The silk books on the surface were soaked in blood. There was so much blood, either someone's head was cut off and blood was splattered everywhere, or many people were injured and suffered. Later it was proved that these things were sent out by six people in their arms. Four of the six people were dead at this time, and two were still lying in a tent outside. I don't know what the outcome was.

There is a kind of thing that Lu Huangbo is extremely difficult to decode, and there are very few remaining in the world. Jin Wantang knew at a glance that the batch sent belonged to this kind of thing. It is impossible to solve it overnight. He could only restore the general text and write it into modern Chinese characters. The meaning of putting it in the password may not be able to be untouched even if it takes another ten years.

The suppression of the atmosphere suffocated him, but the long rest had already made him relax enough, so he soon entered the state. In the next ten days, he restored all the silk books that could be restored with quality and quantity.

Because his mind was extremely clear, the kind of regret that he had not "she" had been regretted before, was he worried about his work, especially on the eve of completion, an anxiety arose in his heart.

Lu Huangbo is worth a lot. Even if it is a rubbing, it is a great fortune if the rubbing is clear. It is absolutely right to hold this hand in hand. However, seeing that Lao Jiumen is so nervous and someone has exchanged it for his life, will it bring disaster to him? Yu Xin also has a lot of moral condemnation, but if he doesn't take it, he is on a pirate ship. In this case, I don't know if he can get his reward. Even if he gets it, this amount of money will not be an equal transaction in three years. If he doesn't take it, he will probably not have a next chance.

He hesitated, and finally his body made the decision for him. He secretly stuffed a piece of Luhuang silk from inside into his sleeve. It was completely in his hesitation, his hands were unconsciously moving. When he realized that he had done so, fortunately, no one noticed it.

Since he had done it, there was no reason to return it. He made up his mind. At night, he was in bed, because three people and one tent were sewn to the soles of his cloth shoes. After thinking about it, he felt that there was no problem. These things were defective, and one was missing, and no one had counted them, so there was no reason to be discovered. So he slowly felt at ease.

However, after relaxing, like some fables, he suddenly had another thought: stealing one is to steal it, it is better to steal another one.

So the next day he used his old trick again, but unfortunately something happened this time. Because he didn't expect that the next day was the last day he was here. On this day, he completed the final work of sorting. The silk book was hidden in his sleeve and was about to go back to the tent to hide it. Suddenly someone came to tell him that he was arranged to go out of the mountain that night and could go back to Beijing.

This was something he had unexpectedly expected. He thought he would be at least a few months away, but it was undoubtedly a pleasure to hear that he could come out of the mountain. After suddenly reacting, he immediately agreed.

No one came to see him off. Old Mrs. Huo was quite polite to him in Beijing, but he didn't force him here. I guess the old woman was not in the mood to deal with these things now, so he went back to the tent to clean up his bags. Unexpectedly, what was waiting for him there was a complete body search.

That is Jie Jiuye’s philosophy. I won’t be on guard against your thieves, but in the end, you will definitely not take away what you stolen.

Jin Wantang still remembered his embarrassment that night. After hearing that he wanted to search, his clothes were soaked in cold sweat. He thought of countless ways in an instant, but he was too tight and he had no time to deal with it.

At the beginning, the guy who searched was quite polite, which gave Jin Wantang the only buffer. He first took off his shoes very close to the man next door's shoes, and then opened his things bit by bit for them to check. At the same time, he thought about the excuse, but unfortunately he didn't have time to open the things, and one guy went up to check, and the other guy asked him to search in another tent. He pretended to be very indifferent, deliberately put on the man next door's shoes and went out with him, thinking about throwing away the silk book in his sleeves on the road, but unfortunately, he was found on the spot.

After that, the guy became less friendly. In the tent, his bedding and clothes were torn apart, and all the corners of the tent were checked. All his clothes were stripped and his shoes were pried open. Fortunately, he changed his shoes in advance, and the part in the shoes was not discovered.

Later, he was sent to the Jiumen and met the young leader of the Jiumen.

Speaking of which, this young man was simply a quiet place, including the entire Lao Jiumen, rarely appeared in the camp. Jin Wantang had very few opportunities to see them in the past three years. When he was on the road, he could only see from a distance. Now, it was the first time he could see the young man clearly.

This young man was under thirty years old and had an indescribable peace between his eyebrows. He was discussing something with someone else at that time. Jin Wantang lied that he was the first offender. This was the first time he had been fooled by a god. The purpose was not for money, but for being interested in silk books and trying to solve the problem.

The young man looked at his eyes and walked over, pressed his head with two fingers, and suddenly exerted force. He almost heard his skull making a sound that was about to burst, and it was so painful that it was almost crazy. The young man's face was expressionless, and his fingers were still constantly exerting force.

Then, the young man began to ask him questions. Jin Wantang wanted to lie, but found that he could not think at all under such severe pain. Lies were full of loopholes. In the unbearable severe pain, he was completely disappointed and offered his shoes.

