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After more than 30 seconds, the electronic tone automatically hung up the phone.

Yu Yiqin turned off the light and hung up the lock, and when he entered the house, he wondered whether he should dial it again.

In fact, he is not the kind of character that "you will die if you don't answer the phone", but at this stage, the situation is special, and he can't help but worry that the other party's non-answer is not because he missed it, but because he can't answer it.

So after hesitating for a moment, Yu Yiqin still made another call. The call was still on standby, but before he was forced to hang up, another call came in.

The caller was Yang Wu, Yu Yiqin pressed the call button, and heard Yang Wu say angrily over there: "Yu Yiqin, our director asked me to inform you that a mirror demon was found on Chengkang Road outside the South Fourth Ring Road. He passed by and asked if you would go?"

"Go." Yu Yiqin didn't think about it, and without turning on the lights, he retreated from the door of the house in the same way, and asked as he walked, "Where is the exact location?"

Yang Wu said in an unfamiliar tone, "It's in Weilan, oh yes, inside Weilan Pharmaceutical Factory."

Yu Yiqin glanced at the night sky, identified the direction and started to hurry: "How did you find him?"

"We didn't discover it, it was the news from the Alien Prevention Office, asking our colleagues nearby to come and support it."

"Okay, got it, thank you." Yu Yiqin hung up after finishing speaking, thinking it's no wonder Du Hanzhang didn't answer the phone.

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On the pharmaceutical factory side, it's not that Du Hanzhang doesn't want to pick it up, he just has no time to take care of him.

At this moment, he is completely wrapped in the mist, and the outside of his body is covered with a layer of enchantment. It is not a big problem to see the darkness and the stench in the field of vision. The problem is the suction force in the mist that pulls him away. .

It is so majestic and powerful that the previously indestructible barrier wall was torn into a strange shape.

Du Hanzhang had a very strange feeling, there was something in the suction force that attracted him to approach, but generally this kind of situation can be called bewitching, he was not in a state of obsession yet, and immediately threw a thunder talisman out.

Blue electric lights flickered in the darkness, but it was still darkness as far as the eye could see.

Lin Jing's laughter came from all directions, and his tone was full of joy and complacency, as if Du Hanzhang was already a fish on his family's chopping board. That's the thing."

Du Hanzhang heard him smile and then changed the subject, and put on a sarcasm tone: "The aura left on you is a living waste, why don't you give up resisting and give it back to me."

"After paying you back, what will happen to me?" Du Hanzhang didn't intend to pay back at all, but he still answered the call, while accumulating a handful of mixed spiritual energy in his body in his hand.

It stands to reason that he should die, and let the borrowed time pass by thousands of times like the tomb of He Lanke that has been seen again.

But Lin Jing would not tell the truth frankly. He said frankly, "What you were before, will naturally remain the same after you pay it back. That power doesn't belong to you in the first place."

"Really?" Du Hanzhang continued to argue.

Lin Jing became impatient. On the one hand, Du Hanzhang did not fly into the cauldron as he expected, and on the other hand, he saw Huang Xing at the factory gate fixing the mountain ghost blocking the way and burning it down, as if he had broken through the siege. rushed over.

These celestial masters are not very good in single combat, but they are very troublesome as a long-range support. Lin Jing didn't want to give them a chance to meet up, and immediately swept out of the fog with a huge snake tail, and slammed it outside the barrier. Then he transformed a group of mountain ghosts with magic energy, and continued to restrain Huang Xing.

After sweeping for a while, the barrier ball broke through in response, and the trend of flying towards Ding also increased by another gear.

Du Hanzhang staggered in the chapped barrier, when the fire formula in his hand was about to be fired, something white flashed in the corner of his vision.He froze for a moment, feeling strange in his heart, because the mist was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers, how could there be a white glow?

Curiosity drove him to glance over there, and then it was this glance that made him give up the saw and go to that strange cauldron, because the white...was vaguely a person's hair.

But Du Hanzhang didn't see the figure, what he saw was a hand on the edge of Fang Ding, the long white hair and the bulging black air were flying around his hand.

Who is this person?

Du Hanzhang's eyes shook, and a name involuntarily appeared in his mind: Chunyu——

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The black mist was as dense as the real thing, Huang Xing couldn't see what happened in it, but he could see them receding in a rapid gathering and shrinking trend, and all of them retracted into the floating square tripod.

