Chapter 16 Chapter 6: The Stunning Woman Encrusted with Jade Chains

Most of the other slate paintings have the presence of the ferocious man, and each time he is fighting against different characters.Sometimes it is a man, a woman, and a living Buddha, sometimes it is a man and a living Buddha, a woman and a living Buddha, and sometimes it is only an enemy against one person.Taking the painting of the living Buddha being beheaded as an example, I can deduce that the winner of every battle is the big man. "Justice cannot defeat evil every time. Here, it should be changed to 'justice is defeated by evil every time'." Fang Xing muttered to himself. After seeing the animal mummies on the opposite wall, he was alone. Standing in front of the stone wall glowing with light spots.

I patted Tang Qiang on the shoulder and stared at his haggard, black and thin face.If it was in the past, his words might have aroused the heat wave in my heart of "stabbing knives for my friends".Now, there is nothing, just a stone falling into the heart of the ancient well, even if there are ripples, it will disappear after a while. "Won't forgive me?" He laughed dryly. "Tang Qiang, I really want to help you, but I can't do anything. As a top tomb robber, you should understand that there are always some doors in the world that cannot be opened, just like certain equations that cannot be solved. If you If you really want to open him, you should go to the designer of this kind of door." I can only say this, and I can't go deeper.

"Mr. Shen?" Ruthlessly said. "What?" I haven't heard her voice for a long time. If Tang Qiang instructed her to go to Hong Kong Island for the purpose of "seduction", I can only sigh that he still doesn't understand me too well.As a famous expert in gynecology, the first lesson for getting started is to learn the great wisdom of Buddhism that "the heart moves when the wind moves, and the heart does not move when the wind does not move".Once a beautiful girl becomes my patient, she can only be a patient, like a pot of famous flowers or other plants, only smelling its fragrance, not seeing its color.

"I want to say, I'm sorry. In fact, I will support Tang Qiang 100% and do everything I can. This time, he didn't ask me to go to Hong Kong Island, but I rushed to see Tang Qiang on my own initiative. You, Mr. Shen, if you give me a chance to make amends, I am willing to do anything." The determined expression on her face is enough to remind one of a heroine who dies generously, but I don't need anything. "You didn't do anything wrong, you don't need to apologize." I shook my head lightly. Fang Xing turned around abruptly, his face had already changed color, he strode towards me, and forced a smile: "Mr. Tang, I have a presumptuous request. I hope to go out and talk with Mr. Shen alone. Maybe... maybe What can I convince him to do..."

Her words broke the ice between me, Tang Qiang and Wuqing. Tang Qiang nodded immediately: "Okay, please, please." "Then, Mr. Shen, please come with me?" She took my hand and covered her heaving chest with the other hand, her eyes were full of pleading. I followed her through the corridor and returned to the hall on the first floor, but I remained silent throughout, not saying a word. "Mr. Shen, please listen to me. Don't interrupt me in the middle. You must listen to me." She sat down on the steps in front of the building, covering her face with her hands, as if she had just gone through a strenuous exercise, and now she has finished speaking. Completely exhausted.

I nodded, even omitting the word "good". "As I said, I seem to have been here before. When I stood in front of that door, for a moment, my body became light and thin, and I went straight in from where the light spots came from. There, there is an absolute The beautiful woman was chained by a jade chain, and the light and shadow hit her, like a tragic scene in a stage play. Before I had time to speak, a fierce, naked-chested man rushed out of the shadows and headed him without warning. Cut it down with a knife—" Her hands were trembling, she reached out to fumble in her pockets, and said to herself repeatedly: "Where are the cigarettes? Where are my cigarettes?"

I slowly held her right wrist, pressed my right palm against her palm, and silently poured my own internal energy into it, so as to suppress her increasingly rapid pulse. "It's just an illusion, isn't it?" I tried to calm her down. "Yes, it was an illusion, but the same illusion has appeared thousands of times in my life. This time, it was very, very close to the real feeling. I could even hear the manic panting of the big man. The shadow quickly enveloped me, there was no way I could avoid it, and I could only be killed by my neck." She found a cigarette butt left on the steps, pinched it tightly on her fingertips, and touched the lighter with the other hand, and after several times of lighting, the lighter finally turned on.

