Global Card Master: Start Awakening the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 256 Three monks have no water to drink

Huiyang City, Ande Street.

Jiang Ming and his three companions took a leisurely stroll in this largest commercial street.

They are all young people in their late twenties, so it is impossible for them to have no interest in these things at all.

"If you like, go in and take a look. There's no rush now."

Looking at Shen Meng and Xiang Yao's eyes, Jiang Ming nodded and encouraged them to go in and take a look.

But he and Fan Huai did not enter.

It is a lingerie store after all.

"Brother Ming, do you suspect there is something wrong with these two people?"

Sitting on the bench at the door, Fan Huai lowered his voice but pretended to be normal and asked.

Under normal circumstances, he would have taken the resources and left, but at the last minute, Jiang Ming chose to stay and play for two days. It was impossible for him to be so idle.

After all, Gu Lingyun had assigned them quite a few tasks.
"It's not the two of them."

Jiang Ming shook his head, his eyes constantly scanning the heads of passers-by on the street.

But everything is normal.

The information of the natal card is similar to that of other cities, if you have to pick out some differences.

Are people's natal cards here generally higher than those in other cities?
But this can only mean that the people here may be more talented,

"Oh oh."

Seeing this, Fan Huai didn't ask any more questions. Jiang Ming always did things in a mysterious way, and sometimes he might just do something big.

Jiang Ming said it conveniently, and he would tell it himself without them asking.

In this case, they discovered some clues that were difficult to explain, and Fan Huai and his team just had to follow up.

Next, Jiang Ming and Fan Huai accompanied Xiang Yao and Shen Meng on a stroll, as if they were really here for a trip, and they did not take the initiative to do anything.

"Just shopping?"

Lou Sheng looked at the report from the person next to him and frowned slightly.

"Yes, the two women were shopping the whole time, and Jiang He and the other one were just accompanying them, and they didn't do anything else."

"Is there any skill that can leave a fake body behind?"

The female secretary from before asked when she saw this.

"That shouldn't be possible. We have been observing their expressions, and they are exactly the same as real people. We didn't find anything wrong."

The person reporting shook his head, seemingly unhappy that the woman was questioning their professionalism.

"Keep watching, and report back if there's any movement."

Lou Sheng waved his hand, signaling his men to retreat.

It seems that the entire city is under their surveillance.

No matter where Jiang Ming and the others go, they will know.

"At present, everything that needs to be hidden has been hidden. Are we just going to give away the [Scepter of Extreme Cold]?"

The [Scepter of Extreme Cold], which was originally federal property, seemed like a personal property in the woman's mouth, and there was some resentment in her eyes.

As soon as she finished her words, a big hand grabbed the woman's neck.

Lou Sheng seemed to have become a different person. He looked ferocious and said in a low voice: "If you want to die, don't drag us down with you. Do you know who Jiang He is? Do you know how strong Jiang He is? Do you think you can shake the sky with your own strength?"

The woman whimpered but couldn't say anything until her face turned blue, and then Lou Sheng let go of his hand.

There is no sense of pity or pity at all.

The woman immediately fell to her knees, gasping for breath.

"Remember, we are just executors and have no right to comment on the orders from above." Lou Sheng said coldly and turned back to his desk.

The secretary covered her neck and nodded to show her understanding, but she still felt unwilling to lose the [Frost Scepter].

Lou Sheng sat back in his chair and turned on the computer. The screen showed the movements of Jiang Ming and the other three.

Their every move was under Lou Sheng's surveillance, but so far they had not found anything abnormal.

At the same time, Jiang Ming and his three companions continued to stroll on Ande Street.

They walked into each store, trying out the merchandise like ordinary tourists.

Xiang Yao and Shen Meng were completely immersed in the joy of shopping. They tried on various clothes, picked out accessories, and completely forgot that they were in a strange city.

As night fell, the four decided to find a place to eat.

They walked into a luxuriously decorated restaurant and ordered a sumptuous dinner.

"How was your shopping today?" Jiang Ming asked Xiang Yao and Shen Meng.

"It's great. Everything here is so unique." Shen Meng said excitedly.

Xiang Yao also nodded in agreement, "I also bought some special gifts and plan to take them back for my friends."

