"You have come down from heaven?" Qin Beiyang hugged Lao Jin and Qian Ke, "You saved my life and Guang's life!" ”

He patted the nine-colored and four-winged angels, and the two tomb beasts became pets.

"Brother, how are we going to get out?"

Hikaru Saga clung to him. Qin Beiyang helped her onto the back of the Four-Winged Angel Tomb Beast, and climbed up by himself.

The four-winged angel let out a long roar, fluttered four steel wings, and flew from the prehistoric martyrdom pit 6,000 years ago to the ancient tomb of Luji 1,600 years ago.

For the first time, Light flew on a tomb beast, screaming excitedly, and Qin Beiyang's nose was filled with the fragrance of the Alpine Jungfrau.

Nakayama was waiting for them, and he was surprised to see the owner with burns all over his body. In the corner of the underground palace, Lu Ji's yellow-eared little dog town tomb beast is lying next to the coffin of the loyal dog Huang'er...... Its chest was completely exposed, and the nine colors devoured the spirit stone of the yellow ear.

Qin Beiyang knelt down to the yellow-eared puppy and begged for forgiveness, and the remains of the tomb beast and the bones of the puppy 1,600 years ago returned to the end of time.

The four-winged angel brought Qian Ke, Lao Jin, and Nine Colors up in turn. Lao Jin's baggage had Jin Chuangyao and bandages, and he first treated Qin Beiyang's burns briefly, and then took off his coat with Zhongshan and put it on for his master.

Nine-Colored had two small holes in his shoulder that had been bitten by canine teeth, and Chanco opened the kit and improvisedly applied two iron patches to the town grave beast.

Endure the severe pain of Jin Chuangyao, Qin Beiyang's mind was clear, and he squinted at the fifteen-year-old Japanese girl - what is the real purpose of Ah Hai's play? Get rid of yourself? Or is there something else going on? Why did he kidnap Hikaru Saga and almost burn her?

Is it another bitter ploy? Just like Ah Yu back then?

It's scary to think about! Qin Beiyang knocked on his head, Ah Hai said that he was stupid, isn't it unreasonable!

Before leaving the dungeon, he picked up a lacquer box containing Lu Ji's handwritten notebook, which was titled "Yellow Ear Post" – probably the oldest preserved Chinese character on paper. Compared with the gold mountains and silver seas in other ancient tombs, jade and jade, this small piece of paper that is too thin for tomb thieves to wipe their buttocks is a real priceless treasure......

Rushing out of the cemetery crossing, the sky was already dark, and the tires were burned with wolf smoke. The huge airship controlled by Caproni is still anchored and suspended on the top of Fuquan Mountain.

The cars in the Public Concession Patrol House were missing, leaving four bodies in the same place where they had been parked – Sheriff Hilton and three Indian patrolmen.

All four of them died with their throats cut, and the blood was still warm. When Chanco and the four-winged angel entered the tomb, they were all alive. Qin Beiyang closed Sheriff Hilton's dead eyelids. The sheriff had just pulled out his pistol, but unfortunately it was faster than the dagger.

A few minutes ago, Ah Hai escaped from the underground tomb and happened to bump into Sheriff Hilton and others. He slit the throats of four people with a dagger, took the car, and fled.

Thankfully, the sweaty horse ghost was still there, and the mare saw his master coming out and took the initiative to come up and rub his neck against him.

This place should not be stayed for long. Giuseppe Caproni lowered the soft ladder from the airship, and Chanco climbed into the pod and waved goodbye. The airship lifted anchor and slowly rose, and the four-winged angel suppressed the tomb beast, spreading two pairs of wings and taking off.

Under the moonlit night, airships and flying beasts swept across the sky of the suburbs of Shanghai and headed towards Pudong.

Qin Beiyang stepped on the sweaty horse, grabbed Sagaguang, and let her sit in front of him, and the two shared a pair of saddles. The wind ruffled her hair, and every strand of hair had the fragrance of Jungfraujoch. Qin Beiyang's hair was almost as long as hers, like two canopies of black flames.

