readx(); Mass graves on the outskirts of Xiaocheng.

Xing Renju knelt in front of the grave that had not even stood a monument and was still overgrown with weeds, and kowtowed. The hill behind him was where Xing Boqiu and Zhang Molu knelt back then.

This is also the reason why Xing Boqiu asked himself to be buried in this place before he died, and did not erect a monument - the flood he caused killed a total of 267 people in Xiaocheng, many of whom were found beyond recognition when their bodies were found, only men and women were known, and names were not known, so there were dozens of nameless graves here.

Xing Boqiu knew that he was not qualified to be buried in the treasure land of feng shui, so he could only let his body be buried in this mass grave with those he killed, which was a kind of atonement, although before his death, he also tried his best to make up for it, but in the end, there were countless people who died because of filial piety.

"Dad, you said before you died, before you die, you will understand what people are doing all their lives, just to come to the world in ignorance, and to leave the world in a down-to-earth manner, it is best to die with ignorance, so that before you breathe, you will not leave regrets." Xing Renju looked at the tomb and said softly, "I have already done what you told me before I was alive, as you expected, Zhang Molu didn't find it at all, and the other Zhangrong chasers didn't find it either, you said that as long as the chasers are dead, there will be no more tragedies, so I will let my children and grandchildren remember this." ”

After saying that, Xing Ren knocked his head three times, got up, and stood there looking around the entire mass grave, and in his eyes, the surrounding graves began to increase exponentially, as if the tombstone of each grave had the name of a cargo chaser written on it.

Thinking of this, Xing Renju finally smiled, turned and strode away, walking into the woods outside the mass grave, where a woman with a child stood waiting.

Xing Renju walked up to the woman, took out a thick diary and handed it over: "Ah Yue, this is my relic, put it away and pass it on." ”

The woman known as Ah Yue shook her head: "I don't want any relics, I want your people, I want you to live, I want you to be the person before, the policeman." ”

Xing Renju didn't explain much, just squatted down, squatted in front of his son, and handed over the log: "Yunzhi, take it, keep it well, except for your son, you can't let anyone see this log of your father, understand?" ”

Xing Yunzhi took it and thought for a long time before nodding and saying, "Dad, Yun Zhi knows, Yun Zhi will definitely do it." ”

"Good boy." Xing Renju smiled, "Also, even if your stepfather treats you well in the future, you can't let him know the existence of this log, Dad has arranged everything for you, and when you reach the age of ten, someone will naturally take you to apprentice, you firmly remember, in front of your master, don't mention this diary of your father." ”

Xing Yunzhi nodded vigorously: "Dad, Yunzhi understands, Dad, why are you leaving?" How good it is for you to stay with me and my mother, didn't you say it before? The happiest thing for people is family reunion. ”

Xing Renju didn't know how to answer, he just touched Xing Yunzhi's head, got up and said to his wife: "Ah Yue, I have already made arrangements, ten days after I leave, someone will help you with my funeral, two years later, a relative will come to the provincial capital to introduce you to a good man, you take Yun Zhi to marry, I have seen that family, it is a business, very rich, you and Yun Zhi's life is definitely not a problem, that man's character is not bad." ”

Ah Yue raised his hand and slapped it fiercely in the face of Xing Renju: "Are you crazy!?" How did you end up like this? How did I fall in love with you in the first place? What did you do to leave me and Yunzhi behind and let me remarry someone else? Are you like your father, all crazy! ”

Xing Renju lowered his head and just said lightly: "Beat me again, because if you don't fight again, you won't be able to fight in the future." ”

Ah Yue raised his hand again, but he never waved it down, and Xing Yunzhi just stepped forward and hugged Xing Renju's waist, without saying a word, just closed his eyes and hugged it.

The three of them stood quietly in the woods, and they didn't know how long it took before Xing Renju pushed Xing Yunzhi away and strode away. When he had taken ten or so steps, he stopped, clutched his baggage, took a deep breath, and as tears fell, he finally said, "I'm sorry for you, and I'm even more sorry for myself." ”

After saying that, Xing Renju left, and from then on, there was no such person as Xing Renju in Xiaocheng.

