The fisherman glanced at Xiao Liang'er and suddenly said, "The second generation ancestor still has a fragment of the relics in his hand."

"What did you say!"

Xiao Liang'er was shocked!

Wuyin has a piece on his hand, they already know, why does this eldest nephew, the second generation ancestor, still have a piece on his hand?

Shi Potian dragged his serious injury and searched for the gods for a month but couldn't find them. When did the gods actually get two fragments of relics?

"Don't worry, it's not too late to wait until the old man finishes his words first."

The fisherman looked at Xiao Liang'er with a bit of intentional teasing smile on his face: "The fragments of relics on the second generation ancestor's hand are fake."

"Fake?"

Xiao Liang'er frowned again.

Since there is already a real thing, why do the people of the Gods make a fake one?

Could it be that they made it on purpose to design Shi Potian or theirs?

Looking at Xiao Liang'er's expression, you know that she must have misunderstood her meaning again. The old man's smirk deeper.

"Don't think about it. Those fake fragments were not created by the big worshipper, but were dedicated to the second generation ancestor."

After laughing enough, the fisherman was finally willing to explain to Xiao Liang'er.

It turned out that after Wuyin lost the fragments, he wanted to turn the blame on the second generation ancestor, so he specially found an opportunity to present the things to him.

However, the second generation ancestor did not discover it. He always thought that Wuyin gave up the fragments because he was afraid of the great offering. But he thought that Wuyin gave him a fake."

In other words, while Wuyin caught Ling Zirui and helped him find the whereabouts of the fragments, he also threw the blame on the big nephew who was the big worshiper.

"It's really the demeanor of a god, but I don't think he just wants to blame him."

"Not only to blame, is it possible that he has other purpose in doing this?"

The fisherman asked curiously.

"If he just wants to get rid of the blame, then there is no need to ask Ling Zirui to help him find treasure."

Those people from the gods are not fools. Even if the second generation ancestor is stupid, he can even detect something when he takes Ling Zirui around in the secret library all day long.

Xiao Liang'er looked at the fisherman and said, "I think he wants to embezzle the fragments of countless relics."

It is true that the fragments were stolen, and it is true that Wuyin gave the blame to his eldest nephew. Maybe it was at this time that he would get up and embezzle the idea.

After all, the pot has been given to his eldest nephew, and at most he only has to bear the next small charge of incestuous attacks on the enemy. But if he takes this opportunity to secretly retrieve the fragments, then he can't he feel that he has embezzled the fragments without knowing it.

"When will the fool discover that he treats a fake as a treasure?"

Anyway, these have nothing to do with him, and the fisherman only cares about who will fall into the hands of this fragment.

Maybe it was this little fox, or maybe it was his old man.

The fragments were stolen, and the enthronement was back, and there was an endless nephew who was used as a gun in the middle.

After thinking about it, Xiao Liang'er seemed to have a vague answer in her heart.

Xiao Liang'er glanced at the old man and suddenly smiled at him: "Senior, aren't you just curious about whether your eldest nephew knows that he was being cheated? Why don't we go and ask him?"

“Ask him?

Now?"

Looking at Xiao Liang'er's sudden glittering eyes, the fisherman felt that his back could not help but feel a chill.

"They won't have a chance to ask two days later."

Xiao Liang'er nodded.

Even if the eldest nephew is slow, he will be able to meet the grand priest in at most two days.
Chapter completed!