Chapter 91 Reunion

Using a piece of rare wood for 300 years to create this fake, Yamamoto Ganglie cursed the two children, the yellow finch and the king cannon, the two bastards, who are really willing to spend their blood.

But if he knew that Huang Que and Wang Pao didn't know, he would be even more depressed.

I worked hard to go to China, and so many people died. I didn't expect that what I got in the end was a fake.

Yamamoto Ganglie secretly blamed himself for being too careless. What a divine thing is the ghost axe treasure box? How can the yellow finch and others give it to him so easily? These two kids are really cruel enough to give themselves a fake and let the Chinese people come to chase and kill him. Now, everyone still thinks that the real box is in their own hands. Go up.

To use an old Chinese saying, this is called losing the lady and losing the army.

Yamamoto's face was gloomy.

When everyone looked at Yamamoto's face, they were a little pitiful.

Especially Fujitakawa, this guy is even more gloating. He quietly came to Yamamoto's side and said painlessly, "Elder Yamamoto, I heard that three ninjas died in this trip to China. Sometimes, I really feel sorry for them."

Yamamoto gritted his teeth and didn't say anything. For this box, too many people died, but in the end, he got a fake, which was really a very depressing and painful thing.

However, there are still people who sprinkle salt on the wound at this time.

"Sao Fujita, you won't understand the strength of those people in China." Yamamoto Ganglie said coldly that if the box was real at this time, he might still be tit-for-tat, but now, Yamamoto Ganglie understands that he is in a weak position. Even those who are conservatives like him are probably embarrassed to help, because Yamamoto Ganglie did not make contributions at all this time.

"China people, haha..."

Fujitagawa laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Yamamoto was furious in his heart.

Fujitakawa snorted coldly, "Senior Yamamoto, to be honest, I, Fujitakawa, have never been in favor of making four pieces of precious jade. I still say that. Our Empire of Japan, whether in technology or military, is far stronger than that group of soldiers, let alone the so-called people in China. It's west."

"Seventy years ago, the army was folded in their hands!" Yamamoto told a fact.

Seventy years ago, Heishi Noda and many Japanese troops were fiercely attacked by Bamen Juyi.

Fujitakawa also knows about this.

Listening to Yamamoto Ganglie talk about these things, Fujita Kawa suddenly clenched his fist, looked at him, and said fiercely, "Senior Yamamoto, since you said so, I will respect you seniors once. Didn't you say that capturing China's four pieces of precious jade is good for our Japanese Empire? OK, I'll take the real box back and show it to you. When the real box falls into our hands, I'd like to see how you can play its role. Don't blame Fujitakawa for speaking directly. If you can't do something for the Japanese Empire with the help of the things in that box, don't always do it in the future. Some meaningless things, technology, army, that is the foundation of the Japanese Empire.

In Fujitakawa's view, it's easy to seize the so-called ghost axe treasure box.

Yamamoto's anger in Ganglie's heart has risen to the extreme. Seeing this, he also frowned suddenly. "C. Colonel Fujita, for these four precious jades, our Japanese Empire has been deployed for more than 70 years, and has also placed a large number of espionage personnel in China. It's not as simple as you think. If you really If you can get the ghost axe treasure box, I, Yamamoto, will obey you in the future, and the ninja of my Yamamoto Martial Arts Museum will also let you dispatch you at will. How about that?

"Very good! It's a deal!"

Fujitagawa said fiercely that he looked down on these conservative styles, but he still appreciated the ninjas of Yamamoto Martial Arts Museum. You know, the ninjas trained by Yamamoto will definitely be first-class warriors.

Fujitakawa doesn't care about the treasure box, but he is a little itchy at this time.

If you take a generation of masters like Yamamoto, you will take your power in Japan to the next level.

Innovators also began to have the idea of four pieces of precious jade, which surprised many people. However, everyone was very interested in the gamble between Fujitagawa and Yamamoto.

Yamamoto Ganglie has been glorious all his life. Even in the matter of the ghost axe treasure box, he fell miserably. Not only did his two good disciples die, but also three of the four ninjas who were painstakingly trained died, as well as those carefully trained espionage personnel, which was even more a loss.

