In an old villa on the outskirts of Xi'an, moonlight shines through the window on a brown wooden floor. Zhao Danzhu sat by the window, took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, lit a match and lit his eyes, took a deep breath, frowned, and seemed to see what he saw in the tomb of the ancestor of the Zhao family still affecting him.

The mysterious man stood aside with a glass of red wine and quietly observed Zhao Danzhu's every move, Zhao Danzhu's state will directly affect the progress of this plan, and it is necessary to observe him. Looking at Zhao Danzhu's unyielding appearance, the mysterious man was a little curious about what he saw in Zhao Widow's tomb and how he was afraid of becoming like this.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the villa. The mysterious person and Zhao Danzhu both reacted at the first time: someone is coming.

The iron door of the villa's courtyard was gently pushed open, and the sound of high-heeled shoes on the wooden staircase came from the wooden staircase.

Zhao Danzhu smiled and said, "I'm still a woman." “

Two figures appeared at the top of the stairs, and two women walked up to the mysterious man, knelt on one knee and said, "I've seen my lord." “

The mysterious man smiled strangely and asked, "Zhaoxue, Wen Meiqiu, where have you two been?

Wen Meiqiu returned: "No, it's just that after the mistake of invading the Liu family at that time, we were separated. Later, when he got a new station, he rushed back immediately. “

The mysterious man glanced at Zhao Xue and asked, "Is it the same as what Wen Meiqiu said?"

Zhaoxue, who was hot, nodded and returned: "That's true." “

Zhao Danzhu laughed, revealing a hideous expression, and said, "I think you came back because you couldn't solve that kind of poison." ”

Wen Meiqiu pretended not to know, and asked with a puzzled expression, "What poison?"

The mysterious man waved his hand, sighed, and said helplessly: "There is no poison." It's just that the above has just issued an order, and the two of you have to serve Zhao Danzhu tonight, so you should give him a little reward before the plan starts. ”

Zhao Danzhu smiled proudly, looking at the bumpy figures of the two of them, their delicate and dignified faces, and their minds were already full of imagination. He returned to his room.

Wen Meiqiu and Zhao Xue were stunned, what, serving Zhao Danzhu tonight, what are they? a plaything? or a tool?

Looking at Wen Meiqiu, who was sneering, the mysterious man shook his head, turned around and walked and said, "Don't forget today's mission, this is also equivalent to a punishment for you who want to escape." ”

Zhao Xue looked a little excited, and asked, "Meiqiu, what should we do?"

Wen Meiqiu stood up, with tears in her eyes, and said, "There is only one way." ”

"What's the solution?" Zhao Xue asked eagerly, as if trying to grasp the last straw.

Wen Meiqiu saw that the mysterious people and Zhao Danzhu had entered their rooms, as if they had eaten them, and said with a stubborn smile: "At the moment, we can only find the address of the ancient relics and shake out all the things that those old men have done, I believe that they will definitely have a way to get rid of the poison in our bodies." But you and I are free. ”

Zhao Xue nodded and asked, "It's just where the ancient relics are, where do we know about it?"

Wen Meiqiu said: "Shadow and Li Yimeng must know. ”

The two of them paid attention, jumped out of the window, and fled wildly into the distance.

In the house, Zhao Danzhu had already smoked several cigarettes, and opened the door a little impatiently, seeing that there was no one outside the door, his bloodshot eyes immediately opened angrily.

Zhao Danzhu walked to the door of the mysterious man and pushed the door open. But he was surprised to find that the mysterious man was standing by the window.

Zhao Danzhu asked, "Those two women?"

The mysterious man returned lightly: "It's gone." ”

"You watched them go?"

The mysterious man nodded casually and said, "It's interesting, I'd love to see what the expressions on the faces of a few old men will be when they know that they have run away with two more men this time." ”

Zhao Danzhu sighed, secretly sighing that it was a pity, it was too late. Slamming the door and exiting with a bang.

......

In the city of Xi'an, in the ancient temple of Xiangji Temple, there is a large hall. Master Jikong was sitting at the top of the temple, and he was frowning at this time, the matter of the ghost flute being taken away had been notified to the corresponding families, and the major forces in Xi'an City had sent representatives to the Xiangji Temple.

Lying down, there was a continuous sound of confusion among the group, and the master of Jikong did not speak, and these people were discussing their opinions by themselves.

"Everyone, be quiet first, be quiet first. An old monk standing beside Jikong spoke.

This old monk is the abbot of Xiangji Temple today, and he is also the first disciple of Master Jikong, and his strength is naturally unfathomable.

"It seems that the people of Zhongnan Mountain have not arrived. Someone asked out loud.

