The topic of Tang Wan is always extremely heavy, and by the end of the painting, I am exhausted, my hair is swollen, and I can't continue to think.

"Mr. Xia, are you tired, do you need to rest for a while?" asked Tang Sang.

I pushed away the pen and paper and slowly lay flat.

It is impossible to work indefinitely, and when the brain is exhausted, even the simplest work can be wrong. Now, I clearly feel that my brain power is on the verge of depletion.

Tang Sang was empathetic and quickly brought a cup of hot coffee.

"It would feel a little better to have a little bit of coffee. She said.

She does not have Tang Wan's single-minded, calm and iron-like momentum, but is gentle and submissive, smiling without showing teeth, and has the style of everyone's ladies.

It suddenly occurred to me that the snuff that Wang Yu gave me was a good thing to restore my energy.

Tang Sang was very attentive, and as soon as I said the word "snuff bottle", she bent down and opened the middle drawer of the bedside table and took out the snuffbox for me.

Sure enough, after snuffing, my mind became extremely clear, like someone turning on a high-intensity mercury lamp in the dark of night, driving away the darkness and illuminating all the corners and corners.

I took the paper and marked all the warriors with arrows in the order in which they appeared, to show that the relationship between them was progressive.

When my gaze quickly swept over the image of the warrior, these warriors with simple lines and rough composition suddenly moved due to the lingering of human vision, and became animated.

"Originally, the silver sheet should be attached to the projector and the image of the warrior should be projected to the screen, so as to obtain a dynamic video. What is hidden in the silver ball is silver film, but it is just a 'silver film' and not ordinary motion picture film. "Thinking about this, I could hardly help but applaud my wit. However, this conclusion is kept secret for the time being, and there is no need to elaborate on Mr. Chen.

On the other hand, I also have a new arrangement for the trip to Dengzhou Spring in the early morning, that is, to take Tang Sang with me, so that it is easier to blend into the merman ghost market without a trace and achieve my goal.

Wang Yu's snuff does have a miraculous effect, which not only achieves the best effect of refreshing the mind and ventilating the mind, but also does not form a terrible dependence like drugs. This kind of good thing should be promoted to the whole country, help smokers quit paper cigarettes, and replace them with pure Chinese medicine snuff products, so as to achieve the triple goal of improving the physical health, mental outlook and quality of the Chinese people.

While waiting for the early morning to come, I introduced Tang Sang to the mermaid ghost market.

Coincidentally, they came from Shuzhong, and they also had the task of investigating the East China Sea Shark People, Miao Jiang Gu Technique, and Yunnan Five Poison Sect, and if there was a breakthrough this time, she would write a work report and send it to the headquarters.

"Mr. Xia, I will definitely take care of you on behalf of my sister and let your body recover as soon as possible. Tang Sang assured me again.

Actually, that's not the point, the point is that I've found a good partner on the way forward again while losing the city.

"I really hope that my sister is also here, we walk all the way, take care of each other, and finally arrive on the other side of the light. Tang Sang involuntarily mentioned Tang Wan again.

My mood is cloudy, just like the weather tonight.

Looking out of the south window, the sky was cloudy, and the stars and moon were gone, which made me feel depressed.

Soon, the quartz clock on the wall pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and Zhang Quanzhong called to inform: "The car is under the steps of the hall on the first floor, and the driver is his own person." Remember, this time you are just going to touch the situation, don't do anything with people, and don't make a big fuss about Dengzhou Spring, destroying the only merman ghost market in Jinan. ”

I took Tang Sang downstairs and found the Mercedes Benz SUV parked in the shadows outside the hall.

The car turned left out of the gate of the Provincial Hospital, first went up to Jingqi Road, turned left at the intersection of Huaxia Bank Branch on Yinhuchi Street, and stopped at the south exit of Changchun Guan Street.

The driver whispered to us: "Both, I can only send here, please walk over." I'll park at the entrance of the mobile hall on Komsomol Road at the west end of Yinhuchi Street, and we'll meet there. ”

We got out of the car, and the car started immediately and drove straight north.

