C2219 Photos and Divine Spring
"Minister, look, this is a photo I spent a lot of money buying from the local Tibetans." Tang Yong took out a stack of black and white old photos.1
"This is?"
Meng Ran frowned slightly.
The pictures were full of age. The base color was black and white. It must have been taken decades ago. However, Meng Ran was soon attracted by the things in the black photo.
"According to the Tibetan who sold my photos, this was taken by his father's generation." Tang Yong answered truthfully.
The doubt between Meng Ran's brows deepened. "Decades ago, in Sichuan, not to mention the railway, even the road was not repaired. It was almost impossible for the local Tibetans to walk out of the mountains. They could afford black and white cameras, so they were definitely not ordinary Tibetans."
What Meng Ran said was the truth. Wujiang Province was located in a remote area, and there were many mountains and hills. The terrain was complicated and steep. Before the country allocated funds to build the railway, the local people relied on cows, horses, and even walking when they went out.
Moreover, Wujiang Province's economy was last in the country. Even now, there were many poor counties and cities.
In that era, the identity of the hidden people who could afford black and white cameras was definitely not simple.
However, tang Yong shook his head and denied Meng Ran's words.
"Minister, the real photographer of these photos is not a local Tibetan."
Tang Yong was halfway through his sentence and could not help swallowing his saliva. "Minister, if I tell you, you might not believe me. The one who took the photos is... someone from the Immortal Sword Xie Family!"
"What did you say? Someone from the Immortal Sword Xie Family?" Meng Ran narrowed his eyes and sharply sensed an unusual aura.
The Immortal Sword Xie Family and Hua. Meng Ran had more or less heard about the forbidden grudges of the country from Ning Feixuan's mouth.
Sixty years ago, the Immortal Sword Xie Family used martial arts to break the ban and openly massacred the Yanjing. This was the darkest period of the Yanjing's ten days of turmoil in the history of Hua Xia.
This unprecedented catastrophe of the Martial Arts World was finally caused by the Heavenly Guardian of Hua Xia, who drove the Immortal Sword Xie Family out of Hua Xia.
According to the time, the Xie family should have been expelled from the country when the black and white photos were taken.
Unless it was a Martial Arts Legend from the Xie Family, otherwise, the Xie family wouldn't have stepped into the territory of Tibet without anyone knowing.
Just as Meng Ran was thinking about the connection, zhou Tao poured a pot of hot tea for Meng Ran and said with an excited expression:
"Minister, try it. This is the tea brewed by the 'divine spring' on Mount Witchcraft. The locals all say that it can prolong one's life. Any major illness or minor disasters can be cured."
"I'm talking about Zhou. I'm talking about the rumors of Mount Witchcraft with the Minister. Can you stop interrupting me?!" Tang Yong angrily scolded.
Zhou Tao flew into a rage out of humiliation. He stomped his feet and scolded:
"Bullshit! The things you were messing around with were all nonsense. What bullshit Immortal Sword Xie Family, how dare they come to Hua? Country? My Divine Spring is really bought with a lot of money. It is fair and honest!"
In this short period of time, the two of them were fighting until their faces were red and neck thick. Neither of them looked down on the other.
Meng Ran could not help but shake his head and smile bitterly. These two hot tempered fellows, Ning Feixuan had brought them together to carry out a mission. Just how big was the heart of that Imperial Sister Queen?
Seeing the two of them looking like they would not stop quarreling, Meng Ran let out a slight angry cry. "Enough!"
The two men were like children who had made mistakes. They did not even dare to breathe loudly in front of Meng Ran.
What a joke! This was a ruthless man who even dared to kill the True Dragon of God Stage and Blood Demon Shen Lingcun! No matter how stubborn their tempers were, how could they dare to act impudently in front of Meng Ran?
After beating the two of them up, Meng Ran finally spoke unhurriedly.
"You two can talk about it one by one. Zhou Tao, right? Let me ask you, how did you get this divine spring?"
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