Che Zichang inexplicably felt that when negotiating with An Xiaoyu, even if it was a serious transaction, it would make An Xiaoyu turn in an unserious direction. Then you say that if you can't die, you can't die, right? Che Zichang thought so, so he handed over everything to An Xiaoyu to do.

After all, don't you have to trust the allies?

The empire didn't know that the second-level marauders who appeared in Beiyun Province had gone through cultivation to maximize the power of star energy, so the upper echelons of the empire still pinned their hopes on scientific research to restrain star energy, so the Nine Dao Pass became the core of this incident.

Xu He informed An Xiaoyu that the court would immediately send people to the inside of Jiudaoguan, either the people who were born when Ma was born or the subordinates sent by other members who coveted star energy, at this time, An Xiaoyu's Samta and the baby left in Jiudaoguan would obviously become the target of everyone's attention.

He hoped that An Xiaoyu could take advantage of the fact that the people from the court had not yet come over, and transfer Samta and the baby to another place in advance, so as not to be watched by these two important beings and ask to use them for experiments.

An Xiaoyu knew that Xu He didn't have such an idea because Samta or the baby was a living being, he just felt that any experimental individual needed to be well preserved, and if there was no reasonable development environment and development foundation, it could not be used casually.

Of course, An Xiaoyu also understands the attitude of a scientific researcher like him, as long as the interests of both parties do not conflict.

So An Xiaoyu thought for a while and said in the terminal: "Then we will start to transfer at 0:00 tonight, at that time, the streets near Jiudaoguan will have the least number of people, and I will look for you at that time." ”

Xu Hewei was silent for a second, as if thinking about something, and then said, "Okay, I'll wait for you then." ”

The moment he put down the terminal, An Xiaoyu and Xu Hewei on both ends of the phone frowned. Spreading his feelings, he immediately observed that there were four people around him who were peeping at him, and three of them had remote listening devices in their hands, and the remaining one had words in his mouth, obviously a master of lip language, and he probably heard the content of their calls.

An Xiaoyu smiled lightly, did not show any abnormality, and walked forward.

Serenity!

Just on the bustling streets of the imperial capital, in the midst of the noisy crowd in the evening, An Xiaoyu disappeared abruptly, as if it had never appeared.

The four people who monitored An Xiaoyu looked around in a panic, and they all found each other at once, and then their faces changed, they glanced at each other hostilely, quietly hid their figures, returned to the corner where they were before, and went back to contact the big guy above them.

An Xiaoyu watched them leave, slightly, and called Che Zichang on the phone.

After the phone was connected, Che Zichang smiled and said, "What? What else has been forgotten? ”

"There's nothing I've forgotten, but suddenly there's something I need help with, can you lend me some ink?" Then, by the way, I'll go to Wei's house tomorrow. ”

Che Zichang almost put his head on the front seat of the car, covered the telephone receiver, and asked, "What did she say, what do you think?" ”

Dianmo showed a head in the corner of the car, and then nodded in agreement. In his opinion, all the sacrifices made for the gray rope were worth it, not to mention that he couldn't be killed, even if he was going to be killed by Wei Fangyuan, he would agree without hesitation.

So Che Zichang sighed, took away the hand on the terminal, and heard An Xiaoyu ask, "What?" Say hello? ”

"Okay, he said yes, when are you going to do something?"

"It's better now...... Wait a minute, then come to me at eleven o'clock in the evening. An Xiaoyu looked at the figure walking in front of her, and said after a slight stunned.

