Gradually, I felt the sound of some deep, long breathing.

This kind of sound is different from the breathing sound of Kusanagi Kan, which is the sound of normal people's breathing, the breath rises from the dantian qi sea, and forms a new and old air exchange with the outside world in the throat, nostrils, and lips, maintaining the body's oxygen inhalation, exhaust and other physiological processes, and now I hear all sounds, but it makes me think of "non-human".

The Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon are "non-human", and their image composition comes from the silent imagination of countless practitioners.

The appearance of the golden-winged roc bird in the painting just now must be some kind of hint.

Bai Wanyang stretched out his hand to remove the seal from the lock.

"Wait!" I whispered to stop.

"How?" Bai Wanyang asked.

"There's a voice in there." I replied in a low voice.

As I approached the wall and pressed my right ear against the door of the safe, I could hear more clearly that there was indeed a breathing sound behind the door.

"What's inside, Miss Jade?" I asked.

This is something left over from the Japanese during World War II, and only the Japanese know best what the situation will be.

"It's the 'Hateful Eight,' and I'm not lying." Jade Fox Zen replied.

"It's not a person, it's not a person inside." I can only say how I feel.

Jade Fox Chan took a deep breath and replied slowly, "Has anyone ever said that the 'Eight Evils' are not human beings in the first place? ”

Bai Wanyang sighed, and gently patted his forehead with his right palm: "Sure enough, sure enough, the general said that anything weird can happen, and you must not have a preconceived attitude." Not human...... Not human...... So what are they? Why lock it with a safe? ”

It suddenly occurred to me that it seemed not the right and wise thing to do at this moment to tear off the seal and open the safe.

"It's not a person, it's the final answer, I can't make up anything else for you, I can only say it here. Well, let me tell you plainly, there are 'Hateful Eight' in the safe, and if you are willing to open this door, the secret will be yours. "Jade Fox Zen has no fear, and it is expected that Bai Wanyang has retreated because of timidity.

Bai Wanyang took a step back, looked the door of the safe up and down, and even squatted down, looking from below, and stretched out his fingertips, carefully touching the contact between the safe and the wall.

"Tell the General that we're in trouble." I say.

Bai Wanyang shook her head: "No, we haven't seen anything, don't bother the general." ”

She was so stubborn that she thought she could command the three armies to solve the problems in the base.

"Let's go, Mr. Long, you can't help with the matter here." Jade Fox Zen said.

Intellectually, I should listen to Jade Fox Zen's words, retreat for the time being, and wait for Bai Wanyang to violently crack the safe. If the Yellow Flower Society wants this secret, they should take it themselves, and no one is obliged to give them more help.

"Okay, I'll go." I also retreated.

Bai Wanyang said sharply: "No, Mr. Long, you must stay here, this is the general's request." ”

Jade Fox Chan shook his head: "Okay, don't mention the name of the general whenever there is a difference of opinion." Standing here, you should have your own thoughts and knowledge, otherwise, you are just a mouthpiece for the general. ”

Bai Wanyang was stunned, frowned and pondered, and was silent for a long time.

In the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragons, they are all "non-human", that is, they include the eight kinds of Shinto monsters, the One Dharma, the Two Dragons, the Three Yakshas, the Four Gandharvas, the Five Asuras, the Six Garudas, the Seven Kinaras, and the Eight Maharajas. It is recorded in many Mahayana Buddhist scriptures that when the Buddha spoke to the bodhisattvas and monks, the eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragon often participated in listening to the Dharma.

The Lotus Sutra: Devadatta Pin once recorded that the eight divisions of the heavenly dragons, human and non-human, all saw the Buddha of the dragon from afar.

When I saw the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird, I thought of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, and the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird is the sixth of the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, "Garuda" refers to the "golden-winged bird god", the wings are covered with all kinds of * treasure colors, and there is a raised wishful bead on the head. This birdsong is sad, feeding on *, and at the end of its life, all kinds of poison accumulate in the body, fly up and down seven times, and fall on the top of the Vajra Wheel Mountain to die. After its body was incinerated, only one heart remained, and it was pure green and glazed.

The rivers and lakes are well known that Yue Fei, the famous anti-gold marshal in the past, is the reincarnation of the "golden-winged Dapeng bird", so its table word is "Pengju".

Historically, Yue Fei was jealous and hateful, and showed no mercy to corrupt officials and corrupt officials, just as the golden-winged Dapeng bird preyed on the poisonous snakes of the world. In the end, Yue Fei's death in the Storm Pavilion was also the result of traitorous ministers and poisonous snakes.

I can't guess the connection between the Hateful Eight and the Golden-winged Roc Bird, but I have a strong premonition that as soon as the door of the safe is opened, there will be a new round of killing.

"Okay, I'll open it." Bai Wanyang said resolutely.

Jade Fox Zen retreated, leaving only Bai Wanyang to stay at the front.

Bai Wanyang pressed her hands on the seal, picked up a corner, and quickly pulled it down.

The seal was made of golden satin, and it was so old that it had decayed, so it was torn into four or five strips of cloth by her rapid tugging.

Bai Wanyang took a breath, shot again, and tore off all the seals.

"Key—no key?" As soon as the seal fell, everyone found at the same time that the hidden locks and open locks on the safe were all false, and the cabinet door had slowly popped open. Therefore, Bai Wanyang's words also became self-talk.

