When leaving the city to investigate, the guards saw clearly that it was the director's mansion's car, hurriedly opened the city gate, and let the car stagger out of the city.

Zhuo Bufei and Sanyi Fujiwara behind him didn't say anything, but quietly closed their eyes and pretended to sleep, not caring about the car that would take them there.

The sky was getting dark and gloomy. It was raining, but at this moment, I saw a tree falling down on the road ahead. The round-faced man stopped the car helplessly and said to me, "Guard Cheng, help."

I was awakened, saw the situation clearly, nodded and got out of the car. The big man with a round face didn't know me. His burly figure was like an iron tower. He cursed, "Who knocked down a big tree? It's really troublesome."

The branches were too lush and covered the road conditions ahead. I looked around vigilantly and found no danger. So I worked hard with the round-faced man and lifted the trunk, but found that it was not very heavy.

We easily moved away the big tree that fell to the ground, looked at our hands covered with dirt, and were too lazy to care. We wiped our bodies casually, brushed them away from the dirt and dust on our palms, and walked into the car.

When I saw clearly in the car, I was shocked to find that Fujiwara San and Zhuo Bufei in the car were gone. In the blink of an eye, where could they go? We didn't notice at all. Did we escape? I hurriedly searched around. The lush bushes on the side of the road were beyond my sight. There were mountains in the distance. There was no way to search for the figures of the two. They looked at each other with the round-faced man, and they didn't know how to explain to Gao Jun.

In panic, sweat oozed out of his forehead, and he squatted on the ground decadently, complaining that he was too careless. At this moment, the drizzle began to fall and drip on his cheeks, cold and comfortable, but his panicked and irritable heart was covered with shadow.

The round-faced man hurriedly hid in the car and looked at me helplessly. Suddenly, I heard a muffled groan and looked into the car. I found the round-faced man lying in the car. I was shocked and did not notice any other abnormalities. I was shocked, "What happened?"

I heard the footsteps keenly, and felt someone approaching behind me. I suddenly turned around and shouted, "Who is it? Mr. Teng, Mr. Zhuo, stop playing, come out."

But my eyes turned black, my head trembled, and my eyes blurred, but I saw clearly that the person opposite was Fujiwara Mi with a cold face. I tried my best to reach out and grabbed his arm, struggled for a few times, and was shaking and unable to stand steadily, and my body fell backwards, and I fainted. I didn't know what happened next.

I had nightmares in my mind, dreaming that my father was about to die, and said to myself, "You must pass on this Buddhist bead from generation to generation, and you must not lose it. Maybe one day, someone will be able to unlock the secrets in it." Perhaps as Zhuo Bufei said, this Buddhist bead hides secrets that I don't know.

I nodded solemnly, my father twisted in pain, and left the world in my surprised eyes. I still cannot forget his eyes. It was the stubbornness of fighting against death. Perhaps, no one can face the terrifying black hole of death calmly.

The faint jasmine smell surged in my breath, which was very comfortable, which reminded me of the beautiful and beautiful room, which was also scattered with this fragrance. Of course, this warm and comfortable feeling was also like this when I was hanging with Juhong. I even guessed, "Are I with Juhong?" My eyes rolled a few times, and I could clearly hear the sound of my heart beating. I felt someone looking at me. Her faint breath sprayed on my cheeks, numb and itchy, very comfortable. I slowly opened my eyes, and a charming face in front of me, and those big, lively eyes were looking at me unscrupulously.

She found that I woke up and stared at her, and she exclaimed quickly, blushing and dodging away.

"Where is this?" I looked at the house I saw with my eyes. The ancient furniture was very stylish. Below was a mahogany bed. The silky and warm quilt was very comfortable, but a severe pain came from my head, which was very uncomfortable. I couldn't help but reach out and touched my forehead. I felt it was swollen. When my fingers touched the wound, a pain came. I couldn't help but scream and tears almost flowed out.

This woman is several years younger than me. She is wearing a dark green cheongsam, her black and shiny hair is braided into a ponytail, her beautiful face is white and red, and her figure is slightly taller than ordinary women, but she feels very comfortable and appropriate, and she has an indescribable charm of the opposite sex, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

She noticed that I looked at her, her face turned redder, and she concealed, "You've been sleeping for a day."

I woke up and asked in surprise, "Who are you? Why am I here?"

"Oh, this is Qintian Town, you can rest with confidence." She turned around and opened the food box from the round table. The strong and tempting fragrance emanated. "My name is Yini. If you are hungry, you can eat your fill first and then rest."

