Great Sui Guoshi

"This man..." "On the mural."

"Oh my God......"

"No, is it really a fairy?"

The present researchers stared dumbfounded at the handsome young face under the tree. It looked exactly the same as the scholar on the cave murals taken by Z9 before, even the clothes and attire were almost exactly the same.

"Intercept the screen of the characters! Quick!" The leader of the team shouted, waking up the startled researcher over there. The next moment, there was a "click", and cracks appeared on the huge screen, stretching across the display on the cave wall. Instantly off.

"Team leader, the ion barrier machine is broken."

The middle-aged man with glasses nodded, indicating that he heard it, and let out a breath. If there was no blocker to block the unknown energy just now, they might be killed or injured by the impact. Looking back now, they are a little scared.

"Have you captured the screen?"

"It has been preserved."

"Save the original painting. No one is allowed to call it out without the above file." The middle-aged man took off his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose to calm himself down. He asked someone to print the saved character picture to him, and then waved his hand: "It's getting late, you guys should go down and rest too."

After dismissing his subordinates, the man took the printed photos in his hand and walked to the nearby cavern, pressed the password, stepped into the slowly opened mechanical door, and passed through the narrow passage. Pottery urns with talismans, eerie puppets, long knives stained with blood...

The man walked past the sealed items one by one, and stopped in front of a wall for a moment, raised his head to look at the wall, and there was a yellowed ancient painting hanging there.

In the painting scroll: old Matsushita on the precipice, a scholar in green shirt and white robe with a smile on his mouth, is playing chess with a Taoist who can only see his back.

There was disbelief in the man's eyes, and his lips trembled slightly.

"Yes...he... is back."

Extra Story Chapter 18 Old Ancestor

In the storage room surrounded by iron walls, the exhaust pipe hums continuously, and the yellowed ancient paintings reflect slightly in the light.

In the quiet room, the middle-aged man was holding the printed photo, and he couldn't help shaking while hanging by his legs. Looking at the picture scroll, the scholar who was playing chess suddenly raised his face and smiled at him.

"what?!"

The man quickly took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and put them on again. In his sight, everything in the scroll was as usual. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling much more at ease.

He remembered that many, many years ago, he was an ordinary researcher, and later became a recorder in the storage room. From the first day he came in, he saw this painting. Many things here have unknown stories. , Some are evil, some are sad, without exception, they are not suitable to exist in the world of ordinary people.

Only this ancient painting in the storage room has no record of any case, and it has a number different from other sealed items: zero.

After checking it out, I became even more curious about it, thinking about its origin every day in front of the painting, until one day, when I heard the news that the former seal recorder was seriously ill, I asked the other party about the origin of the painting by visiting. Only then did I know that this painting came earlier than the other party, and the other party also explored its past, and learned that the date of this painting can be traced back to the day when Z6 was established, or even earlier.

In other words, it appeared even longer than the Z6 research room.

Not long after, his inquiring about the ancient paintings seemed to have alarmed the upper echelons, and he was ordered to stop the inquiring. He was transferred from the post of recorder and returned to his identity as a researcher. Since then, he has never been able to enter the archives for ten years. In the living room, it seems that the ancient painting has gradually faded from memory.

In fact, he never forgot that he kept this curiosity at the bottom of his heart. Every time he passed by, he would quietly glance at the door of the storage room, hoping to step in there again one day, maybe one day in the future, he Can find out the story behind the ancient painting that has no record.

Another ten years have passed. He has gone from 27 years old to 37 years old to 47 years old. He entered the storage room, but this time, he saw an old man who had never seen it before standing in front of the ancient painting.

The old man was not in good shape, his white hair was sparse, his back was bent so hard to lift, he just looked up at the ancient paintings on the wall, he didn't seem to hear the words he asked, so he just stood there for a while, Hunchback, step by step away with hands behind his back, the man chased out, only to find that the slow-moving old man had disappeared outside the door.

In the early morning of the next day, he suddenly received a notification from above, and came to the mountain research room. Under the guidance of the guards, he came to a cave that stretched out. He knew that this was the origin of Z6 and Z9.

There are no modern furnishings in the cave, the undulating ground, the uneven rock walls dripping with water, and the stalactites hanging above the head. From time to time, there is a slight sound of "pop" water droplets falling on the ground, and then go inside. The ground slopes down, and there are stone tables and benches, a simple stone bed, and a huge Yin-Yang stone carving in the middle of the opposite cave wall. Sitting there cross-legged with fluttering Taoist robes.

