, but he didn't care at all.

"Fisting is a must. I think Lord Heishan knows that if there is not enough opportunity, how can you get a boxing tip? This kind of thing can't be found just by looking for it."

"What's the point of twenty years? The previous generations spent more time, didn't they find the difference?"

"Are you exonerating him?"
Chapter completed!