Looking at the exquisite fried fried buns she took out from the food box, I couldn't help but feel hungry, my stomach made a "gurgling" sound, and I jumped out of the bed, and found that I was just wearing a pair of shorts, my face was blushing, and I hurriedly lay down on the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover myself, but I touched the bloated part of my forehead, a burst of pain, and I almost fainted again. I couldn't help but curse Mi Fujiwara for being too cruel.

She covered her lips with her hands and chuckled, and I felt even more embarrassed, "Can you go out first and let me change my clothes?" I have never been so straightforward in Juhong. At this moment, I doubted the truth and falsehood of being able to say such hypocritical words to myself.

Yini chuckled and said, "What are you afraid of? You are not that you have seen him before. It is normal for you to be a wounded person."

"Isn't it that I haven't seen it before?" I recalled her words. Did she change my clothes and my face immediately turned red as purple.

Yini put away her smile and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll go out first, you can eat slowly." Then she stepped out.

I barely got out of bed, picked up the steamed buns on the table and ate them. When I raised my head again, I found her standing aside, watching me with a smile.

Now that things have come to this point, since she is not shy, I have nothing to be afraid of. I pretended to be generous and drank a bowl of mung bean porridge, looked at her with satisfaction and said, "Miss, thank you for saving me and causing you trouble."

Yini smiled and said, "You don't have to thank me. When you understand the truth, you may hate me."

"How could that happen?" I looked at her smile obsessively, and then I realized that her beauty is from the inside out, which makes people irresistible, and has a natural charm. I admit that the beauty of orange is top-notch, and even more beautiful than beautiful, but what is wrapped under that skin? I guess I can't explain it clearly, but the beauty in front of me can actually feel the kindness in her heart. Could it be that she was really bribed by a meal? I forced myself to soothe my restless heart, but I had to admit that this is the best woman I have ever seen.

"Haha, little brother is awake?" A sound of footsteps came from outside, and then Zhuo Bufei walked in. He was completely renewed, not in a mess in prison. He was wearing a brown robe. After washing it, his hair was neatly combed, making him look even more elegant and extraordinary.

"It's you?" I stood up from the chair. Even when facing Yi Ni, I didn't care about anything and asked, "Where is Fujiwara San?"

Zhuo Bufei ignored me and said to Yini, "Girl, go out first, I'll talk to him."

Yini glanced at me, nodded to Zhuo Bufei, walked out of the room, and gently brought the door. Zhuo Bufei smiled slightly, pointed to the chair politely and said, "Sit down and say slowly."

I said angrily, "I rescued you two, you actually ran away. How can I explain to the superior when I go back?" I thought of Fujiwara Mi, and saw him knocking him out with his own eyes. His anger was full of nowhere to vent, and he was about to settle the score with the ungrateful person.

"I can't stop my legs on him. What I want to say is that I didn't escape." Zhuo Bufei pointed to the room and said, "This is my home. If it weren't for me, the Buddhist beads on your neck would have been snatched away by Fujiwara Mitsu."

I was shocked and hurriedly touched the Buddhist beads on my neck. I found that they were still there, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think you must be wondering why your commander asked you to save Mi Fujiwara."

I was wondering who Zhuo Bufei could guess my origin, but I didn't know what he was buying, so I finally nodded to him, "How do you know?"

He smiled sly, "This is a very long story." He got up and picked up the kettle on the table, poured two cups of tea, pushed me a cup, and then picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. "I think your lord must know that Fujiwara Mitsu was one of the surviving figures in Akihara's secret digging, and that's why he was interested in Fujiwara Mitsu. And I'm sure your lord knows no less about Akihara's secret secret than me."

I was surprised in my heart, not understanding what he was talking about, and I wondered, "What secret place, what survivor, I don't know what you are talking about, can you explain it clearly?"

Zhuo Bufei was stunned and said for a long time, "It seems that your commander is really careful and found an outsider." He glanced at the Buddhist beads on my neck, "Maybe he didn't expect that you, a person who seems to be an outsider, has already been in the game, but he just doesn't know. He really doesn't know whether he should be smart or clumsy. Alas, maybe it's God's will. When manpower is poor, who can survive?"

I became even more confused and kept wondering why Gao Jun did this. I was full of curiosity and couldn't figure it out. I knew there must be a shocking secret, but I didn't have the opportunity to ask Gao Jun, and I couldn't help but be shocked, "Can this person know the secret?" But I felt it was impossible. I didn't know it. How could this person who seemed to have no intersection know Gao Jun's secret?

