After Zhao Xiuhe finished speaking, Zhao Changqing hung up the phone.
When the beeping sound reached his ears, Wang Jun put down his phone and changed his clothes.
A peaked cap, a plain T-shirt, cargo cropped pants, and casual running shoes. His clothes are uniformly black without any logos.
The panda cub was still making calculations. Wang Jun did not disturb it. He opened the door and walked into the night, walking through the streets and alleys to find Ye Zhen.
The news is too important, and the two of them are not too far apart, so it is better to deliver it in person.
On the way, Wang Jun sent a message by the way, and at the same time called Master Xianyuan and Sun Buwu to gather in the courtyard where Ye Zhen lived.
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The bright moon hung diagonally in the sky, and the quiet moonlight passed through the neon lights and spilled into the elegant courtyard.
The corridor behind the entrance is paved with bluestone slabs, and green vegetation is planted on both sides of the road.
At the end of the road leads to the main house, and when you turn to the right, there is a pavilion.
Beside the pavilion, a clear pool lies quietly in the corner of the courtyard, with pebbles piled around the edges to form an irregular circle.
The breeze blew by, causing ripples on the water's surface, and the reflection of the bright moon being absorbed into the clear spring was slightly distorted, much like the mood of the people in the pavilion.
"The message has been sent, but my old man only replied that he knows."
Sun Buwu held up a special mobile phone produced by Shanhai Design Institute.
Wang Jun glanced at the phone screen and said, "Maybe it's not convenient for the old man to reply now."
Sun Buwu took off his glasses, his pupils glowed golden and red, and said, "Maybe."
He was worried and seemed a little insincere.
At the edge of the pavilion, Cao Qingxun said: "Don't worry, according to Lao Sun's strength, as long as he has an understanding first, he can avoid being tricked."
Ye Zhen said: "A cursed corpse is sitting in the Governor's Mansion of the Western Capital. His body and expression are as if he is alive, always looking to the east."
"After thousands of years, there is only one possibility for such an effect to be achieved. The cursed corpse has at least reached level 6."
"Anyone who uses his or her life aura to perceive the state of a corpse will be bound by the same constraints and enter the state of the living dead, which is neither alive nor dead."
"After Mr. Sun knows this information, it's good that he won't be tricked."
"But why are the Zhao family willing to reveal such important information?"
Wang Jun replied: "Although Zhao Changqing and Zhao Xiuhe didn't say it explicitly, I guess there is something wrong with the strong people within their Zhao family."
Picking up a pebble and throwing it into the pool, he continued:
"Who is the strongest person in the Zhao family? When was the last time he appeared in public?"
Cao Qingxun said: "There is an ancestor of the Zhao family. It is said that he was blessed when he was young, and his body age was permanently fixed at 15 years old. Some people speculate that he may be half-step immortal. He accidentally entered a forbidden place when he was young and got the
The creation left behind by the masters of the Sun Calendar.”
"That one is also a demigod, and he was already a demigod before Mr. Sun became famous." Ye Zhen nodded, "His name is Zhao Jinxian."
"Immortal?" Cao Qingxun shook his head, "That's a shameless old guy who changed the word for himself. At the beginning, his name was Zhao Jinxian. Later he was promoted to level 5, and he has the characteristic of eternal youth. This
He just changed his name. Coincidentally, the entire Zhao family moved to build a new city No. 36, and he was fully promoting this decision."
Wang Jun lowered his eyebrows and leaned against the edge of the pavilion. His right hand was placed naturally on the side of his body. His index finger tapped the marble seat board one after another, "The ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Jinxian..."
After Sun Buwu sent the message, he put down his phone and said, "What? What did you find, Ajun?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhen and Cao Qingxun turned their eyes slightly and looked at Wang Jun.
Wang Jun replied: "If according to what you said, the ancestors of the Zhao family received the inheritance of a strong man in the solar calendar, this inheritance is very different, and it is probably the same as the cave we entered in the wilderness.
From a certain Tiangang Disha."
"One hundred and eight Tiangang Disha, each one of them today, is a powerful person who can single-handedly overwhelm the entire world."
Su Qinjue's voice drifted slowly. She was wearing a moon-white robe and carrying a blue and white porcelain plate, and walked into the pavilion.
A refined teapot and teacup are placed on the porcelain plate, and the amber tea is surrounded by a white heater.
Wang Jun twitched his nose slightly and smelled the aroma of tea like pear blossoms, which filled his mouth and nose, leaving him with endless aftertaste.
"Come on, come on, let's all drink some tea. Tea can calm your mind and help you think."
Su Qinjue smiled and distributed tea.
As guests, Wang Jun, Sun Buwu, and Cao Qingxun were ordered by age and received tea one after another.
On the dinner plate, white smoke rose from the spout of the teapot, and two teacups remained untouched.
Ye Zhen picked up one of the cups and passed it forward, "Honey, thank you for your hard work. You drink first."
