Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 407 As you said, let’s set off for Blackwater City!

The voice calling me to get going was very unfamiliar.

His voice was slightly hoarse, and there was a chill in his words.

The sound didn't seem to come from outside the door.

But it came from the Nine Netherworld!

It seems like it wants to hook away my soul and lead me to the underworld!

This sound is wrong!

My heartstrings suddenly tightened.

He stood up and stared at the door nervously.

Boss Dong and Cui Hao looked at me in surprise.

"What's wrong with you, Shi Tou?" Boss Dong asked as he reached out to touch my forehead.

He placed his palm on my forehead.

He frowned and said, "It's not hot."

"You look very unwell. Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Cui Hao took my right arm.

He said nervously, "Brother, you started to behave abnormally since the ghost-head knife was taken out."

"Why don't you just give up the knife and go to the hospital for a checkup."

I glanced at Boss Dong in confusion.

He turned to look at Cui Hao again.

Both of them looked at me with concern, not seeming to care about the knock at all.

Didn’t they hear the knocking and the voices?

I swallowed hard, stared at the door, and said, "Brother Dong, Haozi, didn't you hear the knock?"

Boss Dong and Cui Hao shook their heads at the same time.

They said in unison: "No."

This makes me even more curious.

How could they not hear it?

Am I hallucinating?

But the knocking sound and the voices are very real!

No, we must open the door and take a look!

I won't give up.

He gently pushed Cui Hao away and walked towards the door.

"Brother..." Cui Hao wanted to stop me, but was held down by Boss Dong.

Boss Dong said softly, "Something must have happened to the stone."

"Let him handle it himself."

I stopped in front of the door and slowly reached out my hand to press on the door handle.

But he didn't immediately press the doorknob to open the door.

Instead, he took a deep breath.

After I prepared myself mentally, I pressed the door handle.

click!

The doorknob turned.

The door was opened a gap of three fingers wide

It allows me to observe the situation outside clearly.

There was no one outside the door.

The corridor was even quieter.

The sound didn't come from outside the door, could it be...

I turned my head and looked at the ghost-head knife.

I had an inexplicable connection with the ghost-head knife in my heart before.

Could there be any connection between this and the voice calling me to get on the road?

Just as I was about to try again with the knife, I saw the clock hand pointed to three o'clock.

It's too late.

I have to go back to Northwestern University as soon as possible to meet up with the driver.

I can only wait for an opportunity to try again on the road.

I picked up the knife cloth that was stained dark reddish-brown with blood and covered the knife neatly with it.

Then close the lid of the box and put the box back into the black bag.

"Brother Dong, I won't say any polite words."

"I'm taking this knife with me."

Boss Dong said with a hint of worry, "Of course you're welcome, but... are you sure it's okay?"

"Although the Killing Blade can ward off evil, the evil spirit it contains can also hurt people."

"Use with caution!"

This reminder is absolutely correct.

The killing blade is really not something that ordinary people can control.

If your own luck and magnetic field cannot suppress the killing blade, you are likely to suffer the consequences.

This is the case with the Nine Dragon Sword mentioned earlier.

The four people who were unable to suppress the violence of the Nine Dragon Sword eventually died.

I picked up the bag and said with a smile, "I won't open it easily."

"You can rest assured."

Boss Dong patted me on the back and said, "I know you know your limits."

"And I asked Uncle Chen what he thought of your fortune."

"Uncle Chen said that you have the right bones, so you will definitely have a tough life."

"Oh, yes."

"He said you'd be in jail around sixty."

"You must keep this in mind."

"It would be best to retire in your 40s or 50s, move your family overseas and live a peaceful life."

I took these words to heart at the time.

He started to whitewash himself in his thirties.

In his forties, he started businesses such as auction houses, galleries, restoration centers, and antique cities.

At the age of fifty, he completely cleansed himself and began to live a semi-retired life.

As a result, when I reached the age calculated by Uncle Chen, I still couldn't escape imprisonment.

Because of greed, I was captured...

After leaving Boss Dong, Cui Hao and I also separated on the road.

He went to find Wang Hu and Shi Nianzi to make preparations.

I went back to Northwestern University to find a driver and took a 212 jeep back to the village to meet up with Huang Ziran.

The car stopped in front of the geological survey team's tent.

Huang Ziran, who was squatting on a ridge smoking, waved at me and said, "Is the work done?"

I walked over carrying the long bag: "It's done."

He glanced at the bag I was carrying.

He smiled and stood up and said, "It's done. Now let's talk business."

"The information you provided has been verified."

"People from the Mongolian Provincial Archaeological Institute said that Professor Zhang did come into contact with the herdsmen who followed Kozlov into Blackwater City."

"In addition, the bureau has also found clues about them."

"Six days ago, a man and two women appeared in Yinchuan holding letters of introduction issued by Northwest University."

I frowned and said, "Yinchuan?"

Huang Ziran raised his eyebrows slightly: "Haven't you seen the map?"

"Yinchuan is the only way to get to Blackwater City."

"From Yinchuan, go north to Bayannur, and then west to Dalaihub Town."

"Blackwater City is more than 30 kilometers south of the town."

"They passed through Yinchuan, they must be going to Blackwater City."

All I was thinking about at that time was Zhang Nan.

I didn't pay any attention to Huang Ziran's nagging.

I thought there was a man and two women, they should be Professor Zhang, Zhang Nan, and the woman who pretended to be Professor Zhang's ex-wife.

Has Professor Zhang fully recovered?

And Zhang Nan, did you suffer or feel wronged on the way?

No, I have to see Zhang Nan quickly!

I was so excited that I pulled Huang Ziran towards the car.

"Captain Huang, let's set off now without delay!"

Huang Ziran looked at me sideways: "Oh, so proactive?"

"But we have to reunite with the team first."

"Team members, let's meet up? Aren't all your people here?" I pointed to the staff working in the fields.

Huang Ziran shook his head and said, “Real team members usually have their own identities.”

"Only when we encounter a mission that requires teamwork will we gather together at a designated location."

They sound pretty special.

In fact, Bureau 749 is a very special unit.

Especially the members of the action team.

He usually travels around the world as a gangster.

This makes it easier to gather information.

There are people from all walks of life in the underworld, and they have heard and seen many more strange things than ordinary people.

On the other hand, it is convenient to hide your identity.

Because people with special abilities are somewhat different from ordinary people, the identity of a Jianghu person can more easily cover up the abnormality.

Yes, that’s right.

The people in the martial arts world mentioned here are not the people in the martial arts world described in martial arts novels.

Instead, it refers to people who are not included in the categories of scholars, farmers, merchants, or artisans, and who make a living by traveling around the country with various skills.

For example, those who perform martial arts to make a living, storytellers and opera singers are all people of the world.

"Drive to Baoji."

The 212 Jeep started moving.

Huang Ziran twisted his body and found a comfortable position.

Then he glanced at the long bag at my feet.

He said meaningfully, "The thing inside is calling you."

"We've got a long way to go, so just hold that thing and get some sleep."

“Maybe I can see different things in my dreams.”