Soon, the old man opened his eyes, and the cloudy eyes seemed to contain all the truths in the world.

On this day, the man also learned from the old man that the origin of the painting, and even the origin of Z6 and Z9, can be traced back to the Sui and Tang Dynasties. The means of subjugating demons and eliminating demons were scattered among the people. Later, after the fall of the Sui Dynasty, the Jingyaosi people scattered all over Kyushu had already spread their branches and leaves, and gradually formed many factions. In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, they began to integrate and serve each dynasty one by one. As the aura became thinner, the use of spells gradually decreased, and faults appeared.

In modern times, Fanbang knocked on the country's gates with artillery, and the means of subjugating demons and demons with magic methods declined more completely, and were gradually replaced by various machines and sciences.

That’s why there are now two special departments, Z6 and Z9. As for the painting, for the past 20 years, the man only knows that the scholar in the painting is from Qixia Mountain, the national teacher of the Sui Dynasty, Jing Yaosi, and Z6Z9... .. the ancestors.

As for whether it is a fairy or not, the old man did not mention the story behind it. However, on this day two years later, he received something from Z9 and saw the mural on it, and his heart jumped out until he saw it clearly. The blurred figure in the picture seemed to be electrified all over, and his limbs stood there numb.

"National Teacher of the Sui Dynasty..."

The moment he saw the face of the figure under the tree, the name flashed across the man's mind like lightning. Now, comparing it with the picture scroll in the storage room, he was more convinced that the man really existed.

Before he knew it, the man looking at the ancient painting was covered with fine beads of sweat. He took off his glasses and took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead and neck. The path of the cave was long, and when he came to the simple and dark stone gate, he pressed it with one hand, and the stone gate slowly opened with a heavy rumbling sound, allowing him to enter.

"He may be back."

The man walked up the stone steps, and handed the photo in his hand to the old man sitting cross-legged in the middle of gossip. Opposite him, he slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, and quietly looked at the young man standing under the tree with his hands behind his back on the painting. Scholar, beside him is an old donkey gnawing on the grass.

The loose white beard trembled slightly, and the old man squeezed his lips, his voice was difficult and weak.

"It's him...it's him...hehe...hehe..."

The old man seemed to have not smiled for many years, his smile was stiff, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. He raised his sleeves, took the photo with his skinny hand like bark, and looked at the man in front of him.

"I can't leave... I can't leave here... You go and tell him that my old friend, Sun Yingxian, is still alive..."

"Where is he?"

The old man didn't answer, but just closed his eyes again. The man felt the air around him become oppressive instantly, as if something invisible was passing by his side. Before he could be surprised, the old man who was sitting cross-legged pursed his lips and raised his cuffs , finger goes south.

"In the northwest of Qixia Mountain, in a city next to Qixia... remember...he has a gentle temperament...you have to be polite...don't... ...to piss him off...you can't beat..."

"Can't beat it?"

"...I'm afraid no one in this world can beat him...he...is a god..."

The man stood there in astonishment, and then shook his head. With a scientific background, everything has its source, even if there are gods, there are restraints.

The old man closed his eyes, perhaps feeling the man's disbelief, and just smiled.

"The mural you are studying...was painted by the old man...probably...in the Tang Dynasty...I don't remember when it was. …”

The man was immediately startled by these words, he didn't even know how he left this cave, and it was difficult for him to digest what he just heard.

However, afterward, he still picked up the phone and made a call to Z9, and took a flight overnight with the people to the direction pointed by the old man——Nanguan City.

.......

At the same time, the speeding off-road vehicle drove out of the urban area of ​​Nanguan, entered the urban village on the edge of the city, and parked in a nearby alley according to the guidance of the navigation.

'click~~'

Pushing the energy-suppressing clip into the gun, Ah Feng nodded to his female partner beside him, and the two of them opened the door together with the strong man driving the car, took out the energy-suppressing device from the trunk, and walked to a row of taxis with lights on. building.

At night, there are noisy people, the sound of the TV, the crying of children, and the miserable wailing of women are mixed together. Occasionally, there are a few dogs barking in the dark alley.

In the noisy rental building, in the lighted windows, a rather 'real' story was being staged. Lu Liangsheng was sitting on the sofa, watching the 'movie' he had drawn with great interest.

