() "Do you know this thing?" Zhang Qiang handed a bronze medal to the old ghost. The old ghost took it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then said: "I have seen this brand before, but it is a little old. And the front of the brand is
The one engraved on it is a bear, and the one I’ve seen on the front is engraved on an eagle.”
"Is it the same on the opposite side?"
The old ghost nodded: "Same."
"Do you know what these three letters mean?"
"It seems to be the symbol of an ancient race abroad. People in this race have the ability to transform into beasts or giants. Once transformed, their combat power is immediately doubled, so we all call them orcs. They seem to call themselves that too
Yes, but unlike us who think they are dirty and ugly, they consider themselves to be of noble blood, and they all feel good about themselves."
Zhang Qiang glanced at the old ghost and asked, "Have you ever dealt with them?"
"More than thirty years ago, when I was still in Liurenmen, I once went to Xi'an with the sect leader. At that time, other sects also sent people, about five to six hundred people. When we got there,
, we directly fought with a group of orcs. In that battle, although we killed all these beasts, we also suffered heavy casualties, more than a hundred people died..."
"Oh?" Zhang Qiang became interested, "Why are the orcs going to Xi'an? Why do the major factions want to encircle and suppress them?"
"Not long after the country was opened that year, these guys pretended to be a tourist group and went to Xi'an to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses. However, their real purpose was to go to the Qinling Mountains to dig for treasures. They happened to run into people from the Taiyi Sect. When the two sides fought, the Taiyi Sect was defeated.
, so we quickly contacted the major factions for reinforcements, and this happened just like that.”
"What treasure are they digging for?" Zhang Qiang became more and more interested.
The old ghost shook his head: "We don't know what they are looking for. At that time, there were not many people in the major sects who could speak English. And when they met, they would do anything to death. When they wanted to find a beast to ask, they would
There are only corpses left on the ground."
The old ghost's expression was slightly excited when he spoke. Obviously, the fierce battle that year left a deep impression on him. Zhang Qiang sighed and said: "I didn't expect that the major factions would still be so united. I thought they would only be guilty."
Fighting."
"Sigh." The old ghost also sighed, "Although there were still conflicts between various factions at that time, when dealing with foreign enemies, they were unambiguous and went ahead unconditionally. Unlike now, everything has to be discussed over money.
No one wants to suffer a loss. It’s normal to refuse to save someone at the risk of death. If you don’t add insult to injury, you are already very ethical..."
"What happened next? Did the orcs come back for revenge?"
"Retaliation?" The old ghost laughed, "After that battle, they never dared to come to China on a large scale. Occasionally, a few sneaked in, but they were sneaky and did not dare to reveal their true identities."
Seeing Zhang Qiang nodding his head and looking thoughtful, the old ghost asked: "Young Master, how did you get this brand?"
Zhang Qiang glanced at him, and then told him everything that happened at the Secret Mountain Treasure Hunting Conference. After hearing this, the old ghost was shocked! After a long time, he murmured: "Is this the belated revenge of the orcs?
battle?"
Zhang Qiang said nothing.
It would be too simple to explain this incident with just revenge. Because there are so many things involved, revenge may be just one of the factors, or it may not be one at all...
...
In the snow, Fei Qinghe and Hu Meimei were still trudging hard.
Although their route was also heading south, it was not Yekaterinburg. At this time, they were walking through a forest and came to a remote country road. On the side of the road, a black off-road vehicle had just arrived and saw them coming out.
The driver ran over immediately.
"Are you okay?" The driver was a Chinese, in his forties. When he saw the gunshot wound on Hu Meimei's leg, he couldn't help but look panicked.
Fei Qinghe shook his head, helped Hu Meimei into the car, turned to the driver and said, "Let's go."
"Aren't you waiting for the boss?" The driver looked a little surprised.
Fei Qinghe's face was extremely pale, he slowly shook his head and said: "No need to wait..."
The driver seemed to understand something, and his face suddenly turned pale. He got into the car without saying a word, started the engine, and drove all the way south...
After getting in the car, Fei Qinghe and Hu Meimei both closed their eyes and neither of them spoke. Fei Qinghe's hand had been gently stroking his storage ring.
Inside the ring are the ashes of Qiu Langye and his son.
The death of father and son has always appeared in front of Fei Qinghe's eyes, and he still can't believe it is true. When Qiu Langye was around, he always felt that Qimen was invincible. No matter facing the enemy or
Other sects have an indescribable sense of superiority and pride.
But now, this feeling has collapsed.
The master who I had always thought was invincible in the world was actually torn in half alive. This way of death was unacceptable, unspeakable, and even more devastating.
Fei Qinghe now doesn't dare to think about how he should explain to his brothers and explain to his disciples when he goes back. Tell them that the chief sect leader was chopped alive? Don't understand? Who has seen him being chopped in half and hanging there?
Pork? That’s right!
"No! Master can't die in such humiliation. I want to avenge Master! Revenge!" Fei Qinghe opened his eyes suddenly and subconsciously touched his waist with one hand, but he touched Hu Meimei's hand. She was hugging him.
She leaned on his waist and fell asleep with her head on his shoulder. At this time, she opened her eyes slightly, glanced at him, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Fei Qinghe turned his head, looked at Hu Meimei, and said word by word: "You won't forget that person's face?"
Hu Meimei knew who Fei Qinghe was talking about and gently shook her head: "No."
"Help me find him." Fei Qinghe said.
Hu Meimei said nothing, closed her eyes again, and said in a low voice for a long time: "Brother, I don't want to live like this anymore. How about we find a place to spend the rest of our lives quietly?"
The muscles on Fei Qinghe's face twitched slightly, he was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "Master is watching us in the sky..."
Hu Meimei stopped talking. She nodded. After a while, two lines of tears slipped silently from her face...
...
Before five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qiang and others had already arrived at the airport. Unexpectedly, the customs inspected them extremely strictly this time, especially their identity documents, which were verified again and again, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Fortunately, the documents of the three of them were very good, and Yan Yanqiu's Russian communication also played a role, so after more than half an hour of checking, the customs finally let them go.
Zhang Qiang discovered that apart from them, other Chinese people, including people from Asian countries, were subject to strict inspections. He knew that this must be related to the castle incident. It seemed that the Russian government was still chasing people who slipped through the net. He didn’t know who those who broke out were.