Che Zichang didn't know what was going on with An Xiaoyu, but he still said: "Okay, at eleven o'clock tonight, I'll ask Dianmo to find you, if you don't disappear, he will definitely find it." ”

An Xiaoyu answered and hung up the phone. Che Zichang looked at the terminal, was slightly distracted, thought for a while and said: "Dianmo, after you send me back to the base in a while, I will go to An Xiaoyu immediately, but if An Xiaoyu is not in danger, she should not come forward when she is doing things." ”

Dianmo's voice sounded in the darkness: "Surveillance? ”

Che Zichang smiled and shook his head: "An Xiaoyu is unpredictable now, who can spy on her?" As soon as you appear, she will definitely find out that you are not surveillance, it can be regarded as the sincerity of the gray rope, and when the time comes, she can also let An Xiaoyu say a few more good words to you, so as not to be beaten too badly. ”

The sound of Dianmo never sounded again, and Che Zichang knew that he had acquiesced, so he didn't speak again, just leaned on the car and sat down, rubbed his eyebrows, closed his eyes and began to think.

An Xiaoyu took the initiative to start the negotiation of the interests of the two parties, which made Che Zichang unexpected, although he had prepared all the links in advance, but now in the rush to face the sudden whitewashing begins, Che Zichang still needs to be cautious.

After all, this is a huge change, and at the same time throwing yourself into the wave of change in the empire, if you are not careful, you will be crushed. Che Zichang closed his eyes as if taking a nap, but his brain fell into deep calculations and was running rapidly.

At this time, An Xiaoyu looked at the person in front of her, a little surprised, couldn't help but be silent, and turned around and walked into an uninhabited alley next to her. And the person also followed An Xiaoyu into the alley, and the two stopped in the depths of the alley and looked at each other.

An Xiaoyu looked at the masked person opposite with great interest, and suddenly thought of Hua Face. But this person's mask is obviously not the same as the flower face, and she is a woman.

But An Xiaoyu's attention is not about this mask, but about the good-looking eyes of this mask.

A pair of beautiful eyes, almost no one needs others to see her whole face, you can see all the emotions in these eyes. And these eyes were looking at An Xiaoyu from the beginning, looking directly at her, telling her that she had something to say.

You must know that An Xiaoyu is still in a peaceful state now, and it stands to reason that no one in the Heavenly Dao can see herself, so why, this person can see herself, and her feelings are not noticed at all, until she walks in front of her, and then she enters An Xiaoyu's perception?

An Xiaoyu and her observed each other, and finally opened their mouths first: "Who are you?" ”

At the moment of speaking, An Xiaoyu relieved her tranquility, and then found that the other party's eyes suddenly lit up, and then she knew that the other party was not able to see herself at all, but just had a feeling that she was in this place.

The masked woman owed slightly, and her voice was also very good, just as beautiful as her eyes, she said: "Someone asked me to write on my behalf, at eight o'clock in the evening, I will ask you to go to the top floor of Zhenjiang Tower to meet." ”

An Xiaoyu wondered: "What kind of tower is Zhenjiang Tower?" How did I not know that there was such a tower in the imperial capital? ”

The other party smiled: "Don't say that His Royal Highness Shaozong doesn't know, I didn't know it at first, but if you search on the map, the location can come out, it is an abandoned monument." ”

An Xiaoyu said: "Search for the location, Zhenjiang Tower." ”

The light screen of the sunspot terminal immediately displays the location and information of Zhenjiang Tower.

It turns out that Zhenjiang Tower is indeed a tower, and it is built on a small island in the center of the river on the largest river in the imperial capital. The construction time is probably at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, when the river in the center of the imperial capital was not in the center of the imperial capital, but in the suburbs of the imperial capital.

This great river used to flood often, causing the residents on both sides of the river to live in poverty, and the powerful people at that time put a treasure of balancing the law of water into the heart of the river, and built Jiangxin Island on the magic weapon to protect it. The function of the Zhenjiang Tower is to open a passage to the bottom of the river, which is used to observe the changes of the magic weapon below to prevent flooding.

Of course, with the advancement of science and technology, the upstream dams and downstream water conservancy projects have fully transformed the river, and basically there will be no more floods. But this tower and the treasure under the tower are still here, commemorating the contribution of the original power to the empire.