I opened my mouth to blow out the flames, and shouted in a low voice, "Enough! What about your supreme concentration? Let me tell you, it's just an illusion and it won't come true. Old lady Fang has dominated the underworld all her life. Don't give it to her!" Shame on you, show your courage, okay?" The legendary experience of Mrs. Fang is a topic that people in the underworld love to talk about most, and Guan Bo is a typical example. "I'm going to die, I'm going to die here, do you know? Do you know?" Fang Xing yelled hysterically and jumped up, but I was already prepared, and pressed the Baihui acupoint on the top of her head with one palm , She vomited slightly, and she passed out all of a sudden, and fell powerlessly in my arms.

Her emotions are in extreme shocks and changes, and she needs to calm down completely for a while. I gently hugged her, sat on the steps, and looked at the turbulent lake, feeling a sense of sadness: "Everyone who fights against that big man will die, why did that man use the Shen family flying knife? Could it be that they are all people closely related to the Shen family? Is what each woman holds in their hands the Jade Blood Spirit Ring? Why is there a living Buddha participating in this battle? Is each of them really dead? Did he die from endless hallucinations, or did countless fierce battles really take place here—"

Suddenly, the waterfall in the distance disappeared, and the uneven black rocks were exposed where Bai Lian passed by. "What kind of sign is this?" I was shocked. The water in the underground river rarely runs dry, unless there are huge geological disasters such as landslides and earthquakes, which will completely change its existence.I suspect that when I detonated the bomb in the treasure room, the explosion was too violent, causing the structure of the ghost tomb to collapse? If this is the case, wizards and feline killer beasts will be buried, plus the guards and Republican Guards that the Red Dragon has worked so hard to preserve, and the ghost tomb has really become a huge tomb where "humans and ghosts go the same way".

