Chapter 300: Book from Heaven

"Not good!"

Li Qing's face changed, and while his body retreated, a layer of crystal cold ice instantly formed a hollow spherical sealing enchantment, enclosing Li Qing and a part of the air in the ice enchantment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

However, the poisonous gas spewed out by this weasel not only spreads rapidly, but even its power is extraordinary!

At the moment when the poisonous gas shrouded and spread, on the crystal clear ice, a trace of dark yellow poisonous mist strangely seeped into the cold ice.

"You must get out of the gas as soon as possible!" Li Qing's heart shook, this weasel looked cute and cute, he couldn't imagine that his palm-sized body actually contained such a terrifying poisonous gas!

"Are you alright?" In the poisonous fog, Zhang Dahai's voice came, with a look of shock.

However, when Zhang Dahai saw the spherical ice enchantment condensed around Li Qing's body, Zhang Dahai's nervous face suddenly showed a sudden expression.

"I see, I got a turtle shell and wrapped myself up!" Zhang Dahai laughed, and on his shoulder, a palm-sized weasel rolled its eyes smartly.

Li Qing didn't pay attention to Zhang Dahai, but stared at the trace of poisonous mist that was seeping into the cold ice with a solemn face.

"Ice can penetrate, so what about the fire that burns everything?" Li Qing's eyes flashed, and around his body, outside the ice barrier, the air suddenly rolled up, and the scorching aura rippled.

Snort!

Countless flames burst out of thin air, blooming into fire lotuses that incinerated the void.

In the raging flames, the yellow mist tumbled violently, turning into nothingness little by little.

Zhang Dahai's face changed, his eyes glanced at Li Qing deeply, and said, "Good means!" It seems that I really underestimated you. ā€

"I'll let you keep the things for the time being, and sooner or later, I'll come back and get them."

Zhang Dahai's voice was low, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the box.

Li Qing didn't pursue, just stood quietly in place, looking at the yellow mist that was gradually fading, his eyes flashing.

……

In the hotel, Li Qing sat on the bed, playing with a rusty bronze tripod in his hand.

In front of his bed, Zhou Lao and Wang Fatzi stood quietly, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

"Do you see what is famous?" Li Qing asked Zhou Lao.

"Mr. Li, the forging process of this bronze tripod is indeed a smelting technology that belongs to the Ming Dynasty." Zhou Lao took off his reading glasses and rubbed his eyes.

"According to some of the lone books left behind, as well as wild history and folklore, this bronze tripod is likely to be an imitation forged by Liu Bowen using Taoist techniques to imitate the Kyushu tripod!"

Zhou Lao sighed in his heart, if it was before, he would at most regard this bronze tripod as a symbol of feudal society, but today, after seeing the strange fight of Li Qing and others, Zhou Lao, who used to take materialism as the central idea, had to sigh the mystery of this world.

"Imitations?" Li Qing's eyes showed a deep groan, and after half a sound, he looked at Wang Fatzi who was nervously standing aside, "What about you?" ā€

The fat man shook his fat all over his body, and immediately showed a flattering smile on his face, and said, "My lord, I must know everything about you!" ā€

Wang Fatzi swore and said.

"This bronze tripod and the other two things I stole from an ancient tomb in Laoshan Mountain......"

As Wang Fatzi spoke, Li Qing's brows furrowed.

After Wang Fatzi and others entered the Laoshan tomb, they found that the tomb was empty. In the rudimentary stone chamber, there was only a dusty sarcophagus.

Wang Fatzi and other tomb robbers, who felt that they had been busy for a long time, were on fire in their hearts, so they could only open the coffin.

However, there was nothing in the sarcophagus except a rusty bronze tripod and two pieces of jade jue with a somewhat dull color, not even the bones of the corpse.

With a strong unwillingness, after Wang Fatzi and others came out of the tomb, they contacted Brother Hua, who was in the antique business in Pengcheng, and wanted to sell the things.

Who knew that after Brother Hua finished reading the three things, he only needed two pieces of jade, and he looked down on the bronze tripod.

Later, I didn't know what Zhang Dahai saw from the jade jue, and he actually wanted to get the bronze tripod. This led to a series of things that followed.

"My lord, I really don't know! If I had known that this thing was really so valuable, I would have sold it a long time ago......" Wang Fatzi said aggrievedly, his heart ached, a million bronze tripods! And now, his bronze tripod is likely to not be able to get it back.

