"This allusion comes from the Bible. The so-called 'apocalypse' refers to the end of the world. It is also the time when mankind accepts the final judgment. Before that, four knights wearing clothes of different colors will appear and bring various disasters to mankind. Unveiling the prelude to the Apocalypse." Ling Cang talked eloquently based on his accumulated knowledge: "They are the so-called 'Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse'. They represent war, plague, death and hunger respectively. Related statements can be easily checked online. But only people who know Christianity know that. In fact, the Bible only names the last knight as death. It does not indicate what the other three knights represent. Scholars have put forward various theories after research. Now this only It’s just one of the more widely followed ones. In addition, there are still translation issues.”
"anything else."
"I'm not a religious scholar. That's all I know."
"Then let me tell you...I told you. Everything about the Illuminati is full of religious overtones. Although today they just use religious cloaks to realize their ambitions..." After taking a sip of tea, Si Kongyou slowly introduced. : "The four leaders of the Illuminati are called the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Their purpose is to bring the Apocalypse to the world. That is to cleanse the world and then establish a unified theocratic country. These four horsemen are war, Hunger, plague and death. According to my investigation, they are actually extremely high-level superpowers. And the superpowers they possess are closely related to their titles."
"So that's it." Ling Cang heard this and suddenly remembered what Tong Zhengrong said before: "Someone mentioned the Illuminati to me. They said that the SARS a few years ago was the conspiracy of the Illuminati. It was related to your statement. Could this plague be related to the Plague Knight?"
"That's right." Sikong nodded slightly and suddenly smiled slyly: "Who mentioned this to you."
"Okay..." Sikong You saw that Ling Cang was unwilling to answer, so he did not pursue the question further: "Plague Knight can control the spread of diseases. There is a lot of evidence that shows that it is indeed related to him."
"The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse... what do they look like? Are they male or female? Do they look good?"
"I don't know." Sikong You curled his lips and continued, "They could be men. They could be women. They could be of any skin color. They could also be from any ethnic group."
"Have Sima Tian ever fought with them?"
"He met the Hungry Knight once and the battle ended in a draw. It was through that time that we finally found out that the Hungry Knight was a man. A standard Nitro race."
"The Negro race is black. No wonder there are always famines in Africa." Ling Cang smiled and shook his head: "Sima Tian is not bad at all. He is evenly matched."
"That's because the power of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse is sealed. They cannot be fully unleashed."
"Who sealed it?"
"I don't know yet." Sikong You sighed, "But I'm investigating. I believe there will be news soon."
"Oh." Ling Cang nodded and suddenly said: "Okay. Stop talking about these trivial things. Give me the money quickly."
Sikong You asked calmly: "What money."
"You called me and asked me to come over for tea. It must be the funds left by my father that can be started."
"Can't I just ask you to come over for tea?" Sikong You snorted disdainfully: "I find that you are a bit greedy for money."
Ling Cang didn't want to show too much love for money. After all, he was the heir to a wealthy family. He should be a bit squandering money. The problem was that the bet he made with Jiang Wenxuan was still there. The reason why they agreed for three days at that time was because according to Sikong You. I can almost get the money. Now it seems that this gamble is a bit risky. If I am forced to leave Minghai City, then my good life in the big city will be in vain, and the school beauty will be in vain.
It is said that I and Shen Fanlei are only in the stage of holding hands. I have not been affectionate with Lin Xuening a few times. Now it seems that Tongtong is also interested in me. As long as I seize the opportunity, I can definitely win. If I miss these, I must completely I blame it on whether Sikong gave himself the money in time.
"Stop talking nonsense. Give me the money. Hurry."
Sikong You said with a straight face: "No money."
"No." Ling Cang picked up a purple clay pot and tried to throw it to the ground: "Believe it or not, I smashed it."
"Okay. Here you go. Here you go." Sikong You hurriedly took out the check and stuffed it into Ling Cang's hand. Then he snatched the purple clay pot back and said, "How did Ling Yang give birth to a son like you..."