The early hours of the morning are brightly lit on Yinhuchi Street, although there are not many people who come to eat barbecue, but all the businesses are not closed, and the young men are sitting or standing, each holding their mobile phones to play, waiting to greet customers at any time.

Changchun Guan Street, as the largest right-turn fork on Yinhuchi Street, is responsible for the important function of pedestrians and vehicles to bypass Scissors Lane, because the catering industry on this side of Yuhuchi Street is thriving, from four o'clock in the afternoon to midnight at midnight, cars can not pass at all, and can only bypass Changchun Guan Street and Scissors Lane.

I took Tang Sang into Changchun Guan Street and moved forward on the right side of the street.

"Mr. Xia, have we arrived at the predetermined location?" Tang Sang asked in a low voice after advancing two hundred meters.

I slowed down on my feet, alertly patrolling around.

At this moment, on our left is the famous Changchun Guan Restaurant, and to the west, there is the Taoist shrine Changchun Guan hidden in the shadow of residential buildings.

The lights were turned off in the residential buildings on all sides, and only the only four or five street lights on the side streets were left.

I stopped under a large locust tree with lush foliage, and on my right hand was already the fence of Baotu Spring Park. Unlike in the past, the height of the wall is now close to three meters, and it is no longer possible for ordinary people to climb it with their bare hands.

Calculated from the geographical position, after crossing the wall, the straight-line distance from Dengzhou Spring is only 30 meters.

Of course, about 50 steps further on, there are two gates reserved for the park, which are usually used for garbage transportation and building materials in and out. It's just that there will be no less than ten surveillance locations at the door, and it is impossible to sneak in.

"Wait a minute. I motioned for Tang Sang to silence.

We stood silently in the shadows, motionless until we became one with the night. In this case, the sixth sense can play its most powerful role.

It was quiet inside the walls, without any noise. According to the regulations, Baotu Spring Park should be "cleaned" at 7 o'clock in the afternoon, and all visitors will be invited out, and workers will clean and remove garbage to prepare for the next day's new visitors.

By this time, the security guards, cleaners, and gardeners were all asleep, and most of the courtyard was empty, except for the round-the-clock surveillance system.

I carry the Buddha head sent by Zhang Quanzhong on my shoulder, which will be a stepping stone for us to blend into the merman ghost market.

Suddenly, two people turned from the entrance of the scissors alley in front of them, walking side by side with their heads bowed. They walked in a strange way, and when they were still a dozen steps away from the big locust tree, they suddenly dodged to the left, turned into the holly bushes on the north side of the street, and never came out again.

They don't look like thieves, if they are just trying to unpack and sell the stolen goods, it only takes three or two minutes to complete, and then abandon the bag and flee.

I instructed Tang Sang to wait in place, and a person quietly moved forward.

Six or seven steps from where the two men were hiding, I heard the sound of murmuring water.

After entering the holly bush, I saw that a manhole cover with a diameter of more than one meter had been removed, and the two men should have gone down from the wellhead.

I looked down, and there was an iron ladder on the wall of the well, which was tilted down five meters and then landed. The passage at the bottom of the well runs north-south and leads south into the park.

"The two of you went inside?" I thought for a moment, and immediately waved Tang Sang over.

We went down the ladder one after the other, and found that the passage had been remodeled, with a height of more than two meters, and the ground was high and low. The water flows from the lower places, and the higher places are clean for people to walk on.

The iron ladder and the ground are polished to a shiny light, and it can be seen that a large number of pedestrians often pass through it.

We went straight ahead, and after twenty steps, we went up another wellhead and back to the surface.

Now, we are next to the Huaqiangzi Spring in Baotu Spring Park, not far from the right, which is Dengzhou Spring.

The reason why I repeatedly recounted the change of geographical orientation was to show that the merman ghost market was next to the people's residential area, close at hand, and mixed together. If there is a war between the merman and the human, the transformation is elbowed and the human race is under the armpit, and the human race will be defeated.

More than a dozen figures gathered by the Dengzhou Spring, but they all remained silent and did not talk to each other.

