My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

After Yang Feng saw the person leaving, he also looked at the wine barrel that had just emitted a powerful blow.

This is actually not a ghost, but the attack formation left here by the count.

Under this wine barrel, there is an extremely top-notch treasure hidden.

Although he didn't know what it was, Yang Feng felt that the spiritual energy emanating from this treasure was extremely strong. If he absorbed it, his strength would definitely increase a lot.

As for this formation...

Yang Feng's expression looked a little serious.

Although the owner of this castle is only a count, in terms of strength, he should be at the level of an accomplished innate warrior.

But the strength of this formation, judging from the trigger just now, is at least as strong as a heavenly being, and even if an ordinary heavenly being comes here, it may be difficult to break the formation.

But Yang Feng became serious.

"Fight it all."

He began to gather strength.

……

at the same time.

On the hillside outside the castle.

The few people who escaped sat on the ground.

At this time, there was moonlight above their heads, which seemed to make them feel a little at ease.

After a brief pause, they all suddenly looked at Zhao Zhuwei next to them.

Zhao Zhuwei's eyes at this time were just looking in the direction of the castle worriedly.

"Who are you...?"

Lance asked stuttering.

Zhao Zhuwei did not answer.

She was still worried about Yang Feng's safety at this time.

A few minutes passed like this.

Sudden.

There was a violent explosion in the castle basement.

The hillside trembled violently at this moment, like an earthquake.

Zhao Zhuwei's heart tightened.

At this moment, a familiar figure came out of the explosion.

"Yang Feng!"

Zhao Zhuwei immediately caught up with him in surprise.

With a relaxed smile, Yang Feng walked to the hillside lawn and saw several people staring at him.

Their eyes looked a little scared and a little guilty.

Especially Jennifer who opened the door.

Unexpectedly, his actions almost killed him.

If it weren't for Yang Feng...

"Is there really a ghost in there just now?"

Lance was still frightened.

Especially when he was bounced back by a door just now, he even thought he would die there.

Yang Feng shook his head and said: "There are no ghosts or ghosts. They are just some remnants. But I think it's getting late now. Shouldn't we go back?"

His words reminded several people.

Everyone also got up at this time and walked down the mountain.

When leaving, Jennifer and others specifically asked for Yang Feng's contact information, saying that they would be grateful to Yang Feng tomorrow.

However, their communication software is not interoperable. Fortunately, Yang Feng can still use his mobile phone number.

After leaving their contact information, Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei got in the car and left.

The driver has been waiting at the bottom of the mountain.

However, Zhao Zhuwei's expression was a little restless.

She looked at Yang Feng and felt that the scene just now was too mysterious.

Zhao Zhuwei saw the sharp claws condensed by spiritual power being chopped off by Yang Feng.

Although she didn't know what it was, Zhao Zhuwei knew that it was definitely not something for ordinary people.

"What the hell is going on today?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked.

Yang Feng looked at her and asked, "Didn't I tell you last time?"

"Ah? Is that the guy who is beyond the capabilities of ordinary people?"

"Ah."

"But you..."

Zhao Zhuwei looked at Yang Feng.

He never told himself about it either.

Yang Feng didn't explain much and just asked the driver to drive faster.

He wanted to go back and see the treasure he got today.

The car hurried back to Birrell's villa.

It's already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Zhao Zhuwei's mood calmed down a lot.

After taking a shower, the two of them went back to their rooms.

Yang Feng walked into the room.

The room is large and the surroundings are very luxurious.

Even if it's just wall covering, if you tear off a piece of it, you can probably use it directly as U.S. dollars.

Yang Feng opened the two things in the room that he had obtained from the castle before.

Both items were wrapped in oil paper, with a layer of sheepskin on the outside.

After opening it at this time, the two things showed their original appearance.

Yang Feng sat on the wooden floor of the room.

He looked at one of the objects, which seemed to be a short bronze dagger, but it had special characters and symbols engraved on it.

Although he didn't know what it meant, Yang Feng could feel that this text symbol locked spiritual power into the dagger.

The spiritual energy in this dagger was so rich that Yang Feng couldn't wait to inhale it.

Besides this dagger, the other thing is an ancient book.

This ancient book seems to be a transcript.

However, even if it is a transcript, it still exudes an extremely rich aura.

Yang Feng opened this ancient book.

The surface is a layer of hard paper, and inside the book are things recorded in special words.

Although he didn't know what it was, Yang Feng guessed that what was recorded was some very important information, and might even be related to the dagger, so he was not in a hurry to take the aura of the dagger as his own.

"If you don't understand, forget it. Why don't you ask Birrell tomorrow?"

Yang Feng felt that this should be an ancient European text, and he might have some news if he asked Birrell.

After thinking of this, Yang Feng quickly fell asleep.

the next day.

Yang Feng got up very early.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, as soon as he got up, a nanny came over to help clean up the room.

Living at home is just like staying in a hotel.

He also asked Yang Feng if he needed to eat or what he wanted to eat.

Yang Feng just looked at her face and almost wrote the words "home away from home" on her face.

After asking her to prepare some breakfast, Yang Feng got up and walked to the yard outside.

This is a raised house. Looking down, you can see the garden and pond.

Looking behind me, I can see another small hill.

The surroundings are like a paradise.

"Mr. Yang also got up so early."

Birrell's voice came.

Yang Feng looked back and said, "Morning."

"Mr. Yang, were you happy to go exploring yesterday?"

Birrell asked.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Not only am I happy, but I also gained something."

"reward?"

Birrell was a little confused.

Yang Feng took out the two things he brought back yesterday from the room and placed them on the table next to the sofa.

Birrell sat down on the sofa.

He looked at the two things in front of him and didn't understand them at first.

But after Birrell's hand touched the ancient book, he suddenly withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted.

"This coldness..."

Birrell was a little incredulous and said: "Thousand-year code?!"

He opened his eyes wide and felt at a glance that this ancient book was unusual.

Yang Feng nodded and said, "What do you think?"

"This code is somewhat incredible. Moreover, this bronze dagger should be something from ancient times. It can be preserved to this time, and it has not been completely corroded. Not only does it mean that it is well protected, but the material is very special."

Birrell said, then looked at Yang Feng in surprise and said, "Mr. Yang, you actually used this thing to watch with me?"

In Birrell's eyes, this thing was discovered by Yang Feng and he should hide it. How could he share it with others.

From Yang Feng's perspective, it was impossible for him not to know how valuable this thing was.