Rediscover the prosperous cloud

Everyone was stunned, staring at the strange words on the secret letter, unable to speak for a long time.

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☆、Chapter 50 Netherworld

What exactly does this mean? Jing'er felt hairy all over, and asked in a trembling voice.

I don't know exactly what it means, but the only thing I know is that Mingfang killed my younger brother.Chang Weiming clenched his fists tightly to suppress the resentment in his heart.

If we want to know what organization it is, we can only know it from these letters. Without further ado, Brother Chang, please translate it.

Ok.

Time passed slowly, and in the dark underground stronghold, the candlelight was constantly flickering, reflecting on Chang Weiming's cheeks, which looked a little weird. The brush in his hand kept flying, translating the contents of each secret letter, with an extremely He was dignified, and sometimes he would stop there and couldn't write any more. After an unknown period of time, Jing'er beside him had already fallen asleep, and Chunzhen was also tired, so he leaned on Duanyan to rest.Chang Weiming finally put down his pen and heaved a sigh of relief. He said to Duanyan:

Young Master, I have already translated everything.

Really? Thank you so much.Duan Yan said hastily.

There is also a comparison table of code words, the young master just needs to write it down.Please allow me to leave.

Duan Yan looked at his slightly blue face, knowing that he must be very uncomfortable, so he nodded.Chang Weiming withdrew, and when he left, he didn't forget to call away the brothers who were surrounded by spies.

Young Master, you can call me directly if you need anything.he said finally.

Duanyan gently shook Chunyu awake, and Shen Qingzhi surrounded him, Hou Andu shook Jing'er awake, and brought her to Duanyan's side.Duanyan looked at the secret letter in his hand, frowned his pretty brows, and began to read aloud:

On the third day of April in the third year of Qianyuan, I received a mission from my lord to investigate an organization called Mingfang. This mission is labeled as a first-level secret mission, and no one else can know about it except me.

On the tenth day of April in the third year of Qianyuan, I set out to look for Mingfang.The clue my lord gave me was a tavern in Jiankang City called Jukexuan, where he once saw the Taishang King having a secret conversation with the people of Mingfang.I came to Jukexuan and asked if there was a person in black clothes with a black moon and blood wolf teeth on his neck.The owner of the store remembered it clearly. He said that the man frightened him a lot. The man's lips were black, his face could not be seen clearly, he was wearing a strange weapon, and he had tattoos of black moon and blood wolf teeth on his neck.I asked him if he remembered where he had been, and he replied that he probably went to the southeast.Such an answer was too broad for me to continue my investigation, and the thread just fell off.

I asked the boss if it was that terrible person who booked the upstairs box, and he replied yes.I thought this was probably a trading place for them, and I had to wait and see, so I lived here.There was no clue for five days in a row, and just when I was about to give up, that person appeared again, this time making a deal with the Supreme King again.I eavesdropped outside the box, but with my hearing, I couldn't hear anything clearly. Their conversation seemed to be silent.Finally, the man left the box, and I followed him quietly.

The man was indeed heading towards the southeast. I followed him all the way to the foot of Qixia Mountain. He entered the mountain, so I had to follow him quickly.To my surprise, he actually entered the temple. I found that she had entered the guest room in the west wing. I sneaked a peek inside and saw two people inside, a man and a woman. The man seemed to be their head. Men are respectful.They quickly packed up their things and looked like they were going to get out of here.I quietly caught a little monk and asked him who these people were. The little monk's answer made my hair stand on end. He said that the west wing room hadn't been lived in for a long time.I couldn't ask any more questions, so I had to go back, and they came out, mounted their horses, and headed southwest.I had to follow them, they were the only leads.

For a month, I followed them from a distance until they came to a small village in the southwest mountains on the [-]th day of May in the third year of Qianyuan.I don't know if they found me or not, but I can only follow this way.Large-scale sacrificial activities that I can't understand are held in the cottage, as if living people are sacrificed to the mountain.I asked the villagers what they were doing, and the villagers said they were going to worship their gods, and he pointed me to a carved pillar with a black, ferocious devil with big fangs on it, and he said it was them God, I thought it was a demon god.

On May [-]th of the third year of Qianyuan, I lost those three people. I could only ask the villagers, and the villagers told me that they were priests of the Black Spirit Sect here, and now they probably returned to the main altar of the Black Spirit God in the deep mountains. Yes, it's very mysterious there, and the villagers who are familiar with the mountains don't know where the entrance is.They told me that the Black Spirit God is sealed in the mountain, where there is abundant energy, and bless them with good weather and a smooth harvest, on the condition that they send their virgins to the mountain to sacrifice every year.I think the Black Spirit Sect they are talking about is Mingfang. I said that I want to join the Black Spirit Sect and hope they can help me lead the way.

On May [-]th of the third year of Qianyuan, after trekking in the mountains for several days, we finally arrived at the place where the villagers said they had seen priests appear. They all bowed devoutly and then retreated down the mountain, leaving me one person.I groped around and found a cave, and I mustered up the courage to go in. There were all strange stone wall paintings inside, and what seemed to be carved seemed to be a story.I read it carefully and recorded it according to my understanding. The content is as follows: