After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 400: Xu Jinsong ran away? A cave in the bitter bamboo forest!

"Heng Hu has broken through the spiritual realm. The caravan will hold a banquet to celebrate in a while. Are you invited?"

"Brother Hu called me. Mr. Wang, do we need to prepare some gifts for the occasion?"

"Just give him a red envelope. What other gifts do you need? He didn't prepare any gifts for you when you broke through the spiritual realm, did he?"

"That's different. I didn't set up the table."

"Oh, you have to prepare it yourself. I'm very busy these days, and I'm not sure if I can go by then. Just give him a red envelope, it's not a big deal."

"Well, speaking of which, it's been a while since I broke through the Spirit Realm, but it seems like you, Mr. Wang, didn't give me a red envelope, did you?"

"You haven't set up the table yet..., please wait a moment, I'm busy here, let's talk when I'm free..."

"beep……"

Hearing the busy tone coming from the phone, Chen Yang's face froze.

This old man is too realistic. It was just a joke, but he took it seriously?

……

Shao'e City, Mountain Hunting Association.

In the spacious and bright corridor, Wang Yuanchao hung up the phone and said to himself, "That was a close call."

He has already figured out Chen Yang's routine. If he chats with him for a few more sentences, he might have to pay a big gift.

Putting his cell phone in his pocket, Wang Yuanchao turned and walked towards the No. 1 information room at the end of the corridor.

When I opened the iron gate, there were already several people inside.

In addition to Liu Jianguo, there were two old men and a middle-aged man in his forties sitting next to him.

Opposite them, under the illumination of strong lights, an old man with a pale face was sitting on an interrogation chair, his hands and feet tightly shackled with alloy shackles.

Last night, under the leadership of the association, we communicated with the top management of Baoguo Temple and took decisive raid actions, arresting all three spiritual realm lay Buddhists identified by Panda.

A surprise interrogation was conducted overnight.

However, the mouths of these three people seemed to be quite reliable. They used many methods, but until now, they have not been able to pry open the mouths of these three people.

"Brother Bai, I've been here with you all night, and you're still not going to tell me?"

Liu Jianguo picked up a cup of hot water and placed it on the old man's table.

"Dangdang!"

The old man didn't even look at it and just pushed the cup of hot water to the ground.

Liu Jianguo frowned slightly.

The other people also had grim expressions on their faces.

The old man looked at Liu Jianguo and the others calmly, "What are you talking about? You said I was in contact with the Hu family? Researching banned drugs? Haha, do you have any evidence? You dare to arrest people at will, you are really lawless..."

The old man was filled with righteous indignation, his eyes wide open, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"Bai Zhiqing!"

At this time, the middle-aged man shouted in a low voice, calling him by his name.

The old man paused and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said, "This time we came to Shuzhong, in addition to leading the scientific expedition, we also have a mission, which is to provide support to Elder Liu and the others. We want to arrest you, what evidence do we need?"

The old man's face trembled slightly when he heard this.

Arresting someone without evidence?
Are you so crazy?
"Director Qiao, I am innocent!"

The old man cried, "Liu Jianguo and his men want to persecute me. I am innocent..."

"shut up!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "We have given you a chance. If you confess voluntarily, you may be given a lighter sentence. If you still refuse to change your mind, don't blame us for using extraordinary measures..."

The old man's face froze when he heard this.

Obviously a little scared.

He was well aware of the association's torture methods.

In this situation, the association will not talk about morality and will directly torture him. He is not sure if he can withstand it.

"I want to see my master!"

He managed to utter a word.

His master, Xu Jinsong!

A person at the level of Creation, a veteran figure in the Shu Mountain Driving Association.

Perhaps he thought that his master would definitely be able to protect him.

Wang Yuanchao said, "It's useless no matter who comes. Do you think we will attack you without any evidence? Bai Zhiqing, don't be lucky. Tell the truth about your problem and try to get lenient treatment..."

The old man kept silent.

"Stubborn."

The middle-aged man obviously didn't have as much patience as Liu Jianguo and the others, so he gave Liu Jianguo a look.

"Why bother?"

Liu Jianguo shook his head helplessly, took out a few silver needles without saying a word, and stabbed them into Bai Zhiqing's head.

"you……"

Bai Zhiqing was terrified.

His hands and feet were bound, and he had no ability to resist at all. Several-inch-long silver needles were inserted directly into the Baihui point, temples and other acupoints on the top of his head.

"what……"

Pain, pain that penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

Bai Zhiqing screamed madly.

The piercing sound frightened Wang Yuanchao and others so much that they couldn't help but cover their ears.

For the Ganshan Association, the people they usually get to hear from are all practitioners in the Panshan Realm, and there are many powerful people among them. How could they not have some special means to deal with these people?

While Bai Zhiqing was screaming, heart-wrenching cries could be faintly heard from the two interrogation rooms next door.

Obviously, the other two were experiencing the same thing as Bai Zhiqing.

Bai Zhiqing screamed for a long time before Liu Jianguo gave him another injection, temporarily stopping his pain.

"If you don't accept my toast, you'll have to drink the wine for punishment. Do you think that Lao Liu and I are so easy to talk to?"

The middle-aged man looked at him coldly, "You don't have to say it, but I have ten thousand ways to make you say it..."

Bai Zhiqing was trembling all over, his face was as pale as paper, "I want to see my master."

"Do you think he can save you? What are you daydreaming about? To tell you the truth, he can't save himself now..."

While the middle-aged man was speaking, Liu Jianguo pulled out a silver needle from his head.

"what!"

The severe pain then came like a tide.

The cries of pain rang out again, like a pig being slaughtered.

After a while, someone pushed the door open.

The person who came was Hu Kai, and he looked a little flustered.

Liu Jianguo gave Bai Zhiqing acupuncture again to relieve the pain.

The room was full of big shots. Hu Kai came to Wang Yuanchao timidly and whispered something, but no one knew what he said.

Wang Yuanchao frowned.

The others all looked at him.

Wang Yuanchao said to the middle-aged man, "Xu Jinsong ran away."

"Ran?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

You know, in this incident, Xu Jinsong was the key suspect. Baoguo Temple specially arranged two people in the realm of creation to watch him. How could he be allowed to run away?
Hu Kai hurriedly stammered and explained the situation.

Just now, Xu Jinsong suddenly attacked the two high monks in the Creation Realm who were guarding him during morning class and broke out of Baoguo Temple.

……

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly.

"Old Liu, come with me. Old Wang, you stay and continue the interrogation. Use the necessary means on him. If he really doesn't want to talk, just kill him."

It was obvious that Director Qiao had a bad temper. He left in a hurry after saying a few words.

Wang Yuanchao and Bai Zhiqing were the only two people left in the room.

Wang Yuanchao glared at him and Bai Zhiqing shuddered instantly. The needle in his head had not been removed yet and his face was extremely pale.

"Lao Bai, you just heard what Director Qiao said. I will only ask you once. If you don't cooperate, I can only go to the next door to ask Lao Yu..."

Wang Yuanchao's tone was indifferent.

Bai Zhiqing had no idea what he meant.

If you don’t tell me, you will die!
He didn't have much contact with Wang Yuanchao, but he knew that he was a ruthless man. With Director Qiao backing him up, this guy would definitely have the guts to kill him.

"I said."

Bai Zhiqing's lips trembled.

The moment he heard Xu Jinsong escape, he knew that the situation was hopeless and he no longer had the thought of continuing to resist.

Wang Yuanchao was obviously relieved. He sat down opposite him and called someone to take notes. "Tell me, how much of the Hu family's banned drugs did you participate in? How did you participate? Who else was involved?"

"call……"

Bai Zhiqing seemed to have lost all his strength, and his head drooped dejectedly. "We are only responsible for providing ideas and plans for the experiment. Baoguo Temple has the most comprehensive database of medicine refining in the whole Shu area. Master is also an authority in the field of medicine. Every six months, we will have a meeting with the Hu family to discuss the experimental data with the experts of the Hu family and formulate the next experimental plan..."