The corner of Fang Xing's mouth was still twitching in a coma, like an innocent child frightened by a nightmare.Her arms curled up on my chest, unconsciously clutching my neckline, tugging again and again. "Death and killing are the most common scenes for gangsters, how could Fang Xing be so excited?" I stared at her face.After fleeing all the way, everyone was exhausted and wasting away every minute. Fang Xing was no exception. Both sides of the eye sockets were darkened, and very short and shallow wrinkles appeared at the corners of the eyes. "We will definitely be able to get out of here and stop worrying about the future." I held her hand and silently made a solemn promise. In fact, when Fang Xing first appeared in my life, she was a spy with ulterior motives, but she directly stated her intention of coming, and together with me planned a plan to enter the old dragon's villa to steal the Jade Blood Spirit Ring.Therefore, she "used" to be my comrade in arms, although she also concealed too many details from me. "Is she okay?" The ruthless voice sounded behind me in a low voice. I nodded slowly, without turning to look at her.Now that everyone admits that the encounter was a fraud, it is meaningless to say more. "Mr. Shen, I still want to reiterate to you that the trip to Hong Kong Island was not carried out by Tang Qiang. He hoped that you would participate in the exploration of the ghost tomb. He also wanted to send you the mysterious black stone painting before. Arouse your interest. But one thing, he didn't mean to draw you here at all. He said that you are his only friend. Although the two of you walk on different paths, you are equally lonely in your heart. Only those who are lonely will meet with each other and agree with each other." She always stands behind me, and this way of talking seems to make it easier for people to confide in their hearts. "Really?" I responded lightly to her. "It's about his life experience. I don't want you to misunderstand him, but it's me who caused all this." She replied shakily. Misunderstanding or not, it does nothing to solve the current dilemma, and I don't want to discuss this issue.However, if Wuqing likes to talk to herself, then let her do it, and I have no right to interfere. Fang Xing groaned, licked his lips with difficulty, and fell into a deep sleep again. "He has always suspected that he has something to do with the Red Dragon, because when he entered this place for the first time, he had a feeling of deja vu. When the first Gulf War broke out in the last century, the Arab media once disclosed that the left and right feet of the Red Dragon had different A natural red exclamation point, and Tang Qiang's feet also have this strange feature. Mr. Shen, your world experience is much more extensive than mine, and you should have heard the evaluation of the red dragon by fortune tellers, right?" This nonsensical remark made my mood suddenly agitated. Chinese fortune tellers called the exclamation mark on the sole of the red dragon's foot "the seal of a natural born murderer". Those with this mark on their bodies will definitely stir up troubles in human society. The huge disaster caused tens of thousands of people to die in displacement. They cited more than a dozen famous figures in Chinese and foreign history to verify their theory.The few examples I remember most clearly are Xiang Yu, the Overlord of China, Liu Bei of the Three Kingdoms, and Li Zicheng, the Chuang Wang of the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties. "Description. Historians of all dynasties in China have always liked to play tricks, calling the birthmark in the shape of an exclamation mark "red blade blood drop", misleading quite a few people, thinking that it is a natural ominous sign.Think about it carefully, aren't the so-called "red blade" and "blood drop" two different parts that make up the exclamation point? I haven't seen the soles of Tang Qiang's feet, but the Arab media have made numerous reports on the soles of Red Dragon's feet, making it well known to the global community. "What else?" I don't think that the relationship between Tang Qiang and Red Dragon can be arbitrarily judged based on such an accidental similarity. "Remember the red dragon's lettering message in the rotunda? The dagger piercing the rose symbol? We all know that is a special symbol belonging to the red dragon, and there is the same symbol on a baby bellyband kept by Tang Qiang. Back then , When he was abandoned by others at the gate of the orphanage, he was wearing that apron." Wuqing finally turned to me, leaning over to look at Fang Xing's face. "I've never heard Tang Qiang mention these things before." I calmly analyzed every word Wuqing said, carefully distinguishing the truth from the false. "Tang Qiang is right below, you can ask and see it at any time. This is not something to be proud of. If the status of the Red Dragon and the President of the United States were reversed, he might have already announced it to the world. The media knows. Miss Fang, can you open your eyes?" Her reminder made me realize that Fang Xing had regained consciousness a long time ago, but he had been eavesdropping with his eyes closed. "Well, my head hurts, but I can still manage to finish listening to Miss Wuqing's story. Next, is Miss Wuqing going to persuade Mr. Shen to take action and crack that mechanism?" Fang Xing stood up and left My arms, combing my messy hair