The four of them ate and chatted, enjoying the food and each other's company, and did not notice that in the corner of the restaurant, a pair of eyes were silently watching them.

In Lou Sheng's office, his eyes were fixed on the surveillance footage on the screen.

The movement trajectory of Jiang Ming and his four companions was clearly displayed on the map, and every move was under Lou Sheng's control. Lou Sheng's fingers tapped lightly on the table as he thought about Jiang Ming and his companions' true purpose.

"They can't just be here for tourism." Lou Sheng said to himself, "Jiang Ming is well-known, there's no way he's hanging around here for no reason."

The female secretary stood aside, her eyes revealing a hint of uneasiness. She knew Lou Sheng's methods and dared not raise any more questions. She could only silently wait for Lou Sheng's next instruction.

"Continue to monitor, but don't act rashly." Lou Sheng ordered, "I want to know their every move and every detail."

The female secretary nodded and immediately turned around and went out of the office to make arrangements.

Of course it is impossible to arrange only one team to keep an eye on it.

At the same time, Jiang Ming and his three companions were enjoying dinner in the restaurant. The topic was light-hearted and cheerful, as if they were really just here for a trip.

"Let's go to the museum tomorrow." Jiang Ming suggested, "I heard from passers-by that there will be new exhibits tomorrow."

"Yes, museums are rare nowadays," Fan Huai responded.

Early the next morning.

Jiang Ming and three others came to Huiyang City Museum.

In fact, overall, it looks similar to the museums I visited before.

But this only refers to Jiang Ming.

The other three people still found it a little strange, especially the historical descriptions on the exhibits.

During the great migration era, many of these historical items were lost and are rarely seen in reality.

Jiang Ming did not go shopping with them.
But just look around alone.

In a corner of the museum, there is a special exhibit - an ancient stone tablet.

There are some strange symbols engraved on the stone tablet. According to the historical narrative below, the age cannot be determined, but it is at least 3000 years old.

Jiang Ming looked at the pupils shrinking
Damn, isn’t this Chinese?

When I see Chinese in a place like this, besides feeling inexplicably familiar, I also feel a tingling sensation on my scalp.

Could it be that there is someone else besides myself?

What is recorded on the stone tablet above is actually a story about three monks, which was a very common children's story in the previous life.

However, the stele records a dark version. The three monks are all demons.
One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, three monks have no water to eat
They were all human beings when they were alive, but they were not united in mind, lazy by nature, and unwilling to give more for each other. Each of them recited his own scriptures and beat his own wooden fish, and no one went to fetch water from the temple anymore.

Until a big fire burned down their temple. However, even in this situation, no one was willing to take the initiative to put out the fire.

The three monks died in the sea of ​​fire and turned into demons.

It seems to be buried in fire, but in fact it died in water.

Thus, the water that they once depended on for survival, the water that they most desired during the fire, became the demon they feared.

Is there any profound meaning in this story?

Although Jiang Ming understood it, he didn't expect it to have any connection with this city.

His eyes stayed on the stone tablet for a long time, but he still couldn't see anything. Jiang Ming could only take out his mobile phone and take a picture of the contents on the stone tablet.

There is no need to worry about being discovered that you know Chinese.

This language
It is completely different from the current federal language.

At the same time, Fan Huai, Shen Meng and Xiang Yao were also browsing different exhibition areas of the museum.

They showed great interest in ancient weapons, armor and various handicrafts.

Fan Huai was particularly interested in some ancient martial arts equipment and would imitate the postures on them from time to time.

After Jiang Ming met up with them, the four continued their tour.

In another section of the museum, they found some information about the city's history.

Data shows that Huiyang City has a history before the Great Migration Era and was once an important cultural and economic center.

Jiang Ming and his friends had never heard of this city that was not popular outside the Asia-Pacific region.

After the visit, the four left the museum.

"Where to go next?"

Fan Huai and the other two will follow Jiang Ming's instructions for all arrangements for the next two days.

"Let's go to the library and read some books~"

Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Fan Huai's face froze.

Reading is a very distant word for them and they haven't come into contact with it for a long time.

However, if Jiang Ming wanted to learn more about the history of this city, he could only go to the library.

