The top of Qin Beiyang's head, three feet above, is the top of the seven-story stone tomb......

The Assassin Ah Hai sat firmly on the highest stone, like a pharaoh above the pyramids, looking out over the snow-covered mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles. As the sun set, the last smear of blood sprinkled on the scar on the right side of his face, just like the bright and dazzling spring night in the German Concession of Tianjin eleven years ago, when it was just scratched by a boy.

He felt the stone move under his ass. The stone was very heavy, like a seal pressed on the top of the tomb. There were people down there, but they couldn't push the stone. Ah Hai didn't greet the assassin father on the fifth floor, and the dehuan behind the tomb, relying on his own strength to move the stone, revealing a narrow gap.

A hand came out.

The hands that crawled out of the tomb, the hands of the living, were covered with dirt and the fingers were thin, like a woman. Ah Hai grabbed the hand and widened the gap distance. He also drew the dagger at his waist, ready to cut the throat of the other party at any time.

Then there was an arm, with a head attached to his shoulders - he was Xiao Mu, a tomb robber who had escaped from the tomb.

Xiao Mu was fished up from the top of the tomb by Ah Hai.

God, it's all dark.

A cold wind blew, and snow seeds were floating on the mountain, and Xiao Mu couldn't help but shiver and saw the scar on the other party's face.

He knelt down in front of Ah Hai: "Long time no see. ”

"Long time no see!" Ah Hai's dagger rested on Xiao Mu's neck, "We have been chasing you for two years, and we just want to kill you." ”

"Don't kill me."

Xiao Mu begged stupidly, pitiful, tears rolling in his eyes.

"On the island, you're trying to kill me."

"Brother Hai, I want to run for my life, there were so many people here at that time, you must have come to kill me. If it were just you, I wouldn't do that. It's been almost three years and I've been thinking about you. ”

The moon rises over the tomb.

The fingers of the young tomb robber were colder than the dead in the ancient tomb, but there was a refreshing intoxication that made Ah Hai's dagger unable to move an inch.

The wind howled at night, and night owls screamed in the mountains and forests, muffling out the conversation.

Xiao Mu said softly: "Brother Ahai, God has eyes, let me crawl out of the ancient tomb, and just happened to bump into you again." Destiny keeps me alive, right? ”

"The people I have killed in my life do not have the hundred and eight generals of "Water Margin", and there are also the ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties of "Journey to the West", but you are the only one who ......"

At the moment when he sighed at the sky, Xiao Mu hid the iron awl brought out of the tomb in his hand and stabbed it into Ah Hai's chest.

Ah Hai fell down with a muffled snort, and subconsciously waved his dagger. Xiao Mu stepped back alertly, still with a cut on his shoulder.

The iron awl was still in Ah Hai's chest, just a fraction of a second from his heart. A voice came from behind the tomb: "Ah Hai? What's the matter? ”

Xiao Mu didn't dare to stay, and fled down the stone stairs, like a ghost escaping from the ancient tomb, melting into the night depths of the reckless jungle......

The moonlight shines on the top of the ancient tomb of the Bohai Sea.

Tuohuan found Ah Hai lying in a pool of blood, with an ancient iron awl stuck in his chest. He was still alive, there was no nonsense, and Tuhuan pulled out his strength without mercy, bringing out the blood like a fountain, without delaying for a second, and quickly bandaged him.

"Xiaomu slipped away?"

Ah Hai's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he said a few words angrily: "I...... Not...... Can ......"

In fact, if he had the heart to kill Xiao Mu, even if the little tomb robber had a hundred lives, he would not be able to escape. But at that moment, the moonlight illuminated Xiaomu's eyelashes, and that pleading look was like a hungry and injured kitten, which made people fascinated. For a while, I was distracted, and I was drilled into the gap.

Suddenly, the big rock under the ass moved again.

Tuohuan found a hand stretched out from the gap, he recognized this hand, she was Ah You.

Ah You, Qin Beiyang, and the nine colors in the state of a big dog climbed out of the top floor of the seven-story stone tomb.

Tuhuan saw Qin Beiyang's face, and at the same time heard Ah You's order: "Escape!" ”

His quick reflexes, holding the injured Ah Hai, the two rolled off the top of the tomb, all the way to the father on the fifth stone step.

The young Qilin Town Tomb Beast is transforming, growing snow-white antlers and shining scales. Qin Beiyang's father and mother killer disappeared without a trace. A few seconds later, they would all be burned to death by the nine-colored glass fireball.

Qin Beiyang took out the Tang knife and shouted: "Ah You! ”

"Brother, don't worry, Ah Hai and Daddy won't come back. I know you hate them, and I'm going to let these two go as far as possible. I'm the only one, can I accompany you back to Bailu? Seventeen-year-old Ah You, who not only understands the mind of a man, but also understands the mind of the tomb beast, bowed his head and said to Jiu Se, "Aren't you also thinking about the tomb master, your little prince of the Tang Dynasty?" ”

The small town tomb beast actually nodded, Qin Beiyang had nothing to say, the ancient tomb allowed him to replenish his energy, temporarily control the cancer cells, and take a deep breath of the air under the cold moon.

Two people and one beast, climbed down the seven-story stone tomb. After the snowy mountain forest in the dark night, return to the frozen Mudanjiang River. There are two horses waiting here, Ah You and Qin Beiyang got on the horses and went down the river......

At dawn, I arrived at the Mudanjiang Railway Station on the Middle Eastern Railway. Ah You had a lot of silver dollars in his pocket, bought two train tickets for the first-class sleeper box, and prepared to cross the entire three eastern provinces to enter the customs, and the terminal was Luoyang.

