Inheritance to beauty

The dark night sky is like thick ink that cannot be melted away. The only thing that illuminates this gloomy city is the bright moon.

On the walls of Sifang City, the words "Changsha Station" glowed pale, adding to the horror.

In Changsha City, the study of the Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Qishan sat in front of the desk, flipping through the archives and classics casually, but couldn't read a single word.He raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, and took out a ring from the drawer under the desk.

This is the clue he got from the coffin of the Japanese 076 military column two days ago. For this reason, he even broke a guard.He clearly knew that it might be a conspiracy by the Japanese, but he has no solution for the time being.

Holding the ring up to the light, he took a closer look again.The shape of the ring was peculiar, in the shape of a hexagon, and it was covered with spots of rust.In dim lighting, it looks quaint and textured.He and Eighth Master had long judged that it was an object from the Southern and Northern Dynasties, but unfortunately, he had only gone to Second Master before, but he refused to let go.

Zhang Qishan caressed the lines of the ring, feeling upset for a moment.

With a low sigh, he put the ring back in the drawer.

tomorrow……

In a small village not far from Changsha, a small figure stood by the window, quietly looking towards Changsha, wondering what he was thinking.The candles on the table behind her flickered, and several densely packed papers covered the entire table.

She was Yu Manli who was assigned a task by Wang Tianfeng.

With her makeup removed and her hair loose, she looked so fresh and pleasant.Even a coarse sackcloth still couldn't hide her elegance.She was holding a teacup in her hand, but the tea in the cup was already cold.

"This is your last assessment for graduating from military academy."

"If you want to survive, you must perform this mission."

"I can give you a boost here, whether you need it or not depends on you."

"Life or death is in your own hands."

Finally, before leaving, Wang Tianfeng gave her a photo. It was a good-looking man in a military uniform, with sculpted facial features, and the unique fortitude and calmness of a soldier.

It's him……

She recognized the person in the photo almost the first time she saw it.

She bumped into him on her way back from a mission three months ago.Seeing his cold and difficult to get along with, I thought it would cause trouble, but unexpectedly he didn't pursue it, and let her pay attention.

In just a few short conversations, Yu Manli could tell that he was a gentle person.

For such a person, she didn't want to deceive him at all, let alone hurt him, not at all.

Yu Manli bit her lower lip tightly.The water in the cup she held in her hand also rippled because of her mood swings.

She knows Wang Tianfeng's temperament very well, and she will never say useless words or give useless clues.The man in the photo is, without a doubt, an inevitable key to her mission.

She took out the carefully placed photo from her bosom, and gently slid her index finger over the face on the photo, her watery eyes were reckless and determined.

Sorry, she has no choice.

Stuffing the photo back into her arms again, she walked towards the desk.

She began to tidy up the scattered papers, which could be vaguely seen... Zhang Qishan, 076 military column, ring.

The candles were blown out, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

"tomorrow……"

The author has something to say: Allah, post the beginning late at night, try the water first.This is the second of the old nine fellows - Zhang Qishan.I still hope that the little friends who like it will collect more and leave more comments~ There is a colleague of the second master next door, if you are interested, you can go and have a look~