Extra Story Chapter 19 The Intruder

The lights of the barbecue stand were dim, and the oily smoke lingered.

In the potholed street, the old three-wheeled car staggered past a nearby rental building with the puddles and water. Lu Liangsheng sat on the sofa and looked at the vacated dining table with interest. , a man and a woman walked into the door standing on the ground out of thin air, arm in arm.

It's like a couple meeting their parents. The man who opened the door should be the woman's father. He enthusiastically invites the daughter's boyfriend in. The space changes and becomes a living room, chatting and joking around.

......

Daoist Toad sitting on his apprentice's lap touched his flat chin, jumped to the floor and walked to the transformed living room, raised his toad face and walked among the three of them, patted the calf of the woman in a short skirt with his web, and touched the young man again. The fabric of the man's trouser legs, while the other three seemed to just feel a little itchy, scratched, and didn't care about the toad in front of them.

"It's not bad, it's immersive! It's very hand-feeling."

Toad Taoist looked at the apprentice on the sofa, and pointed to the TV over there: "Next time, you can draw the movies of those foreign people fighting and killing on the TV, so that I can have fun for my teacher."

The words spread to the sofa over there, Lu Liangsheng peeled a peanut, knocked open the old donkey with its big mouth on the back of his hand, stretched out his hand, the peanuts turned into a handful and put them on the coffee table, let the old donkey eat whatever he wanted, and responded to Master "Okay." At the same time, the handsome face turned sideways and looked at the door.

Over there, Taoist Ha climbed onto the lap of the woman who was interpreting the story, jumped to the small table and took a sip of tea. Hearing the disciple's words, the night wind blowing outside brought a sound different from that of the market.

Toad narrowed his toad eyes, straightened his short short legs, stood up, shook his wide robe sleeves, leaned back and stood at the small table, nodding slightly.

"There are guests here."

Lu Liangsheng sat there, with a smile on his lips, and nodded: "There is more than one person. The Qi Guanji should be those people from Qixia Mountain yesterday."

Negative web looked at the toad on the window lattice, his robe fluttered in the wind, he got down to the ground and went back to his apprentice, turned on the TV, continued to watch the screen on it, and waved his web.

"Liangsheng, you sent them away."

"Let them come in, it's better not to get in touch with them." Lu Liangsheng didn't feel wrong. He came to Guidi for the first time, and he didn't do anything bad, and he didn't feel guilty, but he didn't want to have too many interactions with people in this world.

As he spoke, he stretched out his sleeves and flicked his fingertips toward the door. There was a light 'click' sound, and he twisted and opened the lock, hiding the master and the old donkey, and the illusion was not accepted. If it could scare people away Not bad.

Almost at the same time, several footsteps outside the house softly walked up the stairs,

A big man in a suit silently put the device on the ground, pressed the button, and nodded towards a man and a woman who were walking against the wall in front, making a gesture of "ready". side, pressing small steps to the door.

call......

Hearing the chattering voice behind the wall, Liu Qingyue took a few light breaths, and nodded to her male partner. A Feng, who was opposite her, stared sharply, stepped towards the door, raised her foot and kicked——

Bang!

However, the door was not locked, and opened inward in response, hitting the side wall. The man raised his gun and yelled in: "Don't move! Put your head in your hands and squat down!"

After the words fell, the voice suddenly stopped. The man's expression was stunned. Liu Qingyue, who was hiding on the other side, saw this, and called out: "Ah Feng?" She hurried out, pointed the muzzle of the gun in, caught her eyes, It seemed like an ordinary family, two men and a woman were sitting there drinking tea and laughing, they didn't seem to hear the movement at the door.

"So arrogant?! You ignored us." A Feng murmured after regaining his senses, slowly lowered his weapon, and walked towards the seemingly older man, "Excuse me, is this Lu Jun's rental house?"

However, the old man ignored him, and continued to talk to the opposite couple as if there was no one else around.

At the door, Liu Qingyue frowned slightly, walked in, and looked at the three people over there.

"They seem...not to see us?"

A Feng walked around the old man, stretched out his hand to touch the man in the opposite couple, pressed his fingertips on the neck of the other party, and obviously felt the warmth and body sensation, just like ordinary people, and the latter also made tickling movements Response, as if feeling someone touch yourself.

"They're real...but they can't see us, which is weird."

