Huang Bingqing's matter, Zheng Qian didn't pay attention to it at all.

When he got home, he released the fat catfish and began to ask about the strength behind it.

At first, the fat catfish still cared about the left and right, and refused to say whether he was alive or dead.

But after seeing that Zheng Qian summoned the little chicks, the fat catfish became much more honest, after all, he didn't want to try the taste of Hai Xinyan a second time.

"I don't know the specifics!" The fat catfish came at the beginning, so that Zheng Qian almost directly ordered the chick to breathe fire, but soon, the fat catfish continued: "I know one of their contact information!"

"In what way?"

Zheng Qian frowned and asked carefully.

"At first, it was the white-haired old man who contacted me, it was the white-haired old man when the Abyss Fire Spirit was born that day, and then you killed him, and since then, there has been a new person to contact me, but I haven't seen this person either......!"

"What did you say?" Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, it seemed that this fat catfish had become an outcast since the incident with the Abyss Fire Spirit, and he had no value at all.

The fat catfish paused and said, "Say, in case one day, he doesn't come to me anymore, let me open a trick!"

"Where's the bag?"

Zheng Qian's heart chuckled, he seemed to realize something.

The fat catfish pointed to his stomach.

Zheng Qian reached out to touch it, and sure enough, he touched a skin bag with a strange material, which stuck to the big belly of the fat catfish, because it was about the same color as the skin of the fat catfish, so Zheng Qian ignored this before.

Removing the bag, Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, and when he opened it, there was a very thin piece of paper inside.

"You're going to come to me!"

It was only a short sentence, and the words were dark red, as if they had been written in blood.

"What do you mean?" Zheng Gan's brows furrowed, and suddenly, the fat catfish sitting in front of Zheng Qian seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, his fat body kept trembling, and he stammered: "No, no...... Don't, don't ......"

Zheng Gan was stunned, and hurriedly went to check the fat catfish, but before his hand touched the body of the fat catfish, a red flame suddenly rose in the latter's body, and almost instantly, in the screams of the fat catfish, his body was quickly completely swallowed by the red flames, and there was not even any scum left.

Zheng Qian's face was solemn, he felt that this matter was definitely not simple, and he caught a fat catfish, as if it was premeditated.

Looking at the pile of ashes in front of him, Zheng Qian's brows furrowed, what did the fat catfish see just now that made him so afraid?

Suddenly, Zheng Qian saw the piece of paper in the bag, he turned the paper over, and there were a few words clearly on it, "Thank you for helping me solve the abandoned child!"

"What?"

Zheng Qian's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly went to look at the bag that had just been torn off the fat catfish's body, and he instantly understood in his heart.

On top of that bag, there is a small flame formation, as long as you tear off the bag, that formation will be activated.

It's just that this formation is very small, basically, it is only useful to mortals, and if there are cultivators, it will not have the slightest effect at all.

"Could it be that all this has been calculated today?"

A shocking thought suddenly popped up in Zheng Qian's mind, the fat catfish itself was cultivated, and that formation would not be activated at all, let alone kill him.

And according to the two sentences on the paper in this bag, that is to say, the mysterious person who connected with the fat catfish had already predicted all this, knew that he would catch the fat catfish, and also knew that he would abolish the cultivation of the fat catfish, and then interrogate, he also knew that the fat catfish would explain everything, including this bag!

And at that time, as long as you tear off this bag to find out, all of this is formed!

The fat catfish, an abandoned child, was inadvertently killed by himself in this way, and all the clues were completely broken again!

Although he knew that someone was connected with the fat catfish, Zheng Qian had no news about this mysterious person.

"Who the hell is it!"

Thinking of this, Zheng Qian felt a cold sweat all over his body, who was behind the scenes, who was able to calculate things accurately to such a point!

In this case, all his actions are under the control of that person!

……

Just when Zheng Qian was thinking hard about it, at this moment, in the basement of a mansion.

The light was dim, and a large figure sat on the Taishi's chair, and in front of the figure was a table with seven glass balls that shimmered red fluorescent.

One of the glass balls had shattered, and if you made it closer, you could vaguely recognize the shadow of a fish in the glass.

"Boom!"

A creepy voice suddenly sounded in the dark room, "Are you finally going to step into the full set step by step?" I'm looking forward to it, the dark fire and dark water I trained are actually dead in your hands, hehe, interesting, originally, you are not worthy of being my opponent, but now it seems that you got rid of the fat catfish three days earlier than I expected, and you can barely be my opponent!"

"However, the game between us has only just begun, and I hope you can make it to the end!"

In the dark room, a cold voice sounded, and then the moment the voice disappeared, all the light in the dark room also disappeared completely, and everything fell into silence and darkness, as if everything just now had never happened.

……

The matter here is settled, and Zheng Qian has no intention of continuing to stay in Nanhai City.

Take the chicks and get on the train back to Seoul.

It's not that Zheng Qian doesn't want to go back early, but after the fat catfish incident, Zheng Qian feels like there is a pair of eyes staring at him behind him.

He wants to gouge out these eyes, otherwise, when will such a day be a head!

Zheng Qian bought a ticket to enter the station in a low-key manner, and returned to Seoul from Nanhai City, which was not long, only more than eight hours, and he was able to get through it easily.

Zheng Qian bought a hard seat, leaned against the window, and looked at the scene outside the window that kept flying back, Zheng Qian was very emotional.

In the past, when I didn't buy this mobile phone, I often hitchhiked to school like this.

But now...... Everything is starting to look different.

Just when Zheng Qian was thinking nonsense in his heart, suddenly, a cold hand was on his shoulder, and Zheng Gan reacted subconsciously and clasped it.

Anyway, the hand is slippery, the perception is cold, and before he can taste it, a figure is pressed directly towards this side, and the first thing that catches his eye is naturally two towers the size of a football, and Zheng Gan's head is facing the middle, because it is by the window, the space is small, there is no way to dodge, he can only watch his head being buried in it......