Zhuo Bufei was not playing the puzzle, and said sincerely, "Have you heard of the White Lotus Sect and the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom?"

"White Lotus Sect? Taiping Heavenly Kingdom?" I felt like being fooled. When I was fine, I always liked to listen to books. Of course, I was very familiar with the White Lotus Sect, but they were all storytelling. His question reminded me of the storyteller in the teahouse. I couldn't help but be more sure that I was fooled by Zhuo Bufei, and nodded in annoyance, "Aren't you going to tell me that you or my commander, a survivor of the White Lotus Sect?"

Zhuo Bufei smiled and then restrained himself, "The White Lotus Sect has gone through several dynasties, and there are few believers. They confronted the dynasties at that time, and repeatedly revolted and were suppressed again and again, but they have never perished. Even the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom Uprising revolts, they never retreated in the face of the Qing government's muskets and cannons, and they almost destroyed the foolish Qing government." Zhuo Bufei looked more and more like a storyteller, took a sip of tea, smoothed his chest robe, and the old god said, "Actually, there is a secret in the middle. It is said that the White Lotus Sect and the Taiping Heavenly Sect believers were invulnerable on the battlefield. Many people say that this is because the White Lotus Sect believe in the Emperor Zhenwu. Drinking talisman water on the battlefield and chanting spells can get the protection of Emperor Zhenwu, and becoming invulnerable and fearless."

I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of tea, and changed direction to prove my guess. This guy is just a storyteller. In fact, I have heard of the story about the White Lotus Sect, but most of them are focused on the erotic history of Hong Xiuquan's harem. It is undoubtedly unofficial history of his peace with the beautiful believers of the White Lotus Sect, and I didn't pay attention to the things he said at all.

Zhuo Bufei looked at me with a strange look and thought he didn't believe what he said, and explained, "These are not legends. The White Lotus Sect has a bronze drum. Whenever the leader beats the bronze drum, all believers will be baptized by the divine power of the Zhenwu Emperor and become invincible. Even if you are as thin as a firewood, as long as the bronze drum sounds, you will become extremely powerful under the divine power."

I could no longer help but think of my father. Since I was treated by foreigners, he has been a believer who believes in foreign monks. Sometimes all kinds of styles make me doubt his identity as a well-educated man.

I was born in a chaotic world, and everything was proved by my actions that all the gods and immortals were all deceptive people. Their favorability towards Zhuo Bufei suddenly decreased, and they even felt a little irritable. They were unwilling to listen to them, but because I was wearing shorts and had no shame, I could only sit angrily and continue listening to his story.

Zhuo Bufei took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and then said, "What is the same as this legend is that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom also has a bronze drum. Every time before the battle formation, Hong Xiuquan ordered his confidants to beat the drum. All believers rushed into the battle formation as if they were blessed by God, fighting in an invincible way, fighting in blood, and winning in the battle. If it weren't for the civil strife in the Tianping Heavenly Kingdom, the Qing government's country would have fallen into Hong Xiuquan's hands long ago."

I chuckled and asked casually, "Can these be all related to the bronze drum?"

Zhuo Bufei nodded in surprise and said, "Yes, and this bronze drum may have something to do with you."

"With me?" I was lost for a moment, then laughed. This guy was definitely a big fool. He actually put this bullshit thing on me, and he didn't know whether it was true or false. He was forced to do it on me. If he went to the temple to tell fortunes, he would probably be beaten up. I had heard that Hong Xiuquan had hidden a lot of treasures during his lifetime. This guy wouldn't be the secret of those treasures? I wanted to expose him, so I said, "How could it have something to do with me? You don't suspect that I am the descendant of Hong Xiuquan, right?"

Zhuo Bufei shook his head. Hong Xiuquan's descendants were not that easy to behave. He pointed at the Buddhist beads on my neck and said, "Your Buddhist beads may lead us to find the answer."

"Buddhist beads?" I was stunned, unbelievable, and angry, "This guy said so much, but he just liked my Buddhist beads." But then he thought, "If he planned to take my Buddhist beads, he could take them away by himself when I was in a coma, why wait until now." But when I saw his storyteller's face, he pretended to be compassionate, I was very angry, and I felt happy, and deliberately said, "Is this bronze drum a magic weapon used by gods?" But he laughed in his heart, "Look at how you can make it up."

