1827: C1827 A Lot of People will Die

C1827 A Lot of People will Die

On a northwest night, strong winds blew in all directions.

Under Yang Xiao's continuous "slow, slow" requests, they finally arrived at the steep mountain road that led to the Flame Valley at nightfall.

The medicinal properties of Yeye Shengge had already been removed by Yang Xiao.

The women did not catch them.

There was no need for her to enjoy the unsuitable scenes of children at night, and there was no need for her to preserve the medicinal properties of the poison.

The Black Dragon's growth rate was already sufficient.

When the team stopped in front of a barren mountain, Lee Muchen ran over and opened the car door for Wang.

Lee Nanfang was still sleeping in Yang Xiao's arms.

She didn't want this scum to leave her arms, but a few Hungry Ghost Tao Elders were already waiting in front of her on the mountain road. They forced her to withdraw all of her little daughter's postures, and threw Lee Nanfang out of the car.

"Take him away."

Everyone from Hungry Ghost Tao all moved forward, as if they were conducting some kind of sacrificial ceremony. They grabbed Lee Nanfang's hands and feet, and raised him up high.

From now on, for the next few dozen miles on the mountain road, Lee Nanfang would have to move forward in this way.

Until the true Flame Valley Valley's entrance, the protected meridian.

Once, there were countless people who wanted to cross that line but were torn into pieces by the guardians at the entrance of the valley.

Now, Lee Nanfang was an outsider. What would the result be if he walked in there?

Sanyuan Town.

The same hotel.

It was still the same room.

Jinghong Ming and Xie Qingshang stood side by side, looking into the distance, thinking about this question.

"That kid should have reached the meridian point by now, right?"

"No, the time is not up yet. It is said that it should be midnight. There are still eight hours left."

Jinghong Ming and Xie Qingshang conversed in a low voice.

They had planned for more than twenty years for the sake of the Flame Valley's secret, and had also endured for more than twenty years.

But up until now, they had only heard of his name and didn't know what his Flame Valley really looked like.

It was just like an Internet user who had been in love for many years. No matter how many times he imagined it, he couldn't figure out what kind of person was that person on the other end of the net.

With a "pa" sound, the lighter lit up with flames.

Jinghong Ming, who hadn't smoked for a long time, breathed out a mouthful of smoke and shook his head with a bitter smile: "I should be worrying too much. That brat has gathered all six of the paper man's Yin Qi."

"That's right. Sometimes, I have to sigh at the supernatural, to be able to include everything in their calculations. Yet, that boy really did find those six women."

Xie Qingshang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The two old brothers looked at each other. After a long silence, they suddenly spoke up.

"Helan Xiaoxin."

"Hua Yeshen."

"Min Rou."

"Bai Linger!"

"Loong Chengcheng."

"Chiang Morann."

Jinghong Ming and Xie Qingshang quickly recited the six names one after another.

That's right, a thousand years ago, the paper man, the six big sisters that absorbed souls, was represented by Lee Nanfang, and a thousand years later, they were reincarnated into these six women.

None of them could escape Lee Nanfang's clutches, and they were hooked by his soul. They were all willing to be the women beside him in this life.

"Boring, we two old men, why are we discussing those girls. Say something else. Why did you return to eight hundred this time and rush over here in such a hurry? "

Jinghong Ming looked at Xie Qingshang.

He was also very surprised about Lao Xie's sudden arrival.

According to the previous assignment, Lao Xie should be trying his best to find news of the Dragonpulse.

Xie Qingshang also did the same. The first thing he did after leaving Beijing was to return 800 yuan.

If one wanted to find out the intangible and intangible existence of the Yin Dragonpulse, one should obtain the useful information from the eight hundred groups of villagers who did not belong to normal humans.

One must know that there was also a tomb named Monarch Valley in eight hundred.

There was no doubt that it was not a Yin Dragonpulse.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Sui and Emperor Yang, Yang Guang to remain as emperor for the rest of their lives.

However, they both belonged to the type of Feng Shui Graveyard that only had the effect of burying the dead.

There must be some connection between the Monarch Valley and the Yin Dragonpulse.

Even if they were incompatible, the eight hundred villagers who guarded the Monarch Valley for generations should also know some information about the Yin Dragonpulse.

Xie Qingshang was not one of the original eight hundred villagers. The reason why he was able to live there and be accepted by the villagers was all because he and his wife, Xue Xinghan, had an inseparable relationship with Lee Nanfang.

Other than contacting Lee Nanfang, Xie Qingshang also had another important mission, which was to investigate the secrets of Monarch Valley.

To the Chinese authorities, Flame Valley was a special existence, a ticking time bomb that could affect the stability of a country at any time.

Also existing within these eight hundred plus years was a group of perverted aboriginals, as well as Monarch Valley s within eight hundred years.

The nation wanted to find out the secrets of the Dragonpulse in the Flame Valley.

They also wanted to understand what kind of structure was inside the Monarch Valley.

Unfortunately, even though Xie Qingshang and Xue Xinghan were tasked with such a secret task, they had not been able to figure it out for many years.

It just so happened that this time, there was a chance Lee Nanfang was taken away by King Xuanyuan, and Xie Qingshang had the chance to probe about the Dragonpulse's topic.

The idea was good.

But when it came to actual practice, the difficulty was extremely high.

Don't look at the eight hundred villagers. They are far away from the secular world.

