The letter made it very clear that the incident happened a few years ago, because of a number of mysterious weapons, I was asked to investigate the problem.

Following the instructions of the letter, I was surprised to find that this matter was also related to the mountain master, and this was also his previous job.

When I think of him, I have a lot of things in front of me that can connect them, but it makes me feel uneasy.

This time, only the Bureau of Investigation contacted me, but no letter from another organization came.

The production of those weapons was a secret, so to investigate, we had to start with the first participant, Yamaye.

I've blocked all external information about him, and now that the base has been destroyed, he should have left, so it's not easy to talk to him now!

Thinking of this, I felt at a loss again, but I soon realized that since I couldn't find him, it was better to try other ways.

Through the introduction of the materials, I interviewed several participants of the year, and along this clue, slowly groped for some eyebrows, during which some of the soldiers who were screened out, from their families, I learned that the original intention of establishing this army was to fight against a group of powerful races.

As for Shanye, there is very little news he has gotten, and he has done a good job of secrecy.

However, I have also had a lot of contact with him, so it is not difficult to find out who is involved.

With the information I sorted out, I determined some contents, the approximate time when this branch was established, and what they experienced?

This is kept absolutely confidential, so I was writing the report. It's just a passing mention.

Through the known information, we can deduce the whereabouts of this batch of weapons, their uses, and the final problem.

I thought of many aspects, but they were all denied one by one, and finally hesitated on the identity of the mountain master.

On the fifth day, I went to visit another person, surnamed Zhang, who gave me an important clue.

Based on this clue, I called the mysterious prophet, and the call was brief, but he seemed to know what I was going to ask, but only picked a few that would answer me.

Finally, he added, "Everyone thinks that what he has done is right, but sometimes he still needs to stop, even if he thinks it is right, maybe he will regret it in the future!" ”

After a few perfunctory words, I hung up the phone and looked back to think about whether what I had done was right or wrong, and I had no chance to judge at all.

In the mouth of the prophet, he provided the raw materials for those weapons, but he did not say the source, but later, he found out that the weapons sent were different from what he expected, and the problem was that they were changed in the middle of the way.

With the appearance of this clue, I found the foundry master who took over these weapons back then-Zhou Ye.

He is a famous forger in the rivers and lakes, and it is not difficult to find him, but when he finds his residence, he finds that he is dead.

It was too coincidental for me to believe it, but on second thought, could it be the prophet who arranged it?

However, since he pointed me out this way, there is no need to be like this!

Thinking of this, I called the Prophet again, but it was not through for a long time.

However, the only clue at the moment is here, but the person is dead, and I don't know what to do.

When wandering around, I happened to meet a disciple of Zhou Ye, and while chatting. I heard him vaguely say that Zhou Ye had disappeared for a while, and his disciples guessed that it was to forge a batch of divine weapons to supply a mysterious army.

Although it was just a few small words, I still paid attention to memorizing them, but I didn't dare to ask too quickly, for fear that the other party would be suspicious.

However, from just a few words, it can be seen that he is also very curious about this matter, but there is no clue for a while, so he can't investigate it if he wants to.

Between this back and forth, I got acquainted with this person as an old friend of Mr. Ye, whose surname is Jiang and was born in Tianshui, Gansu.

According to his conjecture, I began to gradually collect clues for him through various channels, but this was not a rough job, I tried for more than half a month, and finally reached a consensus with this person.

Aroused by his curiosity, we investigated together.

Late at night, we quietly sneaked into the deceased's house and found a notebook with a cluttered record of the deceased's experience.

When it comes to the casting of those weapons, there is a mention of an ancient mausoleum, but it is only a few words, perhaps accidental insertions, or connections that only the dead can understand.

However, in the meantime, I found some details, because the notes mentioned a name repeatedly.

This person was also a friend of the deceased, but the correspondence was only through letters, and even the family of the deceased rarely saw that person.

The deceased recorded the weapons on the last few pages of the notebook, and I found some clues from them.

There are many aspects of the content and relationship written above, this kind of weapon is unique in terms of material and process, so no one can produce it in large quantities, and it can never be produced.

There are also many analyses of the material, but the tables seem to be assays on the content of the material, and I can only repeat them for others.

Just below these tables there is a picture, and there is a huge pavilion with many windows that open and close.

But on the lattice, there is a human head drawn with eyes fixed on us.

The look at these lattices was creepy, but we soon discovered another peculiar feature in this notebook.

The "tomb" it refers to has actually appeared in front of our eyes, which is directly related to the weapons in the notebook.

That little brother Jiang guessed that these weapons might have been hidden by the master in that mausoleum, or those forged weapons were made from that "tomb"!

Finally, we looked at the pavilion in the notebook, where was it that should have been buried deep underground?

The words on the paper, at this point, came to an abrupt end, but after that, I didn't see any consequential sentences.

These contents are like the contents of a notebook, a mystery, but based on the contents of the contents, I vaguely guessed the identity of the other person, and some of the contents of the midterm.

This person surnamed Jiang should be Jiang Chenyu, because he once told me that his discovery is not the same as this incomplete.

But what makes us wonder is where the rest went, was it taken by the old clock? But why did he take these?!

It's a warning to him about what has happened in the past, but why didn't he just destroy it and pass it on to someone else.

Also, it is the little flat head, which seems to give very much to these, and what kind of person is it, and what is it going to take from it?

Thinking of this, Qiu Xian and I glanced at each other, and finally put away our things again, but when I took the documents and wanted to ask, I didn't know who to ask.

Looking at the unconscious old Zhong on the bed, I finally handed over the documents to Qiu Xian, these are too dangerous for the current old clock, I can neither store it in the sixth archive, nor hand it over to the official personnel, so giving Qiu Xian is a better choice.

He decided to put the papers in that box, so after one look at the old clock, he turned and left.

I sat on the bed of the old clock, rubbing my temples, recalling the image of the old clock in my heart all along.

But holding the figure, it was too trivial, and I put it together carefully, but I didn't believe this person very much.

As for what was said in that report, my understanding of him came from the mountain master, and that feeling made people feel uneasy, as if I didn't know what to believe at this moment.

Maybe I also need that pair of snake eyes, through which I can see everything around me clearly, and distinguish the true from the false and the direction.

But after Snake Eye was taken away by the old bell, he disappeared, and now he is unconscious again, and he can't ask any questions.

I shook my head, and was about to get up to leave, when I suddenly heard the old bell whisper something, and it was really low, and if it weren't for the silence in the ward, I wouldn't have heard it from him.

Immediately leaning closer, I cautiously asked again, "What did you say?!" ”

When I put my ear to the old clock's mouth, I finally heard him, and he whispered, "No, that person is dangerous!" ”

"What?!" I listened intermittently, but when I continued to ask, the other party was trying to resist something.

"Don't go, look for him, the one who is dead." I couldn't hear the other person's answer, but when I held the sentences, it seemed to be connected.

Who is dead? Is it Zhou Ye? Or is it another person participant, and who is he saying these words to, or is it just unconsciously saying the words in his heart.

I couldn't figure it out, but I was still cautiously asking, all the way around the reports.

But after asking for a long time, there was no result, but he was still repeating the intermittent words, including some of the content of the donkey's lips not matching the horse's mouth.

It's like a mess of yarn that takes a lot of time to figure out what it means.