My steps suddenly stopped, my eyelids twitched slightly, and my heartbeat accelerated a bit.
But in the next moment, I completely suppressed these emotions and kept my face calm.
Jiang Pan then turned around.
I have never noticed that his eyes are so profound.
However, when he and I looked at each other, nothing seemed strange.
"Brother, why did you suddenly ask me this?" I spoke.
Jiang Pan said "hmm" and did not answer me. Instead, he raised his head and glanced at the night sky.
He suddenly smiled again and said: "Perhaps I have overthought it. You and I have been brothers for many years. At first, I watched you grow up, and then, you slowly became Mr. Fang who is in charge of Tang Town. We have lived and died together many times, so I think you won’t hide anything from me.”
I became even more silent, and my expression remained unchanged.
Jiang Pan turned around and opened the door of the thatched cottage.
At the same time, he whispered again: "Yin and yang, caring leads to chaos. I understand that you want to have a backup, but you have to believe in fate and brother Liao. The two gods Ling Zheng have a way to extend their lives." "
After finishing speaking, Jiang Pan entered the thatched house.
After I followed in, the dim candlelight dispelled the darkness in the room.
Jiang took inventory of a candle and placed it on the table. Then he went to the wooden bed in the corner, opened a cabinet, and searched inside.
I sat at the table and meditated.
However, I still couldn't help it, and I felt a little uneasy in my heart.
Jiang Panhui asked me what I said, which explained a lot of things.
He didn't show his suspicion on his face.
Instead, it gave me steps.
I am not sure that I can lie in front of Jiang Pan without him seeing it.
When Jiang was cross-examining just now, he would have died without asking.
Instead, he changed the subject and said that I would not lie to him.
The next two sentences are just follow-up instructions.
It's just... I really can't say.
Not long after, Jiang Pan took out a stack of paper.
On that piece of paper, there was a broken picture.
"Found it." There was a hint of joy in Jiang Pan's tone. He walked to the table and put down the paper and the remaining pictures.
While sitting in front of me, Jiang Pan wiped the sweat from his forehead.
I didn't look at Jiang Pan immediately, but looked at the papers and residual drawings.
The fragmentary picture is very old. It is a piece of cloth with a horizontal mountain on it.
In front of the mountain, there are some rocky areas.
The picture should be the acupuncture point.
The location of the break looks like the overall environment around the hole.
Behind the horizontal mountains, there are some faint patterns, and there are still more mountains...
I felt quite solemn.
This Hengshan Mountain is not a hole, but the mountain behind it? !
This picture is too damaged.
I can't see the hole, I can't see the overall environment, I don't know where it is...
Then how to find this? !
Jiang Pan raised his hand, took down the remaining picture, and placed it in front of me.
Then, he spread out all the white papers.
"Here, Brother Liao deduced for a long time and drew a battle. There is the word "Golden God" on the residual picture. Brother Yu thinks that this may be the tomb of the Seven Kills of the God of Gold in the feng shui of the battle."
"It's just that these are all our inferences without proof."
After Jiang Pan finished speaking, there were more doubts in his eyes.
I frowned and whispered: "The Golden God, the essence of Taibai, the god of beasts, is responsible for war, chaos, floods, droughts and plagues. It is taboo to build cities, palaces, attics, gardens, start construction, and go out. Military campaigns, migrations, marriages, and long journeys to serve.”
"Anyone who offends the gods will be killed suddenly when his chariot is torn apart, and his body will be torn apart by five horses."
"But brother... The Seven Killers of the Golden God are also the Seven Evils of the Golden God. This is a murderous tomb, so how can there be a feathered corpse?"
My words stopped suddenly, and my hands tightened a lot...
There is not just one kind of feathered corpse.
The good corpse is in the great good place, and the evil corpse is naturally in this evil tomb...
Liao Cheng's clue, is he an evil corpse? !
The fight with the feathered evil corpse in Guan Xiantao's tomb is still vivid in my mind.
After that, we took out the bones of Zhou Jingyi from the Eight-Yao Evil Corpse and narrowly escaped death...
It is impossible to transform an evil corpse into a simple person.
What's more, the corpses in this Golden God's Seven Killing Place will be a hundred times more vicious.
If this feathered evil corpse is useful, it is better to go to Langshan and find a way to get the corpse elixir of the Eight Luminaries Evil Corpse...
With my thoughts at this point, I was about to speak.
Jiang Pan's hand fell on the table, tapped it gently, and said at the same time: "At first, I was also confused, but Brother Liao said that this residual picture is not a residual picture at all, but from the group of people who liked it back then. If the body is collected by the person who collects it, it will be intact."
"Just because of improper storage, the Ling Zheng Er Shenshan Gate caught fire once, and only this small part is left."
"His master once said that where this picture is located, there is a corpse that is the greatest in the world. This corpse is not an evil corpse."
My expression changed again, and I recalled some of what Liao Cheng had said.
Wu Xianchang and his son are the descendants of those people whom the two gods Ling Zheng dealt with back then.
Those people like to collect corpses, so it’s not surprising that there is a picture like this...
And the great corpse in the world... is not an evil corpse that has transformed into an evil one, so in all likelihood, it is a good corpse that has transformed into a good one!
"I must do this here." My hand fell heavily on the table.
Jiang Pan didn't answer.
After a long time, he said: "We can only infer, without proof, whether that place is the Seven Kills of the Golden God. We cannot prepare in advance."
"The bigger problem is where exactly this place is. Brother Liao has never said anything."
"Does he know? As a brother, he doesn't know." I was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer the question.
"We will find a way to find out for the Brotherhood. We can wait for Brother Liao to come with peace of mind. Don't be impatient and get confused first. The edict will also be sent out and we will recruit gentlemen all over the world to see if there are any clues about the feathered corpse." Jiang Pan said again.
I could only nod and say a nice word.
After half a cup of tea, Jiang Pan stood up first. He put away the drawings and put them in the wooden cabinet before gesturing for me to leave.
The two of us returned to the front yard.
Before I knew it, the sky was almost getting bright...
I went to the room to check on Liu Zhengdao. His breathing was stable and his complexion had recovered a lot.
He Zhi urged Jiang Pan and I to rest first. We two couldn't endure it like this.
Jiang Pan and I left the room again and wanted to go back to our houses.
As a result, there were chaotic footsteps outside the yard, and there was a faint light of fire coming from the end of the yard.
I paused, and Jiang Pan also turned to look at the courtyard door.
With a "bang" sound, the courtyard door opened...
The one who stumbled into the courtyard was Gou Xuan...
At the back, those who seemed to be walking smoothly but whose footsteps were actually extremely panicked were actually Jiang Munu and Su Yun!
Behind them, a cold voice filled with dissatisfaction came.
"Mr. Jiang, the last time you were injured, I, Longdian, was ready to bring all my men to help you eliminate evil."
"But if you don't agree with each other, you will send the wife and the young lady away. How do you teach Long to think about this?!"