"You are wrong. I was born by my mother, not my father." Ling Cang carefully checked the authenticity of the check and happily counted the zeros on it: "Hey, I said, the check will not bounce. Bar."
"If you can't cash it in, come back and smash my purple clay pot."
"It's a deal."
"Ling Cang..." Sikong You suddenly asked very seriously: "Do you know what your name means?"
"Leaving the sea."
"That's right." Sikong nodded slightly: "Longing in the sea, watching the changes in the situation, you will show your true colors as a hero."
"Heroes are... lustful." Ling Cang's attitude was not as serious as Sikong's. He replied jokingly: "From the perspective of lust, I am already a super hero."
"I've seen it a long time ago."
"Well... it's indeed two hundred million. Haha. I won't tell you anymore..." Ling Cang collected the check and put so much money in his pocket. He felt that his feet were light as he walked: "I'm leaving. Bye. ."
"Leave as soon as you get the money. No more tea."
"Drink it yourself." Ling Cang looked back at Sikong You, with a smile brighter than the sun on his face: "I want to use money to hit people."
Sikong You watched Ling Cang walk out the door. His eyes fell on the shelf next to him. His eyes immediately stared: "Hey, where's my piece of bloodstone? Damn, Ling Cang, you actually learned how to steal things."
After scolding a few times, Sikong You's face darkened. He stood up and returned to the room. There was a man sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper. Si Kong You sat across from him and gave a deep smile: "I've been waiting for a long time."
"It doesn't matter. I have enough time." The man put away the newspaper. He looked at Sikong You and smiled slightly: "I haven't seen you for many years. You are still the same. There is almost no change."
"The same goes for you..." Sikong You sighed. His expression became very complicated: "Sima Tian, you are still so chic and unrestrained. At the same time, you are also a little unruly."
"Thank you for the compliment." Sima Tian was silent for a moment. Then he asked softly: "Brother, how are you doing these years?"
"fine."
"Lingyang arranged for you to stay in Minghai to help his son come out of the mountain. Right." Before Sikong could answer, Sima Tian continued: "So, you stayed here alone. And you stayed here for ten years. Don't you think so? feel bored."
"Ling Yang arranged this at that time. It must have been intentional. If I could accompany Ling Cang directly, or come to Minghai a few years later, I guess Ling Yang wouldn't do that." Does Sikong only drink here every day? In fact, Cha has done a lot of things in these years. In the stock market alone, he has made huge profits for himself. At the same time, he has also established and deployed an extensive intelligence network. However, he cannot tell Sima Tian about these things: " I drink tea and read books every day. I live a happy life."
"I'm different from you. I'm not a person who can endure loneliness." Sima Tian stared at Sikong You and said word by word: "I have lived a good life these years. Now it seems that it is right to leave Lingyang. Otherwise, I don’t know what kind of sneaky bullshit errand they would arrange for me.”
Sima Tian finished his sentence. The two of them did not speak again for a while. There was silence in the room. Sima Tian was still as handsome and elegant as before. This made Sikong You quite envious, because he knew very well that he was getting old. .
When old friends meet, it is inevitable to sigh and sigh. However, it may not be touching. It may also be frightening. Sikong You recalled the sympathy between the four of them back then. He also thought about the subsequent meeting with swords drawn. In a trance, he really had a feeling of life. The feeling of dream.
Sikong You wanted to know what the brothers would be like today if Sima Tian had not left the Ling family back then.
I don’t know how long it took. Sikong You broke the silence: “Are you here to kill me?”
"Yes." Sima Tian nodded and admitted readily: "As long as I kill everyone who is related to Ling Yang, I don't believe that I can't force him out."
"Okay..." Sikong You nodded slowly: "Let's do it."
"I'm sorry, brother..." Sima Tian raised his right hand and was about to hit Sikong You on the head. At this moment, a stone hit his temple.
Sima Tian was unprepared. He subconsciously said "Ouch" and then grabbed the stone casually.
