After hearing the leader's call, Mr. Bao walked behind the screen.
Chen Zhi vaguely saw Mr. Bao standing there talking to the leader in a low voice. They spoke in a low voice, as if they were discussing something. Then the leader reprimanded him sharply, but he did not hear Mr. Bao arguing with the leader.
Although Chen Zhi couldn't hear their conversation clearly, Chen Zhi's intuition told him that the reason why the leader rebuked Master Bao was because of Qin Yueyang.
The atmosphere inside was cold for a while. After a while, Mr. Bao walked out from behind the screen, his face even uglier than before.
At this moment, the leader's old voice was heard from behind the screen, but this time he was even more tired than before.
"Jiang Qing...", the leader often called Chen Zhi this way.
"Thank you for your hard work this time! I'm injured now, so it's not convenient for me to come out to see you for the time being. You can discuss the future matters with Ping'er! He can represent what I mean. I'm old, and sooner or later everything will be done.
Entrusted to you. Remember, we don't have much time, go ahead! I will definitely help you at the last moment."
"Ping'er...",
When the old voice turned to call Master Bao, there was a slight tremor, but it soon turned into a stern tone.
"You go too! Don't let me down again!".
"yes!",
Mr. Bao bowed and answered expressionlessly, then turned around and patted Chen Zhi on the shoulder, "Come with me!".
"Okay!" Chen Zhi agreed and looked back at the screen. He saw a lot of things like intravenous medicine bottles hanging on the bed behind the screen, but he couldn't see clearly.
He always felt that the aura of the leader who looked down on the world from a high position in the past was not as strong as before. He didn't know what happened during this period of time to make this kingly leader so bruised.
After they left the big bedroom, Ji Yang stayed there and did not follow him out. Chen Zhi and Mr. Bao walked in the other direction under the leadership of the old lady's lamp boy.
They walked all the way in the dark, and Chen Zhi soon discovered that the place leading in this direction was very different from the style in Xiqi King City. There was a modern atmosphere everywhere in the corridors, and some Western paintings could even be seen on the walls.
.
After they reached the end, Chen Zhi was faced with a door that opened opposite to the other side. Mr. Bao went over and opened the door, revealing a large room inside.
This is a relatively modern house. It has a duplex structure. The furniture has simple lines. The walls are monochrome wallpaper and the floor is covered with black marble tiles. Everything around it is spotless. There is a black glass coffee table in the middle of the room.
, there is a set of Chinese tea sets on it. The tea leaves in the tea can are very special. They look like crystals and are as bright red as blood. Next to the tea set is a long cloth bag. It is very shabby. I don’t know what is wrapped inside.
thing.
"This is where I rest in the organization," Mr. Bao said calmly, and then pointed to the chair opposite, "Sit down! Wait a moment, and I will show you something."
After Mr. Bao finished speaking, he also sat next to the tea table. He put the bright red tea leaves in the tea bowl into the teapot, then poured the boiling water in, and poured the brewed tea into the tea cup. The tea was still bright red and emitted
The extremely strong smell of blood makes people sick.
"What are these tea leaves? Why are they this color?" Chen Zhi looked at the tea that was as bright as blood and had a bad feeling.
"These are Jian blood crystals. It is said that they were extracted from the last Jian captured by the organization thousands of years ago. They were given to me by the leader." Mr. Bao replied calmly,
"These jade blood crystals can drive away poison. The power of the red medicine is too strong. Some of it still remains in my consciousness. I need to drink these things to get rid of it. I estimate that after a while, it will all be cleared away.
"
After Mr. Bao finished speaking, he continued to drink the hot and bright red tea. He didn't seem to be afraid of the hot water, but he had no intention of continuing to talk.
They were silent for a while, then there was a knock on the door, and a man in black clothes walked in from the door, holding a long black box in his hand and placing it on the table.
"Mr. Bao, this is given to you by the leader~~".
"Well! Go ahead!",
Mr. Bao waved his hand to the man in black, watched him leave the room and close the door, then pushed the box on the table forward, then gently blew the tea in his hand and said to Chen Zhi.
"Do you know what this is?"
When Chen Zhi heard this question, he looked at the box carefully.
It was a long black wooden box over half a meter long, with no openings visible around it. However, judging from the quality of the wood, the black gloss on it was greasy. I felt that it was not painted, but it should be a special kind of black wood.
The wooden box is surrounded by a circle of silver trim, with some exquisite patterns printed on it. But if you look closely, you can find that these patterns are actually a kind of writing. The structure of this kind of writing is very similar to the divine writing, but it is
Not divine writing.
"This thing shouldn't be made by human craftsmen...",
Chen Zhi picked up the box and stroked it with his hands, feeling the cold touch on the wooden box, and continued, "From a historical perspective, this box should be from a long time ago. I'm not very fond of antiques.
I understand, but judging from my eyes, it should be earlier than the Western Zhou Dynasty, right?"
"The age of this thing is secondary, the important thing is the provenance of this thing.",
After Mr. Bao put down his teacup, a rare smile finally appeared on his pale face.
"Look carefully at the writing on this wooden box. It is very similar to divine writing. This is a kind of writing that is older than divine writing. It can also be said to be a special kind of writing that is independent of this world, ghost writing~~".
"You mean..." Chen Zhi immediately realized the origin of this wooden box.
"Yes!" Mr. Bao nodded lightly, "All the words on this wooden box are all written by Yingdu ghosts. This box was brought back from the underworld by Jiang Shang 5,000 years ago.
Last night, we checked the ancient files in the organization's secret room and indeed found the folded ancient scroll you mentioned.
It is recorded in the ancient scrolls that the King of Wu Jifa indeed sent Jiang Shang and others as special envoys to pay special tribute to Pluto in the underworld. Although this history seems incredible now, it is recorded that after receiving the tribute, Pluto no longer
Anger fell on the world, and he gave the black box to Jiang Shang for the next tribute, and allowed Jiang Shang and others to return to Xiqi.
From then on, the black box brought back from the underworld has been kept in the secret room of the Ji family.
"This is really incredible..." Chen Zhi whispered,
"If according to what the goddess Foculun described, Pluto in the underworld is an ancient god, and his status is supreme. Then what kind of rare treasures are there in the world that can make Pluto in Yingdu City open to the Ji family?"
As Chen Zhi spoke, he touched the edges and corners of the wooden box, trying to find an opening to open it. At this moment, he heard Master Bao say,
“This tribute is not a rare treasure, but a human being….
5,000 years ago, King Wu Jifa of Zhou Dynasty selected beautiful demigod women to save the world from the underworld and sent them to the underworld as tribute to Pluto as concubines. These women were all of high status, with demigod blood and royal descendants. They regarded themselves as human beings and princesses.
His identity was sent to the underworld.
According to records, after the tributes were delivered to the capital of Ying, all the envoys who sent the relatives returned safely to the world."