The preface of Liuli Handball is just like a child talking nonsense. But after Feng Rong heard it, his eyes darkened a little. Lin Yingkong and Zhu Mengtian, not far away, looked over with strange expressions.

The so-called master becomes half of the master, which is likely to be a problem with Lu Changliu's soul. What kind of strange people or mysterious magic can make the people in the field team unaware of anything?

All kinds of thoughts were just a blink of an eye, and Feng Rong's expression changed. He did not ask about the specific matters, but said lightly: "The second question, have you ever seen the hostess here?"

"Is it the winning fish?" said the young man's voice.

"You are very familiar with her?" Feng Rong asked.

Liuli hand fairway said: "She doesn't talk to us."

Feng Rong thought of Inser's current situation of having almost no close friends, and she gave her a sign of a withdrawn personality in her heart, "Have she been here recently?"

"We are all sleeping during the day, so I don't know," said the young man's voice. "But recently, she sometimes comes here with her master at night, standing at the door and not coming in."

This situation is the same as Lu Changliu said. Feng Rong arranged all the clues in his mind and had a general idea, "The last question is, where is the most suitable place for Tibetans?"

This question made the wise antiques whisper for a while, and the old man said hesitantly: "Are you talking about the treasure that contains heaven and earth?"

Feng Rong did not say anything, "Not necessarily, just hide people."

The old man said in his voice: "Fellow Taoist, look at the seventh glass cabinet on your right hand. There is a thin-mouthed bottle. There was a pen that liked to walk around before, but after getting into it, it didn't come out again."

"That's right," Liuli Handball said, "That pen has been practiced for more than a thousand years, but it was swallowed up. It's really scary to death!"

Feng Rong followed the old man's voice prompt to the right, and saw the white fine-mouthed porcelain bottle about an arm high with landscape pictures on it. However, except for thinking it was beautiful, he didn't find anything special. Feng Rong was about to get closer and take a look when he heard Lin Yingkong calling him lowly: "Minister, come here."

The other party's voice was solemn. Feng Rong immediately turned his direction and walked towards him. His eyes were on Lu Changliu, who was standing blankly to enjoy the Centennial Picture, "What's wrong?"

E Jingbai and Cheng Xiaodai both scattered and checked carefully in the collection room. Di Bingqiao and Zhu Mengtian were also staying beside Lu Changliu. Their expressions were also the same strange. Lin Yingkong pulled him over and pointed at Lu Changliu and said, "Minister, have you seen something?"

Feng Rong didn't know what puzzle he was fighting, so he focused on watching Lu Changliu. Even Lin Yingkong didn't let go of his hand in time. The surroundings became quiet. Lin Yingkong glanced at the minister's eyes and held his hand with a few calm eyes. The slightly temperate and cool temperature of the human body made him feel excited, but he didn't even dare to move his fingers, for fear that the minister would take it back if he noticed it.

Zhu Mengtian looked at Lu Changliu, and looked at the strange behavior of the surrounding people, although they were still still, and could still notice them curiously paying attention to the antiques here, and his mouth twitched silently - Assistant Lin was quick and accurate and ruthless, he would never miss an opportunity, he was simply dating with his life...

At this time, Lu Changliu's appearance was similar to that of an antique family who had become obsessed with collecting it. He stared at the picture of the Baishou picture and looked like he was looking at his lover. He was completely different from the distorted look of smashing the photo frame before, but his appearance was a bit different from the collection maniac. He was obsessed with the feeling of being so ecstatic at first glance... To be honest, he looked a bit like an addict.

At first, Feng Rong thought Lin Yingkong was thinking that Lu Changliu was in a state of something wrong, but when he followed Lu Changliu's hand brushing across the scroll and looked at the hundred-life picture, his eyes trembled, and he looked at this man who seemed to be just an ordinary person in a bit of incredible way. If he didn't look closely, he wouldn't be able to see that every time Lu Changliu's hand brushed across the scroll, a part of the spiritual energy that had been hidden for hundreds of years would be taken away by him!

Feng Rong subconsciously looked at the antiques placed on a shelf next to him. They were taken out by Lu Changliu before to sleepwalk. They were indeed old things with thousands of years of history, but there was no chance to open up his wisdom. After the spiritual weapons were dissipated, they became ordinary things and did not attract attention. No wonder the antiques in the collection room did not find it wrong, and the field team of the General Office did not pay much attention!

Feng Rong almost cautiously pulled Lin Yingkong and took a step back, signaling Di Bingqiao and Zhu Mengtian to retreat a little. E Jingbai and Cheng Xiaodai noticed the change in their faces and wanted to come over, but Feng Rong raised his hand to stop him. Feng Rong asked the people around him: "What do you think?" The situation is getting more and more bizarre now. Not to mention that Lu Changliu is not a person with extraordinary abilities, even this method of cultivating spiritual power is too insidious.

