Before I had time to think about it, the old man sitting in the middle had already made the final decision: "Okay! This time the task will be handed over to Jiang Donghu and He Lanxue, just in time to take your apprentices to practice."
"Take them?" Lao Jiang looked at me and Yin Ling'er in shock.
"Do you think it's hard to sell coffins in Peiping?"
The old man patted his wheelchair and said, "You may have misunderstood. I am going here just to ask you to check two things. First, find out what happened to the Yin Ruins archaeological team? Second, find the real entrance to the Yin Ruins."
"Remember, after finding the entrance, return quickly and never go to the tomb!"
"But..." Lao Jiang hesitated.
The old man said calmly: "You should know the discipline of Qilin."
I don't know why, but the old man was obviously smiling, but a chill came over him like a mountain.
Lao Jiang immediately trembled, stood up with He Lanxue, and shouted in unison: "We promise to complete the mission!"
They shouted every word loudly.
Immediately afterwards, Lao Jiang picked me up again and asked me to make a promise to Yin Linger.
After the meeting, everyone watched the old man leave with a strange respect in their eyes. Even the black sword unicorns did not dare to speak until they could no longer see the old man's back.
"I didn't expect that after ten years, something happened in Yinxu..." The black-sword Qilin wearing sunglasses sighed.
Lao Jiang sneered and responded: "Xiao Shen, why don't you go to such a dangerous place? Instead, you are forcing our master and apprentice to die."
The black-sword Qilin named Shen looks much younger than Lao Jiang, with long hair tied back, like a bohemian prodigal.
But the scar under the sunglasses made people think that he had experienced countless lives and deaths.
Xiao Shen pushed up his sunglasses and said: "How obsessed are you with that place? Outsiders don't know it, but the boss doesn't know it either? Even if I don't say anything, you are still the first choice in the boss's mind."
"Boss?" I was a little confused when I heard this title.
"So this kid is meeting the leader of Qilin for the first time?"
The black sword Qilin named Shen looked at me with great interest: "I heard that your name is Li Jinglan, and you are the only student who survived the test in Tomb No. 1102! Not only did you successfully solve the blood evil in Xiushui Village, but you also helped Lei Zhen has survived the crisis. It’s a pity..."
"What's a pity?" I asked curiously.
"It's a pity that your fate is not good. You have a master who has a horoscope that defeats his disciples. Do you know how many disciples he has died over the years?" Xiao Shen spread his fingers and deliberately counted: "One, two, three, five, six Seven or eight."
After hearing this, Lao Jiang was almost furious. He first put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist and said coldly: "Shen Xiaoyu, do you want to go out and have a fight?"
Shen Xiaoyu sat there and laughed: "Jinglan, did you see it? Your master has a bad temper and is brave and foolhardy. You might as well forget it with me."
At this time, Lao Jiang's knife had been unsheathed, but unfortunately the other party slipped away too fast and ran out of the conference hall in the blink of an eye.
The angry old Jiang asked me again and again: "Do I look like a violent person? Do I look like a foolhardy person?"
Seeing this scene, He Lanxue and others shook their heads and left the conference hall one after another.
I didn't intend to coddle him, but pointedly said: "You are not foolhardy, otherwise why would you tell me half of everything and hide half of it."
"What do you mean?" Lao Jiang asked.
"Have you been to Yin Xu? Also, who is the man's voice at the end of the tape recorder?" I was ready to break the casserole and ask the question.
Lao Jiang's expression immediately became weird. He looked at me quietly for a few seconds and then said, "Go back and talk."
After returning to the dormitory where I lived, Lao Jiang couldn't wait to light a cigarette for himself. Just when I thought he had finished smoking, he lit another one, making me run around in circles.
It wasn't until Lao Jiang finished smoking more than half of the bag of Hardmen that his mood stabilized.
He slowly took out his wallet and looked at the black and white photo inside with red eyes.
"Ten years ago, I did go to the Yin Ruins. At that time, the No. A tomb in the Yin Ruins was unearthed, but many archaeological team members were attacked by poison gas. Their whole bodies turned black and their deaths were horrific. The three of us were ordered to go to the tomb urgently and bring them back to the country inside. Treasure."
