I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

He Chong shook his head.

Lu stumbled and really followed.

In the living room, a thin man dressed like a dog was holding a teacup. Seeing Du Ming approaching, he immediately got up and greeted him with a smile.

After some pleasantries, the other party got to the point.

"Mr. Du, what we are most worried about about your matter this time is that it will affect other citizens. If you need it, we can send someone to help you make room, or..."

The man in the gold-rimmed glasses didn't finish, but Du Ming interrupted him by raising his hand.

"Mr. Lu, I don't need to bother you. We have our own discretion and won't interfere with other people. As for other help, I, Du, have not reached that level yet."

The secretary said a few more words, but Du Ming didn't seem to want to talk about anything more. Soon, the other party left in despair.

"It's a beautiful idea for them."

After the other party left, Du Ming sighed with emotion.

"What's the problem here?"

Lu Jian felt that Du Ming definitely did not refuse the help of these people because he wanted to be fair and open. There must be other reasons.

"Oh, you are young, maybe the elders in the family have not told you that the position of Xuanjun is not simply in charge. Whoever can become Xuanjun will inherit the inheritance of Xuanjun, including some ascending, immortality, etc. Fa, these things, Xuanjun himself is not very useful, but those ordinary people have taken a fancy to them."

Du Ming explained slowly.

"Presumably those foreigners came here for these things. There are more than these things hidden in Jiangcheng Mountain."

"Longevity, Ascension?"

Lu Jian immediately thought of Taoist Heming. In a foreign land, things with such words are definitely not good things.

"They said they were helping, but they actually wanted to plunder wealth and steal the longevity law. They are just a group of thieves."

Du Ming laughed lightly, shaking off the soot.

===552. Nine Streams Gather===

At night, Jiangcheng Theater.

This is not the same location as the future Jiangcheng Grand Theater. It is in the urban area. There is no performance today, so it was vacated and rented by Du Ming. . .

After dinner, the three of them came here.

The huge theater was empty, with only one light shining in the center of the stage.

"Hold on."

Du Ming seemed to know that others would be late, so he lit a cigarette.

Lu Jian glanced around, and soon, the first person came.

It was a man who looked potbellied and bewitched by good wine and food.

He was wearing a mandarin jacket, his steps were heavy and hurried, his face was shiny, and he was holding a folding fan in his hand.

"Brother Du, it's too difficult to find your position. I asked the driver to go around for several times before I found it."

He and Du Ming seemed to know each other too, and they spoke in familiar tones.

"Don't be kidding, if there is a way in this world that Qi Ye can't recognize, then I have to see it."

Du Ming greeted, and then introduced.

"Qi Ye, the successor who moved mountains to find dragons, his ancestor was the Captain Mojin handpicked by the emperor."

"Don't, there is no emperor now, it's called archaeology, archaeology."

Qi Ye corrected.

Judging by his clothes and living conditions, archaeology in this era must have brought a lot of income, Lu Juan thought.

"I heard that many people are watching this Xuanjun battle. Brother Du, you see, I'm usually busy, so I just come here to join in the fun and respect the tradition."

Qi Ye took out his handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

This is probably what a greasy house looks like.

"Yo, Brother He, long time no see, who is this?"

He noticed He Chong and Lu Jian.

"My name is Lu Jian, and my goal is to become Xuanjun."

Lu Bian replied immediately.

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Seventh Master was a little confused.

"Really, really know how to joke."

He wiped his sweat again.

At this time, the second person arrived.

The man looked around and walked out of the darkness.

This is a woman.

It looks like he is about 30 years old, wearing a cheongsam that is common to women in this era, the charm still exists, and his gestures exude an elegant atmosphere.

Among the few people, only Qiye seemed to know her, the potbellied "archaeologist" said aloud.

"This is a descendant of the Tang family, Ms. Tang Que, her family is a family of morticians."

"Stitcher"

Lu Yi really couldn't connect this woman with this profession.

Tang Que glanced over and only stayed on Lu Jian's face for a while longer. After she greeted her, she sat on one side, separated from them.

"The mortician suppresses ghosts and ghosts, all he has learned is the hard work of horizontal practice. It can't be seen that this Miss Tang still has such superb skills."

Du Ming made a joke.

The latter two appeared in tandem.

The one who appeared first was wearing a short shirt. Although his hair was gray, he looked strong and capable, with a gun on his waist and sharp eyes.

"Old man is Shi Buwen, who walks hundreds of miles. The children in my family are not good enough, so they won't come to make a fool of themselves."

He bowed.

The one who appeared later was wearing a brand new suit. He was forty years old, with a sly light in his eyes.

"Below is Dai Yuanyang from the Star Reaching School, please take care of me."

"Anyone else?"

Several people waited for a while, and Lu Jian counted, and there was probably a paper cutter short.

"let's start."

At this time, a voice came faintly from a corner of the theater. Everyone followed the sound and saw an old man wearing sunglasses and dressed in a simple way, sitting there with a cane.

No one knows when he sat there, as if he disappeared from everyone's sight from the very beginning.

"Old Zhang, you are really elusive."

Du Ming said something, and then introduced it to others.

"Old Zhang, who belongs to the branch of the paper cutter, is an old senior who has participated in the four Xuanjun battles."

"Hehe, he's just an ordinary blind old man."

He replied in a low voice.

"I participated four times, didn't I fail to win the final four times?"

Lu Jian blurted out subconsciously.

""

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

"Ahem, everyone, we gathered here this time for the next Xuanjun position. According to tradition, we will launch a series of competitions to determine the final winner."

Before Du Ming finished speaking, he saw someone raised his hand.

It was Dai Yuanyang, who was well dressed.

"What's your opinion, Mr. Dai?"

Du Ming suppressed his thoughts and asked.

"It's like this. As for me, I stayed abroad for a while and got in touch with many advanced countries. This time I came back, mainly because of the entrustment of my mentor. He is very interested in our nine-rate abilities and skills. His The country is currently in need of such talents, so I would like to invite everyone to participate in research and visit abroad."

Dai Yuanyang said directly.

"At the same time, it's too wasteful for Xuanjun's inheritance to be sealed up in Jiangcheng Mountain. I think we can take it out and make good use of it for the benefit of everyone."

After he finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

"Oh, this is breaking the rules. Brother Dai, we are all not on the stage. Let the secret things be buried in the soil. You can't dig them out casually. You should take back what you just said."

Qi Ye was the first to speak, and he persuaded.

"Everyone, the current situation is turbulent and the war is endless. Everyone is a capable person. Good birds choose trees to live in. There is no need to limit yourself for these traditions. Xuanjun looks majestic, but in fact he is just an emperor. Why don't you go overseas with me and have everything you need, money and wine."

Dai Yuanyang did not accept Qiye's proposal, but continued.

"In foreign countries, there are quite a few people with similar abilities to ours. After scientific research and development, they have become stronger. Instead of wasting here, how about starting a career together?"

Hearing this, Qi Ye couldn't hold back his face.

"The last time I came to Zhaixing, I remember it was called Dai Yuanzheng?"

Suddenly, the blind paper cutter spoke.

"Yes, that's my brother."

Dai Yuanyang thought it was the other party's heartbeat, so he immediately replied.