I said in my heart, I thank you, I thank your ancestors for eight generations, I thought so in my heart, but what I said was: "Thank you for what? ”

Fang Kong picked up the folder that was still on the coffee table by me, his eyes were a little meaningful, and said: "The fifth master is back in the rivers and lakes, how many masters want to participate, and even those so-called decent people want to follow the fifth master for a long time, and the fifth master has his own set of methods for picking people." ”

I don't think he looks like he is lying, but some of them are really helpless, and I also understand in my heart, who is the fifth master, how can this kid be swayed, "According to what you say, I should be happy, at least the fifth master picked me, proving that I am not a waste dim sum." ”

Fang Kong didn't say anything, just stood up, and when he walked past me, he suddenly stood still and whispered: "The words of the fifth master, no one dares not to listen, and no one dares to disobey, you, me, are all the same, I advise you not to think about anything, do you see the young man sitting next to the fifth master?" ”

I snorted, "So what?" ”

"He is Zhang Ye, the ghost hand Zhang Mosheng learned from him, but Zhang Mosheng is restless, that's why Hanhai Company will collapse so quickly, Zhang Ye deals with restless people, never cares about sacrificing the innocent, if you want those people to be buried at the bottom of the sea, you are still obedient."

I was so shocked that I couldn't tell what it felt, I just felt like I was caught in a net from which I could never escape, and at this moment, I just wanted to go back to my old life, at least, when I was free.

Fang Kong deliberately left that folder, to be exact, these things that he deliberately put here. He knows everything I do, so. They will find me accurately.

I wanted to calm down and walk to the balcony. I know that at this moment, I just jumped from here, and I am afraid that I will not die, because I don't know how many bodyguards are ambushed outside, and it is difficult to get free, and it is even more difficult to die.

Sitting on the sofa and looking at these documents on the coffee table, I suddenly thought of a point, these documents were deliberately placed here. Is there some purpose?

I got up and closed the door, then closed the curtains again, checked to make sure there were no cameras, and began to sort through the documents page by page.

I'll pick out the English ones first, because I think this part of the stuff should be a trick, and even if it's really useful, I can't understand it.

For the rest of the documents, I have divided them into two categories, one is tabular in nature. The other category is text-only.

The nature of the table is some shipment and incoming figures, and there is nothing else, while the text is diversified, there is everything,

I read both parts in full. I didn't find anything crucial, and just as I was about to give up, I caught a glimpse of a document on my left, with a faint mark in the upper right corner of the report.

I picked it up and put it under my nose and sniffed it. It's lipstick, and the faint fragrance is still there.

Pull out a napkin and gently wipe off the lipstick print. I found that there was a very shallow, shallow digital imprint underneath this imprint. Identified for a long time found to be 879.

"798 I know, what does this 879 mean?" I said to myself.

With these three numbers in mind, I started to unpack this folder.

There are indeed a lot of files in the folder, I took them out and sorted them on the coffee table, just when I was about to take out one of the stacks to read, suddenly I felt something fall out of the folder, I looked down and picked it up, it was actually a key, crystal clear white spar, this thing I will never admit in my life.

I have seen this white spar more than once, but it is the first time I have seen it so beautiful, and it has a special texture, and when you pinch it in your hand, you feel that the heat of your whole body is being absorbed by it, and it only feels cold through your bones for a while.

I put things on the coffee table, and through the light, I saw that there were some strange words on the white paper under this key, which looked like tadpole script, but it wasn't, I stood up and circled around the coffee table, and looked at it in three hundred and sixty degrees, and finally I came to the conclusion that the symbol was a number.

I found a piece of paper and a pen, and drew according to the patterns I had seen from where I was standing, and after looking at the four directions, there were also four different sets of patterns on the paper, and then I stitched the four sets of patterns together, and the overlapping parts were the answers I was trying to get.

8752.

What does it mean?

The arrangement of these four numbers is the order in which I arrange them in the order of south, east, west, and northwest, and I looked at them and thought to myself countless possibilities, is it a password? Is it a grid number? Or the mantissa of the phone?

All kinds of conjectures, and suddenly I thought of one, maybe the room number.

But in the end, I was vetoed by myself, because this thing is not a modern thing, how can there be such a hotel in ancient times, even if there is, these four numbers refer to the room number of an inn in ancient times, and it is definitely not the current hotel room number.

My heart is very confused, people are sometimes like this, the more I don't know, the more curious I feel, I want to know, and when I give you a clue, this trouble also comes, and when I can't solve the puzzle, I wish I didn't know anything, this contradiction is fatal for people like me.

After a whole night, when I had read the dozens of pages of A4 paper in this folder, and I didn't see any relevant information, I began to wonder if I was thinking too much about it, maybe these things were put here at random, or thrown here, but I noticed that there was no thick dust on these documents, which means that they have not been here for a long time, or someone has sorted them out every day.

I thought about these things in my heart, and suddenly I felt very heavy eyelids, I didn't sleep all night, I felt very tired, I thought about the ins and outs of these things, although I have experienced a lot these days, but what results have I found? Nothing, except for the Yellow Spring Staff and the Falling Water Beads, the rest seemed to have nothing to do with me.

When I think about this, I feel a little ridiculous, if everything in the illusion is true, a true portrayal of our own hearts, and the past and present lives that each of us has forgotten or been forced to forget, then what should I do next?

Go back and be an ordinary businessman, even if I want to, I'm afraid my heart will not settle down again, the secret of the Rama witch clan is like a spell, it is like a temptation, tempting everyone's heart, so that these people do not care about life and death to explore.

This temptation is like a bottomless abyss, and countless people begin to jump into it, and jumping into it is the Arrow Hell, where there is no place to turn over.

I began to think, too, this is the terrible thing about such a foreign race, I looked at my hands, and suddenly felt bloody, if the illusion is true, then, only I can avoid all this, only I personally dig out everything about the witch race, and then bury it back, only in this way, these people will come out of this illusory magic realm. (To be continued.) )