Chapter 88: Changes in the Armpits (Part 3)
Jiang Xian's eyes blurred and he could no longer see clearly. He didn't know what kind of drug was smeared on these feathers, and the drug was extremely strong. Coupled with the bullet in the stomach, he really couldn't stand it anymore.
Dong... In less than three seconds, his body fell to the ground. Long Er Taiye breathed a sigh of relief and carefully freed his hands from the many silver threads. At this moment, applause sounded behind him, and two masked figures walked in. The leading man answered in Japanese: "It's worth the trip to see the strongest exorcist take action in person. Everything just now was like a dream..."
Before he finished speaking, a man beside him had already raised his gun and pointed it at Jiang Xian. Before he fired, a black dart pierced his throat, leaving a bloody mark.
"Did I ask you to do it?" The murderous intent in Long Er's dim eyes was as strong as substance. The masked man holding the gun could not help but shudder all over and instinctively put away the gun.
At this moment, he felt like he was standing in front of a giant snake. If he resisted, he would die immediately.
"Mr. Long." The leader said in a deep voice: "He has seen you..."
"It doesn't matter." Long Er Taiye panted heavily, tore off his cloak and tied up his wound, and said hoarsely: "The Qin King's bone mirror is on the bronze tripod behind. We have at most three minutes."
"Hey!" All the masked men immediately rushed to the Qin Wang bone mirror. And Long Er Taiye walked to the unconscious Jiang Xian, as if he wanted to say something. But in the end he just sighed and said nothing.
"Mr. Long, the explosion will happen in ten seconds!" The masked man had already taken off the bone mirror and put it in his backpack. He said quickly.
Master Long Er nodded and raised his hand and said, "Give me the gun."
He took the gun and suddenly pulled the trigger at Jiang Xian. Immediately, several bloody holes appeared on his arms, thighs, and shoulders!
"Why?" The masked man frowned: "If he leaves a gunshot wound...the bosses in Shenzhou won't blame him..."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" The second master Long suddenly turned around, his eyes slightly red, and pointed the muzzle of his gun at the other man's jaw: "When I was roaming the three provinces of Northeast China, you were still sucking milk!"
Kakaka! All the guns were pointed at the two men. The masked man's Adam's apple trembled rapidly, and he pressed his hands desperately. After a few seconds, he said with difficulty: "It was my mistake..."
Boom! At this moment, a wave of dust rose up, and the wall where the bomb was placed was completely destroyed, revealing a dark hole behind it.
Sparks filled the sky, smoke and dust blew in the air, and the long beard of Master Long Er fluttered in the wind. He took a last look at the scene, let out a long sigh, and rushed into the cave first.
……………………
Jiang Xian felt dizzy.
He dreamed of many things, most of which were related to Master Long Er. From the first time his master brought him to see him, to their visits every year during festivals, to their conversations on messaging apps... In the end, Master Long Er's figure turned into crows, tearing apart the entire dream.
"Heh...ha!" He suddenly opened his eyes and felt a chill on his back.
All he saw was a sea of white. He moved his head with difficulty and found himself wrapped in bandages all over his body. He was lying on a hospital bed.
There were two people sitting in front of the bed. I was a little dazed at first, but after a few seconds I could finally see clearly. They were Dong Xinjiu and Lin Fangruo.
"Awake." Dong Xinjiu said calmly, "You slept for three days. Old Man Long's drug is as strong as ever."
"There's good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
Jiang Xian stared at the ceiling absentmindedly: "Good news, right?"
Dong Xinjiu nodded: "You only have superficial injuries. You can be discharged after a week of rest. The bullet has been taken out, it's not a vital part. It will take two months to fully recover."
Jiang Xian nodded woodenly: "What about the bad news?"
"The first bad news is..." Lin Fangruo moved his lips and sighed, "Ye Xiaozu is dead."
"No one who was at home at the time survived. They were shot. That was when the attack on Shenzhou took place."
Dong Xinjiu chuckled, "Actually, there is some good news. The fierce fighting among you guys didn't affect the auction at all. The Qin Terracotta Warriors were sold at a sky-high price of 800 million US dollars each. It broke the ceiling in one fell swoop."
"Boss Song made back his money with interest this time... Even if 19 people died, the compensation would not be as much as a Qin terracotta warrior statue."
Lin Fangruo gently turned the bracelet and said calmly: "This line of work is like licking blood on the edge of a knife. If they didn't die, this trip would be enough to cover their living expenses for most of their lives."
Jiang Xian seemed not to have heard anything, but stared at the two of them blankly. Only one sentence echoed in his mind: Is Ye Xiaozu dead?
What should I do with my own Nine Palace Flying Stars? The clues I finally found are gone just like that?
Long Tiansheng, ah, Long Tiansheng...what you did is really ruthless.
You even dared to kill Ye Jiusheng's descendants. You... are really crazy...
"He still holds a grudge." Just then, the door opened gently and Song Yunshen walked in.
Seeing him come in, Lin Fangruo and Dong Xinjiu nodded tactfully and left the room.
The assistant behind Song Yunshen placed a large pile of nutritional supplements on the table and left immediately. There were only two people left in the room, and their eyes exchanged without any expression.
Song Yunshen looked a little haggard.