naturally. To my surprise, Wuqing answered with certainty: "No, you just said it wrong." Fang Xing gave an "um" in surprise, and raised his dark and delicate eyebrows: "How do you say it? Hehe, you don't tell lies in front of real people. Miss Wuqing has already played a harmless conspiracy, why bother to repeat it again and again?" Use the same trick in three places?" With a sweep of her gaze, she also realized the changes that had taken place on the other side of the waterfall, and her complexion became more and more ugly. I stood up, not wanting everyone to waste any more time, and told Wuqing frankly: "That door cannot be opened. The team that designed this special anti-theft door has died collectively in an air crash in Mexico, and the core secrets of their products have also been lost." With the burning of four notebooks, it is forever a mystery. Now, unless a matching light kinetic key for this door is found--" She and Tang Qiang also understand this answer very well, so there is no need to elaborate.More than 90% of the more than 400 existing "city patron saints" around the world have been destroyed by violence, which is an impossible thing.In the space under the ghost tomb, without sufficient power supply and heavy-duty destruction cones, even if you want to brute force cracking, it is impossible to achieve. When it comes to breaking doors and robbing tombs, Tang Qiang is an absolute expert, and he must have thought of every word I said. "Then, we have no choice but to return in vain and forget about it forever?" Wuqing sighed, as if suddenly unloading a heavy burden from his shoulders, his body straightened up all of a sudden, and the dark clouds on his face dissipated Most of it. Fang Xing and I nodded at the same time, a comfortable smile immediately appeared on Wuqing's face, we bowed slightly, and walked quickly back into the hall. "Well, it seems a little weird? She spent so much effort to lure us here, and when she heard that there was no way to crack it, she actually-oh, I understand, I understand!" Fang Xing clapped his hands suddenly, looking at With a ruthless back, he nodded and shook his head again. In this world, no one wants to have anything to do with the Red Dragon. When the Pentagon issued a poker arrest warrant, all those related to the Red Dragon were out of luck. Excavated, and eventually sent to the execution ground.With Tang Qiang's status, once the relationship with the Red Dragon is confirmed, he will disappear in the Jianghu immediately, hide his name, and all his previous reputation and status will be wiped out. "It can be seen that she loves him very much, so I hope he can live well forever. Even if he doesn't know his own roots all his life, as long as the two of them live together, they will be happy." Fang Xing was deeply moved, as if he had forgotten own previous violent impulses. The waterfall stopped completely, and the intermittent trickle disappeared without a trace. It is hard to believe that the three of us fell together with the turbulence from above. "I think that's a huge ominous omen." Fang Xing refused to stop talking, trying hard to find a topic, trying to cover up his inner thoughts. I don't know what Wuqing will say to Tang Qiang, nor the latter's reaction. Now, it's Fang Xing's performance that makes me more suspicious. "What did you see in the hallucination?" I asked lightly. Fang Xing's expression froze all of a sudden, and he muttered to himself after a while: "What did I see? What did I see? Hehe, do you really want to know?" I nodded very positively: "If it's related to me, I want to know." Suddenly, far above the waterfall, there was a strange cry of "Wooooooo" that we both are familiar with. Fang Xing's face changed drastically in an instant: "God, they...they are still alive, this is really a terrible event!" She cursed fiercely, turned around and inspected the building without doors and windows. Such a building can't stop the surprise attack of feline killer beasts at all. The only place that can be used as a shelter is the underground palace under the pillar.However, in the narrow space below the underground palace, the oxygen that can be stored is very limited, and there is no food and drinking water, so we will be stretched within seventy-two hours. There is no doubt that the killer beast is still alive, the key is how many are still alive.With the strength of the four of us, it will be easier to deal with one of them. If there are three, five, or ten, then——I don't want to think about it anymore, so I got up quickly and wanted to go to the back of the building. "Mr. Shen, there is no need to observe the terrain. The building is built on the rocky bank in the middle of the lake. We can only leave by swimming, but we don't know which way is the way out. We have to ask your good friend Tang Qiang about this." Okay." Fang Xing had already lost the courage to fight, and he didn't even have the energy to check the bullets. "Cat, can you swim?" After a while, Fang Xing suddenly became excited and asked with a childish smile. The answer is no, but we can't be sure that those cat-like creatures who are actually unknown creatures can swim.From the bottom of the waterfall to the stone bank, there is an interval of about 100 meters. If they really can't swim, they will be drowned even if they fall from the waterfall. I shook my head: "Cats basically don't know how to swim, and those who can swim occasionally are only in