Ten days after he left, as he arranged, someone came to the door to inform Ah Yue that Xing Renju was dead, drunk and fell into the river and drowned, let Ah Yue identify the body, when Ah Yue went to see it, she found that the corpse was exactly the same as Xing Renju, and she was a little skeptical that Xing Renju was really dead, and this contradictory mood made her really cry like a dead husband.

Xing Yunzhi stood there with a frown, staring blankly at the corpse.

Two years later, a man who claimed to be a distant relative of Xing Renju came to the provincial capital, took the mother and son away, took them to the provincial capital, changed their faces, and introduced them to a widower who was doing business but his wife died.

On the first day of marriage, the man walked into Xing Yunzhi's study, still holding a broken ancient book in his hand.

Xing Yunzhi put down the log left by his father, looked at the man nervously, and then Ah Yue, who was dressed luxuriously, also walked in, stood there expressionlessly, looked at Xing Yunzhi and said, "Yunzhi, from tomorrow onwards, he will be your father, called Dad." ”

Xing Yunzhi looked at Ah Yue, and then looked at the man who was wearing glasses, with a gentle smile on his face, and at first glance, he was from a scholarly family, and he didn't say anything for a long time when he opened his mouth.

When Ah Yue was about to say something, the man took the initiative to step forward and handed the broken ancient book to Xing Yunzhi: "I heard your mother say that you like to read, the first time we met, I didn't have any good gifts for you, this is a "Chinese Miscellaneous Notes" written by folk people, all written on it are folk things, maybe you will like it." ”

Xing Yunzhi hesitated for a moment, took the book, and said thank you in a low voice.

The man smiled, glanced back at Ah Yue, and said, "My name is Qian Wenshan, and I will be your father in the future." ”

Xing Yunzhi frowned: "Do I also want to change my surname?" ”

"Yes." Qian Wenshan nodded seriously, "This is the rule, it is also a coincidence, our Qian family, my generation is the literary generation, and my next generation happens to be the Yunzi generation, you have a cloud in your name, so you only need to change your surname, you don't need to change your name, in the future, you will be called Qian Yunzhi." ”

Xing Yunzhi nodded slowly: "Qian Yunzhi ......"

"Yes." Qian Wenshan looked at him with a smile, "Qian Yunzhi." ”

……

Qian Xiuye woke up from his dream, he was shocked, the broken log book in his hand fell to the ground, he hurriedly leaned over to pick it up, gently blew away the dust that was not actually stained on the surface, and then raised his eyes to look at the tablet placed in the shrine next to him.

The tablet reads "The Spiritual Seat of the Elder of the First Yan Qian", and the side of the seat also reads "Zhiyunzhi".

He was afraid that people would know his relationship with Xing Renju, and he was even more afraid that people would know that he had the log left by Xing Renju, and in the log, he clearly recorded everything that Xing Renju knew about Qimen, and it was precisely because of this log that Qian Xiuye was able to spend decades laying out such an earth-shattering situation.

Qian Xiuye stood there, clutching the journal in his hand, and muttered, "Dad, grandpa and your last wishes, I will definitely fulfill them, they all have to die." ”

As he spoke, Qian Xiuye turned around and looked at Fan Mengdao, who had been kneeling there, "How is it?" How many goers are left on the roster? ”

Fan Meng looked at the list of flowers on his phone: "Not counting the missing ones, the remaining recorded cargo chasers are Zheng Cangqiong, Chen Taidong, Ma Guiyuan, Wu Zi'an, ......"

"Don't forget about Ma Guiyuan and Wu Zi'an, they are already considered dead, and they don't pose any threat to us." Qian Xiuye sat back in his chair with the log, "You continue. ”

After Fan Meng deleted "Ma Guiyuan" and "Wu Zi'an", he said: "Criminal Arts, Zheng Cangqiong, Chen Taidong, Yuan Zhenba, Liu Songyun, Guan Manshan, Ye Xuantong, Qi Guan, Lian Jiuqi, Tang Qianrou, a total of ten people. ”

Qian Xiuye opened his eyes: "There are only ten people left?" Right? ”

Fan Meng said: "Actually, there are still thirty people left, but those twenty people are nominally cargo chasers, but many of them are just passing on their names, in fact, they don't count at all, master, if you want to get rid of the chasers, you don't have to be so troublesome at all, we just find someone to get rid of them one by one." ”