"In 09, we produced the first batch of [Qiling Powder] and began animal experiments, but the success rate was too low. Many animals participating in the experiments died within a short period of time..."

"We made many improvements, and it was not until 19 that we started clinical trials on large animals and humans..."

"However, these have nothing to do with us. The Hu family is in charge..."

"Besides, because domestic control is very strict and the selection of experimental subjects is very rigorous, so, as far as I know, most of the experiments are conducted abroad, mainly in the Kingdom of Jusa, the Kingdom of Dwarfs, and some poor countries in the Southern Hemisphere..."

When he said this, there was even a hint of pride between Bai Zhiqing's brows.

Wang Yuanchao's face turned pale. "You still think you have done a great thing, right?"

It’s not that Wang Yuanchao is a saint. You may not regard the lives of the Japanese as life, but are the lives of people in those poor countries not human lives?

Bai Zhiqing paused, "We are only responsible for providing research ideas. Everything else is none of our business. At most, I am just relying on my identity as a master to provide cover for the Hu family..."

……

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Daqishan Mountain is covered in silver.

In a mulberry field behind the bitter bamboo forest.

There are graves, new and old, scattered here and there.

This piece of land is the village's cemetery. Most of the people with the surname Chen in the village are buried here a hundred years later.

Some of them are still worshipped, but many have become desolate graves.

On the seventh day after his ancestor's death, Chen Yang went to the mountain to pay homage early in the morning, and then went to the ancestral tomb to sort out the graves of his great-grandfather, great-grandmother, and grandmother.

My great-grandfather passed away early, in the 1970s. Conditions were poor at that time, and my grandfather and great-grandmother built his grave piece by piece using stones they picked up in the mountains.

My great-grandmother passed away in 02, the year Chen Yang was born.

At that time, the family conditions were better, so the old man rebuilt the tomb and buried his great-grandfather and great-grandmother together.

As for my grandmother, she passed away in 07.

I heard from my parents that he died of illness.

Chen Yang was very young at that time, only five years old, and did not have many memories.

As far as he could remember, all he knew was that the winter was very cold and there was very thick snow. On the day of the funeral, the snow was also terribly heavy.

My grandmother’s grave is right next to my great-grandfather’s and great-grandmother’s graves. It is also a joint tomb, one side is sealed and the other side is still empty.

A few months ago, when my grandfather came back, he would often come here to visit, chat with his parents and wife, and clean the grave. That was where he belonged.

But who would have thought that things would take a turn for the better and Chen Yang cured his illness.

……

"Xiaoyang?"

A voice came from outside the mulberry forest.

Chen Yang lowered his head and looked outside, and saw that it was Mr. Song who was passing by the woods carrying a hoe.

"Second Master."

Chen Yang walked out.

"What? Visiting your grandmother's grave?"

Mr. Song looked at him in surprise, "It's not a festival, don't mess around..."

Chen Yang was shocked when he heard this, "Do you have to choose a day to visit the grave?"

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Mr. Song was the one who didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Do you think you're going to the vegetable market to buy vegetables? You can go anytime. Banks still work from 9 to 5, work five days and rest two days..."

Ok.

He really didn't think much about it.

Scratching his head, Chen Yang said, "I just finished paying homage to my ancestors, and came over to take a look and cleared the weeds and leaves..."

Mr. Song nodded slightly.

There are indeed rules for ancestor worship. Unless there are special circumstances, you cannot just go whenever you want.

The two of them walked towards the village together.

Chen Yang asked, "Second Master, do you know my great grandfather and great grandmother?"

"We are from the same village, how could we not know each other?"

Mr. Song said, "Your great-grandfather was a butcher. In those days, he was a very powerful man. Your family was the only one in the village that lived a slightly better life and could often eat meat. Otherwise, how could your grandfather have married such a beautiful wife..."

Chen Yang was a little amused when he heard this.

It seems that Mr. Song doesn't know much about their family affairs and his understanding is too one-sided.

"Your grandfather was really lucky. He wasn't that good looking, but he was surrounded by a bunch of girls. At that time, we were so envious..."

