"What the hell! This business is so easy to do. How can I still watch you jump into the fire pit?" Liu Qing said with a smile, and the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled together obscenely.

"Yeah, I know you will definitely close your eyes," I laughed along with him and said, "Then what are you robbing the tomb for?"

Liu Qing deliberately looked around, lowered his voice, and said mysteriously: "In order to reveal a shocking secret, the secret of bringing people back from the dead. Little kid, I will scare you to death if I tell you this secret..."

I shrugged and said with a smile: "If it really scared me to death, I would have died a long time ago." As I said that, I focused on the key points of most of the things I knew.

Halfway through the sentence, Liu Qing's jaw almost dropped.

"Damn it, little kid, your uncle isn't even as good as you." This old fairy-like figure was also full of swear words when he got excited. "In a little more than a month, you actually investigated to this extent?"

I couldn't stand the old fairy's praise, so I continued to laugh and said: "Now that the times have opened up, technology has advanced, minds have broadened, and society has become harmonious, it is getting easier and easier to check things."

Liu Qing curled his lips like a child and said: "Do you think you are the host of the Spring Festival Gala? You can say all the right things. However, mixed races produce much better offspring. Your uncle is still a pure southerner.

Man, you, a mixed race from the north and the south, should be smarter than your uncle."

I thought to myself, aren’t you calling me a bastard?

Liu Qing took out a notebook from the ragged quilt on the floor, handed it to me and said, "This thing should belong to you, and it has returned to its original owner."

I saw that the book was full of dirt, and I wondered: "What is this? My uncle's tomb robbing notes? Why does it belong to me?"

"Absolutely. Your uncle has never been married and has no children. His huge business is now handed over to the organization for management."

"Where is my uncle's father?"

"Do you think that with his capitalist background, he can evade the Red Guards?"

So, the only legal heir to my uncle's property is my grandma? Oh my god, my grandma suddenly changed from an ordinary old lady to a super rich woman who is as wealthy as anyone in the country overnight?

I tried hard to suppress the mysophobia deep in the Virgo soul, took the pickled notebook, and turned it over casually. It was a notebook written in traditional Chinese characters. The handwriting was neat and uniform, almost as if printed. It showed

The writer has a rigorous and careful mind. However, the structure of the font is unique and the ending part of the strokes is slightly elegant. It seems that my uncle, whom I have never met, is also a person of temperament at heart. Of course, the words in the notes are not very special.

Most of them are mainly graphics and maps.

Before I could read it in detail, Liu Qing said: "Your uncle's family has a great business, but when I was kicked out, I could only take this piece of shit. If you have the ability, take back what is rightfully yours."

"

I nodded hesitantly, flipping through the pages, and two keys appeared in the notebook.

The two keys glued to this page are almost the same, shaped like a cross. The tip and handle of the key touch together to form a... strange symbol.

This symbol looks very much like...well, very much like the logo of the Assassin Group in a game called "Assassin's Creed" that I'm looking forward to very much. (See the picture below. For mobile readers, please look at the picture on your computer. It's a pirated copy.

Readers of the novel, please go to Mo Tie to see the picture)

assassins creed game logo

The background of the story of Assassin's Creed is the struggle between the Assassin assassination group and the Templars, or the struggle between "liberalism" and "orderism", "right" and "left"

struggle.

"Order..." I seemed to have thought of something and murmured, "Order..." Suddenly, my body shook and I said, "Freemasonry?"

The symbol of Freemasonry is composed of a compass and a square. If you only look at the outline, wouldn't it be very similar to the shape formed by these two cross keys? (See the picture below)

Freemasonry logo

Could it be that these two keys have something to do with Freemasonry?

Freemasonry, which means "free masons", declares in its charter that "God" is a "craftsman" with an absolute sense of reason and order, and that the universe is a handicraft created by the "Great Builder of the Universe" and that the order of the universe

It comes from the rationality given by God. As long as people can use rationality as the criterion and morality as the tool to constantly correct their own spiritual defects, they can improve themselves through their own efforts, complete the construction of the "inner temple" and become a perfect "inner temple".

Masonry Instructor” and enter the realm of God.

The members of Freemasonry claim to be the descendants of Cain, the founders and defenders of society and the world order. By pursuing the ideals of theism, they launched the Enlightenment Movement and spread rapidly to Western Europe in less than 50 years.

Central Europe and North America established a huge system that could rival the Catholic Church. Voltaire, Montesquieu, Goethe, Haydn, Beethoven, Marquis de Sade, Mozart, Frederick the Great, Washington, Franklin, Mark Twain

, Conan Doyle, Garibaldi, Newton, Einstein...the names of countless Freemasons shine like stars in the night of modern Western history.

The two keys in this "Tomb Robber's Notes" suddenly led my thoughts to this mysterious organization, which can be called the largest in human history, which I couldn't accept for a while.