Sikong You opened his eyes and looked at Sima Tian. His eyes quickly fell on the stone: "Isn't this my blood stone?"
"I'll lend you your stone." I don't know when Ling Cang came back. He leaned on the door frame and looked at Sima Tian with a smile: "Uncle Sima, I haven't seen you for a while. You hid your breath so well just now. If it weren't for Sikong You's expression being a little strange, I wouldn't have known it was you."
Sima Tian took a deep breath and said bitterly: "You brat. I originally wanted to keep you for a few days. But now it seems I can't do it without killing you."
"You can't kill me. I have always admired you. I want to learn how to pick up girls with you..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Sima Tian walked over quickly. Ling Cang didn't dodge. He just waited until Sima Tian was about to get close, raised his hand and shot out a stream of white smoke.
Sima Tian was caught off guard again. He suddenly felt burning pain in his throat and nasal cavity. His eyes could not see clearly: "You actually spread lime...
"Confucius said, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of lime. The ancients have never deceived me." Ling Cang grabbed Sikong You's sleeve and pulled him out of the door: "Stop looking. Run away."
"If you want to run, just run to Naihe Bridge." Sima Tian wiped his eyes a few times. His eyes were still hurting so much that he couldn't see clearly. He simply didn't care. He stretched out his hand to hold down the coffee table next to him. Then he lifted the coffee table. He sucked it up. Then he threw the coffee table towards the door in the direction he remembered.
There was a large piece of tempered glass on the door. After a crisp sound, the glass was shattered and the coffee table got stuck on it. As a result, the way out was blocked. Ling Cang pulled Si Kongyou and ran towards the window again.
Sima Tian determined the direction based on the sound of footsteps. He jumped forward, stretched out his hand and touched around, and found a chair. Then he rounded the chair and swept it to every corner.
Sima Tian's movements were too fast. Ling Cang was trying to open the window when Sima Tian arrived unexpectedly.
"Be careful." Sikong You pushed Ling Cang away, but he was hit by the chair. There was a "click" and the chair broke into several pieces. Sikong You opened his mouth and spat out a pool of blood.
"Are you okay?" Ling Cang hurriedly supported Sikong You and looked at Sima Tian angrily. He no longer smiled as playfully as before: "After all, we are brothers. You have gone too far..."
Sima Tian realized who he had hurt. He sneered and said, "Everyone is his own master. Don't blame me for being ruthless..."
Before Sima Tian finished speaking, he suddenly stopped and looked around. This was just a habitual action. His eyes still couldn't see anything, and what he noticed was very far away from here.
Ling Cang also felt it. I don't know when a powerful force suddenly appeared in the distance. This force was not as powerful as Sima Tian, but it was composed of several people. It was moving slowly. I don't know what the purpose was.
"Who?" Sima Tian hesitated for a moment: "Could it be the Illuminati who appeared?"
"If you take action now, you will definitely explode with power and be noticed by the other party." Ling Cang said immediately: "So you should leave quickly. I won't send it away. You are not welcome to come again."
Sima Tian's upper body was covered with lime, and his eyes were tightly closed. He looked a little embarrassed. But he stood there strong and powerful, without losing any grace: "You are lucky today." After that, Sima Tian stamped his foot. The glass was broken and the light shot out from the window. The shadow soon disappeared.
Sikong You took a few pills for internal injuries. After a while, he finally felt better: "How did you come back?"
"I noticed that when we were chatting, you always looked into the room inadvertently. I guess there might be guests inside." Ling Cang smiled. Ling Cang added: "But I didn't expect it to be Sima Tian. His aura is hidden. That’s great.”
"You are smart, kid..."
It turned out that Sima Tian had already arrived before Ling Cang came. After Sikong You knew that he would not kill Ling Cang for the time being, he begged him to wait in the house for a while. He wanted to do one last thing for Ling Cang.
"Since Sima Tian came here, we can't stay in this place any longer." Sikong You ran to the yard and hurriedly packed up the stones and purple sand tea sets: "I want to move."