Qian Xiuye said coldly: "Do it? Do you really think that the chaser is so vulnerable? The twenty people you said might be able to do it your way, but what about Zheng Cangqiong, Chen Taidong, Xingshu, and Yuan Zhenba? Do you think they'll be able to do that easily? These people are not idle people, besides, the police have set up a cultural relics investigation department, once it is found that the deceased has something to do with our business, it is a serial murder case, and when the time comes, the matter will be big. ”

Fan Meng paused: "Master, do you mean that our main target is on those ten people?" Leave the other twenty alone? ”

Qian Xiuye said: "Since they are not real chasers, there is no threat to us, as long as they find out, don't care about those twenty people, concentrate on dealing with Zheng Cangqiong and the ten of them, as long as these ten people die, there will be no more chasers in the world." ”

After Qian Xiuye finished speaking, he showed a relieved expression: "I finally got what I wanted." ”

Fan Meng said: "The apprentice will congratulate the master in advance." ”

Qian Xiuye raised his hand and said: "Don't congratulate first, don't say the word so early, after this matter is done, the Cusco company will also disappear, so those who have mastered the company's main secrets have to disappear one by one, these things, I have arranged for the tarsier to do it, and he has basically done it." ”

Fan Meng asked again: "Master, what to do with the tarsiers?" ”

Qian Xiuye said with a smile: "The follow-up plan still needs him and his people, don't move him for the time being, someone is watching him." ”

Fan Meng nodded as if he didn't understand, not realizing that in the sentence "someone is watching him", the "person" refers to the Modui Bridge.

……

Mongolia, no man's land, on the shores of Lake Dada.

The tarsiers drove slowly into the camp of the Ural Khan tribe with more than fifty of his men, and the Modui Bridge sitting on the car did not dare to open or close his eyes, but could only look down at the assault rifle on his legs.

When he opened his eyes, he would see the men, women, and children who had been poisoned in the tribal camp. With your eyes closed, you can clearly feel the car running over the corpses.

Finally, when the car stopped, the tarsier opened the door and stood up, looking around at the corpses lying around, and found that many people were still struggling there.

The tarsier sighed, "This poison doesn't work very well, I thought they were all dead." ”

Mo Duqiao lowered his head and wiped his gun there: "It is indeed a good way to blow the poison here with the wind and poison it in the upper reaches of the river, but it is also easy to implicate other people or animals. ”

"Huh-" The tarsiers squeezed the car door and looked at the Twilight Bridge, "Are you soft-hearted?" Will Mr. Marcus be soft-hearted? Are you kidding? The boss gave an order, saying that he wanted to get rid of everyone in this tribe, and as for the golden eagle tribe on the mountain, it was already all finished, didn't you do it? ”

Mo Duqiao didn't answer, but he understood now, the reason why the remnants of the Bohai Sea suddenly attacked the Golden Eagle Tribe on a large scale was also done by Wu Zi'an on the mountain according to Qian Xiuye's instructions, he wanted to erase all traces of the Cast Iron Immortal, as for those Bohai remnants in Kuhan City, he didn't need to worry at all, because those people had lived there for thousands of years, and they had no contact with the outside world at all, so they had no threat to his plan.

Moreover, Wu Zi'an is also disheartened, he is the same as Ma Guiyuan in the waterhole cave, he is just waiting for death in remorse, but the Golden Eagle Tribe and the Ural Khan Tribe are different, they have the opportunity to contact the outside world, so they must all be eliminated.

All of this was implemented step by step in Qian Xiuye's careful plan.

Seeing that Mo Duqiao didn't answer, the tarsier just snorted coldly, turned around, and found that one of his subordinates was stepping on a struggling person to replenish the gun, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Hey, what are you doing?" Did I let you shoot? ”

The tarsiers stepped forward and slapped the man, then smiled and took the muffler out of his backpack: "In the grassland, the gunfire will travel far away, so you have to install this." ”

While the tarsiers handed the silencer to the man, the other men immediately loaded their weapons with silencers and began to look for those who were not dead to replenish their guns one by one, while the car began to run over the tent, slowly piling up corpses and tents.

