Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again Chapter 1444: Going to Sanlitun Outside the City

"How do we solve this?" Third Uncle Gu murmured.

"There’s always a way." Gu Qiaoqiao said confidently.

At this mont, Gu Qiaoqiao didn’t know what Gu Qingfeng had planned, but since Great Grandfather had sent her with him, there must be a reason.

After arranging things at ho, Uncle Gu drove, taking Gu Qingfeng and Gu Qiaoqiao, speeding towards Sanlitun.

Actually, they should have checked those antiques to figure out what they were and where they ca from.

The Old Patriarch’s eyes have appraised countless treasures, and he’s incredibly accurate. Unfortunately, the remaining items, including that Eight Immortals table, were taken by the relevant authorities since they are stolen goods, and they also need imdiate protection.

Now, Gu Qingfeng didn’t even ntion the remaining antiques, instead focusing on Sanlitun.

After all, the items originated from there, and it’s uncertain if the so-called big landlord is real or fake. It’s said that Public Security has gone to investigate.

Sanlitun is an hour and a half from Jinling City.

By this ti, the sky was full of stars, and the night was deep. The Old Patriarch only had a simple dinner of rice porridge, and so did Gu Qiaoqiao. They should have rested for the night, but now it’s a race against ti, to quickly uncover the origins of the antiques held by that so-called big landlord.

Gu Qiaoqiao, however, had a hunch that they might co up empty this ti.

If it really was a setup, it’s unlikely the landlord’s descendants as sellers would stay in Sanlitun. By now, they might have already fled, or maybe the person is just pretending.

The purpose is to trap the Gu Family into this snare.

Gu Qiaoqiao glanced at Gu Qingfeng sitting next to her, placed her fingers on his arm, silently letting the spiritual energy spread gradually through Gu Qingfeng’s body. Then she softly asked, "Great Grandfather, do you feel any discomfort?"

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, appearing calm, "No worries, Qiaoqiao, these old bones are tough."

Reassured by the Old Patriarch’s vigorous voice, Gu Qiaoqiao relaxed and asked, "Great Grandfather, we should also inquire about where these antiques were unearthed by grave robbers."

Gu Qingfeng nodded, "I’ll personally go check tomorrow."

So matters can no longer be resolved over the phone; they must be entrusted face-to-face.

Gu Qiaoqiao slightly frowned again, "Great Grandfather, one thing I don’t understand, how did that artifact get taken out?"

It shouldn’t have made it through customs, logically speaking.

Gu Qingfeng shook his head, "It’s being monitored very closely now; it must have been smuggled."

If that’s the case, it’s truly heartbreaking.

"Great Grandfather, is the Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron the sa one you once told about?"

Gu Qingfeng nodded, a flash of pain passing through his eyes, gripping his cane tightly, he said in a deep voice, "Yes, it’s the Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron I told you about. Do you rember the story?"

Gu Qiaoqiao softly responded, "Of course, I rember."

The Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron has always existed in legend, its casting process extrely complex and exquisite. It appeared once a century ago, but for so unknown reason vanished again. Many have studied the Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron, but without seeing the actual object, it remains known only through literature and docuntation.

The Old Patriarch is both worried and pained by this.

Gu Qiaoqiao gazed at the road ahead illuminated by the headlights; the mountain road was rough and bumpy. Fortunately, the three of them were in good health, and no one got car sick. The night was quiet, yet Gu Qiaoqiao’s mind was restless.

If this Three-legged Cauldron hadn’t been taken out, the situation would be easier to resolve. But now, regrettably, both the person and the item have vanished from the land of Huaxia; retrieving sothing that’s crossed the border isn’t easy.

Just like Chang Jianhua now, it’s beyond reach, and they don’t even know which country he’s in.

"The Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron..." Gu Qiaoqiao murmured softly, clenching her hands slightly. Suddenly a thought erged: if she had an image of the Blue and White Three-legged Cauldron, and then drew a Tracking Talisman, could she locate the treasure?

The loss of a national treasure is heart-wrenching for all; regaining it would be wonderful.

But without the actual object, Gu Qiaoqiao can’t draw a Tracking Talisman.

Regretfully, Gu Qiaoqiao sighed. For now, the first step is to find out what the situation with this so-called big landlord is.

They soon arrived at Sanlitun; it was already past eight o’clock at night.

Even at night, the snow-covered scenes combined with the moonlight illuminated the area brightly. Although it was winter, people weren’t yet asleep at 8 PM, with lights on in almost every household.

Uncle Gu knocked on a family’s door to inquire about the big landlord’s address, then parked at the village entrance. The three of them followed the route towards that house.

The village roads twisted and turned and were narrow, unsuitable for cars.

So they had to walk.

Fortunately, it hadn’t snowed recently, and the village paths were trodden flat, making it easier to walk. Soon, they arrived at a standalone house; a pair of lanterns hung at the entrance, no candles lit, swaying gently in the cold wind.

Uncle Gu stepped forward and began knocking on the door.

There were lights inside the yard, indicating soone was ho, but after knocking for a long ti, no one opened the door.

Instead, it disturbed the neighbor.

A man in his sixties asked, "Are you here for Bald Zhang?"

Bald Zhang, Gu Qiaoqiao blinked; it seed to be a nickna for this hoowner.

Uncle Gu nodded and smiled, "Yes, we have so business with the owner."

"They won’t dare open the door for you now. Public Security already visited them this morning."

Gu Qingfeng wasn’t surprised as it was expected. He looked at the old man opposite and asked seriously, "Is it true this family’s ancestors were big landlords?"

The old man nodded, tucking his hands into his jacket sleeves and stomping his feet, "That’s true, but they don’t have those things; they’ve been deceived too."

The group exchanged glances; does everyone in Sanlitun know about this then?

Gu Qiaoqiao curiously asked, "Grandpa, you all know?"

"Of course we do, living in the sa village, who doesn’t know about each other? Besides, good news doesn’t travel, while bad news spreads far and wide," the old man replied naturally.