This sentence was like a cold knife piercing Chen Zhi's heart. He had wanted to ask many things for a long time. Why on earth did his uncle Jiang Li dress up as a primary school teacher and go to school to find him? Also, in that useless place?
In the factory, what did his uncle want to say to him, and who killed his uncle later?
The old man sitting on the throne above his head exuded an extremely powerful sense of oppression, making people dare not look up. Chen Zhi summoned up the courage and was about to ask a question, but the old man above him spoke first.
Already.
"Ping'er"
The old man on the throne had a voice like a bell, and he spoke to Master Bao as if he were his own son.
"Has the hidden man been found?
When the old man talked about the hidden person, Chen Zhi knew that he was referring to the mole.
"Not yet," Mr. Bao said calmly, "He hides very deep and works very carefully. We can't find any clues yet, so we can only gradually narrow the scope."
"snort!"
The old man on the throne snorted coldly, raised his legs, and stood up lightly. His movements were very light and flexible. Although he was old, his joints were quick and responsive. Judging from his behavior, he was definitely a person with kung fu skills.
.
"We have been waiting for twenty years, don't be in a hurry, wait slowly for him to act, he will always show clues." The old man on the throne clasped his hands on his chest, looked down, and said unhurriedly.
"There are always some people in this world who are smart and think they can hide it forever, but there is nothing in this world that can never be found. No matter how true they pretend to be, lies will always be lies."
The old man's voice was deafening and full of confidence. He tilted his head and looked down at Chen Zhi and said.
"Today, you are the only one left in the Jiang family. Can you read the divine inscriptions?"
"Okay!" Chen Zhi nodded and replied.
"Very good," the old man on the throne continued, "from today on, you are the clan leader of the Jiang family! I called you here today because your cousin has a last word for you. This is your Jiang family's old tradition.
We Ji family warriors only know how to ride a horse and cross a spear, but we don't understand these reasons.
But for five thousand years, the Jiang family and the Ji family have always been together, dying together, living together, living together, and standing together. They have long been unable to separate. Ji Ling has been staying with you during this time. He is a descendant of our Ji family. You can
Always trust him.
You have to remember..." The old man's voice became sharp at this point.
"From today on, your responsibility is more important than your life. You cannot retreat at any time."
"Oh..., yes!", Chen Zhi was shocked by this tone and agreed.
At this time, the old man above seemed a little tired. He was still sitting on the throne, waved his hands casually, and said to Chen Zhi and Master Bao below, "Go down! Go see your cousin!"
Although the old man's tone was gentle, he had a kind of majesty that made people dare not refute. After hearing what the old man said, Chen Zhi and Mr. Bao left the hall without saying anything more.
After stepping out of the brass gate, Chen Zhi immediately asked Master Bao, "Who is Ji Ling he was talking about just now? Is it a ghost sword?"
Mr. Bao smiled softly and nodded, "Yes! It's the Ghost Sword."
"Ghost Sword is a descendant of the Xiqi Ji family? Royal blood? You can't tell at all!" Chen Zhi said with some disbelief, "I always thought he was a killer trained within the organization!"
"It's not just him," Mr. Bao said in a low voice. "Three of the five red-belt warriors in the organization are descendants of the Ji family. Ghost Sword's bloodline is very noble. He is an uncle and nephew to the leader. The leader is young.
Shihou used to be the chief among the red-belt warriors. The chief red-belt warrior was very powerful and the representative of the strongest force in the organization. The current chief red-belt warrior is the sword-wielding old man you saw under the throne just now, Ji.
foreign".
"Chief Red Belt Warrior? More powerful than the Ghost Sword? How powerful can it be?" Chen Zhi looked at Master Bao and asked.
"Powerful enough to kill gods!" Mr. Bao replied, looking into Chen Zhi's eyes with a smile.
"If he is so powerful, why wasn't he allowed to go to the Tomb of the Sky Fox God? Why did so many people die?" Chen Zhi muttered in his heart, but did not ask aloud.
At this time, the masked old man who had just led them came out from nowhere. Still holding the oil lamp, he said respectfully to Chen Zhi and Mr. Bao: "Two noblemen, please follow me."
Come, I will take you two to the Dafa Temple."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked forward lightly, like a puff of smoke.
"Let's go!" Mr. Bao said with a smile, "Go and see your Jiang family's ancestral hall."
"Actually, my surname is Chen, not really Jiang." Chen Zhi muttered in a low voice, and I don't know if Mr. Bao heard it.
They continued to walk forward and saw a spiral staircase in front of them, all made of solid wood, and the wooden rivet joints were very delicately designed.
They began to walk up the stairs step by step. The masked old man kept lighting the way for them with an oil lamp and asked them to be careful.
"Master Bao, this is not your first time here. You should be familiar with the roads. Do you still need him to lead the way?" Chen Zhi climbed up the stairs and looked at the overly attentive masked old man, feeling uncomfortable all over.
Comfortable.
"You don't understand the organization," Mr. Bao said calmly, "Xiqi Palace is like a big maze. Every path has mysteries. Without these old lamp boys to lead the way, you will never find the direction."
So, they walked upward for who knows how long. Finally, at the top of the stairs, they saw a very wide rooftop. The wind on the rooftop was very strong. Looking down from the rooftop, they could see the entire Xiqi Royal City.
's eyes.
Here Chen Zhicai discovered that all the scenes below were completely another world. The sky and fields were full of desolation, the rivers and trees were withered, and it looked like the end of the world. The remaining clouds on the horizon were swaying in the moonlight.
It looks very unreal.
"Isn't this the legendary alien space?" Chen Zhi was thinking wildly in his mind. He followed the masked old man in front and continued to walk forward. They didn't go far when they saw that it was in the middle of the rooftop.
There is a tall conical tower.
This tower is about thirty-four meters high. It is made of black stones. The stones are carved with dense incantations, and gold water is sealed inside. On the rope above the tower, there are some yellow papers written with divine inscriptions.
It rustled in the wind.
"My lord, please follow me." The masked old man bowed and lit the lamp, and stepped into the stone tower.
Chen Zhi followed the old man into the door of the stone tower. As soon as he entered, he was blinded by the bright light and closed his eyes. He saw that the tower was so bright and colorful that it was difficult to open his eyes.
After Chen Zhi reluctantly adapted to the strong light, he tried to open his eyes and carefully looked at the glowing place in front of him, and was immediately startled.
In the center of the endless light, there was a baby who was less than a month old suspended. His eyes were tightly closed, curled up into a ball, and he was sleeping in the center of the light.