"No one can tell the truth about gods and ghosts." Zhuo Bufei continued calmly, "The White Lotus Sect rose in the late Yuan Dynasty. Every dynasty had uprisings, but they were eventually suppressed. Although the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom emerged in the Qing Dynasty, it was recorded in unofficial history that Hong Xiuquan came from the White Lotus Sect. When the apostate left, he stole something and founded the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom."

I secretly cursed shamelessly, but deliberately cooperated, "Are you saying that Hong Xiuquan stole the bronze drum of the White Lotus Sect?"

Zhuo Bufei was overjoyed and praised, "You are so smart, I think so too."

I felt even more contemptuous.

Zhuo Bufei nodded in admiration and sighed, "It's a pity that no one or record can prove our speculation. The White Lotus Sect has rebelled in all dynasties and has never been completely suppressed. It is the limelight for a while. Every dynasty and every generation regards it as a major concern. After the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom appeared, the White Lotus Sect has been silent since then, and the legendary bronze drum on the White Lotus Sect never appeared again. Therefore, those who know this secret all infer that the thing that Hong Xiuquan might have stolen was this thing."

"Then what is this bronze drum?" As I sang, I was intrigued to see how he pulled the Buddhist beads on my neck together with this bullshit bronze drum.

Zhuo Bufei shook his head and said, "I don't know very well. I only know that the bronze drum appeared in Mingcheng. It was an ancient and mysterious Dian Kingdom that disappeared in history. More than ten years ago, after the warlord Zhang Xiaolin learned about this, he sent his confidants to investigate everywhere. Finally, he sent a light-equipped unit of thirty people to excavate the ruins of the Dian Kingdom in Mingcheng. It is said that a large number of treasures were unearthed this time, but it was strange that these thirty people died inexplicably while being filled with greed by the treasures, and in the end only one person was left. In order to avoid tracking, this man hid his original name until he was arrested in Anxi a few years ago."

I exclaimed, "He is Fujiwara Mi?"

Zhuo Bufei reached out and grabbed the tip of his nose, with a strange smile, nodded, "Zhang Xiaolin ordered him to be detained and tortured strictly, but no matter how he tried, Fujiwara San did not mention the experience of the ancient Dian Kingdom of Mingcheng. For this reason, they guessed that Fujiwara San must have been jealous of money and wanted to take the treasures alone, so they secretly killed the rest of the people, but the techniques used were not reasonable. With one person's strength, they killed twenty-nine soldiers with guns and formal training. No one believed that this was true."

"Twenty-nine people died, but he was alive." I think people would not understand the reason. "Will he be poisoned? He secretly poisoned everyone?"

Zhuo Bufei shook his head, "It is impossible. These people have undergone strict training. There are many poisons in the ancient Dian Kingdom in Mingcheng, and there have been prevention. Whether it is food or water, they will be carefully checked and equipped with various detoxification pills. The possibility of poisoning is almost zero."

I couldn't guess the secret, and looked at Zhuo Bufei.

"After that, Zhang Xiaolin sent a large number of soldiers to conduct a second search, but it was strange that he had found nothing. However, a few people were lying on the bed for several days because they were not suitable for the environment and the environment, but they quickly recovered and no death occurred. For this reason, they were even more sure that these twenty-nine people were killed by Fujiwara San. Since Fujiwara San stopped talking and behaved strangely, and everyone thought he was crazy."

"Is it possible that the places I entered twice did not belong to the same area, and there were two completely different results?" I didn't know why I had such an idea and blurted out.

Surprisingly, Zhuo Bufei nodded and smiled, "You are very smart."

I was alert to Zhuo Bufei staring at the opposite side with a smile on his face, and guessed in my heart why Zhuo Bufei was so clear about such a secret matter, unless there was a possibility, so I asked, "I'm very curious, how did you know so clearly? Also, why were you also imprisoned in a prison for sin?" I guess that there were more than Sany Fujiwara who survived that time, but he might also be one of the thirty soldiers.

Sure enough, Zhuo Bufei was stunned, his expression slowly eased from surprise, and said, "To be honest, one of the twenty-nine people is my brother. He mailed a strange scroll back. I guess, maybe they entered a cursed place and took their own life."

"Curse?" I heard such words for the first time. If it weren't for him, I might never have known these secrets. If what he said was true, then what was Gao Jun's purpose, perhaps it was also for this treasure land.