The key point is that Freemasonry has withdrawn from mainland China for many years and has only been active in Taiwan. This notebook was written more than ten years ago. Is it possible that there are still any traces of Freemasonry in mainland China?

Seeing me looking at the two keys in a daze, Liu Qing smiled mysteriously and said, "Okay, now that the things have been delivered, it's time for me to leave."

"Ah? Are you leaving now? Since your Liu Ren calculation skills were passed down to my grandma, can you also pass them on to me?"

Liu Qing laughed "haha" twice and said: "Actually, this calculation technique cannot be said to be very mysterious. It is the same as the reasoning method passed down in your family. It's just that I see the result first and the cause later.

The art of reasoning is to see the cause first and the result later. Okay, that's all, you can do it yourself."

"Old god," I said quickly, "if I want to find you, what should I do..."

Before I could finish speaking, crazy Taoist Liu Qing had already said: "Don't look for me. I will come to you when the time is right." After saying that, he rolled up the tattered quilt, tucked it under his arm, and strode out quickly.

After leaving, he was still chanting: "The Emperor of the Song Dynasty ordered Yama to be killed, and Liu Bing can avoid disasters when he is away. In times of crisis, always think of turtles, dragons and horses, and only when everything goes well can you live."

When I was confused, the crazy Taoist Liu Qing had already walked away.

Is this what experts do?

I shook my head, ran all the way back to the hotel, slept for a while, and waited until three o'clock in the morning before arriving at the store Liu Qing pointed out to me.

Of course, this is not a store that sells guns on the counter, but it uses a tourist goods store as a cover. On the counter are a variety of cheap goods wholesale from the Yiwu Commodity Market, and the passers-by are mistaken for

The meat on the chopping board needs to be chopped twice at any time. A man as thin as a pole, with a short crew cut, and a few gold teeth, looking like an escaped prisoner, is sitting at attention with a bald, short and fat man.

Drinking tea. The escaped prisoner stared at me as I walked into the store and looked around. He said, "What do you want to buy?"

I didn't bother to beat around the bush with him, so I simply explained my purpose. The man who looked like an escaped prisoner narrowed his eyes at me and said, "Which road are you on?"

"I'm Ye Rui's friend." I said calmly.

"Are you a friend of Boss Ye?" the escaped prisoner looked at me warily and asked, "Then do you know who he is?" He pointed at the bald, squat man next to him.

I shook my head. The escaped prisoner said: "This is Boss Ye's cousin! You don't even know him?"

I quickly glanced at the bald little fat man and said, "Oh! Yes, Ye Rui mentioned to me that he had a cousin who used to be in the military cooking class. After he changed his job, he worked as a truck driver for a while, and then he became a truck driver.

Here to help him take care of business, could it be you?"

The bald short fat man said: "So, you and my cousin really know each other?"

"Of course." I thought to myself, your military-like sitting posture and the gesture of holding the tea bowl, the burns on the backs of your wrists and hands left by oil stars and iron pots, and the inner joints worn by the unique big steering wheel of the truck.

The calluses you have developed have betrayed your past career. If I still can't deceive you, then I would be really sorry for you.

This bald, short fat man called himself "Ye Qian". He shook my hand and said, "But we can't do your request. How can we open this store if we provide customer information?"

After hearing this, I began to think about how to steal the sales account book, but even so, Huang Dingpeng's specific information would not be written on the account book. When I was at a loss what to do, Ye Qian, the short and bald man, opened his eyes a little wider and looked at

Behind my back.

I turned around and looked around, and the person who came in was a completely passerby character, with an extremely ordinary appearance and figure. Apart from the fact that he had worked as a bricklayer on a construction site when he was very young, no other characteristics could be found.

"Brother, this person said he knew you?" Ye Qian asked when he saw that the person who came in didn't react to me at all.

This person is Ye Rui? The boss of the Hubei Gang?

It turns out that he is not the guy I saw in the casino and club? It is actually a misunderstanding of the same name?

The man who came in shook his head. Before I could speak, my neck was tightly locked by two strong arms. The guy who looked like an escaped prisoner was so fast, so he must be a practitioner, otherwise Ye Rui wouldn't be able to do it.

I will hand over this gun store to him.

Ye Qian said coldly: "You are so brave, you dare to come here and act wild. You can name my cousin, you should know who we are, right?"

My throat was tightly held by the guy behind me, and I couldn't speak. Ye Qian touched it from his waist and took out a butterfly knife. He fiddled with it twice in his hand very skillfully, and pointed the gleaming tip of the knife.

I said: "You better tell the truth, otherwise you won't have to speak anymore!"

I turned my head to the side with great effort and said in a hoarse voice: "A thousand pieces of gold are worth the price of a piece of jade, but not as fragrant as a white plum."

"Poet," the escaped prisoner behind him snorted, and he strengthened his arms, almost breaking my neck.
Chapter completed!