Lao Jin and Nakayama stepped on the pale chestnut silver-maned stallion and the chrysanthemum green mare respectively, and followed closely behind the tail of the four-hoofed black horse and the ghost horse.

The town's tomb beast Nine Colors was injured in the shoulder, and his running speed was affected, so he could only jog behind the back of three horses. For the sake of light's safety, Qin Beiyang also deliberately slowed down the sweaty horse, after all, it was not a race in the horse racecourse.

Four people, three horses, and one beast, passed through the dark night in the western suburbs of Shanghai and disappeared.

The light who escaped death, grabbed the black mane of the ghost, rested his head on the shoulder of the "brother", and returned home with another youth......

Late at night, back to the Public Concession. Nanjing Road, lights like day, flowers in the world. Marquis Saga and Mr. Akutagawa waited at the door of the hotel until they finally saw their daughter.

Qin Beiyang took the light down and put it in the arms of the Marquis of Saga. Unexpectedly, Guang broke free from his father's arms and hugged Qin Beiyang's waist from behind, his eyes were hazy with tears. She didn't let go until he cried out for pain from the wound. This scene made both the Marquis and Qin Beiyang very embarrassed. Hikari was dragged back to the hotel room by his father.

Mr. Akutagawa patted him on the shoulder and said, "Mr. Qin, Japanese girls value love and righteousness, and ignore life and death, you have to be careful!" ”

Qin Beiyang, who had been in Japan for nine months, naturally understood the meaning of this sentence, he only bowed his head and said: "In the past two days, please take care of the marquis, please patrol the room and guard the hotel more, just in case." ”

"We'll take a boat back to Japan early tomorrow morning."

"Have a nice trip, farewell!"

He was just about to turn over and get on his horse, when the Marquis of Saga ran out of the hotel, holding a check from the Yokohama Zhengjin Bank, and driving 100,000 oceans: "Mr. Qin, thank you for saving my daughter three times, this little meaning is beyond retribution." ”

Qin Beiyang refused: "I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness the Marquis, I didn't save the light for this." She's a good girl, please give her more freedom. Also, she misses her deceased mother very much, if you have time, please accompany her to her mother's grave. ”

He was embarrassed to say that he actually had a fortune of 500 tons of gold. Qin Beiyang clamped the spurs, sweated and bloody horses and nine colors left Nanjing Road, Lao Jin and Zhongshan followed closely behind, just like the rangers in ancient times, but the vast stage of the sky and the wilderness turned into a neon-lit Shanghai beach.

Marquis Saga, who was proficient in swordsmanship, watched Qin Beiyang's men and horses go away, and said in a low voice: "It turns out that the Chinese also have such heroes!" I seem to have seen Miyamoto Musashi! ”

Back at the inn, Lao Jin and Zhongshan applied ointment to Qin Beiyang's whole body, re-bandaged the bandages, and almost became a mummy.

But instead of resting, he opened the toolbox and repaired the injured Nine Colors with his own hands. Just like when he came to Shanghai at the beginning of that year, he repaired the bullet holes of the tomb beasts in the young Qilin Town on the Dharma Mountain on the sea in Hongkou. Fortunately, the holes of the two canine teeth are not big, and they tossed until the rooster crows in the morning, so that the nine colors have a new look.

Qin Beiyang's eyes were red, and he only rested on the bed for an hour, and then got up and went to the Sixteen Pu Wharf.

At eight o'clock in the morning, he saw the last face of Hikaru Saga.

The little Japanese girl had already boarded the boat, but she didn't expect to see Qin Beiyang again, so she waved to him desperately. He remembered that in the spring of three years ago, when he had escaped from the port of Kobe, Hikari had bid him farewell in this way.

This is the Haneda family's ship, flying the Haneda family crest and sun flag, shining in the rising sun of the Huangpu River.

Looking at the sky and the two suns on the bow of the ship, Qin Beiyang had a certain premonition of fear in his heart.

Looking across the Huangpu River and looking at the wilderness of Lujiazui in Pudong, an airship marked with a copper coin pattern in the round sky was suspended in the air.