"If something happens, follow me, don't run around, and don't pity the people of the Yellow Flower Society, especially the beauties." Jade Fox Zen said close to my ear.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The mud bodhisattva just crossed the river, how dare he hold it up?" What's in the safe? If you don't say it at the moment, it's too late. ”

Jade Fox Zen's face became extremely grim, and he only said four inexplicable words: "Baby, turn around." ”

The door of the safe opened to 90 degrees, and the inside was clear, it was a package rolled up in white plastic sheeting. The plastic sheeting is translucent, and what appears to be a thick garment rolled inside. Other than that, there is nothing to be doubtful.

Bai Wanyang breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to herself: "It turned out to be ...... A roll of torn clothes? I knew that time could take everything away, and even those famous ninjas who were once in a hundred years would turn into dry bones one day. Well, well, I finally lived up to my mission and lived up to the general's entrustment. ”

"A garment that breathes?" I didn't relax just by looking at the surface like Bai Wanyang.

I felt the breath coming from inside the safe, and the sixth sense would never lie to me.

"Leave the safe and wait half an hour before starting the inspection." I couldn't help it, and reminded Bai Wanyang to pay attention.

"Okay." This time, Bai Wanyang finally gave face and stopped stretching out his hand to the plastic package.

When a space that has been closed for too long is opened, it must wait for the air to enter and circulate normally before touching the contents inside. Otherwise, whether it is a fungal infection in the physical sense or a metaphysical soul shift, it will bring fatal harm to people.

Bai Wanyang stepped back, shrugged and smiled at me: "It's just a package...... Perhaps, the 'Hateful Eight' was originally a nonsense joke. It's just that the Japanese take it too seriously, which makes the whole world nervous, as if the Japanese are hiding some kind of big killing weapon. Of course, even if there is a big killer, how much wind and waves can a small island country in the vast Pacific Ocean set off? ”

She made no secret of her contempt for the Japanese, which inspired me a lot. The hatred of the Yellow Flower Society for the Japanese has far surpassed the gang hostility in modern rivers and lakes, and seems to have a more far-reaching significance.

"How could it be just clothes?" Jade Fox Zen was very frustrated and couldn't help but whisper.

"I'll check it out in a moment." I said it out loud.

Bai Wanyang took out her mobile phone, took a few photos of the things in the safe, and then distributed them through the Internet.

I dragged two chairs and sent them to Jade Fox Zen and Bai Wanyang respectively.

When everyone faces a problem together, what is needed is to fight together with the same enemy, and the most taboo is to fight in their hearts, and then calculate each other.

"Sit down, wait half an hour before you act." I say.

Jade Fox Chan sat down obediently, while Bai Wanyang ordered into his mobile phone: "Order all squads, search for hidden dangers, and don't let go of anything suspicious." ”

"Point out the burial site left by Matsumoto Spring to the Yellow Flower Society, and don't let everyone blow up to the sky, and even the 'Eight Hateful Ones' that you regard as treasures will be destroyed." I told Jade Fox Zen.

Since there is such a decisive factor as the "Eight Hateful Ones" hidden in the base, the threat of Matsumoto Izumi is insignificant. I believe that it is precisely because of the existence of the "Eight Evil" that Jade Fox Chan has always been calm and calmly dealt with the major event of the invasion of the Yellow Flower Society.

"Listen to you." Jade Fox Zen smiled, but did not get up.

"There is no * in the base? Do you know what Matsumoto Izumi did? I couldn't help but ask.

Jade Fox Chan nodded: "Yes, Matsumoto Spring's rebellion is a matter of time. Before arriving here, Tokyo had issued more than a dozen appointments, promoted him seven ranks in a row, and finally gave him a key post in the Ministry of Defense. He remained unmoved and persistently stayed at the base. What he wants is not only the secret of Kusanagi's predecessors, but also the heavenly opportunity of the 'Hateful Eight'. There are such poisonous snakes and beasts on the side of the couch, can you not take precautions in advance? All* and blasting materials have been injected with inert and have been completely rendered ineffective and unable to detonate. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief and tapped my forehead: "Thank you, thank you." ”

"Thank me for what? That's just a way to save your life. Jade Fox Zen said.

I shook my head: "Not for myself, but for Dunhuang thank you." For Jianghu, a big explosion will only kill some of the masters, changing the balance of power in the game of all parties. However, for Dunhuang, the big bang will destroy the ecological balance and bring huge hidden dangers to future development and construction. If you stop Matsumoto Spring's dying blow, you will be able to keep the peaceful life of the people of Dunhuang. ”

In fact, in the values of the heroes, the lives of ordinary people are never in the scope of consideration.

Any long-sleeved master who is good at dancing regards the common people as ants, dust, and dogs, and does not count the harm to the common people at all when calculating the benefits.

In this sense, Zhang Yanghao's "prosperity, the people are bitter; Death, the people suffer" is really apt and cruel.

The short half-hour passed quickly, and there was no movement in the safe, and the base was as calm as water.

I walked over to the safe, carefully reached out, took out the plastic sheeting wrapped in my clothes, and laid it flat on the conference table.

Now, there is nothing in the safe, not even floating dust and cobwebs.

I think it's a little strange, after all, this safe has been closed for decades, and insects and dust are normal, and it can't be so clean. Just like a house, there is a complete difference between cleaning every day and being vacant for decades. Now, the inside of the safe feels like someone is wiping it down every day.

"Nothing else?" Bai Wanyang does not give up.

I stepped aside so as not to block the view of the two of them.

"This ...... Impossible, right? Is it the same thing behind the other seven paintings? Bai Wanyang's eyes were aimed at the painting on the wall next to him.

"Figure out the clothes first, and then make other plans." I say.

If a safe represents a crisis, it's easier to deal with one crisis than to face eight at once.