The severe pain of the Touwei acupoint is a symptom of neurasthenia and extreme brain fatigue. Squeezing the Touwei acupoint may cause short-term thinking difficulties and fatigue illusions of the brain. When people are extremely tired, they will give up lying and resist in order to seek relief in order to obtain peace. Research by the CIA in the United States also shows that the effect of torture of the ** is not as effective as the effect of torture of the brain. Therefore, fatigue and confession have become the main means of prostitution in many places. On TV, I often see interrogation rooms bombing with lights on their faces. In China, using acupuncture points is also an act that has existed since ancient times.

After he finished speaking, he thought he would die. Fortunately, Mrs. Huo felt that he was reliable in the past and might be useful in the future. In the end, she pleaded for him because Lao Jiumen seemed to be brewing something huge and didn't care much about his affairs. Therefore, the leading quiet young man asked Mrs. Huo to deal with this matter. In the end, he was just exempted from all the rewards and was kicked out naked.

He went back to the tent wearing torn clothes and shoes, roughly repaired it, and someone came to urge him. He left the mountain in shame and was told that he could not say anything.

After arriving in Beijing, he was still uneasy for several years, but after that, Lao Jiumen became worse and worse. Later, he was silent and gradually felt relieved. He heard some rumors one after another, saying that after he left, something big happened on the cliff, Lao Jiumen suffered countless casualties and was seriously injured.

So when Old Mrs. Huo sent the letter, he was scared to death, thinking that the old story had been brought up again.

After Huo Xiuxiu finished speaking, he said, "The young man who forced him to confess, said that he had two very long fingers." As he said that, he looked at the Duoyou Bottle, "It looks very quiet. Do you think this is a reminder for you?"

I remained silent, but the fat man also looked at the muddy oil bottle. The moonlight outside the window was covered by dark clouds, and the room was almost completely dark.

"So, what is this young man's identity?" The fat man pondered for a moment and asked, "Does Jin Wantang have any speculation?"

Huo Xiuxiu said: "He felt that it was probably the leader of the old Nine Gates, the people of the Zhang family, because only the Zhang Dafoe can command all the heroes. Zhang Dafoe is already very old and may even have passed away. Therefore, this person may be a descendant of Zhang Dafoe."

I glanced at the fat man, and the fat man shook his head: "No, the old Jiumen is just a ranking in the world, not a level. Even if it is Lord Zhang himself, it takes a big reason to command this group of people. It is like there must be a reason to rebel. If the descendants of Lord Big Buddha, it is even more impossible for the younger generation to command elders."

I nodded and thought of this, but in fact it was not a conflict: "It is impossible for the younger generation to command the elders, but the Zhang family's Big Buddha had a very special identity at that time. His children would not be ordinary people. Although they were juniors in the Lao Jiumen, he might have a very prominent position in the social class. It may not be his ability and seniority, but the interests of the party represented by his identity and identity at that time."

The fat man lit a cigarette and looked at Huo Xiuxiu: "You haven't gone any further? Where is Jin Wantang? There must be some later?"

Huo Xiuxiu nodded and was about to speak when she heard the gate in the yard creaking and opened. Then, two or three flashlights swept over.

The fat man was shocked and jumped up and looked out through the ivy. Huo Xiuxiu and I also came over. Before we could see the clues, Huo Xiuxiu took a breath of air conditioning: "No, my grandma is here!"

As he said that, he looked around immediately. I asked you what you were doing. She said, "You can't let my grandma know that I'm checking her. Don't say anything. I have to hide." While suddenly turning over and jumping onto the table, his figure quietly and silently like an acrobatic. I don't know how she got up. I saw a few strange twisting methods on her body. The little girl had a nice figure, soft waist, and very good-looking movements.

But as soon as she went up, the fat man said it was not good and was anxious. I was surprised. But I saw the little girl taking the jade seal hidden on it on it and whispered: "So it's here, hiding in such a obvious place. It seems that I don't want it anymore. I took it away?"

The fat man was anxious, "No, aunt, you are so bad."

Xiuxiu laughed, and when she heard the footsteps approaching, she threw the jade seal off. The fat man rushed to the food and caught it. After that, she reached the skylight with the same strange acrobatic movement, then leaned out and turned around and said, "Auntie is not interested in this thing, see you tomorrow." She disappeared immediately.

The fat man and I looked at each other. While I had heard the sound of going upstairs, he sat down, put the jade seal aside with care, and said, "The Huo family's demons are really fucking. They have just finished serving the demon granddaughter and have to serve the demon old lady. We are almost in a position to accompany us."

I shrewd, we were very useful on the little girl, and we still couldn't expose her, so we looked at the door. After a while, the door was pushed open. The fat man and I looked at it, and suddenly I was stunned. Huo Xiuxiu walked in, followed by a few people, carrying a few sets of quilts and wine, and looked at us in surprise, "Hey, you went to buy quilts yourself? Didn't you tell you not to go out?"

The fat man looked at me, I looked at the fat man, and even the oil bottle was sitting upright, and our faces turned pale in an instant.
Chapter completed!