He's back.

Ah Hai wore a black coat, with an ivory-handled dagger and a Browning pistol hidden at his waist, stepped on the melting ice on the shore of the uncle's sea, and stared at the Taibai Mountain in the sea of flames.

There is a large open area on the top of Taibai Mountain, like a table jutting out of the clouds, at least two thousand meters long. The two saddle-shaped peaks are at the east and west ends, and the glider descends from north to south with little hindrance. The moonlight is bright tonight, and with the fire lit in advance, the airship will hover in mid-air, providing strong illumination, which is equivalent to a natural night taxiing track.

The first glider forced its landing, and there was no danger. The last four landed one after another, and none of them were lost. In the second half of the night, the sea was silent, the ice and snow had not yet melted, and it was as flat as a white mirror. No one came to stop him. The focus of Taibai Mountain's prevention is all on the suspension bridge and pillbox, who would have thought that the divine soldiers would descend from the sky? Ah Hai couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, there were ancient famous generals who boasted of themselves, just like the Mongolian expedition to the west more than 600 years ago, in the lofty mountains of Persia, the Han general Guo Kan who attacked the heavenly garden of Assasin, and the first generation of the Great Venerable Qin Jin of the Craftsman Alliance.

Three hundred soldiers, plus all the weapons and equipment, landed on Taibai Mountain. The weather was dry, the invaders poured gasoline in the air, flames fell from the sky, and the fire took advantage of the wind to burn all over Taibai Mountain in a blink of an eye. The main hall of knowledge was burned in an instant.

Suddenly, a glass fireball burned in front of Ah Hai. He tossed and turned as fast as he could, so that he was not burned to ashes. Ah Hai ordered the people to turn on the searchlight to illuminate the man and beast on the opposite peak.

The man is a long-haired man with long hair and fluttering, with An Lushan's Tang knife on his back and a Russian cross bow on his shoulder; The beast is a young unicorn tomb beast with antlers on its head and scaly armor on its head, shining with golden light. Compared with the difference a few years ago, this man and beast seem to have grown up. Especially the small town tomb beast, its red mane became fuller and fuller, like a young male lion, shooting two glass-colored glances at him.

The third light was a steel arrow, which came from the Russian crossbow in Qin Beiyang's hands.

It's a pity that the distance is hundreds of meters, and there is a sea of uncles in the middle, and Taishi Gongyun "and the crossbow is extreme, and the force can't wear Lu Min; At the end of the storm, the force cannot be bleached. The steel arrow flew in front of Ah Hai's eyes, and he had lost his strength, and with a flick of the dagger, it fell to the ground.

Qin Beiyang was not discouraged, he patted Jiu Se's head. The young Qilin Town Tomb Beast spread its hooves and rushed out, and the glass fireballs burned the soldiers who dared to resist. The bullets of the Maxim machine gun could not help it. Jiu Colors rushed through the sea of uncles and gliders, the antlers on the top of their heads grew into towering trees, each fork was like Zhang Yide's Zhangba snake spear, carrying one or two corpses. The brave and combative soldiers, when they saw such a monster, were all frightened.

Ah Hai continued to stand still.

A large group of tomb beasts came up from the tombs of the Spring and Autumn Five Tyrants, the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, and the Five Chaos of the Sixteen Kingdoms. This group of tomb beasts that had been imprisoned in the Heavenly and Earthly Palace for decades besieged Qin Beiyang and the Nine Colors. Seeing that they were about to die together, the melodious sound of the guqin sounded overhead. The Tomb Beasts seemed to be pierced by electricity, and they were stunned and did not move.

"Dungeon Road" has a word about the tomb beast of the town, which is passed on to the Shang Zhou and the pre-Qin, and the sex is happy with the palace Shang Yin law, and the wind is elegant and bamboo.

Qin Beiyang and Jiuse took the opportunity to retreat. But seeing Baxiantai in the moonlight, this man in white clothes sat cross-legged, wearing a ghost mask on his face and stroking a seven-string guqin in his hand.

Ghost mask Li Gaolou.

It turns out that this guqin is the treasure hidden in the burden behind him, and it is also a magic weapon to restrain the tomb beast. Li Gaolou's ten fingers were slender and powerful, and he was engrossed in the piano. The empty strings are like chime bells striking each other, and one person replaces the entire chime band. If you don't look at the mask with blue fangs, you will think that Boya or Zhong Ziqi will be reincarnated, or Ji Kang will go to the execution ground for the second time.

The guqin is a pure Chinese native musical instrument, unlike the erhu, pipa, dulcimer, suona, etc., which were all introduced by the Western Regions or nomads. Legend has it that Fuxi made the qin, and said that Shennong made the qin, which is the most noble among the Chinese musical instruments. The ethereal sound of only seven strings encompasses all living beings, the world, and even all things in the universe, surpassing Bach's organ music in Western churches.

Hundreds of tomb beasts were shocked by the timbre of this Hong Zhong Da Lu, and recovered from their madness to silence. Jiuse did not attack the opponent, but had the demeanor of Wei and Jin, shaking his head and enjoying the charm of the guqin, no matter what he was fighting to the death just now.

