At the moment, Du Kang was dressed like a scholar. He was wearing a crown and a wide belt with a long sword on his back. There was a Buddhist halo above his head with a jade necklace floating down. He was walking on the Tai Chi Eight Trigrams, and there was a green lotus with every step he took.
"Sister Jing, Sister Chu, why are you guys here?" Du Kang asked Weiwei after saving Ran Jing.
"When you were meditating, the Nightmare Tapir came again. We were worried that something might have happened to you, so we came to take a look." Weiwei was shocked too. She took Ran Jing from Du Kang and said.
Ran Jing stood next to Weiwei and looked around Du Kang's consciousness. She realized that there was a huge change compared to what Weiwei said. Weiwei once said that the sun and the moon shone together in Du Kang's consciousness. Now, apart from the big green moon and the big black sun, there were some cold stars hanging in the sky. There was a person sitting in each cold star, but they were very blurry.
"Xiao Pang, what's going on with you?"
Weiwei pointed at Du Kang. Even she was shocked by the elegant and unpredictable aura. She exchanged glances with Ran Jing secretly. They could see the doubt in each other's mind.
"Well, I look like the big brother in the Three Secrets Prophecy. What do you think?
Am I handsome, elegant, and suave? "
Du Kang struck a pose that he thought was cool, but what he got was Weiwei and Ran Jing rolling their eyes.
At the moment, the sun and the moon shone together in Du Kang's consciousness. There were stars everywhere. Half of it was black like ink while the other half was clear like clear water. The seawater was rippling under his feet, and the breeze was blowing. If there was a row of bamboo rafts under his feet, it would be a picturesque scene.
"Phew, I couldn't tell. Xiao Pang, you're a little handsome with this." Weiwei patted Du Kang's shoulder with a smile.
"Why do I get the feeling that there is something strange about the star within your sea of wisdom? It is emitting a very demonic aura."
Ran Jing wrinkled her cute little nose and raised her head to look at the specks of cold stars. Her eyes were shining, but no one knew what she had seen.
Du Kang scratched the back of his head and said, "I don't know about this. Anyway, ever since I fought with the Walking Corpse Demon Tang Junming, these stars appeared in my Spiritual Sea. I once wanted to explore them, but my Spiritual Force couldn't enter."
"Forget it, forget it. Let's talk about your situation later."
Ran Jing pinched her brows and felt a headache. "The sun and the moon shining together in the sea of consciousness is an unprecedented phenomenon. Now the sky is filled with stars. Is he the person in the prophecy?
No, that's not right. That person is a living Saint of the Three Sects. His aptitude should be absolutely monstrous. His cultivation speed should also be tremendous. Strange, strange. "
"Lil 'Fatty, don't you feel like something's wrong?"
Weiwei asked Du Kang, hoping to know from him why he stopped at the Postcelestial Stage. In the end, Du Kang pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out the reason, so he had to give up. The two withdrew from Du Kang's Spiritual Sea and returned to their original bodies. They slowly opened their eyes and looked at each other for a long time without saying anything.
"You two are back?" Suddenly, a cold voice came from the corner of the warehouse.
Weiwei and Ran Jing were shocked and rushed to the sky. Before they could see who the speaker was, they had already pointed their sword fingers. Two cyan lights whistled and stabbed in the direction of the voice.
"Ding!
Ding! "
Two soft sounds like jade colliding were heard. Dragon Tongue Orchid and Ran Jing's flying swords were caught by two fingers. They were unwilling to let out bursts of buzzing sounds, but they couldn't break free.
"Brother Bing!
Why are you here? "
It was not until now that Weiwei saw clearly that the person was actually Black Impermanence Fan Bing. She was so happy that she almost jumped up. She made a sword gesture and Dragon Tongue Orchid turned into a cyan light and returned to the Spiritual Sea.
At the same time, Ran Jing also saw the person clearly. She dispersed the sword gesture and the flying swords stopped buzzing. She nodded slightly to Fan Bing, which meant that she had seen her.
Fan Bing bent her finger and flicked on Ran Jing's flying sword. The clanging sound was clear and pleasant, like ice cracking and jade breaking. The flying sword flew back to Ran Jing's palm.
Weiwei rushed to Fan Bing and looked around. But she didn't find White Impermanence Xie Anan. She couldn't help feeling surprised and asked, "Where is Sister An An? Isn't she inseparable from you?"
"Isn't it because of you?"
