"Have this information?" I frown.
"That’s enough," she said. "It’s the first time that we’ve met in Dayan. It’s reasonable for each other to have reservations about these aspects."
I nodded. "How much can I trust this person’s words since I have accumulated grievances for a long time?"
"I think you can try to believe it," she said. "The magic temple is threatening. Their goal is not only our nine planets Association, but also Form One."
"This is where I can’t figure out why Jiang Xiaoling came from Dayanhui, and why should he deal with Dayanhui in turn?" I looked at her.
"She used to be a member of the nine planets Society. Isn’t she dealing with nine planets Society now?" She said calmly, "nine planets Society and Dayan Society have the same iron law, that is, they will never let traitors go. Now the patriarch of Dayan Society, Sugiyama Yi, wanted to continue to unite the magic temple, but they refused the incident, which caused them to break up. Dayan Society sent forces to Europe to get rid of Jiang Xiaoling, and those people were eliminated by the magic temple department."
"Oh … so Jiang Xiaoling wants to play with Dayan?" I thought, "Did nine planets ever send someone to kill her?"
She shook her head. "It is said that I don’t know."
"People hurt tigers, meaning tigers are harmful to people’s hearts." I paused. "When are we leaving?"
"Someone will pick us up at six o’clock on Sunday afternoon." She looked at her watch. "It’s getting late. If you want to have a rest, I’ll prepare you."
I am one leng "ready? Prepare what? "
She smiled gently, bowed slightly, went to the wall, opened the closet, took out the bedding from it and carefully laid it for me. "You can rest!"
I’m a little embarrassed. "Er … actually, I can do this myself."
"What I do with you is that you belong to me. That’s what I should do," she said respectfully. "Then … I’ll be leaving now!"
After she left, I changed my clothes. It was simple and clean. I took a bath in the bathroom and dried myself. I got into bed and got a little airsick. I lay in a daze for a while, but it hurt even more, so I sat up again.
I calmed down and tried to summon Tang Qi again. From that day, after Shen Qing gave me water, I communicated with Tang Qi and Lao Si. When I was recovering, I tried several times, and I didn’t respond at all. I want to try again. What if I recover?
"Tang Qi … Tang Qi …?" I waited for a while. "Old four … old four … you don’t?" Ask for blood.
Still the same, still no response.
I sighed and looked at the night outside the window. "What’s going on? This is … I really miss you …"
At this time, a white figure slowly appeared in front of me and smiled at me. "Sir, don’t worry. One of your two dharma protectors is just talking to her near you."
I glanced at him. "Tianjun, what the hell is going on?"
"You’ve been drinking Miss Shen’s Fu Shui for a month and you know each other," Tianjun said. "You should be able to recover in about ten days."
I frowned. "What exactly is water? What if Shen Qing drinks it for twelve hours and I get a month after drinking it? "
"I don’t know what it is," he said. "Mr. Shen and Miss Shen are different, so the impact of this water can’t be compared. Please don’t worry that Mr. Shen will follow you around to be your god."
I wondered, "Is this … appropriate?"
He smiled and nodded. "It should be!"
I thought for a moment, "Thank you very much!"
"Sir, please don’t be so polite," Tianjun said quickly. "It’s very grateful that you are willing to help find your son."
I couldn’t help feeling ashamed. "I’ve been too busy during this period, and I haven’t taken the time to investigate the princess of Jun ‘er, but please rest assured that since I promised, I won’t break my word."
"Thank you, sir!" He made a slight bow
"To be honest, I really need your help." I said, "Japan is Tianjun’s home country and you are a master of Yin and Yang. Many things are easy with you around me."
"You must live up to your letter," Tianjun said. "Mr. Ri has to hurry. Please rest early for your escort."
"Thank you very much." I smiled and fell asleep quickly.
Gunma Prefecture is not far from Tokyo. On the second day, we set off early in the morning and arrived at an ordinary brick-wood residential building in Tomoka City at 9 o’clock. We met Mr. Nakano Ze.
Nozawa’s doddering looks like he’s 90 years younger, his hair is sparse and his face is wrinkled, but his eyes are very magical. After meeting and greeting, a silence of more than ten minutes began.
This kind of atmosphere is very subtle. Obviously, the old Nozawa has not adapted to it for a while. When he needs some, I don’t worry. At this time, he doesn’t talk. I don’t say that I pick up the tea and drink it leisurely. I occasionally look at a young man and woman behind him. These two people should be his grandchildren or waiters. They are all young, about twenty years old. They are respectfully kneeling behind Nozawa, with low eyebrows and good manners.
Finally, Nozawa sighed and spoke a few words of Japanese, and then gave a slight bow to the two young people behind him and slowly withdrew.