In the sea of clouds, the ancient song "Wenwang Cao" fluttered. The guqin originally had five strings, with five elements of alloy, wood, water, fire and earth; Waiying Palace, Shang, Horn, Zheng, Feather five tones. King Wen of Zhou was imprisoned, and he missed his eldest son Bo Yi Kao, and added a string for Wen Xian; King Wu of Zhou, plus a string, is a martial string, collectively known as the Wenwu lyre.

Li Gaolou stroked seven strings with his ten fingers and approached Qishan Zhouyuan three thousand years ago. With the grief and indignation of eating the flesh of his eldest son, King Ji Chang of Zhou Wen interpreted the Fuxi gossip into sixty-four hexagrams and three hundred and eighty-four trigrams, so that there was the later "Zhou Yi"; Then there was Confucius 2,500 years ago, a two-meter-tall oriental giant, riding in an ox cart, leading his disciples, staggering, walking through the Spring and Autumn Period......

Qin Beiyang asked the nine colors to guard under Baxian Terrace. He climbed to the top of the mountain alone and came to the Jiang Ziya Temple. The hostess of Taibai Mountain, her lips and face were blackened, with a smoky and burning color, and there was a little blood and plum blossoms on her body, and it seemed that she had been deeply poisoned.

She covered her lower abdomen with one hand, grabbed her husband's arm with the other, looked at Ah Hai opposite, and muttered, "Brother, we should have killed him a long time ago." ”

"Sister Ayou, there is a mole among us." Qin Beiyang lowered his voice and glanced at her lower abdomen, where his own flesh and bones were being bred, "Think about it, Meng Po has just ascended to heaven, and tonight is the 60th anniversary of Jiazi Festival in Taibai Mountain, and the Korean assassin used Korean ginseng poison to stab, and it is no accident that Ah Hai chose to raid at this juncture." ”

The sound of the guqin in "Wen Wang Cao" was still wafting on the Baxian Terrace, but Qin Beiyang was staring at the ghost mask who was stroking the qin: "Li Gaolou! Why did you show up ten years after your disappearance? You know that Meng Po is dead, you know all the secrets of Taibai Mountain, and you also know how to release the tomb beasts of the Heavenly and Earthly Palace......"

The sound of the guqin is interrupted. Li Gaolou turned his head, his eyes flashed behind the ghost mask, and he said faintly: "Who is the traitor?" ”

Qin Beiyang didn't say a word, picked up the three-foot Tang knife and slashed at him. Li Gaolou stood at the highest point of Baxiantai, with a sea of clouds in the abyss behind him, and there was nowhere to escape. He had no blade in his hand except for a guqin, so he stood with his chest straight like a pine tree, facing the knife of An Lushan's evil spirit.

Just when Tang Dao was about to split Li Gaolou in half, Qin Beiyang hesitated for half a minute, his wrist force was slightly retracted, and as soon as the blade hit the ghost mask, it stopped like an electric switch.

There's an extra crack in the ghost mask.

Under the moonlight of Basendai, the crack of the oni mask was longer than the scar, cracking from the upper right corner of the forehead to the lower left corner of the mouth. Qin Beiyang slowly withdrew the Tang knife. The oni mask splits in half and falls into the snow of Basendai.

Qin Beiyang saw the face behind the ghost mask.

A full face, without any scars and without blood. This is also a perfect face, beautiful, noble, like an ancient Greek sculpture, and like a mural in an ancient tomb of the Tang Dynasty.

Qin Beiyang recognized this face.

He is Li Longsheng.

The last time I saw this face was in Shanghai in the winter of six years ago. Ph.D. in Theoretical Physics from the University of Cambridge, self-proclaimed descendant of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji, and chief scientist of Mozhi Tiangong. This face and ghost mask, like an angel and a devil, are at opposite ends of the spectrum.

"It turned out to be you......" Qin Beiyang inserted the Tang knife back into his back, "No wonder, you speak in such a similar tone." ”

Li Longsheng, or rather, Li Gaolou, raised his hand to cover his face that had lost his ghost mask, trembling like a swing, like a big girl who was stripped naked in an instant.

"Yes, it's me, wearing a ghost mask, I am Li Gaolou, the descendant of Li Chunfeng of the Tang Dynasty; Take off the ghost mask, I am Li Longsheng, the descendant of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji. Li Longsheng put down his hands and exposed his face generously, with a blood mark on his forehead. If Qin Beiyang's strength was a little more than half a point, his head would have become two halves, "But I'm not a traitor." ”

Qin Beiyang approached step by step, and Tang Dao re-aimed at his eyebrows: "Then tell me, who is the traitor?" ”

Li Longsheng looked behind him and said, "Beiyang, think about it, in today's celebration, we searched all the assassins and checked the congratulatory gifts they carried, why did we miss Korean ginseng alone?" Although it is impossible to prevent the poison mixed with Korean ginseng, if you pierce it with a silver needle, you can find that there are many assassins on Taibai Mountain who are proficient in this way, why not think of it? Who, exactly, was in charge of inspecting the North Korean Assassin gifts tonight? ”

"Who's ......?"

Qin Beiyang looked back at the poisoned Ah You, there were two people around her who were protecting her, one was Lao Jin and the other was Zhongshan.

Old Kim, today is the congratulatory gift he is in charge of inspecting all the Assassin Alliance, including Korean ginseng.

Lao Jin's eyes jumped slightly......