Pixiu Rearing Guide

Bang bang a few gunshots.

Two of the four fell in a pool of blood one after another. The Burmese soldiers swarmed up, immediately restrained Du Ziyu and Shen Shi, confiscated the weapons, tied them up, and locked them in the warehouse together with their two dead "companions". inside.

"We were fooled." Du Ziyu stared at the two corpses on the ground, and felt a chill run up his spine and go straight to the back of his head—if Mr. Shan really lured them over on purpose, how did he know they would come? After finding the Emerald Battalion, how could they just plan on the eve of their assault and take away the national treasure?

Among them, is there a spy?

"They, why didn't they kill us?" Shen Shi asked suddenly, but there was no fear in this question, he also looked at the people in the pool of blood, but he was a little puzzled.

At this time, there was a chaotic movement outside. Du Ziyu listened for a while with bated breath. It was the sound of footsteps. There were many people, but they didn't panic.Du Ziyu moved to the gate with difficulty, looked out for a long time through the gap between the doors, and frowned.

"They... seem to be evacuating?"

Why evacuate?Why only kill two people?Why locked him and Shen Shi in the warehouse?

Questions kept popping up in his mind, but he couldn't think of an answer. Du Ziyu turned his head to look at the wooden box containing the rough stone, frowned and murmured: "If you really want to evacuate, why don't you take the jade away?" With more and more chaotic footsteps, Du Ziyu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes! Let's hide in the wooden box!"

As he spoke, he tried his best to rub back to Shen Shi's side: "Quick! Try biting the rope for me?"

Without saying a word, Shen Shi bent down, and within a moment, the rope was broken by his sharp canine teeth.Du Ziyu struggled a bit, and when he was free, he immediately helped Shen Shi loosen the rope.

"Come and help me pry this side off!" Before he had time to explain, Du Ziyu rushed to the nearest wooden container, and together with Shen Shi, he pried open the wooden boards that sealed the box, emptied all the rough stones, and piled them all up in a corner of the warehouse.Then he took off his clothes and tried to wrap himself in this pile of strangely shaped stones, pretending to be a human.The warehouse was dark and messy. Perhaps in the chaos, these Burmese soldiers who carried jadeite would not find this tricky.

Du Ziyu prayed silently in his heart.

The footsteps outside were getting closer, Du Ziyu quickly turned back to pry the second box, but Shen Shi suddenly held his arm down.

"Don't bother, I can't get in." Shen Shi's expression seemed to be mocking Du Ziyu's thinness. He had already understood Du Ziyu's intentions at this moment, and suddenly picked him up by the waist and threw him into the box. It wasn't spacious for Du Ziyu, and this person was still struggling fiercely, so he couldn't be placed in the box smoothly.

"We both went in, who will fix the cover?" Shen Shi pressed Du Ziyu's shoulder: "Besides, that pile of stones is too unlike you. I'll sit next to you later and block it for you."

"Shen Shi! Let me go!" Du Ziyu knocked his knee against the box, and he glared at Shen Shi angrily.

"I will find you."

"You bastard! Then no one will hide!" Du Ziyu was a little anxious. He found that this kid was very powerful. When he got serious, he couldn't beat him at all: "Let go of me! My bones are about to break..."

"I will live." Shen Shi seemed to be able to see what Du Ziyu was thinking, he grabbed Du Ziyu's shoulder: "I am Pixiu, even if this body is gone, I can still live in other ways, you have to recognize me .”

"I don't recognize it! Who knows what body you will use next time? Is it a human, a beast, or a monkey baboon... Who wants a strange body! You are so stupid, you can get me a Burmese, Vietnamese, old man or something Forget it, how about changing me to a woman?"

Shen Shi stared at Du Ziyu heavily, and suddenly raised his hand with a knife. Du Ziyu finally calmed down. He pushed the man into the box, put the lid back on, and said softly, "I promise, my life will be with you." , grabbed the rough stone casually, and knocked back the raised nails one by one...

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This stinky boy is doing this trick again!

When Du Ziyu woke up, he had already been stacked as cargo in a van. The van was bumping on the mountain road, and as far as he could see, there was a pitch-black interior.

Shen Shi...

Reciting the name silently, Du Ziyu stretched out his hand and grasped the pixiu on his chest, his heart seemed to be pinched by someone, it was twisted, painful, and numb... It seemed that the heart was exhausted by enduring such a panic of not going anywhere Yu tried his best to pump blood, his body was so cold that it was almost indistinguishable from a piece of rough emerald.

But fortunately, there is still a glimmer of hope, so that all thoughts will not be lost.

boom--

Suddenly a muffled sound shook the ground, and the car trembled a few times. Du Ziyu's whole body tensed up, but the darkness in front of him couldn't stop the raging fire in his mind.

Arms depot, blown up.

Shen Shi...

The wooden box was tightly clasped with the fingertips, and the wooden spikes got stuck in the belly of the fingers. Du Ziyu's eyes were hot and sore, and the violent tremors on the ground told him that there must be more than one bomb in the arsenal.