For a long time, the Zhenjiang Tower was well preserved until more than 2,500 years ago, a thief stole the treasure from under the Zhenjiang Tower, and brought this treasure to the East China Sea to suppress the Sea Clan, wanting to seize the treasure of the Sea Clan.

As a result, this treasure fell into disrepair for a long time, and it was not something he could control, and it was broken into pieces by the Sea Clan, and since then the Zhenjiang Tower has lost its meaning, and it has been abandoned for more than 2,500 years, and now not many people will know what the name of the tower that is about to collapse is.

An Xiaoyu quickly skimmed through the information, then looked at the masked woman and asked, "Who wants to bring me a message?" Who are you? ”

The masked woman's eyes bent as if she were smiling, and she whispered, "My organization's name is Tinglei, and my code name ......" She reached out and touched a fuchsia rose on top of her white mask and said, "Rose." ”

"Tinglei is a neutral organization of the Empire, founded by historians from many countries in exile before the founding of the Empire. Because the historians were protected by various countries, they were preserved in the war, and later they created the Thunder Listening Organization, which was absolutely neutral, with the intention of recording all the official records of people's livelihood and wilderness, and leaving a wealth of folk materials for the empire. ”

"But you don't have the financial backing, so you need to do a lot of intermediary work to earn money for the event?" An Xiaoyu understood why this person came to her side to bring a message to herself.

Rose nodded: "So, the principle of the intermediary is like this, and it will not reveal any news from both sides, so please forgive Shaozong." ”

An Xiaoyu smiled and didn't care: "I'm more curious, which number one person in the thunder are you listening to, and how did you find me." ”

Rose looked at An Xiaoyu and said: "This is also what the other party meant, the method of discovering His Royal Highness Shaozong was given to me by the other party, which is the reward for bringing the letter this time, and it is also so that Shaozong can go to Zhenjiang Tower to meet him 100%, as for my identity, ......"

She took two steps forward and said softly: "Taishi Ling, who is listening to Lei, is the editor-in-chief in charge of the compilation of historical books. ”

"Then you're the boss who listens to thunder?" An Xiaoyu was a little surprised, and immediately stretched out her hand to Rose: "Disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

Rose gently shook An Xiaoyu's hand, touched it slightly, and said, "Your Royal Highness Shaozong doesn't have to be polite, I believe that in the future, in the new millennium, we will have more and more intersections." I have already brought the news this time, and it is the first time I have met, and here is a gift for His Highness. ”

An Xiaoyu reached out and took one of the scrolls that Rose escaped from her sleeve, her face a little strange. I feel that these people who are engaged in history don't all like those troublesome ancient ways, Jing Santing also often likes to write with pen and paper, and now there is a scroll in his sleeve.

Seeing An Xiaoyu's surprise, Rose nodded slightly and said, "Your Highness, I'm leaving." ”

"Farewell."

An Xiaoyu watched Rose leave the alley, and the next moment her figure appeared on the roof of the building. Just now, when she shook hands, she left a little Divine Soul Mark in Rose's body. She was confident that no one in this world would be able to detect the Divine Soul Imprint of the Divine Path, but she only wanted to be able to detect it quickly the next time she appeared.

Taking advantage of the last rays of the setting sun on the horizon, she opened the scroll that Rose had given her, only to see a painting on the scroll with an inscription on it.

The picture scroll should be remade, and the original version is still in Tinglei's database, but the reproduction is very clear. An Xiaoyu could see that there was a city on the scroll that I didn't know where it was, and it seemed that it should be somewhere before the establishment of the empire.

This is the outskirts of a city, and you can see the smoke of the city in the distance. But in this outskirts of the village, the houses had collapsed, and the ruins were piled on top of each other, as if there was still a fire in the eyes.

A golden glow emanated from the smoke, and a withered arm emerged from the golden light. Looking at this arm, An Xiaoyu inexplicably felt that this arm was not an ordinary person's arm at all, and while marveling at the artist's exquisite floral skills, he also began to wonder who this arm belonged to.