Wait until you arrive at the library.

Jiang Ming sent them a friend message.

"Look for ancient books on the city's history, books that record the city before the Great Migration Era."

When the three of them saw that it was a survey, they all replied with "Received".

Although he looks lazy and relaxed on the outside, he is still very careful when choosing books.

From noon to afternoon, Fan Huai pretended to fall asleep at the table.

Xiang Yaocai handed over a book
It is recorded above that three days before the migration, Huiyang City experienced a big fire, but the people quickly put it out and became more united, and the subsequent migration process was also quite smooth.

It corresponds to the fire element mentioned by Jiang Ming, and most importantly, Xiang Yao privately checked the relevant news on her mobile phone.
As a result, there was no information about the fire on the Internet.

In this age of information explosion, this kind of thing is impossible.

The next day, Jiang Ming and his three companions continued to wander around the city.

Visited some ancient buildings and ruins, trying to find evidence related to the legend.

I found some ancient murals in a new temple, which depicted the story of three monks and a fire.

However, the three monks in the mural are different from those described on the stone tablet.

The monks in the mural united as one in the fire, fought the fire together, and finally succeeded in putting out the fire.

Compared with the version on the stone tablet, the contrast is quite big.

But how can the stories of the past be combined with what is happening now?
Jiang Ming stood in front of the mural with a frown on his face.

Time travel?

However, there were people visiting the temple nearby. Seeing this, Jiang Ming pretended to be an ordinary passerby and asked, "Brother, can you tell me what book is recorded on this mural?"

The tourist next to him was a middle-aged man. After hearing Jiang Ming's question, he smiled and replied, "Oh, this mural tells an ancient legend of our Huiyang City. It is said that a long time ago, there were three monks in this city. Because of their disunity, the water supply to the temple was cut off. Later, a fire broke out. They realized the importance of unity and finally worked together to put out the fire."

Jiang Ming nodded to express his gratitude, and then sent a message to Fan Huai and the other two: "It seems that this legend is different from the story on the stone tablet we saw in the museum."

Fan Huai came over and whispered, "Which one is true, this mural or the story on the stone tablet?"

Jiang Ming did not answer directly, but said: "Maybe both are true, just telling the same story from different angles."

"Let's go."

After viewing the murals, Jiang Ming and his friends no longer wanted to continue shopping.

Anyway, from the beginning to the end, it wasn't just them who were investigating.

At best, they are Chaoyang masses, just helping with the investigation out of interest.

Of course, this was what Fan Huai and the other three thought.

Jiang Ming really wanted to know where this stone tablet came from.

Chinese appeared in another world.

To put it nicely, it may be our compatriots. To put it bluntly, there may be some uncontrollable factors.

the other side.

Special Investigation Bureau Headquarters.

Although Lou Shenghe and the woman looked calm, sweat could no longer be stopped from flowing from their foreheads.

In front of them, an old man was watching the entire process in the video when Jiang Ming and his friends came to get the [Extreme Cold Scepter] that day.

The old man had a gentle look, his white hair was combed neatly and meticulously, the wrinkles on his face showed the traces of time, and he was wearing a simple gray robe. Although his clothes were simple, it could not conceal the majestic aura emanating from him.

Lou Sheng and the woman stood in front of the old man, looking a little uneasy.

The old man slowly stood up from his chair, walked to the window, and looked through the glass at the city skyline in the distance.

His voice was calm and powerful, breaking the silence in the room: "Soon. Soon they will find out, and if they know, it means the Federation knows too."

"Do you know what to do next?"

Lou Sheng’s thoughts were racing, and fear slowly filled his pupils.

"Sir, what do you mean?"

"You know it yourself. You are the one who handles all the affairs. If it weren't you, do you think Jiang He and the others would trust you? Do you think the Federation would trust you?"

The old man decided a person's life or death in the calmest tone.

Lou Sheng's expression returned to calm, and he nodded heavily with sadness in his eyes.

"I see."

"Don't be too discouraged. Even though you are dead, your son will take over your business."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man walked in from outside the door.

He looks somewhat similar to Lou Sheng.

As if he hadn't heard the conversation just now, he looked at Lou Sheng and smiled: "Dad."

(End of this chapter)