"We old guys have followed Qin Wuya for so many years," Mr. Sun said, "but who would have thought that his son would have an unknown opportunity in a place we don't know about."
"That group of strangers that none of us knew was brought in by Qin Shouan as the initiator." Mr. Sun said: "I heard Old Man Qiu say that Qin Shouan informed him and then asked him to inform us, so then
People outside the group probably came here through this method without us even knowing about it."
"but..."
Mr. Sun said: "In that group of people, I still recognized one person."
"Ah?" Sun Wenming asked, "Yes, who is it?"
"That is also an old man. He is very tall, but skinny, and wears a weird mask on his face," Mr. Sun said, "There are many masks, but there is a masker."
"Dad, you said they are!" Sun Wenming said: "The people who overturned mountains and seas!!"
"Um."
Mr. Sun took a deep breath and sighed: "The Qin family is far more terrifying than we imagined."
Qin Shouan hooked up with the most powerful person, what on earth did he want to do?
"At that time, around me, the heads of the twenty-fourth family, including Mr. Shihaogui, Mr. Tang, Mr. Yun, and Mr. Qiu, all had unsightly faces."
Overthrowing mountains and seas, to put it bluntly, they are terrorists.
If the Qintian Prison is considered orthodox and the official government, then Taishanhai is an outright rebel. The situation of the twenty-four clans has changed since they were suppressed and persecuted by the new nobles thousands of years ago.
The group of veteran bloodline demon painters has already declined. If the authorities find out again that they have colluded to bring down the world, there is almost a risk of their family being confiscated and their clan wiped out.
But even though they knew there was such a risk, all the heads of the twenty-four sects, including Mr. Sun, did not choose to leave because they believed that Qin Shouan would specially summon everyone here and there must be something big to announce.
"It turned out that things were just as we imagined." Mr. Sun said: "At the meeting, Qin Shouan said something big that we had never thought of."
Sun Wenming asked: "What is it?"
"It is related to the survival of my twenty-four sects," Mr. Sun said: "The plan to pass on to the next generation!"
"Hiss~~~"
Sun Wenming: "Qin Shouan, are you so big? Then we..."
"Wen Ming, do you know how my Sun family survives?"
"this..."
"My Sun family can be ranked in the twenty-fourth sect, instead of disappearing into history like other ancient inheritances tens of thousands of years ago," Mr. Sun sat there cross-legged, but his tone was quite calm, as if he was explaining.
A fact: "It's not because of how smart or capable my Sun family ancestors are that we can survive, it's just because our ancestors knew how to assess the situation and stand in a good position at the most critical moment!"
"I understand," Sun Wenming said, "Father."
"Yes." Mr. Sun nodded and said, "No one in the Qin family is simple. If Qin Shouan dares to say something blatantly, there must be a reason for him to be so confident."
"To support something, you don't look at the thing itself. No matter how high the success rate of the thing is, if the person doing it is not good, the thing will still fail. On the contrary, although the inheritance plan is unheard of, the person who proposed this plan is Qin Shouan!
Mr. Sun took a deep breath and said, "That's enough."
The Sun family does things differently to people and not to things!
No matter how beautiful your words are, if you are not trustworthy, who will support you?
Mr. Sun had no expectations, but Qin Qixian suddenly abandoned the most important part of his plan and ran away.
"Twenty-four sects passed down the world plan," but who would have thought that at this time, there would be such a surprise waiting for him. If he could see the day described by Qin Shouan in his lifetime, Mr. Sun would die without regrets.
: "It's finally starting..."
"But," Sun Wenming said, "What should Xiaoxiao do?"
"Little..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Sun also showed a trace of hesitation in his eyes: "Some people who achieve great things have to sacrifice some, and that's also..."
Halfway through his words, Mr. Sun himself could no longer speak.
"Dad!" Sun Wenming said, "That's Xiaoxiao, my biological daughter, your biological granddaughter!"
"..."
Mr. Sun was silent for a while. People are not grass and trees. How can they be ruthless? What's more, they are not heroes in the first place. After all, the Sun family cannot compare to Qin Wuya, who can build himself into an invincible monster. Mr. Sun stood up from the futon.
, said: "Now that Bai Ningshuang has exposed everything, there is no need for us old guys to hide it anymore."
"The Qin family must give us an explanation, otherwise, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of these old guys who have followed the Qin family for generations."
"In the next two days," Mr. Sun said, "I will go to Baiquan College in person and ask her."
The human world is an unknown plane, probably the setting of the early years of the Republic of China.
Mr. Qiu investigated the files collected from his family, and finally he found the whereabouts of Lin Xuanjiu. He wanted to investigate the cause of Qin Qixian's death. After quitting a series of things, he used seclusion to
In the name of further study, I came here secretly.