Fan Bing's mouth curved slightly. She raised her right hand and a black and red light kept jumping in her palm. "Brother Cui specially asked me to come here and deliver this to you. He said that you have a great use for it."
"What's this?"
Weiwei reached out and took the light in Fan Bing's palm. It was light in her hand, as if it didn't have a substance. It emitted a faint smell of blood.
"I'm not very clear, but Brother Cui ordered me to hand it over to you. Well, the task is completed, I have to go back." After Fan Bing finished speaking, she twisted her body and turned into a gust of chilly wind that disappeared into thin air.
Until Fan Bing left, Ran Jing walked over with her sword. She looked at the black and red light in Weiwei's palm and said, "This should be the Soul of the Dead. It's a rare thing. But we are not ghost immortals. It's useless for us."
"Who cares. Brother Cui always does things like this. He's always mysterious." Weiwei put the black and red Soul of the Dead into the Coiling Dragon Bracelet. She hugged Ran Jing's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Jing Jing, why did I feel that you were strange just now?"
It wasn't until noon the next day that Zhao Liwei finally woke up. After Weiwei and Ran Jing's examination, they confirmed that he was just a little weak and that he would be fine as long as he paid attention to rest.
Originally, Weiwei was going to ask about the attack on Zhao Liwei, but she was interrupted by a phone call. Zhao Liwei picked up the phone. After saying a few words, he suddenly jumped up from the sofa. He frowned and his eyes were wide open. He roared and controlled himself. He grabbed his clothes and ran out. When Du Kang and the other two chased after him, they only saw the rear of a car.
"Freedom doesn't mean being an official. Being an official doesn't mean freedom. Look, Old Zhao is a typical example." Weiwei patted Du Kang's shoulder and turned to go back into the store.
Du Kang also hooked his finger on the tip of his nose. He looked at the retreating car and muttered, "It seems that fame and fortune are not as good as leisure." After saying that, he stretched and followed behind Weiwei.
Only Ran Jing stood there quietly. A bright silver jade talisman appeared in her hand. "How did the Five Thunder Heavenly Master Talisman appear in Old Zhao's hands? What's going on?"
"Jing Jing, let's go. We should go to the archives and read the files. We don't have much time."
Weiwei's voice came from behind and interrupted Ran Jing's thoughts. She clenched her hand and the Five Thunder Heavenly Master Talisman turned into a bright silver light and disappeared.
The archives of Dongguang County was located in the same office building as the county government office. However, the location was a bit remote. It was in the basement.
With Zhao Liwei's temporary work permit, the staff on duty naturally didn't say anything. He warned them not to take the files out of the archives, and that they were not allowed to photocopy or take photos of some of the files. Then, he gave each of them a pair of disposable gloves and shoe covers. After that, he ignored Du Kang and the others.
"Pfft, good heavens. How long has it been since someone came in?"
Du Kang pushed open the door of the archive room and was greeted by a cold and stale smell. However, it was very clean inside. There were shelves and bookcases, and there were many kraft paper boxes.
"Ah, that's it. Just now, that guy said that we can search it on this computer."
Du Kang saw that there was an open computer next to the door. The screen was showing the surveillance footage of the archives. Du Kang leaned over the computer and clicked twice. He pulled up the file information on the computer and quickly found the information he needed.
"Thirty-six years ago, the mysterious disappearance case. This is it!"
Ran Jing pointed at the text box that Du Kang found on the screen. She turned her head and looked at the bookcases. Her eyes swept over the signs. "Well … it's that one. Weiwei, come."
Ran Jing found the location of the files shown on the computer. It filled the entire bookcase. The files inside were a bit messy. Obviously, someone had recently gone through them. It should be Zhao Liwei's doing.
Opening the bookcase door, Ran Jing took a large pile of files and gave them to Weiwei. Then, she gave some to Du Kang. She also took out a lot for herself. The three of them sat on the floor and divided the work to find the information they needed.
"Damn, I haven't read so many books since I graduated from high school. Damn, my eyes are going blurry!"
Du Kang rubbed his sore eyes with his fingers and complained. He threw the last folder in his hand aside, leaned back against the bookcase, and let out a long sigh of relief. "Oh my god, my old waist."
"Phew, I'm finally done. How is it? Did you find anything?"
Weiwei put down the files in her hand and imitated Du Kang. She leaned against the bookcase and stretched comfortably. Her small hands massaged her shoulders. She looked at Ran Jing, who was still carefully reading the files, and asked, "Jing Jing, what did you see? Why do you look so pale?"