Lin Yingkong saw that he still held his hand and did not let go. He even pulled him back when he felt in danger. He was suddenly overjoyed, but he was serious on the surface, "He put his spiritual power into his body and turned it around and disappeared. It was not like he was practicing. I suspect that something else was hidden in his body."

Zhu Mengtian had the same idea and said with a tiring gesture: "Why might as well catch it first?"

Feng Rong did not give an order immediately, but asked: "Why didn't he respond?"

"Hmm?" The other three people didn't react for a while.

Feng Rong pointed to Lu Changliu, who was standing there without any influence from the outside world, "If something really controls his body, why did he not react to us at all?" Not to mention that the magic used by the other party was too shady, even the correct supernatural creatures would not completely ignore a group of masters who were eyeing him, right?

The minister's words were like a basin of cold water. Everyone looked at each other. Di Bingqiao hesitated and said: "Can he really be sleepwalking?"

"Sleeping to the point of taking away spiritual power? That's really a gift." Zhu Mengtian murmured.

Ding Youlan and Fei Rong also saw the tense atmosphere here from the surveillance camera, but the camera installed by Lu Changliu does not have the function of eavesdropping sound, and the two of them could only be anxious. When they were no longer at the strife, Ding Youlan asked through the intercom, "Minister, is there anything wrong?"

Feng Rong didn't want the two children to worry about it, so he replied: "It's within the controllable range, let's talk about it later when you go back."

That's it, but the reason for Lu Changliu's abnormality still stumped a group of knowledgeable elites. Seeing that the Centenary Picture was sucked away half of its spiritual power by Lu Changliu, Zhu Mengtian still insisted on his previous idea, "Minister, please control Lu Changliu first. No matter how you are in your hands, you can do anything." As for the trouble caused by the identity of Mr. Lu, he believed in the ability of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Feng Rong still didn't make a decision. He was not afraid of Lu Changliu's identity, but he doubted whether it would be useful to capture the other party. They didn't find any problem so close to Lu Changliu now. Will it be effective if they tied up?

Lin Yingkong understood his thoughts as soon as he looked at him and said, "Instead of catching Lu Changliu, it is better to think about how to find out what problems he has."

Zhu Mengtian nodded hesitantly, "What are we doing now?"

Feng Rong was staring at Lu Changliu and said, "Take that painting away."

He was talking about the hundred-life picture. Zhu Mengtian was stunned at first, then was happy. After putting a layer of protective shield on himself, he went around to Lu Changliu's side. With a long hand, he suddenly got the scroll. He did not rush to dodge, but stood there to observe Lu Changliu's reaction. The man was dumbfounded and repeated his previous actions. After touching the empty work several times, he seemed to have reacted. Mu Langmu turned around and grabbed the hundred-life picture next to him. Zhu Mengtian avoided slightly, and he grabbed the empty one. He was stunned for a few seconds before finding the position of the scroll again, and was avoided by Zhu Mengtian again...

Di Bingqiao couldn't bear to look at this scene of teasing cats and walking dogs. Feng Rong said calmly: "Turn him into the corner, don't wake him up."

"Okay, Minister." Zhu Meng Tianti experienced the funny fun. While trying to make things difficult for Lu Changliu, he took the time to answer. I don't know if he could listen, but Lu Changliu was indeed attracted to the corner by him.

"What do the minister wants to do now?" Lin Yingkong had guessed Feng Rong's thoughts, but he still asked.

"First..." Feng Rong said a word, and unexpectedly realized that his hands and Lin Yingkong were holding each other cross-legged, almost inconsistent with each other. He forgot that his assistant had pulled him first, and thought he was holding Lin Yingkong and he suddenly felt a heated ear and let go of his hand as calmly as possible, "...Let's find Inser first, I'll set up a formation here, you can help me watch."

Without the minister's temperature, Lin Yingkong was a little disappointed, but he still smiled at him gently, "Okay, I'll guard you."

"..." Di Bing, who was right next to him, looked good-looking - Assistant Lin, do you remember what the minister said was "you"?

The minister naturally would not care about these details. Di Bingqiao was assigned to Zhu Mengtian, Lin Yingkong and Cheng Xiaodai were separated on both sides of him, while E Jingbai was watching those intelligent antiques to avoid them from making trouble.

Before setting up the formation, the old man spoke hesitantly: "Fellow Daoist, you are..."

Feng Rong, who had been spinning around the white thin-mouthed porcelain bottle, raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on a bronze short knife against the wall, and said lightly: "I just want to find someone. Senior, don't worry, I have no malice towards you."

Liuli Handball then suddenly realized: "It turns out that the hero is indeed a hero, and he will not kill antiques casually!"

The woman shouted, "Idiot, do you want to remind him to kill you?"

The young man muttered: "Miss porcelain, it seems you reminded me..."

The woman's voice became angry again: "Then why are you exposing me?!"
Chapter completed!