In fact, Mr. Qiu lied to Bai Ningshuang about Qin Qixian's death.
He actually saw it.
In other words, I saw some clues.
Mr. Qiu actually had suspicions about the wounds on Qin Qixian's body. He had seen such wounds before, but Mr. Qiu was not sure, so he wanted to find Lin Xuanjiu, an expert, and ask questions about what happened back then.
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Lin Xuanjiu is a Luo Bai Pu, also known as a widower in ancient times. In Blue Star, such a person is called a forensic doctor, because Luo Bai Pu not only needs to conduct an autopsy, but also needs to find the cause of death and produce evidence.
Therefore, in Qintianjian (the official name of the government), Luobaipu is one of the thirty-six departments of Shanhaiguan, which specializes in managing cases of violent deaths.
Lin Xuanjiu used to be the minister of this department, and he and Qin Qixian were close friends for many years. The relationship between the two was very good. This is why when Qin Qixian died, no one told him, but Lin Xuan was called.
Nine reasons. And the results show that Lin Xuanjiu did indeed help Qin Qixian conceal the cause of death, and even the official bosses like Mr. Qiu and the big shots in charge of classics were deceived. If Qin Xuan hadn't appeared,
He even thought Qin Qixian was still alive!
After hiding it for eleven years, Lin Xuanjiu, a friend, Mr. Qiu felt worthy of Qin Qixian.
"Old sir," a man carrying a load and wearing simple Gebu clothes asked when he saw Mr. Qiu alone, "Are you going up the mountain?"
Look at the time now, it's only around 4 o'clock in the morning. Vendors like them get up early to go to the market, but Mr. Qiu, who seems to have some status, is actually so early and still going up the mountain.
"Yes," Mr. Qiu didn't think about the other person because he was an ordinary person. Instead, he responded cordially: "I went up the mountain to visit an old friend, Lin Xuanjiu, do you know?"
"Lin Xuanjiu?"
The man was stunned for a moment, but at this moment, a middle-aged woman passing by patted him and said, "Uncle Nine!"
"Oh, oh, oh, who did I think? Old gentleman, you are talking about Uncle Jiu," the man said, "He lives on the mountain, and you are Uncle Jiu's friend."
Lin Xuanjiu's popularity seems to be really good. He opened a longevity food store on this mountain, or to be precise, on the mountainside, and also worked part-time to handle weddings for people. However, this world is not as peaceful as Blue Star. Occasionally,
There are also some turbulent ghosts at work. Of course, for a minister-level figure like Lin Xuanjiu, those filth and disasters that are only level 0 and level 1 are just a lot of work. Normally, villagers will deal with this matter.
Find him to solve the problem, and the reward cannot be nothing, but just give him some appropriate meaning.
Anyway, Lin Xuanjiu is not short of money.
'Judging from the attitudes of these people, a godly old guy can still be the treasure of this village and the place,' Mr. Qiu said to himself: 'It seems that he is an easy person to get along with.'
Most of the Luobaipu keep a low profile, and rarely collect corpses in person. At most, the Zhuri Division will file the record in person, and then transfer the matter to the Luobaipu department. The two cooperate, one arrests and the other investigates. For such a person, Mr. Qiu
An academic person would naturally not have anything to do with it, so Mr. Qiu didn't know Lin Xuanjiu, but he had heard of his name. Coupled with the recent investigation, Mr. Qiu was confident that he was Qin Qixian's teacher and adoptive father.
If he asks for his identity, Lin Xuanjiu will definitely tell him the truth.
However, what Mr. Qiu didn't expect was when he reached the mountainside and found the Shouzhuang where Lin Xuanjiu lived in seclusion.
What I saw was a gate hung with white sails.
"What's going on?!"
Mr. Qiu stood at the door, his heart trembling. He had a bad premonition. As Mr. Qiu walked in the door and came to the hall, what he saw was a simple decoration. If this was a birthday party,
Forget about Zhuang's style, the coffin placed directly opposite Mr. Qiu left him completely cold, because there was a person lying in the coffin, and it was his target here this time, Lin Xuanjiu.
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"Lin Xuanjiu?" Mr. Qiu: "This..."
"call!"
"Um?!"
Mr. Qiu suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air, and saw his old body retreating to the side. In front of him, the coffin lid was closed heavily, making a loud "bang" sound.
"Who!"
This is a woman, wearing a blue gown and a black skirt, with disheveled hair, and a pair of beautiful eyes looking at Mr. Qiu calmly: "Are you here to worship?"
"Why did Lin Xuanjiu die?" Mr. Qiu asked, "And who are you?!"
"If you come to worship."
Suddenly, the woman disappeared. When she reappeared, she was behind Mr. Qiu. She picked up a stick of incense, lit it with the fire of the candle, and then handed it to Mr. Qiu: "Let's put some incense on it." 5689