At this moment, it had returned to its original size, as big as a football. Standing behind it, Lin Jing stared at the mist with a desire similar to that of a wild beast before eating.

Du Hanzhang was still in the fog, and if he didn't come out, he would be "swallowed" into the cauldron. Lu Xing became anxious, and while running wildly, he quickly squeezed the hand formula, and at the same time shouted: "The ancestor of the five elements, the essence of the six armors, Soldiers follow the day to fight, and the time follows orders, rise up!"

This is a wooden trick, which aims to borrow and amplify the natural power of the grass and trees in the world. Just listen to the word "Qi" fall, and the grass stalks on the lawn along the road grow out instantly, entangled in all directions with the mountain ghosts that are rushing.

Huang Xing stepped over the head of a mountain ghost like a jumping goat, his hand carved with amulets.The gun was already in his hand, he didn't aim too much, and fired a shot in Lin Jing's direction, and then roared with a "bang", "Old Du, how are you?"

But Du Hanzhang didn't respond to him. At this moment, the black mist that enveloped him was only a 20-inch suitcase, which couldn't fit him no matter what. He had already been "swallowed" by the tripod.

Lin Jing was overjoyed when he saw this, raised his hand and recalled Fang Ding to his hand, and grabbed the shot with his other hand.bomb.

son.The speed of the bomb and the runes instantly corroded a piece of flesh in his palm, causing the skin under his eyes to twitch in pain.

Seeing the prey in his hands, Lin Jing shouldn't have stayed in the first place. His body was already at the end of his strength, and unnecessary fighting would be harmful to him. He really wanted to leave quickly, but Huang Xing couldn't just let him go. With the strength of breastfeeding, I am chasing after him.

The two sides chased each other, and soon jumped out of the wall of the pharmaceutical factory, and ran to the unfinished building in the southwest that was half demolished.

There were rusty steel bars inside and outside the building, and Huang Xing was not Lin Jing's opponent, so he was suddenly caught in the mist, and fell down following a stubble of steel bars that stood up.He wanted to protect himself, but the mist of monsters came one after another. Huang Chen couldn't care less about his back, and was in a very critical situation for a while.

But just when his back was only a foot away from the steel bar, a pile of weeds suddenly emerged from the ruins and supported him in a ball.

At the same time, in the left corner of Lin Jing's left eye opposite him, a golden leaf suddenly floated over. Lin Jing frowned, and the alarm sounded in his heart for a moment. He turned his head suddenly and saw Duan Junxiu who appeared out of nowhere.

Duan Junxiu had just arrived, and the moment Lin Jing turned his head, he was looking at Fang Ding in front of him.

This artifact is very familiar. It is exactly what his adoptive father Duan Ying found in the image thousands of years ago. Duan Junxiu narrowed his eyes and took out a picture from the void: "Back then, I secretly assassinated Emperor Ling and Yu Xue in the grove outside the palace. The lazy one is you, right?"

The picture on the paper was directed towards Lin Jing, and the scene was clearly recorded by Kuxiaohua back then. Lin Jing had been lurking for many years, knowing that the director of the Demon League was not a good stubble, so he couldn't help being annoyed, so he gave Huang Chen a cold look, and then He said defiantly, "So what?"

Duan Junxiu laughed, but his face was very cold: "It's not that good, just follow the law back then."

The decree back then was to kill people for life, and the death of Emperor Ling was the greatest regret in Duan Ying's life. Even if he reached the pinnacle of the world later, his life was very gloomy. This is the kindness owed by Duan Junxiu for his upbringing.

Following his words, the fallen leaves around him began to roll wildly, the roots of the trees broke through the ground, and the petals fell off the branches, shooting towards Lin Jing like darts and sharp arrows.

Lin Jing didn't dare to be careless, so he had to pour out the devilish energy in Fang Ding again. The black mist and the grass and sawdust collided instantly. They were obviously not solid objects, but the movement they made was shaking.

This was a confrontation between big monsters, the speed was dizzyingly fast, and the strength was unmatched. Huang Xing couldn't help, so he had to find a stone slab to hide, so as not to drag the director of the Monster Alliance.