Yamamoto swore that in his lifetime, he must get a real ghost axe treasure box. If there is such a day, he will not mind obeying Fujita River in the future.

Some people always like to drill the tip of the bull's horns. Yamamoto Ganglie is like this at this moment. It's unpleasant to say. This time, he is really dizzy by the yellow finch and Wang Pao, and there is a smell of breaking through the south wall endlessly.

Murong Lang got the bank card given by his sister and went home happily. Murong Qing really lived in Qingcheng. In her words, this choice could not be wrong.

The ancient city of Qingcheng is very charming, which makes Murong Qing full of interest. However, what she is most looking forward to is to see the ghost axe treasure box. She wants to crack the mechanism of the ghost axe treasure box. In this way, it can also be regarded as fulfilling her grandmother's unfulfilled wish. Of course, in addition to these In addition, she wants to find the current descendants of the old Lin family through the box.

Lin Houtian and Murong Feixue were a couple that everyone was optimistic about, but in the end they couldn't be together. This is also the biggest doubt in Murong Qing's heart. She once asked her grandmother, but unfortunately, Murong Feixue didn't say anything.

Wander around the ancient city of the city and go to October Feng to have a seat when you have nothing to do. For Murong Qing, this kind of life is relatively pleasant. She has always been an optimist. Of course, she has a good family background, and she never knows what it's like to be short of money.

In the living room of October Maple, the yellow finch sat opposite Murong Feixue, and Wang Pao went to the bank of the Li River. During this period, the wind was calm, and everyone was in a much better mood. There was nothing to do. Miss Yang Mei even encouraged everyone to go to the green mountains and rivers all over the country.

"Murong Qing, are you really not going home?" The yellow finch looked at Murong Qing and asked with a smile.

Murong Qing has also been familiar with the yellow finch during this period. She has also followed the yellow finch to the bank of the Lijiang River several times. She was also very happy to learn that the little demon and Yuanyuan Gege were actually the descendants of Gumen and the magic door. However, when she learned the news of Sun Haihong's death, she was a little sorry. You know, Sun Haihong is more than 70 years old. She made her debut a year ago. If she was still there, Murong Qing really wanted to ask for some information about her grandmother and Lin Houtian. Unfortunately, there are no old heroes left now 70 years ago.

"What? Are you kicking me away?" Murong Qing picked up a cup of tea and joked, "I didn't eat yours. Do you think I drank October Maple's tea when you come to your store?"

"I don't mean that!" The yellow finch quickly said, "I just think you are too idle. In fact, I know what you think. You think the ghost axe treasure box should appear in the city, right?"

"Don't you think so?" Murong Qing asked a rhetorical question.

The yellow finch picked up the cup and took a sip of tea. "I don't know. I hope it will appear as soon as possible. Think about it, my second uncle has been missing for a long time."

"Do you believe in intuition?" Murong Qing continued to ask.

"Directly?"

"Yes, it's intuition. My intuition is that if the ghost axe treasure box doesn't appear, if it really wants to appear, it will definitely be hooked to you. Therefore, if I stay in Qingcheng, I can get the news as soon as possible."

"Do you think of me like this?" The yellow finch smiled.

Murong Qing curled her lips and said with a smile on her face, "Flies are most attracted by two things. One is honey, and the other is what I don't need to say, right?"

The yellow finch's face is a little white. This woman can't be smoothed out.

The women of the Murong family are born with the posture of a queen. No wonder Murong Lang said that the women of the Murong family are very domineering.

"Well, well, you don't have to look at me. Your second uncle's disappearance is also related to the ghost axe treasure box. Your uncle also seems to have some problems. Yellow finch, you believe my intuition that this box won't last long, and it will appear one day." Murong Qing said confidently.

"I hope so! I don't want to wait all my life."

For a lifetime, for a lifetime, Huang Hailin died a long time ago. This is the last thing the yellow finch wants to see.