Tang Sang and I left the well, sat down on a stone bench, took off our satchels, and put them at our feet.

Except for the Lantern Festival, most people don't have the opportunity to visit Baotu Spring Park at night. Now, the sound of a tinkling spring fills your ears, and a little farther away from the sluice gate is the sound of a rushing waterfall.

I thought of Zhang Quanzhong's battle of "breaking the river", and it was that night that opened the source of my pain.

It is the nature of nature that the spring water is flooding and the river is rushing, and Zhang Quanzhong's action to "break the river" is tantamount to violating the power of heaven, which will attract murder.

"It's my ignorance that has harmed the city. I sighed.

I don't resent Zhang Quanzhong, because he also has the right to pursue his goals. In that process, it will inevitably damage the interests of others, resulting in a chaotic situation of "a few happy and a few sad". Since I don't have the strength to protect Lianchengbi, I can't blame others. At the moment, there is only one way to go against the wind, to poke the sky, to kill the king, to behead the lord of the merman under the horse, and to solve all the troubles.

"Mr. Xia, I'm a little scared. Tang Sang leaned over to me.

I put my arms around her shoulders and felt her body tremble violently.

"Don't be afraid, this is where we have to be. If someone has to be afraid, I hope it's them. I looked at Dengzhou Spring, silently took off my coat, and draped it over Tang Sang's shoulders.

"There is a Tangmen poison called 'Money Long Flowing Water', which can turn a spring into a poisonous well with only a small bottle, about fifteen milliliters, and it can be effective for up to six months. I think that since Dengzhou Spring is a gathering place for sharks, as long as you put in poison, you can wipe out all the sharks. Wouldn't this method save time and effort?" Tang Sang said in my ear.

I couldn't help frowning, and immediately shook my head: "No, definitely don't have such intentions." ”

Tang Wan and Tang Sang are both from Tangmen, although their identities have been transformed into doctors and nurses, "Tangmen" is an eternal label on their bodies. Those two words represent the originator of "making and poisoning drugs", even if it is a three-year-old boy who came out of the Tang Sect, he may be the big devil who poisoned thousands of people in an instant.

"Tang San, if you are willing to follow me, then remember to me, without my permission, you are absolutely not allowed to poison. I warned her in all seriousness.

Jinan is a big city in the Central Plains with a population of millions, and if she doesn't manage the poison in her hands well, then she will be in big trouble.

"Yes, remember, brother-in-law. Tang Sang obediently agreed, put his arms around my arms, rested his head on my shoulders, and looked up at the sky motionlessly.

In front of me, Tang Wan never mentioned the word "poison". She is slightly older than Tang Sang, and when she treats people, she has just the right amount of proportion, and when she says something, she doesn't leak at all.

If the person snuggling up to me at this moment was Tang Wan, then I might be greatly relieved, and the burden on my shoulders would be at least half lightened.

Suddenly, a man who had been standing by the spring turned around and walked towards me.

I ignored him, just kept my head down and pretended to doze off.

"What is it?" the man asked in a low voice as he walked up to me, tapped his satchel lightly.

I waved my hand and made a gesture of ignoring it.

He crouched down, lifted the lid of his satchel, and reached in to touch it.

The Buddha's head is wrapped in two layers of foam plastic film, and only in this way will it not be damaged when it is transported.

"Good stuff, good stuff. He stood up.

I yawned and waved my hand again.

"Last year, someone sold this thing, and a lot of people scrambled for it. In this way, give me the head of the Buddha, and I can exchange it for things. He took off the satchel from his shoulder and threw it at my feet with a muffled clatter.

I gently pushed Tang Sang away, and bent down to open the dirty black canvas bag, and found that it was full of iron blocks three inches long, one inch long, and half an inch thick—no, it should have been large gold bars wrapped in dried silt.

"Twelve, all for you. He said.

I picked up a gold bar and weighed it, about a kilogram. Then, the total weight of the twelve gold bars is 12 kilograms, 12,000 kilograms, and the market price is about 3 million yuan, far exceeding Zhang Quanzhong's valuation of the Buddha's head.