"It's … it's this. Come and take a look."
Ran Jing stuttered a little. Du Kang and Weiwei hurried to Ran Jing's side and looked at the files in her hand.
It was a yellowing photocopied copy of the county record. The handwriting was very blurred, and there were even some black patches in many places. However, the first few big words were still very clear. "Luo Cha Gate opens, all souls mourn together, mountains of corpses and seas of bones, stepping on blood to return …
"This is … Damn, this is the county record of the former Qing Dynasty. How is this possible?"
Du Kang took the copy and found that the corner of the copy was delicately marked with the year of the 13th year of the Republic of China. In other words, the Luocha Gate appeared once in the 13th year of the Republic of China. That was why people went to look for the county record of the former Qing Dynasty. However, both Ran Jing and Du Kang had heard of the poem, "The time doesn't match. What's going on?"
"Well, I think it's because of our preconceived notions that we misunderstood it from the beginning."
Weiwei pointed at the copy and said, "Let's think about it. It says treading on blood and returning. What does it mean by treading on blood and returning? The first sentence says the Luocha Gate opens. I think it's like this. This Luocha Gate was placed here by someone to suppress some mysterious power."
"Wait a minute," Ran Jing reached out and interrupted Weiwei.
She turned to look at Du Kang and said, "Xiao Pang, do you remember what those words said?"
"Well … Let me think about it. It seems so," Du Kang scratched the back of his head hard, slapped his forehead, and shouted, "I remember."
"Shh!" Weiwei and Ran Jing, one on the left and one on the right, reached out and pressed Du Kang's big mouth at the same time, telling him to keep his voice down.
"Well …" Du Kang, whose mouth was covered and unable to speak, could only nod to show that he understood. Weiwei and Ran Jing then let go of Du Kang. Weiwei looked disgusted and wiped her palm on her clothes, wiping off Du Kang's saliva.
"It seems to say … a hundred ghosts … a hundred ghosts wreak havoc in the world at night. Iron Buddha suppresses demons for five hundred years. A common scholar, following the example of sages, lived in seclusion in the forest, abandoned his body to cultivate the right way. I keep peace for the common people. Thirty-six years have passed, waiting for future generations to advance."
"There are two times in this story. The first one is the thirty-six years we mentioned." Weiwei analyzed.
Ran Jing said, "Yes, the other one is that Iron Buddha suppresses demons for five hundred years. We didn't pay attention to it at the beginning and thought it was just a legend in Dongguang Iron Buddha Temple. But now it seems that it is very likely to be a breakthrough. Five hundred years, damn it, five hundred years to use Iron Buddha to suppress demons. What kind of monster is it?!"
"The others don't seem to be valuable … Hey, wait, Sister Chu, look at this …" Du Kang casually rummaged through the remaining two or three newspapers in the bookcase. Suddenly, he gave a light cry and shook it. After brushing off the dust on the surface of the newspaper, he read it carefully. The more he read, the more shocked he became.
"Xiao Pang, what did you find?" Weiwei and Ran Jing also came over.
They found that Du Kang was holding a very old newspaper in his hand. The paper had already shown a dark yellow color. The texture was extremely crisp. When it was moved, it rattled, making people afraid that the newspaper would be broken into a handful of tattered paper in the next second.
Although the newspaper was very old, the content was fresh. It was about the 13th year of the Republic of China. It said that on the night of the 14th day of the 7th lunar month of the Republic of China, a terrible case happened. A person killed 49 people in a row and dug out their eyes and hearts.
There was a black and white photo under the report, which was also of poor quality. He could barely see the outline, but it was very blurred. However, he could roughly see that the background of the black and white photo was an old yard. In front of the old yard, there were people lying on the ground. Although Du Kang didn't know the specific situation of those people, his intuition told him that those people were the 49 people who died.
"It's them!"
After reading the report carefully, Weiwei was also shocked. After exchanging a look with Du Kang, they both saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.
After reading for a long time, Ran Jing still couldn't figure out what happened to Du Kang and Weiwei. She patted the old newspaper and almost tore it. Du Kang was scared and shivered. He put the newspaper flat on the ground.
"Weiwei, is there anything strange about this?
At that time, the Republic of China was in decline, warlords were fighting, bandits ran rampant, and people had no way to live. It was very normal for a group of bandits to kill dozens of people. As for the corpse's eyes were dug out, the chest and abdomen were cut open, and the heart was pulled out. Well, it was a bit strange, but … "