"In the end, we were tricked. The mechanism in the tomb was beyond our imagination. Although we managed to escape by chance, we lost a companion forever, and the organization also lost an elite black sword unicorn!!!"
"Later we found out that the tomb was just a trap on the periphery of the Yin Ruins, and the real Yin Ruins were hundreds of times scarier than this. So under our persuasion, the archaeological team all retreated, and the Yin Ruins were permanently sealed!"
"Look, he is the fifth brother, your sacrificial uncle." Lao Jiang pointed to the black and white photo.
I looked closely and found that Lao Jiang and He Lanxue in the photo were only in their thirties. There was a smiling man in the middle with one hand on Lao Jiang's shoulder and the other on He Lanxue's shoulder. His eyes were clear and clean. , very happy.
"We broke into ancient tombs together and fought zombies together. We were closer than brothers. It was so lovely that we were gone in the blink of an eye."
Lao Jiang blew out a puff of smoke, and the smoke was thick on the window, slowly bringing out his thoughts.
Lao Jiang told me that the situation was so critical that he could rescue the other party just by extending his hand a little further. But it was just a little bit close. He watched the other party being swallowed up by the terrifying mechanism with his own eyes, without even a single bone being recovered.
"I saw my fifth brother fall with my own eyes. Ten years later, I really didn't expect to hear his voice again."
I looked at Lao Jiang in surprise: "What, the man's voice at the end of the recorder is Uncle Wu?"
Lao Jiang nodded and said, "Yes, that's the fifth brother. We have been through life and death together countless times, and I recognize his voice turning to ashes."
"Isn't he dead?"
I thought back to the ghostly and cold voice on the tape recorder: I know what you did back then.
There was no joy in meeting Lao Jiang again in this voice. Instead, it was filled with deep resentment.
Could it be that there were some unknown secrets hidden back then? Everything is really as Lao Jiang said, did the other party die from a mechanism?
Lao Jiang did not answer my question, but continued to have red eyes. When he was still smoking the last cigarette, he said: "Shen Xiaoyu's words are right. I have an obsession with Yin Xu. Even the boss of that damn place If you don’t give the order, I will go there secretly... Whether Lao Wu is dead or not, and why his voice appears in the tape recorder, I will find an answer, even if it means I will be shattered to pieces.”
"This is my knot, and it is also Ximei's knot." Lao Jiang put out his cigarette butt and looked at me: "Hurry up and pack your clothes. I'll get the pass documents and set off early tomorrow morning!"
If I dare to fall in love with both of them, do you still have to put my head in my belt?
That Shen Xiaoyu was right, Lao Jiang was definitely the apprentice terminator.
After Lao Jiang left, I was about to pack Dahu's food, but a man from Lao Jiang suddenly appeared: "By the way, don't take the cat with you this time."
"Why?"
In response, Lao Jiang only replied to me with one sentence: "Do you want to collect Dahu's body? If you don't want to collect the body, don't take it."
I didn't know what Lao Jiang meant at that time, but one day I saw with my own eyes what was in the bamboo basket on Yin Ling'er's back, and I understood it all.
But if I leave, the cat will have to be taken care of by someone else.
When I went out to look for someone in the evening, I happened to run into that Shen Xiaoyu. The big tiger didn't recognize himself this time, and swooped into Shen Xiaoyu's arms.
If this guy wasn't quite loyal to me, I would really suspect that he was an enemy agent arranged by Shen Xiaoyu to be by my side.
I saw that Dahu liked Shen Xiaoyu very much, so I planned to entrust Dahu to take care of him, but Shen Xiaoyu suddenly said: "Well, what do you think about changing the master?"
"Okay, I'd better take the cat back." I declined politely.
Shen Xiaoyu laughed loudly. At this moment, the smile on his face suddenly solidified, and he hugged the cat and left dejectedly.
I looked back and saw that Lao Jiang was on his way here with the knife in hand. Shen Xiaoyu heard the sound of the black knife being unsheathed!