But those two fought and walked away, seeming to have forgotten his existence. Although Duan Junxiu has profound monster power, Lin Jing also has the magic weapon of Wanwu Cauldron in Lin Jing's hands. Anyone who came would not refuse, which made Duan Junxiu unable to gain the upper hand against Lin Jing's half disabled with full blood.

Where the two of them passed was either wind, sand, rocks or trees falling down the road. During this period, Lin Jing tried to sow discord in order to escape, asking Duan Junxiu, the majestic master of the demon world, why he was willing to sit on an equal footing with the human race, but Duan Junxiu was an ancestor of the Buddhist family. Saving trouble is more attractive to him than dominating the world.much confused.

Seeing that he was so clueless, Lin Jing put his devilish energy to the maximum, and was about to run away, but he turned around, and there was another person in front of him.

Yu Yiqin hurried over, glanced around and raised his left hand to his side, staring at Lin Jing who hadn't seen him for a long time, and asked, "Du Han...Where's Fang Xinren?"

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Du Hanzhang was in the cauldron, which was a foggy space, and there were many human figures moving through it, all of them were made of demonic energy, black from head to toe.

They tried to pull and bite him, Du Hanzhang urged the aura to come out to protect his body, but a strange phenomenon happened, the aura mixed with colorful colors unexpectedly fell apart inexplicably in the mist.

That is to say, his power will be disintegrated here. Du Hanzhang was startled for a moment, wondering if this is the characteristic of this tripod?

He was about to release another wave of spiritual energy to verify it, but a weak voice suddenly came from behind.

"Don't waste your energy, as soon as your aura leaves your body, it will be absorbed and refined by the cauldron of all things."

Du Hanzhang turned around and saw the reminder five or six meters away. He was sitting in a wheelchair covered with fog. , and the pair of eyes behind the eye holes in the mask also have a little familiar shadow.

It really was him——

The stone in Du Hanzhang's heart fell to the ground, he stepped forward and said, "Patriarch Chunyu, is that you?"

The masked man nodded at him, then turned the wheelchair left and right, beckoning him with his right hand: "Master Fang, this is the center of the cauldron furnace, it's not good for you, please come with me."

It's the 21st century, and he is still called a son. Du Hanzhang doesn't know how he has lived in the past 1000 years, but Patriarch Jingu is undoubtedly a convincing senior.

This man survived 1000 years in a lonely foreign land bent on tearing him apart and refining him, with his back still as straight as a pine.He saved Yu Xueyun before, and Du Hanzhang believes that he can also guide him now.

There is fog along the way, and Chunyu's voice has a kind of ethereal meaning in this vastness.

"Xue Wan..." he said a little surprised, "is he still looking for me?"

At this moment, Du Hanzhang's feeling was not jealousy, but envy. He said, "Well, he and your bird of common destiny have been looking for you."

"My bird of common destiny?" Chunyu turned his head and glanced at him, a little subtle surprise quickly gathered in his eyes, "Is it born?"

Du Hanzhang took out his phone and wanted to check Gu Chunxiao's selfies in Moments, but after taking out the phone, he found that there was no signal, so he could only nod at him: "I got it, she's over 600 years old, and she's a twittering girl. "

Gu Chunxiao was a calm male bird in the previous generation. Chunyu didn't expect it to be reincarnated into a chatterbox, and felt very fresh for a while, so he asked Du Hanzhang a lot of questions, such as how tall is she, what does she like to eat, etc. How did the year pass.

This posture is like an old father who owes his heart, but Du Hanzhang's answer is unavoidably simple, because he doesn't know much about Gu Chunxiao, but he is willing to answer Chunyu with some guesswork answers. After all, he has been isolated from the world for so many years. People must have deep thoughts and worries.

Chunyu was indeed very concerned, but he realized when he asked "what is milk tea" and brought the topic back to Du Hanzhang: "Sorry, I haven't heard from you for a long time, I have neglected you, Fang... No , Hanzhang, how did you get in?"

Du Hanzhang briefly told him about the experience of the pharmaceutical factory.

After hearing this, Chunyu sighed: "Lin Jing's temperament has changed a lot now, and he is almost a different person from back then. And you, it's easy to come in and hard to get out here, you shouldn't have come in to find me."