After a busy day and a night, the tarsiers finally piled up all the people and belongings of the Ural Khan tribe into five hills, and then poured the gasoline that had been prepared for a long time.

After everything was done, the tarsiers stood in the distance, took out a white phosphorus bomb and handed it to Murwilight: "You are coming?" ”

The moment the white phosphorus bomb exploded, the gasoline was ignited, and in an instant, the "hill" turned into a volcano, and one after another began to burn.

When the five hills littered with corpses burst into flames, the tarsiers danced and cheered like a madman, telling Murray that he felt as if he had regained the feeling he had felt years ago, the feeling of watching other people's lives pass by in his own hands.

Murwilight didn't speak, just stood there and watched as the five volcanoes continued to burn for a day before they gradually died out, the scorched corpses mixed with the strange smell of other things spreading, making people sick.

When Mo Dusk Bridge was about to leave, he saw a white shadow standing on the back of the ridge in the distance, he took out the binoculars, and found that it was Soul Brand, when he was surprised, and subconsciously touched the gun, but found that Soul Brand just stared blankly, and did not bring other wolf herders to come, and did not seem to want to come down for revenge.

yes, why would it want revenge? Right now, aren't they just helping the soul brand to get revenge? But what would Soul Brand do if it knew that Torret had been killed by a tarsier? Will they kill the tarsiers and his men at the cost of the lives of the entire wolf clan, or will they ignore it?

There was no answer, and Murwilight didn't want to know the answer, so he just put his gun away, got into the car, and left the place full of stench and intrigue with the tarsiers.

Sitting in the car, Twilight's body swayed with the bumps of the car, he didn't know where the car was going, maybe it would be hell, right? Yes, it's hell, it must be hell.

Back at the camp, the tarsier called Moduqiao into the tent alone, then picked up the satellite phone and said: "My business is almost done, now the only people in the world who hold the core secrets of Cusco are the boss, me, you three, and the others have been disposed of before I came, the boss said, after these things are done, let me contact him, you are a witness." ”

Mo Duqiao didn't speak, just sat there quietly, but the holster on his waist had been opened, he knew that according to Qian Xiuye's character, a tarsiers like an arrogant and brainless madman, after using it, the usual end was a bullet to send him to hell.

Moreover, the current Mo Duqiao wished to hear Qian Xiuye's order on the phone, and he was so happy to kill this unstoppable madman in front of him.

After the phone was connected, the tarsiers were extremely surprised when they heard Qian Xiuye's voice, but that surprise quickly turned into a smile, he knew very well that Qian Xiuye could reveal his true identity at this time, which meant that he had gained his trust.

After listening for a long time, the tarsier handed the phone to Murray.

After taking the phone, Mo Duqiao endured it, and then said softly, "Master, hello, I'm back." ”

"Excellent! Very good! Very good! Qian Xiuye said three times in a row, and he couldn't suppress the joy in his heart at all, "How is it?" Did you get the bowl? ”

Mo Duqiao said: "I got it, when will I go back to China and hand over the bowl to you?" ”

Qian Xiuye said in a low voice: "Don't worry, wait for my news, as long as I dig out the secret of Helian's family and find the location of Qimen, you will come back with a bowl to help me." ”

Mo Duqiao said again, "Is there anything else I need to deal with?" ”

Mo Duqiao's words hinted at Qian Xiuye, whether to kill the tarsiers, but Qian Xiuye's answer was: "You don't have to do anything, cooperate well with the tarsiers, and the final plan still needs you." ”

Mo Duqiao subconsciously glanced at the tarsiers next to him, and found that he was standing there with his hands behind his back, there was no doubt that he must have a gun in his hand, and he also understood that Qian Xiuye might have ordered the tarsiers to kill himself at some point.

However, Ink Twilight Bridge still has the ultimate trump card, and it is also the only thing he can save his life at this moment.

"Master, I already know the secrets of the Helian family." Mo Duqiao took the phone and said word by word.

Qian Xiuye was taken aback: "How do you know?" ”

A smile appeared on Mo Duqiao's face: "Zheng Cangqiong never knew my identity, but he recommended me to Yu Zhongyuan, who chose me as his successor and told me the secret. ”

Qian Xiuye was silent on the other end of the phone for a long time, and suddenly burst into rampant laughter.