diving. I just observed that the shallowest part of the lake is more than four meters, enough to drown a kitten." This is the most optimistic estimate. If you think about it by extension, the waterfall has stopped. Did something happen to the underground river?Then the murderous beast will naturally be able to chase all the way through the rope in the ancient well, and will appear on the top of the waterfall soon.It's a pity that we don't have sniper rifles at hand, otherwise, they would be the most obvious target for sniping. "I hope so, I hope God blesses, if everything is exactly the opposite of what we imagined, then we can only die a heroic death." Fang Xing looked very tired, but in fact, I discovered her weakness as early as in the ghost tomb. Patience is exhausted.Now, her energy is almost gone, as if at the end of her strength, she is barely holding on. "Just now, what did you see? Can you tell me?" Everyone is curious. If you can't get out of trouble, it's better to solve the mystery in your heart first. Fang Xing rolled his eyes, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Since Mr. Shen really wants to know, I'll use the 'Tian Xin Tong' to tell you all the illusions, but you have to promise not to laugh at me?" I was taken aback for a moment: "What? Laughing at you? How could I laugh at you?" According to rumors from well-informed people in the Jianghu, "Tianxintong" is one of the strange arts secret skills that Mrs. Fang is best at. She loves Fang Xing, and of course she will try her best to pass it on to her precious daughter. Fang Xing's words must be general modesty. Fang Xing approached me, took my hands, and looked closely at each other: "Don't think about anything, just trust me, trust me completely, trust that I will take you to a mysterious place. Follow me, hold on tight Follow me..." Her words became softer and softer, with a huge hypnotic component. I tried my best to calm down and cooperated with her hypnosis every detail, and gradually felt that two seven-color lights appeared in her eyes.In a flash, I felt the strong wind and sand rushing towards my face, hitting my face with burning pain. Fang Xing disappeared, the sky and the earth were dark, only the yellow sand rolling all over the ground could be seen, and soon his feet were trapped.Dust storms like this are common in the Iraqi desert, and I knew I had to find shelter from the wind first.In a trance, I found a cone-shaped steeple looming a hundred meters ahead on the left, so I immediately adjusted my direction and ran over quickly. I felt I was on a steep slope, and the steeple got taller the further I went.Five minutes later, I finally reached the foot of the steeple, found a door at random, and rushed in.Entering the door is a staircase, just like the one in the Colosseum. I couldn't hold back my feet, so I rushed forward and reached the square at the end of the staircase. After stopping, looking around, the feeling of the Colosseum was even stronger, as if he had become a Roman prisoner, waiting to fight the nameless monster for life and death. "Come here, come here, come here..." A woman's voice called me, she appeared on a white jade chair in the middle of the square, and was waving to me.Before I could see her appearance clearly, my whole body was already shaken, and I recalled the scene when I was summoned by my mother when I was a child like lightning. My mother also owns such a noble and gorgeous chair, which is carved from the most perfect Xinjiang white jade and placed on the terrace of the old house.Before dusk, she would always call me over to check the day's study and martial arts.The gestures and postures of the woman in front are similar to those of her mother. I stayed for a few seconds, and immediately ran forward. I heard a soft sound of "哗啦, 哗啦" in my ears, but it was a white jade chain wrapped around the woman who was touching each other, like a guzheng plucking lightly and a pipa slowly plucking. ll. "You are finally willing to come, and you were once again pushed to this position by the reincarnation of fate. This time, is the tragedy repeating itself, or is the old broken into new? Do you have a hunch?" She stretched out her hand to me, with a graceful and luxurious face Smiling, but the wrist was abruptly empty, with neither a bracelet nor a bracelet. She is a beautiful woman with white and greasy skin like a jade carving, gentle and peaceful eyes, a high nose bridge, and red lips with perfect lip line-the sweet fragrance from her body floats in the air, like a dark night in a spring night. The aftertaste after the fusion of thousands of floral fragrances. "Who are you?" My eye sockets immediately became moist. "You know who I am. I'm your relative, the dearest and dearest relative." She smiled, two rows of white and shiny fine teeth were slightly exposed from her red lips. "I don't know, what is this place?" I stood intently. "This is a stage, a stage only for the strong to gallop. Here, a selection of warriors will be launched. We must send the strongest and bravest people to complete the mission. Before the flood comes, we must find King Solomon The seal, to re-seal the demon spirit. A true warrior will soon realize his mission without any teaching from the prophet. Now, go and complete your performance—” She waved her arm lightly, and the flawless jade chain wrapped around her arm jingled and jingled again, composing a graceful and melodious movement.