I nodded, pushed with both feet, and sent the satchel containing the Buddha's head out, and then hooked my toes to pull the other person's satchel over and step on it.

The man stooped down and picked up the head of the Buddha, and instead of going back to the spring, he left the sewer without looking back.

There are more and more people by the spring, some from the sewer, some from the white snow building, the jade spring, and the ancient street, so it can be seen that there are similar passages on all sides of the park for them to enter and exit.

The more people there were, the quieter the fountain became, because no one spoke at all.

I found that more than half of the people were empty-handed, brought nothing, and should belong to the "buyers". In addition, those people carry bags on their backs, and from time to time they open them to show their treasures to buyers.

In the early years, there were similar "ghost markets" inside and outside the four gates of Jinan City, and the opening time of the market was from three to five o'clock in the morning, that is, the darkest time period of the night. The good things they get are all shady, and they can only trade at a low price in the ghost market. Those who bought the goods were the big sellers in the local stolen goods industry, and many treasures appeared in the market with a new look after a makeover, starting a new round of circulation.

The Shark Ghost Market is roughly similar to the ordinary ghost market, with the only difference being that the real goodies are transported to the East China Sea, where they become the private treasure of the Shark Lord.

In my opinion, the lord of the merman, like all emperors on land, is an insatiable person who can't wait to sit on the treasures of the world, pile them up, and enjoy them.

Greed is its greatest weakness.

It is precisely because of this weakness that I have the possibility of success.

Just like the tyrannical Qin in the past, if there was no greed, how could the assassins of various countries have the opportunity to approach the assassination?

Tang Sangku and I sat down, coldly watching the fluttering and messy shadows in the ghost market, and gradually became tired.

"The art of the emperor - greed is a bottomless ravine, once you cross the ravine, you will arrive at the peach blossom source of birds and flowers, no desire and no desire. That's right, that's right, only by eliminating all weaknesses, the enemy has no target, and then you will get a permanent throne, a lifetime of happiness, and a worry-free life. The so-called 'art of the emperor' is a kind of transcendent realm that human beings are pursuing, just like Lao Tzu riding a green ox out of Guguan without a trace, the world is rich and glorious, and it has nothing to do with me since then......"

Lao Tzu's "departure" is birth, while Zhuangzi and Huizi's "Hao Shang Debate" talks about "joining the WTO".

I believe that from the overlord who "calls the king and the emperor" to the grass people who deeply understand the "art of the emperor", they are the real people who have achieved the free transformation of "birth and accession to the WTO", without worry, without desire, without desire, with sincere joy and no fetters.

"Brother-in-law, what are you thinking?" asked Tang Sang.

"When you're tired, let's sleep for a while, I'm thinking about what Mr. Chen taught me. I replied in a low voice.

"Mr. Chen is a VIP in the hospital, usually over-the-top and arrogant. He can treat you like this, which is already a big face. Tang Sang said.

I didn't answer, and Tang Sang yawned several times in a row, rested on my shoulder, and fell into a deep sleep.

Mr. Chen only taught me because of Zhang Quanzhong's face, but judging from the fact that he didn't understand the "Emperor's Technique", his life realm stopped at the hurdle of "the peak of martial arts", and he would never move forward again.

Chinese martial arts are divided into two paths: the outer family and the inner family, generally speaking, those who attach importance to tricks, external force, fierceness, and hard training belong to the outer family, and those who attach importance to internal strength, life, conditioning, and qi cultivation belong to the inner family. In terms of Mr. Chen's ability, he has integrated the traditional inner and outer family into one, and has innovated to directly teach me the most effective techniques.

Although I don't know the origin of those two silver balls, it is likely that they were handed down by his ancestors, as a warning to future generations not only to "fight strength", but also to "fight wisdom".

The ancients said that those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people.

What the ancestors of the Chen family left behind is such a supreme truth.

At five o'clock in the morning, the morning dawn is approaching, the eastern sky is getting white, and the figures by the spring are gradually dispersed, and finally there is no one left.

I woke Tang Sang up, returned to Changchun Guan Street, and then walked through the alley to the door of the mobile company building.