His loss was not small. An explosion, coupled with the fight between Jiang Xian and Long Er Taiye in the treasury, almost all the collections in the treasury were burned. This was at least a loss of several billion. However, more importantly, he lost face for Shenzhou.
"It happened suddenly. In that environment, guns are indeed more powerful." Song Yunshen spoke first: "But my promise is still valid."
Only two people were left, and both knew what happened at that time. Song Yunshen did not try to hide it. He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "I will definitely ask them to give an explanation from the Changsheng Society. However, this is not the point of why I came to you in person."
He handed a mobile phone to Jiang Xian, and as soon as he opened it, a map appeared on it.
It was a map of China, and on the map of China were arranged the Nine Songs and Twelve Gods found by Jiang Xian!
This pattern had obviously been crumpled and was covered with wrinkles. But... there were four locations drawn on it with a bloody line!
"This is..." Jiang Xian's silent heart suddenly wavered, and he immediately looked up at Song Yunshen. The other party obviously knew what he was going to ask, and smiled solemnly: "Yes, this is Ye Xiaozu's relic."
"He used the last of his life to mark the route that could be marked."
He stood up, leaned down, and looked directly into Jiang Xian's eyes. Jiang Xian could clearly see the suppressed rage in his eyes, like a volcano about to erupt. However, when he spoke, he did not continue the previous topic at all, but said quietly: "Mr. Jiang, do you know? I, Song Yunshen, am forty-three years old, and I have never been so embarrassed!"
"Take the Qin Emperor's Bone Mirror away from under my nose. Blow up the treasure house of China! In the past few days, the Ministry of Culture, the Academy of Social Sciences, old leaders, old professors from various universities, famous archaeologists... one by one, almost scolded me to death!"
His jaw was trembling slightly, and you could see that he hadn't shaved for two or three days, as he had a thick stubble.
He looked straight at Jiang Xian: "There are three other bosses who have made up their own mistakes on the grounds of not knowing how to judge people. I have put in so much effort... If it were anyone else, I would admit it, but I can't swallow the blood of Mr. Long's knife!"
I can’t swallow it either... Jiang Xian pursed his lips and didn’t say anything, but he believed that the other party could understand his eyes.
The blow was too cruel and stabbed deep into his bones. He believed that it was not just him. Lin Fangruo and Dong Xinjiu, as well as their Chaohaitang, had probably already been fully mobilized.
Song Yunshen let out a long breath, stood up, and straightened his tie: "Do they think this is the end? No, this won't be over until I, Song Yunshen, call a halt."
"However, the emperor is far away now. I have investigated the Changsheng Society and found that it has a very deep background. I don't have the strength to shake an organization that has penetrated into various provinces of Japan. But... we have another way. We can pick up the face that Shenzhou has thrown down and then put gold foil on it."
He actually bowed deeply: "Mr. Jiang, are you willing to help again?"
Jiang Xian frowned. He had more important things to do now.
How can a cup of water from a fruit only dispel a curse of one and a half years? He must go to the next clue before he can talk about this.
As if he understood his concerns, Song Yunshen straightened up and smiled, "I heard that your sect has a curse that will kill you at the age of 25. When Mr. Jiang was unconscious, I specially asked Mr. Lin and Mr. Dong to take a look. They said... you should have found something to prolong your life. But it has not been completely solved. Your top priority is to prolong your life. Right?"
Jiang Xian nodded slowly.
"Don't worry, I will never ask you about what you find. You have the right to choose one thing first among the next discoveries. If there is anything, I will help you."
"And...the next place..." He picked up his phone and clicked on the location of the next star, which was Yuzhou Province.
With a mysterious smile on his face, he whispered, "I've calculated that this is Dengzhou City, Yuzhou. This place... heh... if you don't get a nod from above, you probably can't even get in."
"Oh?" Jiang Xian finally became interested and raised his eyebrows.
Song Yunshen lit a cigarette and smiled deeply: "Here is the real reason why I came to find you. When I saw Ye Xiaozu's relics, I knew... this was God's will."
Blowing out a puff of smoke, he smiled and said, "You may not know that in the 1960s, China actually organized a large-scale exploration team. Most of the people in it are currently the masters of archaeology."
"We were short of people at that time... Geography and archaeology were carried out at about the same time. They traveled across millions of square kilometers across the country and found dozens of sites that were suspected to be large tombs or underground palaces. A large part of them were confirmed later. But there were also some... Not many people went in at that time."
"This file has not been handled by many people. Its full name is 'A Study of the Geography of China'. The part that is suspected to be an ancient tomb underground palace is called 'The Book of Burials'. Two of the four big bosses of Shenzhou have never read it. It has been shelved because some parts of it are too mysterious. Over time, I'm afraid the higher-ups have forgotten about it."
He smiled and said, "Coincidentally, I have seen it."
"What's more, I remember all the unsolved mysteries listed in the six rankings by difficulty." He tapped the screen of his phone: "Dengzhou City, Yuzhou, number 003, codename 'Nine Netherworlds'. No one has ever found the entrance. However, after investigation, it was found that there is a huge hole underneath. It is at least 1,500 years old!"
"How about it? Are you interested... in helping Shenzhou to reestablish its prestige here?"