"What did he say?" I asked Doreen Nai.
"He said that nine planets would be awesome if he was born," said Doreen Nai.
I smiled gently. "Mr. Nozawa, can we start talking?"
Doreen Nai was just about to translate Nozawa, motioning with his hand to signal her not to say, "I have followed Mr. Song for many years to understand Mr. Lin’s words. Miss Doreen doesn’t need our translation. Let’s talk alone!"
Doreen Nai looked at me and I nodded. She immediately got up. "Ok, let’s wait outside!"
Stone didn’t wait for someone to call himself up first. "Brother, we’ll be outside. You can talk about calling me first."
"Don’t worry, Mr. Nozawa, there will be nothing here." I looked at Nozawa
A smile appeared on the old man’s mouth.
There were only two of us left in the room. I picked up the teapot and ordered some tea for him. "Elder, I came here with an open mind to ask what was in the ancient books that Jiang Xiaoling took away. I hope you can tell me frankly. In the end, this is not only our nine planets meeting, but also the interests of your meeting. Although there are many bad feelings between the two families, we should be sincere in this matter."
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Nozawa glanced at me. "Mr. Lin heard that you cheated the patriarch’s eldest daughter, Sugijing, once. Is this true?"
My heart says which pot won’t open which pot. Is it good or bad to ask Chang Shanjing at this time? I thought so in my heart, but the surface couldn’t leak out. I smiled calmly. "Yes, I am a friend of Miss Chang Shan."
The old man frowned and stared at me coldly.
I took my time drinking tea and gave him a bad eye.
Staring at me for a while, the old man sighed, "There will be a pavilion in nine planets, so the big Yan will not be your opponent. It seems that Jiang Xiaoling, the traitor, can rely on your visit to punish him."
I put the teacup. "My predecessors are too modest. Let’s talk about that ancient book. I heard that there is a powerful witchcraft written on the face. What is it?"
"It’s an ancient witchcraft called the Four Killing Sacrifices, which originated from the Tang Dynasty more than 2,000 years ago and was finally named the Four Killing Sacrifices after more than 1,000 years’ improvement of the Japanese Yin and Yang Road," he said.
"How powerful?"
"After the appearance of the Four Killing Sacrifices, there was a great chaos at that time." He paused. "About two hundred years later, minamoto no sanetomo, the general of the foreign conquest, made the rigorous Yin and Yang Liao continue to undertake the four killing sacrifices, so it was lost for hundreds of years. Later generations of Yin and Yang learned from the literature of the four killing sacrifices in previous lives and developed a powerful Yin and Yang technique called the Moon Gas Killing Sacrifice, which was the highest state. They tried to restore the four killing sacrifices but ended in failure."
I nodded. "What about Mr. Song’s ancient books?"
He gave me a look. "The name of the ancient book is actually from China’s face, and it is the source of the four-killing sacrifice. If Jiang Xiaoling can understand the mystery, it is very likely that she will learn the four-killing sacrifice again and will rise to a new height. At that time, it will be much easier if she wants to find nine planets."
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I pondered for a moment. "Then I want to ask if this four-killing sacrifice was like making a big mess in the past?"
Nozawa shook his head. "This … I don’t know."
"Then who is this sorcery god?"
He bowed his head. "I’m very sorry, I don’t know."
"What else do you know?" I asked
Nozawa was silent for a moment and slowly raised his head. "The Four Killing Sacrifices are not a division of Yin and Yang, which can make witchcraft say that five people are needed less, and the more people there are, the greater the power. To cultivate this witchcraft, you need not only qualifications and others, but also a huge aura field and the sun and the moon."
"Great aura field … sun and moonlight …" I nodded. "What the elder meant was that this place must be sunny and rainy, right?"
"Yes, and the pulse is excellent."
"Well, I remember," I said. "You just arrived that month. Is there anyone else who will be there today?"
His face twitched. "There are experts who are good at this skill in the society, but the central part of Mongolia fell a few years ago."
My heart thumped and I thought that I accidentally bought a pot of boiled water, but having said that, I could crustily skin of head and continue to ask, "Didn’t anyone practice at his teacher’s house of Yin and Yang that day?"
"Well, it’s not the answer." Nozawa showed displeasure.
I can avoid the topic with an embarrassed smile. "Er … Mr. Nozawa, I have a question. Since this ancient book was the former patriarch of your association, how could it be stolen by Jiang Xiaoling?"
At first, the old man’s face suddenly sank. "How could the American woman have the opportunity to steal the secret book if your company had not trapped Mr. Song by Mr. Zeng Jie’s law, which made him live in a coma for more than a month?"