"The guests are all here, what are you doing?" Su Qinjue has a plump figure, beautiful appearance, and the charm of a mature woman. A girlish shyness suddenly blooms on her face, creating a huge contrast.
The dog food that fell from the sky poured down like a waterfall, and the three light bulbs present were forced to eat to their fullest, and the power was extremely sufficient.
Cao Qingxun, the eldest, relied on his elders and fought back: "Ahem, cough, cough, you two, pay attention to the impact. The night is not that deep yet, and it is not time for husband and wife to live together."
Sun Buwu had a sullen face and said nothing. No one knew whether he was thinking about selling his mother.
Wang Jun looked at his nose and heart, but the thoughts in his mind were flying wildly.
It's been so long since I've been back, but I haven't contacted Xiaojiu or Sister Qiangwei yet...
His face changed slightly, Wang Jun shook his head to dispel the distracting thoughts, and said silently in his heart: "The holy fire is burning, the holy fire is shining, all my disciples, meow meow meow meow."
Orange cat, civet cat, British shorthair cat...
All kinds of cats appeared in Wang Jun's mind, and he tried his best to eliminate the interference caused by women.
However, the cat in my mind suddenly transformed, its furry claws extended, its fur receded, revealing its fair skin.
The cat's face is also changing, it's just a wandering god, the cat in his mind has turned into Catwoman.
She has an oval face, cat ears, willow eyebrows, erect eyes, plump breasts, slender waist, perky buttocks, slender legs, and a furry tail that can be teased back and forth, making people's hearts beat.
Wu Xincha's flash of inspiration revealed Wang Jun's unexpected price.
At this moment, a flash of inspiration occurred, and the Catwoman in Wang Jun's mind became clearer and clearer.
Su Xiaojiu, Qiangwei (seven forms), Lin Youwei, Ye Su...
Finally, Feng Xiao's face appeared. The scars on her face disappeared for no reason, and her original appearance was very beautiful.
There seemed to be a scanner in Wang Jun's mind. Looking down, he saw plump pectoralis major muscles, chocolate plate-like abdominal muscles, and extremely developed thigh muscles.
A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind again, and the picture turned to her back. Her muscle lines were so clear that she suddenly looked like a ghost face.
It's ferocious and vicious, but it makes people feel safe.
Wang Jun couldn't accept such a Catwoman, his heart thumped suddenly, and he immediately got out of the special state of a flash of inspiration.
Several people were drinking tea and obviously did not notice anything unusual about Wang Jun.
He looked back and forth and saw that there was no abnormal change in the demeanor of the people around him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Jun didn't know why he felt a little guilty, so he lowered his head and drank the tea, the lingering aroma left by his mouth lingering for a long time.
He can feel the specialness of tea, which can indeed clear up the mind, but compared with the effect of Enlightenment Tea, it is still far behind.
At this time, Cao Qingxun said: "Zhao Jinxian has not appeared in public for ten years. My dear disciple, are you suspecting that he has fallen into that special state?"
"There is a certain reason why lv5 extraordinary people are called demigods," Ye Zhen said: "Strictly speaking, except for a very few special weapons and some historical secrets that must not be known to outsiders, every lv5
These are all very important foundations.”
Wang Jun said: "In fact, through reverse thinking, we can easily draw inferences. The Zhao family has been running City No. 36 for many years. It is not an exaggeration to say that the emperor is a local emperor. It seems that there are many forces and plutocrats here, but in fact, the Zhao family has penetrated into all walks of life.
It will be difficult for any force to compete alone in City 36."
"Faced with the cooperation of many chaebols, they must have a solution. Otherwise, other chaebols would not have held back and allowed the Zhao family to continue to grow in City No. 36 over the past many years."
"Today, the situation has changed. The head of the Zhao family did not reveal it clearly. However, when Zhao Xiuhe contacted me through Zhao Changqing and wanted to release the information to Heifengxiang, this act itself was a very clear signal.
"
There was a hint of approval in Cao Qingxun's eyes, and he said deliberately: "What's the signal?"
Wang Jun raised his eyes and said with a smile: "What are the chaebols really afraid of?"
Without waiting for others to answer, he answered his own question: "It's their own survival! Only when their survival is involved, will they be willing to make concessions."
"I believe that among the nine major chaebols in the federation, there are trash with corpses and plain food, but I also believe that the direct descendants of the nine major chaebols can come up in large numbers."
"I believe that the nine major chaebols all know what is behind Black Front Alley."
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, "Yes, they all know it. They are just pretending to be confused. Black Front Alley is a representative of the red flag erected in front of everyone."
Wang Jun smiled, "So, when will the chaebol be willing to reveal its key information to Chiqi?"
Cao Qingxun smiled and nodded slightly:
"Once huge interests are involved, the most terrifying opponent of the chaebol will always be the chaebol."