However, the secrets that they had kept from generation to generation could not be so easily discovered by others.

Xie Qingshang rushed back to the village without stopping. The first thing he did was to find the Village Head and talk about this matter.

That old elder acted as if he didn't know how important Lee Nanfang was.

I don't care if that kid is dead or alive.

He didn't care about what kind of existence King Xuanyuan was.

They did not even care about the Black Dragon, Yang Guang, Princess Yicheng, and the Dragonpulse.

The old elder was guarding the village and was not allowed to step into the village.

Everything else.

Even if he died, this responsibility would be passed on to Ergou. All the secrets would only be brought into the Monarch Valley and would never be leaked out from him in the end.

What else could Xie Qingshang do against this stubborn old thing?

There was only one other person.

The old man who adopted Lee Nanfang.

The old man was the one person in the entire 800 villages that Xie Qingshang couldn't see through the most.

Lee Nanfang, who was adopted by the old man, was also the mediator. The village chief agreed to let Xie Qingshang and his wife stay at 800 yuan.

Logically speaking, regardless of whether it was the secrets on Lee Nanfang, or the matters with Flame Valley, or the history of Monarch Valley, the old man should have known the most and understood the most.

However, this fellow seemed to be floating 800 meters away, completely out of place.

He should be someone with an extremely special status, but he was an old man who was nothing at all.

When Xie Qingshang and the old man were sitting face to face, he felt even more uncomfortable than when the Village Head had shut the door. After thinking for a long time, he carefully said, "Lee Nanfang was taken away by King Xuanyuan."

"I guessed it. From the way you left in a hurry and came back so quickly, I can see what's going on. "

The old man didn't seem to be sad or happy when he spoke. He had a dull expression on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him.

This made Xie Qingshang even less confident.

"Are you not afraid that Lee Nanfang will die outside?"

"What should come will eventually come back, and what should happen will eventually happen. "I'm afraid, it's useless."

"How much do you know about Flame Valley?"

"I know as much as you do, and as much as you do."

"Then what about Monarch Valley?"

"I know everything, but I can't say it."

"Then, what about the Yin Dragonpulse?"

In the small cottage of 800, Xie Qingshang and the old man answered each other with a question and a simple conversation.

It was basically Xie Qingshang asking the questions, so the old man immediately gave an answer that was not the answer.

The pace of the conversation was very fast.

It wasn't until the question about the "Yin Dragonpulse" came out that the old man finally got stuck.

After a long silence, the old man spoke.

It was only after hearing this that Lao Xie immediately left 800 yuan and rushed to Jinghong Ming's side.

Listening to Xie Qingshang recount the entire story, Jinghong Ming was also stunned for a long time.

In this world, there were too many people who kept secrets that no one knew about. These secrets could very well trigger a bloody storm, or it could even be harmless.

As the director of Supreme Security Office, Jinghong Ming was someone who was familiar with all kinds of secrets.

He would be curious about things he did not know.

Just Xie Qingshang's narration made him have a strong interest in 800 and the old man.

Of course, none of this was important. What was important was --

"What did that old man tell you to get here so quickly?"

"He only said four words, 'Yin and Yang coalesce'."

"Unity of Yin and Yang?"

Jinghong Ming muttered these four words to himself. After carefully considering it, he immediately understood.

If there was a "Yin" character in front of the Yin Dragonpulse, then there must be another "Yang" that corresponded to it, a Yang Dragonpulse.

Where is the Yang Dragonpulse?

Wasn't this what they were seeing right now?

All the Dragonpulse in the world came out of Karakorum.

Mount Kunlun was the ancestor of all the Dragonpulse in the world. It was a Yang Dragonpulse that was placed in front of everyone in broad daylight and clear sky.

When Lee Nanfang entered the Flame Valley, no matter if he was alive or dead, he would definitely trigger some reaction from the Dragonpulse.

From the Yang Dragonpulse's variables, he searched for information on the Yin Dragonpulse.

This method was reasonable.

"However, it can't be that after Lee Nanfang entered the Flame Valley, someone jumped out and told us where the Dragonpulse are, right?"

As Jinghong Ming spoke, he even laughed, "Lao Xie, don't tell me that we can see the path of an immortal here."

"Why not?"

"Can you really?"

"I don't know."

"Then why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

Jinghong Ming couldn't stand it any longer, Xie Qingshang was still in a illogical frame of mind.2

It was obviously a very simple matter, but it actually made his involvement rather complicated.

Most importantly, when Jinghong Ming assigned the missions, it was to let his three brothers stay far away from the Flame Valley, so they wouldn't be affected by unknown dangers.

Yet, Xie Qingshang took the initiative to come back.

"That's enough, if you weren't so serious, I would have suspected that you came here just to help me."

"Ha, who said that I would help you? I'm just here to watch the show, I don't care about your matters, I just want to see how that brat Lee Nanfang made it out alive. "

The only real reason why Jinghong Ming had such a good character was because of Long Teng and the other birdmen.

The other guys all said no, but they were all very honest people.

Jinghong Ming was not surprised by Xie Qingshang's stubborn attitude. He could only turn around and look at the wish again. He couldn't help but ask softly, "Tell me, if that brat was really beheaded by that demon this time, what would the result be?"

"People will die. Many many people will die. Let's start with this."

As Xie Qingshang replied, the room quieted down.

Time slowly passed.

At midnight, in the distant mountains, Lee Nanfang woke up.

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