In the face of Zhao Qingshan's questioning, Yin Nineteen didn't answer, she just smiled, with a contemptuous and beautiful smile. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In that cold smile, Zhao Qingshan's hand was shaking.

In his life, Abbot Zhao had never seen such a terrible enemy, and he didn't understand where this "Ah Ju" came from, why he calculated so accurately, and how could he target them as three cooks.

And from beginning to end, Zhao Qingshan felt that this person was very familiar to him, and that feeling was as if it was a déjà vu he had seen there.

Besides, when he looked back on what Yin Nineteen had said along the way, he felt that this person always seemed to be inadvertently reminding him of something, but what was it? He couldn't guess it with Ben, and he couldn't guess it.

He was deeply puzzled, and finally turned into questioning.

"Who the hell are you!Why did you bring me here, say!" Even in the face of the gun, Zhao Qingshan still shouted fearlessly.

The successive questions annoyed Yin Nineteen, she waved her hand and said, "Enough, you don't need to know these things, there are some things I say that you won't understand, the reason why you are here...... It's just because of fate!"

"Life?" Zhao Qingshan was stunned.

"Yes, life!" Yin Nineteen nodded and said: "I know far more about this place and the Five Organs Temple than you, otherwise I wouldn't know that there is a Netherworld Water Spring that produces illusions, and I wouldn't know that your family heirloom knife is blood-drinking, and if you bleed, your knife will protect you from illusions and mist." ”

Yin Nineteen understated, when he said these words, Zhao Qingshan was shocked and cold sweat flowed down, because the Zhao family's ancestral kitchen knife drinking human blood was a secret at the time, except for Zhao Qingshan and other direct relatives, no one with the surname knew.

And the "efficacy" of the knife head after drinking blood is something that even Zhao Qingshan himself does not understand, but this Yin Nineteen can make an accurate judgment, completely ...... The rhythm of the unpredictable prophet!

"Who the hell are you?" In the midst of depression, Zhao Qingshan shouted wildly for the last time, bursting out with all his strength.

His questioning did not lead to Yin Nineteen's final answer, but what responded to him was a gloomy call from the stone door of the secret room.

At the stone gate, an old and deep voice "replied" to Zhao Qingshan: "Zhao Sang, don't talk to Miss Yin like that, if it weren't for him, you and your companions would have died at the gunpoint of our imperial army, you should thank her." ”

With that voice, six or seven soldiers in civilian clothes ran in from the stone gate, jumping like rabbits and quickly pressing their guns, and even two of them set up crooked machine guns at the three unarmed Chinese.

You don't need to look at it, these people are the Japanese (Harmony) Army spies who have been chasing and killing Zhao Qingshan for seven days.

After those soldiers followed from the tunnels of the ancient temple, they immediately occupied the shooting terrain around the pagoda, and after all the soldiers stabilized the situation, a Japanese officer who limped back and crossed the knife walked out from behind the stone gate.

As soon as the officer saw Zhao Qingshan, he immediately grinned and sneered. He said to Zhao Qingshan in broken Chinese with a victorious attitude: "Zhao Sang, do you remember me?" In Wuweiju, I love to eat the dishes you make the most, nine turns of the intestine, very meaningful!"

The words of this devil officer did not cause Zhao Qingshan's panic, but Lei Aniu, who fell to the ground, suddenly "remembered" something.

He looked at the officer's lameness and immediately lost his voice, "You are ...... Suzuki Kametaro! The leader of the Jinan Action Group of Japan's Special High School! Back then, you were the mastermind of the Wuwei Ju Piling Fighting Vegetables!"

Lei Aniu's words revealed the desperation of meeting enemies, but Zhao Qingshan smiled contemptuously.

With the fierceness of a strong man, Abbot Zhao smiled at Suzuki Kamataro and said, "Mr. Suzuki, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you want to eat the dishes I cooked, or do you want me to cripple your leg?"

Zhao Qingshan's words were helpless after the scheme, so there were thorns everywhere, but compared to Zhao, Suzuki Taijun, who had guns, people, and spies, was much more leisurely.

At that time, he waved his hand and said: "The matter of the Japanese-German war, what do you mention him for, Zhao Sang, I am an imperial soldier, unlike you Chinese who love to remember personal feuds, you break my legs, I can not care, your woman killed my brother, I can also not care!"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Qingshan was puzzled.

Suzuki Kametaro hurriedly said: "It's very simple! Cooperate with us! As long as you cooperate with us! I will let you live, you can do whatever you want when the time comes, if you like, the five flavors are yours." How?"

Suzuki's conditions are not unattractive, this Zhao Qingshan did have a little heart at that time, after all, he has a brother and wife, who is it for, if there is a chance to survive under the knife, he will also think about it for a moment.

Therefore, Zhao Qingshan opened his mouth and asked the proud Suzuki Kametaro, "What do you want me to cooperate with?"

After Zhao Qingshan said this, Suzuki smiled, pointed to the broken glass heart hand held by Zhao and said: "The imperial army is very interested in the treasure in your hand, as long as you hand over the things in your hand, and then tell the ancient books of your Zhao family's ancient building, I will let ......you go."

"Zhao Jialou!" Zhao Qingshan was stunned when he heard this: "You are here for Zhao Jialou!"

"That's right. But this time, it's not me begging you, and it's not fighting vegetables, understand?" said Kametaro proudly.

At this point, Zhao Qingshan had no room for bargaining, because he lost, and he lost completely.

No matter how good their skills are, they are not the opponents of "crooked handles", and these devil soldiers have also occupied all the shooting positions, and the three of them, the old, weak, sick and disabled, are really unable to hide and retreat.

In a desperate situation, even Yin Nineteen persuaded: "Surrender, people can't do anything with life, death is a terrible thing, and I don't want you to die." ”

As he spoke, Yin Nineteen pulled down his pistol and said with a worried expression: "After all, you saved my life." ”

While Yin Nineteen was talking, that Suzuki Kametaro couldn't help but nod and said: "Abbot Zhao, you have an ancient Chinese saying that those who know the times are Junjie, and the Zhao family has come to this day, more than 600 years, and it can't be broken in your hands!"

After saying this, everyone present fell into a silent silence, which was almost dead silence, only the sound of the sudden water of the Stygian Spring.

In the sound, everyone looked at Zhao Qingshan with complicated eyes, with anxiety, expectation, seriousness, greed for life and fear of death......

Finally, after Zhao Qingshan took a deep breath, the great abbot made his own choice.

Indifferently, Zhao Qingshan raised his head, looked at his "old friend" Suzuki Kamataro and said: "Mr. Suzuki, my answer now is similar to that year, although I don't know what you want this glass heart to do, but even if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance that you will use it in a bad way, I will not give it to you." ”

As he spoke, Zhao Qingshan let go of his hand holding the glass fragment. (To be continued.) )