Chen Yang was amused. Was his grandfather so popular when he was young?

He had never heard the old man talk about these things.

"If you want to talk about the most beautiful one, it has to be your grandma."

Mr. Song was shocked, his eyebrows full of admiration, "I have never seen anyone so beautiful in the surrounding area, who speaks so nicely and is so gentle..."

Chen Yang had heard these words from his grandfather, who talked about how beautiful his grandmother was back then.

There are also photos of grandma at home, which Chen Yang has seen. There are a few photos of her when she was young. She was indeed beautiful, but not as exaggerated as Mr. Song said.

"At that time, there was a girl named Zhao. I forgot her name. She was pretty and often hung around your grandfather. Later, your grandfather got married and he no longer saw the girl. Hey, to use today's words, your grandfather was a scumbag. He probably broke her heart..."

As they talked, they entered the bitter bamboo forest. Mr. Song looked Chen Yang up and down, "What a pity, what a pity..."

"What a pity?" Chen Yang was a little puzzled.

Mr. Song said, "Your family's genes are too strong. Your grandfather, your father, and you all look pretty much the same. You didn't inherit much from your grandmother. Only your eyes look alike, and your nose and mouth are also somewhat similar. Well, you know what, when you look closely, you are quite similar... Oh..."

As he was speaking, Mr. Song suddenly cried out in surprise, missed a step, and fell down.

Chen Yang was quick-witted and quick-handed. He grabbed him and lifted him up.

"Hemp skin."

Mr. Song stood firm, still in shock. He looked at the big hole in front of him and couldn't help cursing, "Isn't this hole filled? Which bastard dug it open again?"

This old man really uses dirty words when he curses.

Chen Yang's eyes also fell on the hole in front of him.

The Half-Toad Temple is still quietly sitting nearby, and the hole next to it looks very abrupt.

There used to be a spider's nest below, connecting to the cave where the bodies of Ding Huanchun and Ma Santong were found.

Some time ago, the villagers were afraid that the poisonous spider would hurt people, so they organized people to carry soil to fill the hole.

But now this hole has been dug again.

Chen Yang frowned slightly. He knew very well what was going on under the cave.

Who is so bored that he would dig this hole again?
"Ma Pi, you scared me."

Mr. Song looked as if he was still frightened. The cave was at least three or four meters deep. If Chen Yang hadn't pulled him down, he would have broken several bones if he fell down.

Chen Yang didn't say anything.

He used the radar to probe downwards but found nothing, so he immediately released his mental power and probed deeper into the cave.

The bottom had indeed been dug through, and the spider web inside also showed signs of being damaged.

anyone?

Continuing to explore with his mental power, Chen Yang detected several moving figures in the stone chamber where the skeletons of Ding Huanchun and Ma Santong were found.

……

In the hole.

There are three people in total.

A young man and two burly men.

The three of them were carefully surveying the cave.

"Xiaohui, it seems our intelligence is correct. Look, on this stone wall should be the [Thirteen Scouting Techniques] of the caravan. It's a pity that it's destroyed and we can't see it clearly..."

A strong man with short hair stood in front of a stone wall. There were obvious fresh scratches on the wall, blurring the original words and pictures.

"Take a copy of it on paper and study it slowly when you get back."

The young man gave an order and then turned to other places, searching everywhere in the cave, as if he was looking for something.

The short-haired burly man hurriedly copied the martial arts techniques on the stone wall.

Although this technique was intentionally destroyed, it is still possible to repair it.

Another middle-aged man with a broad back and thick neck came to the side of the young man and said, "This place has been visited by someone before. Even if there is that thing, it has probably fallen into the hands of the caravan. Xiaohui..."

"no way."

The young man shook his head. "The insider of our Li family who was planted in the caravan has confirmed that Liu Henghu and his men only found Ma Santong's body and the lost Thirteen Scouting Techniques. Since the Ding family member died here, there is a high probability that the iron certificate is still left here. We should search carefully and don't miss any corner..."

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(End of this chapter)