Chapter 164 Land

The old man smiled and said, "I can't say, but you can guess."

Huang Feng actually had a guess in his heart. This old man was neither a human nor a ghost, nor a monster, so what could he be: "Senior, could it be the land of this place?"

The old man smiled but said nothing, which made Huang Feng very angry. He guessed but didn't tell the answer. Isn't this clearly torturing people!

"Forget it if you can't say it." Huang Feng knew that he couldn't force it, so he asked, "Since the senior took the initiative to show up, you should know why I came?"

The old man didn't say anything, and knocked the ground with his cane again, and a ledger appeared on the ground instantly.

It's not that he didn't want to take it in his hand, but the ledger was almost as tall as him.

"Really." Huang Feng didn't rush to take it. There are not many pie-in-the-sky things in the world. "Since the senior knows why I came and took the initiative to show up, what do I need to pay?"

The old man smiled and nodded, looking like a teachable child: "Mr. Xu, please promise me one thing."

"What is it?" Huang Feng asked.

Unexpectedly, the old man still shook his head: "I can't say now."

"Then I refuse." Huang Feng said decisively, "If you agree to such unclear conditions, you will suffer losses in the future."

Unexpectedly, the old man thought about it, said "Forget it", and picked up the account book on the ground with his cane.

Huang Feng hurriedly said: "You are not going to force a sale, I didn't agree to you."

The old man smiled and said: "Young master, what you said makes sense. My conditions are too vague. It is understandable that you don't agree."

"So reasonable?" Huang Feng didn't believe it.

"I just hope that when we meet in the future, you can remember the old man's favor?"

"Of course." Huang Feng replied.

The old man nodded with relief.

"Senior, is this really what the ancestors of the Wu family left for you?" Huang Feng couldn't help but be curious, "Also, what's the legend of the Wishing Temple?"

The old man smiled and said, "There is no Wishing Temple. I sleep all year round. I can wake up for half a month every thirty years. I wander in the mountains and help people in need as much as I can. But it's different from meeting the young master today. When I meet these mortals, I hide in the temple.

People in desperate situations usually don't make unreasonable requests. I have never fully fulfilled their requests. I don't know how it has become what it is now.

Let's talk about this account book. That person asked me to hide it. If the Wu family is safe, this account book will be kept forever. If one day... When the Wu family is extinct, take out this account book.

I woke up ten days ago, and I happened to hear the news that the last branch of the Wu family had died. Then I remembered the account book and was thinking about who to give it to.

If the young master was later, the account book might appear in the Shulu City Guard House, and the young master would not be able to see me. "

Huang Feng was stunned: "You mean, whether I come or not, the account book will be found? I thought I was destined to be here!"

The old man smiled and emphasized again: "Don't doubt it, the young master is indeed a man with great luck."

"I reluctantly believe you." Huang Feng was in a good mood after getting the account book. He felt that not every legend was reliable, but the current situation made him more curious than the legend.

Su Xing knew that Doctor Wu was dead, and he was able to send the account book to the City Guard House silently. He also knew that he was asking about the past legends in Shulu and wanted the account book.

Could it be that the old man in front of him was really the local god?

But he had never seen a real god in all these years, nor had he heard Xu Jingshan talk about it.

As if sensing his curiosity, the old man said, "Don't worry, young master. You will know some things in the future."

"Okay." Huang Feng held the account book in his hand and looked at the old man on the ground. "I heard that you can only wake up and relax for half a month after 30 years. I wanted to walk and chat with you, but when I thought about you saying nothing, I decided to leave."

The old man smiled and nodded, "I won't see you off."

"Junior, take your leave." Huang Feng left respectfully.

After Huang Feng left, the old man leaned on his crutches, looked up at the sky, and slowly sank into the ground without saying a word.

...

"Got it." Huang Feng returned to Shulu and reunited with Li Motang.

"Did you really get it?" Li Motang never thought it would be so easy. "Is there really a wishing temple? What price did you pay?"

Huang Feng sighed and said, "Of course I have to pay a price. In order to get this account book, I will be in trouble in the future. Many women will pester me... Hey, where are you going with the account book?"

"Return it back." Li Motang pretended to go out.

"Don't go, you can't find it." Huang Feng approached, but Li Motang suddenly turned around and kicked him.

Huang Feng dodged quickly: "What are you doing?"

"Make it up, keep making it up." Li Motang knew he was talking nonsense as soon as he heard it, how could he really believe it, "Tell me, what's going on."

Huang Feng didn't hide it anymore, and told the story of meeting the old man again, and didn't forget to complain: "This old man's mouth is like a dumb gourd, so tight that you can't ask anything."

After hearing this, Li Motang was also a little surprised: "Do you think he is a land god?"

"What do you think? Have you seen the real mountain god and river god?" Huang Feng asked.

"I don't know. Apart from legends, there are no such records in the history of Daxia." Li Motang was also puzzled.

"Forget it, don't think about it for now. Let's see if there is anything you need in this account book."

"Yes."

Li Motang opened the account book. This account book was very thick and recorded more details than she imagined.

"It's this one. It records that the medicinal materials shipped to Dongshi Town were all taken from the Wu family's medicine shop. The military pay was paid according to the normal price of medicinal materials, but the medicinal materials shipped to Dongshi Town were all inferior. Not only that, part of the military pay was directly embezzled, and there was not even inferior medicinal materials."

Li Motang became more and more angry as he read. Although it seemed that the Wu family was the culprit, in fact, the Wu family was just a tool.

To embezzle so much military pay, there must be people from the other party in every link. What a terrible thing.

And the record of embezzlement of military pay sent to Dongshi Town alone lasted for ten years.

Li Motang became angrier and angrier as he read: "I must let my father personally take a look."

"Don't worry, is there anyone written on it?"

"Let me take a look."

Li Motang continued to check the account book. The front was full of accounts, recording the names of the officials in charge of the connection at the time, but did not specify who was behind the scenes.

Li Motang flipped through the pages one by one until the end, and finally saw something different from the accounts. One of the names made her stunned for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Huang Feng asked curiously, leaning over, but was stopped by Li Motang.

Li Motang closed the account book: "Let me think about it first."

Huang Feng noticed that the matter seemed to be more serious than he expected. He didn't think she was hiding something from him, and nodded: "Think about it slowly."

Li Motang thought for a long time, and suddenly said: "Have you heard about what happened in the succession of the throne in Daxia that year?"

Huang Feng recalled carefully and asked: "You mean the fire? I remember the rumor that a prince was burned to death?"