And in the thick smoke and firelight, beyond the golden light, between the ruins, there are many people in short clothes who look like martial cultivators painted on the picture, they are hiding and watching in the ruins, or looking at each other and exchanging eyes, about a dozen people, vivid.

An Xiaoyu then looked at the inscription under the flower scroll.

The inscription said: "In the spring of the sixth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the weather is dry." March has begun, and there is no rain until May 100, and ploughing is difficult. On the twenty-third day of May, it rained heavily, and the party lived on the seventh day, and it was the night wind that shook the top, and the fire fell from the sky and fell in the suburbs of Pancheng. The people thought that heaven and man had fallen, and they worshiped him. From time to time, there are seventeen martial artists, who do not respect ghosts and gods, and enter the body, and get a corpse of a god, and the golden light cannot be looked at directly at at night. The people were slaughtered, and they did not know where the corpses were. ”

An Xiaoyu chewed this passage carefully, it seemed to be just a simple folklore, probably talking about what happened in a dynasty called Youyuan.

In the spring of the sixth year of the first year, the weather was dry, and from March to May, there was not a single rain for a hundred days, and farming became very difficult. On the 23rd of May, it began to rain heavily, and it continued for seven days before it stopped, and on the day it stopped, a strong wind blew and the roofs were lifted, and a flash of fire fell from the sky and fell on the outskirts of a city called Pancheng.

The residents of the suburbs thought that the gods had fallen to the earth, so they respectfully knelt down beside them and worshipped them. But at that time, there were seventeen martial arts cultivators, who did not fear ghosts and gods, and directly entered the fire and smashed out of the deep pit of the ruins, and got the corpse of a god, the corpse exuded a golden light, and the eyes could not look directly.

The inhabitants stepped forward to stop them from taking the corpses away, only to be killed by them, and it is unknown where they took them.

In fact, such folk tales abound, some are true, some are false, An Xiaoyu has also followed Jing Santing to see many stories of many dynasties, most of them are similar.

But since Tinglei took this picture scroll into his own hands, it means that this picture scroll is likely to be painted by the person who listened to Lei, or that the person who listened to Lei knew that this incident was real, so he kept this incident as a historical fact.

If this is true......

An Xiaoyu looked at the hand on the picture for a long time, until the sunset disappeared, the lights were on, there was no light on the roof, and the picture scroll became pitch black, but the divine hand that stretched out from the smoke and dust was slightly emitting a golden light, and the white skin could be seen.

She was taken aback, surprised that there really was a person in this world who drew the way and understood the gods, and at the same time surprised by this hand. She finally recognized this hand, and after the painting on it, it was full of charm, although it was not too clear, but it still retained the original artistic conception of the corpse.

Such a hand is the same as the black-robed and black-faced person that An Xiaoyu once saw at the Shahai base, the same as Duan Jiu, and the same as Bai, with that kind of transcendent and controllable charm.

It's a celestial hand!

In the sixth year of the Yuan Dynasty, the corpse obtained by seventeen warriors in the suburbs of Pancheng was the corpse of the Heavenly Spirit.

So it goes without saying who these seventeen martial artists are.

Origin!

The meeting gift that Rose said was so precious. At the beginning of An Xiaoyu's contact with the origin, she once searched around where the origin came from and how it developed. In the history of the original empire, it is recorded that the origin appeared hundreds of years ago, when someone suddenly obtained the corpse of the heavenly spirit hundreds of years ago.

But no one knows where the leader of the Origin got the body of the Celestial Spirit, and apparently no one knows that the Celestial Spirit's body was found and taken away before the establishment of the Empire.

An Xiaoyu believed that it must be the aura of the Heavenly Spirit that surpassed all living beings that lured these martial artists. If you find a meta-historical record, you can gradually find a clue about the origin and development.

In the night sky, An Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and looked into the distance.