I can infinitely synthesize more advanced items

Not long after leaving, Song Ping returned to the cave with the captured bandit.

According to the bandit's own account, his name is Zhang Shitou, and he was originally a villager in a nearby mountain village. He became a bandit only because he was carried up by bandits on the way to escape from a military disaster. There is also a 60-year-old old man. His mother was separated from him, waiting for him to rescue...

Of course, how many truths there are and how many lies.

Just looking at Zhang Shitou's flickering eyes when he spoke, Song Ping was a little skeptical.

But it doesn't matter.

If Zhang Shitou dared to lie to himself, Song Ping would kill him without hesitation, not to mention that he had a lost old mother, even if there were eighteen ancestors waiting for him to rescue.

The rescued people were still packing up the bandits' things and hadn't left yet. Seeing Song Ping return at this time, they expressed their gratitude to Song Ping again.

The body of the bandit master was apparently also turned over.

Song Ping went over and groped for a bit, but he didn't find any trace of the treasure map in the arms of the bandit leader.

Seeing something wrong with Song Ping's eyes, Zhang Shitou panicked and shouted: "Hero, I really didn't lie to you. It seems that the treasure map must have been taken away by these people! You just need to search for them. It can be found for sure.”

Song Ping looked at the rescued people surrounding him, and asked, "Who turned over the corpse of the bandit leader just now?"

Song Ping's eyes were calm but full of unspeakable pressure. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, two people had to stand up soon, both middle-aged men in their thirties and forties.

"What did you find from the head of the house just now? Take it out and let me see it."

Hear Song Ping's order.

The two men were full of reluctance, but they didn't dare to disobey, so they pulled out some things from their bodies.

There are some silver taels, copper coins and so on, and a few small bank notes.

But I didn't see any treasure map.

One of the men with a square face moved his eyes and dodged, and some dared not look at Song Ping.

Song Ping's face turned cold. Although his "He Xintong" ability was sealed, how could he hide this little trick from him.

Not to mention him, even Zhang Shitou could see his guilty conscience.

"You bloody bastard, how dare you hide things in front of the heroes!" Before Song Ping could speak, Zhang Shitou couldn't bear it anymore, rushed over and punched the square-faced man to the ground, and then rode on the square face man groping.

Damn bastard, if he hid something and didn't hand it over, wouldn't he kill Zhang Shitou?

How does this make Zhang Shitou not in a hurry.

"Ouch, what are you doing? I'm fighting with you... Ouch, heroes, save me, he hit someone..."

The square-faced man struggled desperately to resist, but instead received several punches on the face, causing him to scream continuously.

These rescued people had been starving for a long time and were weak, so they couldn't be Zhang Shitou's opponent.

Song Ping just watched calmly from the side.

Seeing that Song Ping didn't speak, the people around him didn't dare to step forward to intervene.

Soon, Zhang Shitou took out a sheepskin scroll from the arms of the square-faced man, and then happily came to Song Ping and said, "Hero, look, I didn't lie to you, this is the book that the master kept privately." Get up the treasure map."

Song Ping took the sheepskin scroll and examined it carefully.

This sheepskin roll looks like it has been around for some years, but after special treatment, it is still very tough and strong, with slight wear and tear, and the writing lines on it are also very clearly visible.

The size is about the size of an A4 paper, with a map drawn on one side, but the map is incomplete, and it can only be seen as a part of a mountain.

On the other side, there is a record of a technique, "Fengqing Liuye Palm", which is a palm technique.

To be honest, even though he got this parchment scroll, Song Ping was not quite sure whether this treasure map was real or not.

After all, if there is a master of cost, for some purpose to confuse the public and make fake treasure maps, it is completely justified.

But it doesn't matter if it's true or not.

Song Ping was not really interested in the so-called secret treasure house of the Shizhang Gate. After all, he possessed wealth from three different worlds, plus his heaven-defying golden fingers, no matter if it was gold, silver or other rare treasures. Bao, they are not very attractive to him.

So "Ten Zhang Mi Zong Bu" can make him a little bit interested, but that's all.

The most important thing for Song Ping is the value of this ten-zhang treasure map itself, and its attractiveness to other people in the martial arts world.

The square-faced man wiped his nosebleeds, got up from the ground, knelt and howled, "Hero, you have to make the decision for me. This bandit robbed me in front of you. Heroes put it in your eyes..."

"Okay, shut up!" Song Ping said impatiently.

The square-faced man was still crying: "Hero, you are so benevolent and righteous. You are an upright hero. How could you steal things from a villain? This bandit is clearly trying to ruin your reputation... Ouch..."

Song Ping's face turned cold.

This square-faced man kept putting a high hat on himself, using benevolence and morality to control himself, did he really regard himself as a benevolent knight who cherished his reputation?
Looking at Song Ping's expression, Zhang Shitou became more and more impatient. He rushed over and slapped the square-faced man to the ground, cursing, "You damn fool, didn't you hear that the hero told you to shut up?"

"Ouch... Hero, help me, save me..."

The square-faced man was no match for Zhang Shitou, so he could only scream to Song Ping for help.

With a sound of "clang", Song Ping slashed down with his knife, splitting a rock next to the square-faced man's head, and the flying gravel cut more than a dozen flesh wounds on the square-faced man's cheeks and body.

Song Ping said coldly: "If you dare to chatter again, I will kill you with one knife."

Sensing Song Ping's undisguised killing intent, the square-faced man couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously covered his mouth.

Song Ping glanced at the rest of the people around him again, and said calmly: "If this kind of thing falls into your hands, it will be a disaster rather than a blessing, and it will only harm you. Listen carefully, my name is Song Ping, and I come from the Black Tiger Martial Art Museum in Jiangyang County After you go out, you can tell anyone, just say that I, Song Ping, have the ten-foot treasure map, if you want the ten-foot treasure map, come to me, Song Ping, and I, Song Ping, will be there for them!"

That's right, what Song Ping valued was the strong attraction of the ten-zhang treasure map to the martial arts people in Jiangyang County.

Every time the treasure map of ten feet appears, it will cause a bloodbath in the Wulin of Jiangyang County, and countless people from all walks of life will chase after it.

But now, Song Ping is planning to use himself as a bait to let those greedy people in the world come to make trouble for him.

Song Ping didn't want to kill those innocent people, but Song Ping would not feel any psychological burden at all if he killed those who wanted to kill him.