"Actually, you don't need to be as anxious as you think!" Murong Qing's face became serious and said word by word, "Your second uncle has been missing for so long. If he is no longer alive now, it is useless for you to think more. If he is still here now, it shows that he has always been a reason for his existence. It is likely that some people just kidnap him and don't want to kill him. We don't need to delve into what the reason is. There will always be a day when the truth comes out, and there will be a ghost axe treasure box. As you said, the person who owns this box finally wants to get the nirvana jade inside, so he can't hold it for a whole life. In that case, he will be better than It's painful not to have a ghost axe treasure box, so he will definitely come to me or the descendants of the Lin family. Now the people in the world are ready to move. As long as there is a trace of news, I believe it will come out.

After saying this, Murong Qing looked at the yellow finch again and said solemnly, "Yellow finch, I'm telling the truth. Maybe you will feel uncomfortable when you hear it, but I just hope you can see the facts clearly. Sad, sad, confused, depressed, these are useless."

The yellow finch nodded vigorously, "In fact, I did have such an idea before I saw you, but after seeing you, you promised to help me, and I felt much more hope. After all, if you can't open that box, no one in the world may be able to crack the ghost axe treasure. It's the mechanism of the box."

Murong Qing shook her head, "In fact, I'm not very sure. I haven't seen a real box. My grandmother said that if I could open that box, I would be very happy under Jiuquan, the ancestor of the Murong family. Who is Lu Ban? He is the originator of the machine door."

The yellow finch knows that Murong Qing is telling the truth, but the person who owns the box will still find Murong Qing. After all, the descendants of the Murong family and the Lin family are the most likely to open the ghost axe treasure box.

The two were talking. At this time, an imported Audi Q3 slowly stopped at the door of October Maple.

A man came down from the top of Q3, and then quickly got to the side of the co-pilot's seat, opened the door of the co-pilot's seat, and got off the car with a woman with a big belly.

The two walked into October Maple step by step.

"Boss, is the boss there?" The woman's face was full of a feeling of happiness.

The yellow finch turned its bald head and was overjoyed, "Sister Zhang Zhuo!"

These two people are Zhang Zhuo and Chen Baofeng, who have been separated from Huang Que for about half a year.

"Little sparrow!" Zhang Zhuo looked at the yellow finch with a smile on his face, and then said in a sister's tone, "You boy, you are thin. Have you been very busy recently?"

"How can it be? If you're not busy, Sister Zhang Zhuo, sit down, sit down, Brother Baofeng, come on, sit down!"

The yellow finch greeted Zhang Zhuo and Chen Baofeng on the sofa, and then filled them with tea.

"Yellow finch, since you have guests, I'll go there first!" Seeing Zhang Zhuo and Chen Baofeng, Murong Qing stood up and was about to leave.

Huang Zan smiled and said, "Murong Qing, don't be busy. Let me introduce you. This is Zhang Zhuo and this is Baofeng. In fact, you two are also very close. Do you know who her grandfather is?"

The yellow finch pointed to Zhang Zhuo and motioned for Murong Qing to guess.

Murong Qing stared at Zhang Zhuo. As a woman of the Murong family, she had heard too much about the eight-door gatherings of righteousness from her grandmother Murong Feixue since she was a child. Therefore, for those legendary figures in that era, she admired and respected them very much. She even dreamed of returning to that era one day to see them. The real eight-door gathering.

Before coming to Qingcheng City, Murong Feixue also knew some people in the world. Unfortunately, these people were too far from Bamen Juyi after all, but after coming to Qingcheng City, it was different. First of all, the first time he saw Wang Pao was the descendant of Wang Beicheng of the old Wang family, which made Murong Qing very surprised. Yan, Mr. Wang Beicheng was known to be able to steal everything in those years, and theft was unparalleled in the world. Coupled with the light skill of stepping on the snow without trace, it has always been a legend in the world.

In addition to Wang Pao, the next three people who met the little demon and Yuanyuan Gege surprised Murong Qing, Gumen, Huanmen, and the direct descendants of those old heroes in those years, which made Murong Qing's heart more excited. Cui Changsuo killed him with the art of poison. Little Japan, Murong Feixue has said it more than a hundred times, and Sun Haihong, the youngest sister of the Magic Gate. Every time she is mentioned, Murong Feixue is a little sorry. When she said that the Eight Men Juyi, the most bitter thing was Sun Haihong, a little girl, disfigured for the great cause of the nation, which is worthy of everyone's respect.