"Mr. Li, I have seen the jade jue, one of which is the jade jue worn by Liu Bowen, and the word 'Bowen' is engraved on it." Zhou Lao pondered for a moment and said, "I estimate that Boss Zhang is likely to come for Liu Bowen's 'Book of Heaven'!" ā€

"Book from heaven?" Li Qing was a little puzzled.

"That's right, Mr. Lee." Zhou Lao, who is proficient in the history of the Ming Dynasty, slightly organized his language and continued, "As we all know, Liu Bowen is a person who can pinch and calculate, and is proficient in Qi ecliptics.

Half like the sun and half like the moon, I was bitten by the golden dragon! Liu Bowen wrote a 'Song of Baked Cakes', predicting the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years.

According to the records of wild history, Ji Chang, the king of Zhou Wen, once left a book called 'Book of Heaven', which fell into the hands of Zhuge Liang. Later, with the change of the times, this book came into Liu Bowen's hands and was regarded as a treasure by him.

It wasn't until Liu Bowen was dying that he handed over the book to Zhu Yuanzhang. As for Zhu Yuanzhang, when he was dying, he specially ordered someone to burn the book. ā€

After a pause, Zhou Lao continued: "Boss Zhang invited me from Jinling to spend money, and the main thing to consult is to have information and clues about this 'Book of Heaven' owned by Liu Bowen in the early Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, I estimate that Boss Zhang's single-minded desire for this bronze tripod should be related to the Book of Heaven. ā€

"Hmm......" Li Qing nodded lightly, his eyes quietly looking at the bronze. This bronze tripod itself is very mysterious, but I didn't expect that now there is a heavenly book that is suspected to have been handed down from the hands of King Ji Chang of Zhou Wen.

Ji Chang, the king of Zhou Wen, simplified the Fuxi gossip and created "Zhou Yi", which can use gossip to measure good luck and evil, and perform divination. Especially the prime minister he canonized, it is the famous Jiang Shang Jiang Ziya!

If the Book of Heaven really exists, then this book is absolutely extraordinary!

Zhang Dahai must know a lot about the Book of Heaven and the Bronze Ding, but this person will never tell this secret!

……

Early in the morning, the sun is shining and the air is fresh.

Little West Gate, Shang Ji Hotel.

"I've arrived, where are you?" The phone vibrated and a WeChat message was sent.

"You wait for me at the door, I'll come down at once." Li Qing sent the message, opened the door, and walked out.

At the door of Shangji Hotel, wearing a tuxedo, a gentleman's ink-stained blood moon, standing straight, with a haughty and cold atmosphere, from time to time some passing girls frequently sideways.

"Ink-stained blood moon!" Li Qing walked out of the hotel and looked at the man.

"Here's what you want." Ink-stained Qingxue Yue said indifferently, handing a palm-sized black box to Li Qing.

"The oath has been fulfilled, and I will take back my soul."

"Yes." Li Qing nodded and stretched out his palm.

On the palm of his hand, a circle of gray mist was wrapped around his little finger, like a ring.

The ink-stained blood moon glanced at Li Qing deeply, and a drop of blood flew out of his fingertips, melting into the gray mist.

In the next moment, the gray mist slowly turned blood-red and spread out like a blood mist.

The ink-stained blood moon opened her mouth and sucked the blood mist into her mouth, and without saying a word, she turned around and left.

It's just that the moment he turned around, a faint voice sounded in Li Qing's ears.

"In the Mo Dye Qing family, someone is not convinced and wants to ask you for an explanation, I have already gotten rid of the person who is stalking, you should be more careful. That's all I have to say, there will be a period later! ā€

"Got rid of it?" Li Qing smiled faintly, put away the black box, and turned around and walked into the hotel.

At this time, not far from the Shangji Hotel, in a black car.

"Young Master, the blood moon has already left, shall we do it?" A woman with a hot body looked at the ink-stained blood moon sitting in the car and leaving.

"Don't worry, tell our people to surround the hotel, and send a few more people in to keep an eye on that kid." Ink-dyed Qingchen, who was wearing a white suit, said indifferently, hugged the woman, and kneaded the woman's proud twin peaks with his palms at will.

"Since that kid dares to bully my cousin of Modyan Qingchen, he must let him know that the people of my Modyed Qingchen family are not something that any cat or dog can mess with! I ink stain the family's things, and it's not so easy to take!! I'm going to let him, if he has a life, if he has a life, he will spend it!! ā€

Sen Han's voice came from the car, and at the same time, around the hotel and in the hotel, one after another figures moved quickly!