Zhuo Bufei turned around and left, and came in again after a moment. He held a maroon wooden box and gently opened it. A yellowed scroll appeared inside. He gently took out the scroll and spread it carefully on the round table. He saw that it was painted with various figures outlined by Zhuo Bufei on the wall of the cell.

I was shocked and even began to believe what he had made. I slowly took off the Buddhist beads from my neck, looked at the light from the window, and looked at the figures flowing in the beads, and it was exactly the same as some of the figures on the scroll. I was even surprised that who could have such profound means and magical skills to carve such a huge scroll inside the beads. Perhaps there was really only one explanation, that is, only the immortals in myths could do it.

Zhuo Bufei stared at the reflection on the ground, sometimes looking up at the Buddhist beads, frowned, and kept thinking.

"What is it written on it? Do you know?" I put away the Buddhist beads, picked up the roll in the box, and pinched it. A feeling of coldness and greasiness, and the familiarity of the trembling heart surged into my heart. My fingers trembled, and the roll fell on the table, "This is human skin."

Zhuo Bufei's expression changed drastically, "Human...human skin? Do you think this is drawn by human skin?"

I nodded with my head affirmatively, my lips were dry, and I unconsciously drank a sip of tea to suppress my uneasy mood. At Gao Jun's instruction, I dealt with a group of human skin lanterns left by the Qing Palace. I still feel that feeling, but I feel so angry.

Zhuo Bufei whispered, "That's right, that's right." He came to his senses and said, "The Dian people are already strong in the folk customs and believe in the witch gods. It's not surprising that they do such a cruel thing. I guess my elder brother could see at a glance that this is human skin. He knew that I was very knowledgeable about ancient Chinese literature in various countries, so he mailed it to me."

I brought the Buddhist beads back to my neck, and he explained to me the hieroglyphs: God in the deepest part of the region, we offer you the most plump sacrifice, and welcome you with pure blood and disperse all the invaders!

God in the deepest part of the region! Your servant presents a tender face to you, and waits for your appearance piously, and overcomes all obstacles!... God in the deepest part of the region, presents the holy body to you and awakens the most fertile land for us.

"This seems to be a tribute?" I remembered that Gao Jun once took me to the funeral, heard the literati and poets, and shaking his head and reading the tribute. When I listened carefully, it was similar to this text.

"No, this should be a spell." Zhuo Bufei reminded. As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind blew, the window closed with a "bang", the room became dark, and the teacup in Zhuo Bufei's hand fell on the ground and turned into pieces.

My heart beat faster and calmed down for a long time. Zhuo Bufei slowly put away the scroll on the table and said, "The sacrificial texts are usually burned, but you see that this scroll has been deliberately preserved, and the year of air-drying treatment seems to be a long time."

I secretly calmed down my beating heart, looking at the slowly dimming light, Fujiwara San has lost his trace now. According to Zhuo Bufei's intention, Gao Jun was obviously coming for this secret. He told me that the streets and alleys must be covered with my wanted orders, and it is obvious that it is impossible to return to the director's mansion. As I thought about it, I felt even more depressed and my expression became solemn.

I felt very uncomfortable. Everything was developing in a good direction, but after I came out, everything turned sharply and all my dreams were ruined! The orange-red I missed and even all my beautiful aspirations in the future were only thought about. Now my personal safety has become a problem. I was even impulsive and wanted to ask Gao Jun to explain, but with my understanding of Gao Jun, would he believe me?

"Brother Cheng, if you are willing, we might as well cooperate. Go to the ancient Dian Kingdom of Mingcheng to find treasures and come back to find some treasures. You will never have to worry about food and clothing in your life. It is much better than it is now. Now you look at this whole China is in chaos. You are so young. After you have saved enough money, we might as well go to America, England and other distant countries. On the one hand, we can broaden our horizons, and on the other hand, we can also avoid this troubled world."

My head was upset, and my complex mood actually showed a little more longing for what Zhuo Bufei said, but when I saw his eyes, I always felt that everything would not be that simple. There must be some things that I didn't know, and he didn't tell me honestly, so he became a little more alert.

Zhuo Bufei stepped forward and patted my shoulder and said, "I know there are so many dangers, but wealth is dangerous. You think about it. If you agree, we will set out in a few days. This is the only chance. If it weren't for the Buddhist beads on your neck, I wouldn't have invited you at all. You, now your identity is very special. I advise you to think about me." Zhuo Bufei saw that I was in a complicated mood and quietly walked out of the room.
Chapter completed!