Du Hanzhang comforted him and said: "This tripod has a very strange suction, so whether it comes in or out is not entirely up to me."

This is true - Chunyu has a deep understanding of the suction he said, and knows how difficult it is to get rid of, but this time he has climbed to the mouth of the tripod, so the timing of Du Hanzhang's arrival is not the worst.

Chunyu thought to himself that if he supported him next time, the chances of him going out were quite high. Worrying is useless right now, so he can only stabilize his mind and wait for the opportunity.

Du Hanzhang has no objection to this. In all fairness, his situation is much more favorable than Chunyu's. First of all, there is a ready-made senior here. Secondly, when Huang Xing saw him coming in outside, Yu Yiqin would know soon. , Duan Junxiu must be one of the helpers. If so many people add up and can't manage a demon clan, it can only show that Lin Jing is indeed relying on his strength to move sideways.

His heart calmed down and his mind cleared up. As he walked around, he asked why Chunyu came in.

"Me? I marched into the canyon with the army. I was captured by Lin Jing after being ambushed. I was imprisoned in the demon camp for three days, and I was already here when I woke up."

Thinking about why there was a two-day time difference, Du Hanzhang thought it was because the tripod was still helping the tyrants in Youyang City at that time. He said, "Did they say anything when they imprisoned you? For example, asking you to hand over the Sifang seal and so on of."

Chunyu: "Yes. The demons believed the rumors spread by the people, thinking that the Sifangyin really has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and they covet it very much."

Du Hanzhang: "What about the printing pad?"

Chunyu: "Give it to them."

Du Hanzhang didn't expect him to be so "unscrupulous", and he was stunned for a while and said, "Is it okay to give it to them?"

Chunyu: "It's okay, that seal is very important to our clan, because it can copy the memory on the forehead bone of the clansman, but to others, it's just a mortal thing, no different from a stone, and it's useless for the demons to take it away. "

Du Hanzhang saw that he was calm, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at the mist-shaped figure floating on the road and said, "They were all human before, right? It was just changed by this tripod."

"Yes, they are all people who have been sucked in one after another, some earlier and some later, after the vitality in their bodies is drained, they will slowly turn into ashes."

One day, he will also become a speck of nameless dust in the world, but Chunyu is very calm in his heart, death is nothing to him, and it is more terrible to have no hope.Facts also proved that his persistence that no one knew was right, he waited for an old friend, and also knew the recent situation of Yu Xuelan and Gu Chunxiao.

Du Hanzhang actually wanted to ask why he still looked like a human being, but he felt that this question was a bit cruel, so he changed the subject silently: "Patriarch, why can your Sifang seal imitate memory? And the swastika-shaped one at the bottom Does seal cutting matter?"

"I didn't know before that the seal was passed down from generation to generation. Our fathers only taught us how to use it, but didn't tell us why it was so. However, during the time in the tripod, I found some clues. We Here you go, look."

As Chunyu raised his hand a little, a warm yellow spiritual light emerged from the void, it floated forward in the air, the light was very dim, but the surrounding mist dispersed in response to the light, and after a while a very high copper-green mountain wall appeared In front of Du Hanzhang.

This mountain wall seems to come from a high mountain, but it should actually be the inner wall of a copper tripod. There are traces of chiseling and carving in the texture of the mountain stone. If you look closely, there are repeated swastikas.

Chunyu's aura gradually flattened and flattened as it moved up, turning into a square pattern that also implied a swastika. It flew towards a swastika on the mountain wall, and after rotating at an angle, it stacked on top of it.

Then Du Hanzhang saw two vague ancient characters slowly appearing in the upper right corner of the chaotic patterns formed by the two swastikas.

At the same time, in the space framed by the diagonal line below them, many rows of densely packed small dots appeared.

Du Hanzhang's heart moved, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the secret treasure. It turned out that the Sifang seal and the swastika on the tripod had to be stacked to see what was hidden inside.

He squinted his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly, so he turned his head to look at Chunyu, and said curiously, "Patriarch, what is that?"

"It's Eight Spike Books."

According to legend, the eight-sui script was created by Emperor Yan, and it has long since disappeared in the long river of history. For Du Hanzhang, it is a lost ancient text, but in the eyes of the patriarch Jingu, who used the skulls of generations of clansmen as records, It can still be seen.