"Could it be that we were pulled into some kind of hallucination by the other party?" Liu Qingyue's pretty face showed a dignified expression, and when she saw her male partner reaching out to touch the woman in the couple, she softly shouted: "Ah Feng, What are you doing?! Even if it is a hallucination, you can't mess around."

"You said it might be a hallucination, it must not be real!"

The man withdrew his hand in resentment, and lightly brushed the hair of the woman in the couple. He smelled the fragrance of shampoo, raised his gun and swept around, shouting violently: "Come out! Don't hide because we don't know you're here!" , the surrounding has been blocked by our people, it is impossible to leave!"

Sitting on the sofa where they couldn't see, Lu Liangsheng was not surprised to see a man and a woman guess the illusion. This group of people has a lot of experience, otherwise it would not be possible to easily solve the wood ghost that night.

"Cousin, what's so noisy outside!!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded, the bedroom door was opened, and a fat young man in only underwear leaned out halfway, shouted to the outside, saw five strangers in the room, and was frightened He quickly retracted, poked his head out again, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you? Where is my cousin?"

Lu Liangsheng patted his forehead, and suddenly forgot about Lu Jun who had been sleeping in the bedroom all afternoon. Now the two of them didn't know when they would be able to leave. Over there, the man and woman who saw the Lord coming out made a decisive decision and rushed to From the bedroom, the chubby young man who was wearing pants and topless was taken out of the room.

"Your name is Lu Jun?"

"That's right...Who are you, this is the house I rented..." Lu Jun originally wanted to argue for a few words, but suddenly saw the guns hanging by the men and women's legs, and his voice faltered Baba got up, took a step back, and waved his hands again and again: "I am not Lu Jun, you have found the wrong person."

The corner of A Feng's mouth curled up into a sneer, and he pulled him over directly, and stretched it into the pocket of his heavily worn trousers, took out his wallet, took out an ID card from inside, took a look, and then threw it to the side of the cupboard.

"And then? So your ID card is also fake?"

Lu Jun squeezed out a smile stiffly, shrank back tremblingly, his teeth were chattering up and down, "I have something to say...you two...I really want to I don't know you..."

Liu Qingyue at the side raised her hand and pressed the shoulder of the male companion who was still talking, and glared over, "Ask something serious, don't scare him, he is just an ordinary person!"

As she said that, the woman looked at the young man opposite with gentle eyes.

"Your name is Lu Jun, do you know Wang Laojiu? He has been arrested now because he used a lot of counterfeit banknotes. According to his confession, the counterfeit banknotes were all collected from you. Let me ask you, where did your money come from?" Who gave it to you?"

On the way here, she had already read the information about Lu Jun, an ordinary person who has been playing tricks with the crew all year round, his income is not high, and his social circle is also in the trap, suddenly there is such a huge amount of money, there is obviously a difference The path, not to mention the coins with the same number, must be related to the supernatural being.

As long as he confesses the other party, Liu Qingyue still thinks that these low-level people can be punished lightly, after all, few people can withstand such a temptation.

Lu Jun was so frightened that he stammered, "Where is my cousin...?", the room suddenly became quiet. The three people who were still talking and acting before, Sitting motionless in the chair.

The moment Afeng and Liu Qingyue realized something was wrong, they turned their heads to look, and a sigh sounded from the empty sofa over there.

"It turns out that you are because of the money. It has nothing to do with my cousin. You can ask me."

On the sofa, a handsome young man with short hair in a T-shirt suddenly appeared. He threw away the peanut shells in his hand, stood up and looked over with a smile.

The voice also said gently:

"Sit down and talk."

Extra Story Chapter 20 People, Ants

The sudden appearance of a figure startled a man and a woman here. They raised their arms nervously and pointed their guns at the young man in front of the sofa over there. From previous experience, the other party must be a supernatural being. For abilities like invisibility, wouldn't it be that there are two people with abilities here?

One can copy, the other can hide... But here, apart from the young man in front of the sofa, there is only a little fat man who is trembling. The moment the thought flashed through his mind, Afeng turned his gun and pointed at it. Lu Jun at the stove.

"Replicator, is that you?!"

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, Lu Jun was so frightened that he almost jumped on the cabinet, waved his hands quickly, and almost cried, "No...I'm not...don't point your fingers."

With a sad face, he looked over to the sofa over there.

"Cousin...you can still be invisible..."