As long as you endure it for three days on the train, there are ancient tombs in Luoyang, which can allow Qin Beiyang to rest well and then enter Guanzhong in Shaanxi. When I arrived in Bailuyuan and went to Taibai Mountain, everything was understood.

In the afternoon, the steam train whimpered and set off. There were only Qin Beiyang and Ah You in the box, and the nine colors were disguised as big dogs and coiled on the ground.

He still had a thousand words to ask Ah You, but the Assassins' masters were reticent and replied: "Brother, don't forget that you are the heir of Assasin." I'll keep the golden dagger you got in Paris. In this world, how many people dream of it. But it's yours. ”

"As long as I get Assasin's golden dagger, will I be able to command the Assassins all over the world?"

"Unfortunately, you can't! The League of Assassins was already a mess, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was defeated, the Civil War was lost, and the World War was lost again. Back then, when the Assassin League was strong, he could assassinate the Great Venerable of the Artisan Alliance in Paris. Today, the artisan alliance is still strong, with skilled craftsmen all over the world and countless wealth...... The Assassin Alliance, however, was on the wane, and had to hide in the ravines. Assasin's golden dagger is just a spiritual bond and historical inheritance. ”

"Why? Independent of each other, each with its own mountain? ”

"Since the Third Mongol Expedition to the West, when Assasin's Heavenly Garden was wiped out, the League of Assassins has lost its backbone, and the World Assembly has been interrupted for hundreds of years. Since the late Qing Dynasty, Western countries have produced an unprecedented kind of thinking called 'nationalism'. ”

“Nationalism！”

Qin Beiyang pronounced nationalism in Japanese-style English, and his pronunciation was miserable.

It was this kind of thinking that led to the complete split of the Assassin Alliance. Originally, the German and French Assassins joined forces against each other's tyrants, assassinating the Habsburg or Bourbon royal families. However, the Franco-German feud grew, and the cession of Alsace and Lorraine led to the Assassins of each country being their own masters, and even assassinating each other's leaders. From the Seine to the Elbe, I don't know how many heroes have been buried in vain. ”

This seemingly inconspicuous little Chinese girl has a lot of knowledge of European history, and must have experienced special learning and training in the "Heavenly Garden".

On the bumpy Middle East Road train, Ah You said: "Compared with the Assassin Alliance's roommates, our rival Artisan Alliance has always maintained a strict organization and won the support of Britain, France, the United States and other powers. In the past few years of world wars, the League of Assassins has mistakenly supported Germany and Austria-Hungary, and as a result, they have lost all their ......"

Qin Beiyang's brain spun rapidly, and his brain cells burned simultaneously with the cancer cells: "Paris Peace Conference, you went to assassinate the Big Three, not for justice and justice, but because of the grievances between the Assassin Alliance and the Artisan Alliance?" Even...... The Sarajevo incident? Assassination of the Austro-Hungarian crown prince, a bullet that killed 30 million people......"

"Brother, you've finally been smarter, but it's a secret that can never be told."

Looking at Ah You's black eyes, Qin Beiyang was afraid - fortunately, the assassination of the Big Three failed, otherwise he would have become a historical sinner.

"You are not willing to fail, and you want to save the situation with one last earth-shattering assassination, or...... Revenge! ”

"This is the decision of the old man Assasin."

A bearded face floated in Qin Beiyang's mind: "That old Arab assassin? ”

"We respect him as a man and sacrifice our lives for him, but unfortunately we fell short."

"Sister Ayou, where is Taibai Mountain where we are going?"

"League of Assassins – The Great Temple of the Far East."

Hearing this "Great Temple of the Far East", Qin Beiyang remembered the "Great Temple of North America" in Harlem, Manhattan, New York, the "Great Temple of North America" of the Craftsman Alliance.

"Brother, why does this cross bow on your body have the symbol of the Craftsman Alliance?"

The crossbow was placed on the bed in the box, revealing the "one-eyed pyramid" on the steel crossbow.

Qin Beiyang subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and pretended to be stupid and said, "Sister, you said this is the symbol of the Artisan Alliance?" ”

"Yes, the one-eyed pyramid! The League of Assassins had a rule - anyone who saw such a symbol was to be killed. ”

The secret that he is a junior member of the Artisan Alliance must not be known to the Assassins, otherwise both sides will kill him.

"While I was wandering in Siberia, I met an old Russian craftsman who saved my life and gave me this crossbow before he died."

Ah You may have seen his lie, but he still issued a warning: "Brother, before going up to Taibai Mountain, you have to hide this sign, so as not to cause any misunderstanding." I'm all for your good. ”

The train is rushing on the land of the three eastern provinces, Qin Beiyang stares out the window, the endless Songhua River plain, the snow is gradually melting, and spring is about to wake up.

After dark, close the box door, Ah You and Qin Beiyang each slept in a sleeper. The two barely undressed, sleeping with their backs to each other and their clothes. Seventeen-year-old Ah You is not a little girl anymore, but fortunately, the winter jacket covers her figure.

All the long nights in the world are like the road that Qin Beiyang has walked on the earth. The railroad tracks that ran over the black earth kept vibrating, and in the second half of the night, Ah You fell asleep groggily.

In the early morning, the eastern sky is white. Ah You opened his eyes and called softly, "Brother".

No one answered, not even the sound of breathing, only the monotonous sound of the train wheeling. The nine colors are gone. She rolled over and got out of the car window, and there were rows of buildings, as if she had returned to Paris.

Last night, while Ah You was asleep, Qin Beiyang and Jiuse jumped out of the car in Harbin, and Ah You's next stop was Fengtian.