The reason why the independent army wanted to retreat was because they had tons of explosives hidden in their arsenals, allowing the government forces to ignite them.and

Throwing himself and Shen Shi in the emerald storehouse is to let them be blown to death together.

So why waste bullets on the other two?

Is it because they are afraid that they will escape easily?Or are those two people spies?But if these members of the independent army even said that they would collapse if they were spies, why should they spare these two bullets and not give him and Shen Shi a good time, so as not to have long nights and dreams?

Maybe Mr. Shan let them capture alive?Perhaps during his coma, Shen Shi had been taken as a hostage?Maybe……

Mechanically rotating and reasoning in my mind, the knots that I couldn't figure out at the time were untied one by one at this moment.So where is the van going now?next camp?Or the second stash of national treasures?Where is Mr. Shan?Have you seen through the counterfeit of the Qin family? Is Qin Muzhi still safe?

Du Ziyu's mind was spinning so fast that his temples ached, but he couldn't stop.Because, once he stopped, he could hear a voice from the bottom of his heart, which seemed to be praying more like calling for help.

His heart is cautiously questioning his brain.

What about Shen Shi?

Was Shen Shi captured or thrown away in the warehouse?

Will Shen Shi still be alive?

What about Shen Shi...

The weak, tiny voice full of tears, like a string being wound, pressed over and over again, asking:

What about Shen Shi?

Will Shen Shi still be alive?

What about Shen Shi...

Du Ziyu endured inner torture and bumped in the car for a long time, until his heart, liver and lungs were about to be knocked out. The truck finally stopped, someone opened the cargo, and carried the boxes of goods down.Du Ziyu felt the light through the cracks in the wood, but soon fell into darkness again.These boxes seemed to have been transferred to a warehouse. When the sound of footsteps faded away, Du Ziyu slammed his back and head against the box a few times, and the wooden cover was knocked open. He turned out of the wooden box and fell to the ground. .

This place is indeed a warehouse, but it is much larger than the warehouse in the Emerald Camp.In addition to the wooden boxes of rough jadeite, there were many wooden boxes with numbers marked on them. Du Ziyu didn't care to look at them, so he walked to the door of the warehouse and pushed it, which was locked from the outside.He checked the warehouse again and found that there was a ventilation hole on the top. He immediately climbed up with the wooden box and pushed open the ventilation window. There was indeed an air duct inside.He immediately put his hands together and crawled along the wind tunnel.

About 5 minutes later, he found the second ventilation window, with a dark corridor underneath. Du Ziyu's eyes flicked across the printed carpet and gilt wallpaper, and his heart skipped a beat.

Isn't this corridor the corridor outside the "black market" casino?

Could it be that the national treasure is also on the black market? !

Du Ziyu didn't dare to go down easily. He looked around and found the room where Lao Luo's stone gambler used to live. He crawled in that direction, and soon found the ventilation window in the room. Below was the bathroom. He waited for a while, I could vaguely hear someone's voice next door, but I couldn't make out what was said.After a long time, there were sounds of people walking and doors closing outside, and then Du Ziyu carefully jumped out of the ventilation window and quietly pushed open the bathroom door. There was no one in the room.

Slightly relieved, Du Ziyu quickly pushed open the bedroom door where he had rested, and immediately locked it behind him. There was a landline next to the bed. He rushed over, grabbed the receiver, thought for a while, and dialed a series of numbers.

Soon, the phone was connected, and Du Ziyu immediately said, "Uncle Luo, it's me."

"Xiao Du?!" Lao Luo was obviously surprised: "Your number..."

"Uncle Luo, let's talk about a business?" Du Ziyu suddenly interrupted Lao Luo's question: "I'm in the black market, didn't you always want me to be a gambler and help you make money? You give me the authority, today Press me at night, and I will let you win."

"Why did you go to the black market again? Are you not afraid of Mr. Shan?"

"Who is your stone gambler tonight? I will replace him."

"Xiao Du, are you... all right?" Lao Luo heard that Du Ziyu's tone was not right, but he was snatched away again.

"Uncle Luo, are you okay? You don't even make money?"

Lao Luo was silent for a while, and finally agreed: "Okay, I understand. Let me handle this matter, you wait."

"I'm in your private room, waiting for your people to come." After Du Ziyu finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

If his guess is correct, tonight will be the last battle between him and Mr. Shan.

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The casino in the black market is still the city that never sleeps, and Du Ziyu is sitting on the ring in place of Lao Luo's stone gambler, looking at the stone gambling wall on one side of the ring.His eyesight was not what it used to be, and with just one glance, a mocking smile appeared on his face. He turned his head and looked at the strange face opposite, and it turned out to be a European.His gaze once again fell on the betting stone chosen by this person, Du Ziyu's smile gradually deepened, and he snorted softly.

"I'll choose the second-to-last stone in the third row." After saying this, the audience booed. The European candidate just now had a poor skin, and I didn't expect this Chinese to be even less discerning.

Du Ziyu seemed to have heard the slander of the gamblers below, he sneered, and kept his eyes fixed on the referee, so that even though the embarrassment on this person's face was fleeting, he accurately captured it.

This Mr. Shan is really treacherous and cunning!