Shan Shan replied: "The letter has already been delivered from Zhongnan Mountain, they are making an important seal over there, and now they can't catch up, if something really happens in Xi'an City, they will support it." ”

Liu Jian, the boss of the Liu family, got up and asked: "Master Jikong, everyone present knows that the birth of the ghost flute represents a bloody storm that may be coming, and now we have all rushed to Xiangji Temple to know how you arranged to protect Xi'an City." ”

At this moment, there was a sudden quarrel at the door outside the main hall:

"Why don't you let in, today is the New Year, can't I come to ask for a grandson, I will let in on weekdays, why don't you let in today." Although it's night, it's not all open all night in the New Year, how come the rules have changed just this year. Hey, I said that you are not a little monk, you are really an old woman is easy to deceive!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

With this burst of words, a middle-aged woman walked in menacingly.

A little monk followed her, and Putong suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Master, the disciple really can't stop her." ”

The middle-aged women were a little blindfolded at this time, looking at the people sitting in the main hall, some of them still wearing ancient costumes with long hair, and there was a solemn old monk and an old monk standing directly above.

Shanshan walked in front of the middle-aged woman and bowed very politely and said: "Amitabha, donor, the poor monk is the abbot of Xiangji Temple, Shanshan, we are having an important meeting, but what does the donor want to break into the hall?"

The middle-aged woman's attitude was obviously much better, and she said politely: "Eh, there is a meeting, I don't know, I know that I will definitely not come in, ah, you continue, you continue, I will go out, I will go out." ”

Shanshan looked at the little monk and whispered, "I will erase this memory of hers later." ”

The little monk nodded and retreated with the middle-aged woman.

Lonely Mountain stood beside Jikong again. At this time, the old monk Master Jikong stood up and said: "The ghost flute has been stolen, we are now in a passive position, all we can do is to actively take precautions, the poor monk has sent people to other provinces, municipalities and autonomous regions to ask for help, and then the strength of our side will be much stronger, no matter how strong that force is, we have to defend Xi'an City." ”

At this time, an old monk from Qinglong Temple stood up and asked, "Do you need to say hello to the relevant departments?"

The old monk said: "The poor monk has already assigned someone to go, if there is a crisis situation, let the ordinary people withdraw first, we have to defend Xi'an City." ”

......

At the same time, in a residential area where a related unit was staying in Xi'an City, two people with guns stood at the door. They stood straight in the cold wind, wrapped in coats and hats, and their eyes were bright.

There is a railing in front of the community, and at this time, a black car slowly drove over, and the headlights found the entrance of the community from a distance.

The black car stopped in front of the railing, and a middle-aged man with a gun walked over. The window of the black car was slowly lowered, and Jiang Qingjiu was sitting in the back seat of the black car at this time, with a driver and the old monk who was in the red gas array sitting in front of him.

The old monk took out a green document and handed it to the man with the gun, the man reached out and took the document and looked at it, then looked at Jiang Qingjiu and the old monk, then nodded and returned the document to the old monk, withdrew a few steps and made a gesture. The railing was slowly opened, and the black car ignited instantly and drove into the community.

After going around the neighborhood a few times, I finally stopped in front of a bungalow.

The old monk and Jiang Qingjiu got out of the car one after another, and Jiang Qingjiu asked with some curiosity: "What kind of certificate do you have in your hand? Do you still have a position in the system?"

The old monk smiled and waved his hand back: "Not really." After the battle of Ducheng, the suppression of us by the relevant departments has completely ended, and now they are in the same boat with us, and this certificate was issued to representatives in various places not long ago. ”

Jiang Qingjiu nodded It turned out that this was the case, if it was done like this, then the encirclement and suppression back then was nothing. Jiang Qingjiu asked curiously: "Do you know about the encirclement and suppression back then?"

The old monk stopped, looked back at Jiang Qingjiu strangely, and said: "The events of the year have long passed, and the poor monk can only tell you that the encirclement and suppression of the year was not as simple as you imagined, and the relevant departments were not the real leading force in those movements. ”

Jiang Qingjiu followed closely behind the old monk and asked, "Didn't you say that because of the death of that highest-level figure, the organization was dispersed, and we were only encircled and suppressed?"

The old monk sighed and returned: "The death of that big man is indeed the most critical link, but the implication behind that sentence is too wide, and the poor monk and the benefactor can't believe it, don't be obsessed with it." ”

Jiang Qingjiu originally planned to ask something, but judging by the attitude of the old monk, even if he knew something, he would not say it to Master Jikong.

The old monk said, "This is it." “

Then the old monk knocked on the wooden door, and there was a sound of footsteps in the bungalow, and it was a young man in a suit who opened the door. He Lao has been waiting for a long time. ”