This time, staying in Qingcheng City, in addition to hoping to see the ghost axe treasure box and querying the descendants of the Lin family, the descendants of these eight heroes also touched Murong Qing very much. She still remembers the night when she chatted on the bank of the Li River, this group of people chatted all night, telling the stories of those years, those The story of the legend to the extreme.

"Yellow finch, don't tell me..."

Murong Qing can't believe her eyes. The expectant mother with a big belly in front of her is not also the descendant of the eight heroes, is she?

"Guess..."

The yellow sparrow smiled.

Murong Qing didn't dare to guess casually.

"Okay, little sparrow!" Zhang Zhuo smiled, "Hello, my name is Zhang Zhuo, and my grandfather is Zhang Qingyang!"

"Zhang Qingyang!" Murong Qing was shocked. My good boy, the descendants of the eight families gathered in those years were almost present. It seems that these people gathered in Qingcheng 70 years ago, and seventy years later, their descendants gathered in Qingcheng again. This is really the so-called fate.

"Hello, my name is Murong Qing. My grandmother is Murong Feixue. In those years, they were all comrades-in-arms on the same front!" Murong Qing sat down again and said hello to Zhang Zhuo and Chen Baofeng.

Yellow finch will not introduce to outsiders like this, but Murong Qing is different. These people are all descendants of the eight families, so it is necessary for them to know each other.

Seeing that Zhang Zhuo was chatting with Murong Qing very happily, the yellow finch also handed Chen Baofeng a cigarette. Chen Baofeng, seeing this, took the yellow finch's cigarette, but pulled the yellow finch to the door to smoke.

"Brother Baofeng, I can't see that you are so considerate now?"

Chen Baofeng smiled, and his steady personality was fully exerted on him. He said, "Smoking is harmful to health. I want to quit, but I can't quit, but we can't affect the children in my stomach, can we?"

"Good husband, it was like that at that time!"

Chen Baofeng smiled and said, "Xiao Zhuo is about to give birth, so we have just returned from Australia. During this period, we have traveled to many places in the world. I always feel that it is a kind of happiness to find someone who can stay with you for a lifetime. Little sparrow, you should also find one." With that, Chen Baofeng said secretly, "I'll reveal a secret to you. In fact, the last time you Zhang Zhuo gave you the pendant, I just wanted you to pursue Xiaoyue. The two pendants, together, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, the ends of the earth, the sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, which is a symbol of love."

"Feier?" The yellow finch thought of Feier, the woman who was called the little queen by everyone. He couldn't help blushing, "Brother Baofeng, Fei'er is a superstar of the Uranus. How can I deserve it?"

"You boy, I've always thought you're not afraid of anything. What's wrong with the superstar? After all, she is still a woman. Be brave. You know, in the whole world, you are the only one who risked your life to save Xiaoyue. That's enough!"

The yellow finch smiled and didn't say anything. He really didn't dare to think too much about Fei'er. As for the other girls, raising their eyebrows and little demons, he didn't know who to choose, and maybe no one would have a chance with him.

One of the things that the yellow finch wants most now is to find his second uncle. Before the second uncle finds it, he is really not interested in anything else.

"Brother Baofeng, won't you go back today?" The yellow finch deliberately changed the topic.

Chen Baofeng took a sip of smoke, "Of course, hehe, you, Sister Zhang Zhuo can't wait to come to Qingcheng when she comes back to China, so ah, we are going to blackmail you fiercely tonight."

"All's it!"

The yellow finch walked towards Zhang Zhuo and Murong Qing, "Sister Zhang Zhuo, Murong Qing, we will go to Xiyue Building to have a good meal in the evening, have a good chat for a while, pull up the little demon and others, and have a night talk."

"All's it!"

"Is it appropriate for me to go?" Murong Qing is a little embarrassed. These people are old acquaintances, but what about herself?

The yellow finch took out its mobile phone, dialed Wang Pao's number and said, "Bang family, why are you polite to me?"

After saying that, he walked to the door.

"Hey, Brother Wang Pao, I, you tell Meimei and Xiaoyao, just say that Sister Zhang Zhuo is back. In the evening, yes, Xiyuelou, the round grid are also called, all called, yes, yes, yes, I'll wait for you!"