"Each chaebol is well aware of the other's wealth. Their daily plundering of civilians is just the basis for maintaining their own rule."
"If you want to increase your own heritage, there are two quickest ways. One is to explore history and find ancient and glorious civilization heritage, and the other is to plunder other plutocrats."
Wang Jun exhaled and recited softly: "The way of heaven is to make up for the excess when there is more damage. The way of man is to make up for the excess when there is more than enough damage."
The words of a saint, no matter which era or world they are placed in, will immediately attract the attention of others and shock their hearts.
Sun Buwu, Ye Zhen, Su Qinjue, and Cao Qingxun all locked lips and waited for Wang Jun's next words.
Raising his index finger, Wang Jun said: "When a chaebol exposes its weaknesses, other chaebols are the biggest sharks and come over smelling blood."
"Now that the Zhao family has lost its most important foundation, they dare not trust any force rashly."
"At this time, the head of the Zhao family has only two choices."
"Either sit back and wait for the other eight chaebols to take over the Zhao family."
"Either you try once, muddy the water, and find a chance to win in the chaos."
"This is an extremely simple multiple-choice question. Even a three-year-old child would not be able to do it wrong."
In a corner of the courtyard, there are three loquat trees planted, with dense branches and leaves, and the pavilions are like canopies.
The night wind blows and the treetops sway gently, like a naughty child graffitiing a canvas called Void.
Cao Qingxun put his hands behind his back, stepped out of the pavilion, and said with a calm smile: "Good disciple, good disciple, what should I do as a teacher?"
Analyzing the mysteries of runes and studying the corpses of ancient powerful men, both tasks require the participation of the principal of Wanling University.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Wang Jun shouted: "City No. 36 is about to be in chaos. What is needed most now is to hold back these demigods. As long as multiple demigods stay in the lost city 'Xidu' below the city, the major chaebols will not
He rashly started a war."
"No one would think that they can face the battle between multiple demigods. The aftermath of the battle is not something that normal humans can bear."
Cao Qingxun did not look back, rolled his eyes, and secretly cursed in his heart: "This apprentice is good at everything, but he is too smart."
Wang Jun saw through that Cao Qingxun understood but did not fully understand, so he directly stated the true meaning.
Suddenly, Cao Qingxun stopped, turned around and raised his cell phone.
"Old ghost Qin has also been invited. It's a bit difficult to delay the time now."
Wang Jun asked: "Why?"
Cao Qingxun sighed, "Qin Guizhen has always refused to admit defeat. He is the kind of person who you go to play games with. He clearly agrees to only play three sets, but there will be two wins in three sets. As long as you get two wins,
If you are a winner in his eyes, he will never be willing to leave. Instead, he will have to add extra time, extra time, and extra time."
"Master, don't worry," Wang Jun shook his head, "Mr. Qin studies ancient characters, not corpses."
"Hey, we are afraid that he will go astray in his eagerness to win."
"That's easy to handle. Just use the friendship from last time to blackmail him. He is considered a member of Chiqi anyway. Wouldn't it be more realistic if the two of you act together in a play?"
"It seems... feasible." Cao Qingxun held his right elbow with his left hand and rubbed the soft stubble on his chin with the palm of his right hand.
Looking at his apprentice from a distance, he thought in his heart: "Old ghost Qin couldn't solve the rune last time, so it's up to me and my precious apprentice. This time? It's even more hopeless!"
With a smile on his face, Cao Qingxun turned around with a flick of his sleeves and disappeared into the night with a step that he didn't recognize.
Ye Zhen suddenly said: "The lost city of 'Western Capital' has been the center of attention of many forces, and now there are many demigods stationed there. Now is the time for us to do other things."
"Is there anything else?" Sun Buwu frowned slightly.
Ye Zhendao: "There is a traitor in Black Edge Alley, among the Twelve Blades. I hope you two can help investigate."
Sun Buwu muttered: "Okay, who is the target of my investigation?"
"If you don't like being responsible for familiar people, then I'll find a few less familiar ones for you."
Ye Zhen handed over a chip, the kind that can be viewed by clicking on it.
Sun Buwu silently took it, smiled at Wang Jun, then shrunk to an inch and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, there were only three people left in the pavilion.
Ye Zhen's expression was surprisingly solemn and he said: "Ajun, I hope you can help investigate Qiangwei. Her ability is very special. One person is equal to seven people, so you only need to be responsible for him."
Wang Jun shook his head, with doubts hidden in his eyes, "I have only joined Black Front Alley for the shortest time. You want me to investigate the traitor?"
Ye Zhen didn't speak, and Su Qinjue said instead: "To be honest, Qiangwei is different from others. She doesn't like to interact with others. In Black Front Alley, apart from A Zhen and me, she is the same as everyone else."
Nodding acquaintance."
Ye Zhen nodded slightly, emphasized his tone, and added: "Ajun, you are different. You are like a special case. Her relationship with you is obviously closer."