Chunyu spent 1000 years in the tripod, thinking about these day and night. He continued: "The two big characters should be Beidou. As for those small characters, the content is a secret alliance book from the Jedi Tiantong period. The alliance book records The content is the process of how the leaders of the four ancient clans divided their palms and secreted the calendar, and divided the land to rule. The way they secreted it was to turn the calendar of heaven into Yin Talisman, and engrave it into the utensils commonly used by the witches of various clans.

This cauldron of all things and the seal letter of our clan are likely to be artifacts of the Wu family of the two clans. There should be two other artifacts left. I have never seen them. The alliance book is still missing three pieces, so what are the two artifacts? It is also unknown now. "

Two things popped up in Du Hanzhang's mind, and he said, "I might know."

Those two things are likely to be the keel on his body, and the other is the stone tablet under Duan Junxiu's root.

He talked about the ins and outs of these things with Chunyu, and finally had a new question in his heart: "Patriarch, you just said that the four clans split the palms, so this kind of covenant artifact should be four, right?"

Chunyu let out a "hmm".

The strange thing is here. Du Hanzhang said: "But according to the results of our investigation, there are more than the four things with swastikas in the world. The Lingwang Tomb and the Yunliu Museum are respectively There are six other bronze vessels with symbols, how can this be explained?"

Chunyu thought for a moment: "It's not impossible to explain. You see, we Jingu do not belong to any of the four clans mentioned in this alliance book, but the Sifang Seal finally fell into our hands, that is to say, in the After thousands of years of replacement, the ancient covenant has become invalid. Since it is invalid, why can’t there be informed and ambitious people to reintegrate and secrete these records again?”

The patriarch of Jingu has always possessed extraordinary wisdom. Du Hanzhang had no way to refute it. After being convinced, he smiled and said: "According to what you said, if the Foreign Affairs Office can find all the swastikas on the six bronze vessels, they can also piece together a lost one. from the astronomical calendar?"

Chunyu smiled gently: "It's possible."

Then Du Hanzhang and Chunyu studied the swastikas on the keel and the stele. He had photos in his mobile phone. Chunyu traced the photos with inspiration, and then superimposed them on the mountain wall.

After an unknown amount of time, the four swastikas were finally successfully stacked together, and the fuzzy black dots filled the frame. Chunyu refused to let Du Hanzhang do anything, and waved his hands to borrow the black mist to build a ladder, and the two went up the stairs , and came to the integrated image.

Du Hanzhang knew nothing about it, while Chunyu brushed the handwriting with his finger and read word by word: "Official of astronomy, look up and look down..."

This paragraph is similar to "Book of the Later Han Dynasty".As recorded in Tianwenzhi, Du Hanzhang didn't pay much attention at first, but when Chunyu read the last main alliance member and alliance member, they all looked at each other in unison, because the ancient god who appeared at the end of this alliance book The four clans are different from all versions of later generations.

The four ancient clans in later editions are Xuanyuan, Shennong, Jiuli, and Youchao, but in this alliance book, the four clans recorded are Suiren, Mo, Nvyao, and Gui.

How can there be such a big difference in the same concept?

Du Hanzhang had a strange heart, and suddenly remembered something that seemed unrelated.

Before, he heard Guan Yaoquan chatting with a friend who believed in Buddhism. The two mentioned the origin of the word "mo" in Chinese characters. Du Hanzhang remembered that they said at that time that the word "mo" did not exist in ancient Chinese characters, so the Eastern Han Dynasty When the period began to translate Buddhist scriptures, the interpreters had to use the word "grind" instead.

At that time, he didn't believe this allusion, because he was an ancient who had seen it with his own eyes and fought against the demons, and he knew that the history of the demons had to be traced back to ancient times.

But now this letter of alliance made Du Hanzhang suddenly realize that the history of the demons he knew before was only read from books and heard from other people's mouths. As for whether it is a historical fact, it depends largely on The purpose and integrity of the recorder who wrote the book.

And the same records, if the records are true, the earlier the records, the less falsified they are.

Du Hanzhang thought confusedly: Is this Mo clan that has completely disappeared in history related to the demon clan in Tujiang?Then the Suiren clan is regarded as one of the first ancestors of China, so where are the remaining Nvyao clan and Gui clan?