Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Chapter 370: Encirclement and Killing of Zhang Chulan

The day after the execution.

Ma Xianhong suddenly woke up and Qu Tong walked into the room.

"Sister, I..."

"I think you are too tired and need to rest for a few more days."

The brother and sister were speechless. Qu Tong walked out of the room and asked through magic tools and insiders in the company. She learned that the temporary workers had all left, and she felt relieved.

While eating, Ma Xianhong learned about what had happened over the past few days through his phone. He smiled and said, "Sister, do you think I'm stupid? It's such an obvious trap."

Qu Tong nodded: "That's good."

At night, Ma Xianhong left quietly.

Not long after walking, Qu Tong appeared from the side like a ghost: "Didn't you agree not to do stupid things?"

"I'm sorry." Ma Xianhong gritted his teeth. "I'm sure it was a trap, but if there's even a one in ten thousand chance that the superior talents would end up like that because of me, I have an obligation to seek justice for them."

"Don't worry, sister. Even if I fail, I won't implicate you."

Qu Tong advised, "If these superior talents were truly harmed, shouldn't we accomplish our goal and then seek revenge on the company?"

"Think about it carefully. If you complete the self-cultivation furnace, you can regain your lost memories. Think about which is more important."

A flash of anger appeared in her eyes. Ma Xianhong was becoming more and more disobedient!
Ma Xianhong's body stiffened. "Sister, I'm very disappointed. It turns out you still don't understand me."

"I'm willing to sacrifice my life for the lost memories and lost family members because that gives me peace of mind. When I help others, I'm also helping myself. Seeing those people become better because of it, I feel at ease. For me, this is the most important thing!"

“When I see the plight of those with higher aptitude, my heart cannot be at peace!”

Qu Tong was disdainful in her heart, and a faint blue light suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Xianhong, you won't feel at ease even if you go. Believe in your sister."

Ma Xianhong was startled and suddenly fell to his knees.

The blue light in Qu Tong's eyes grew darker, and a certain magic lingered in her voice. "In this world, nothing is certain except life and death. To perceive and judge these uncertainties is the source of unease! So don't think! Don't judge! Leave it all to me. I'll tell you what to do. This is true peace of mind!"

Ma Xianhong rested his head against his wrist and said, "Sister! Do you know? Lately, there's a voice in my head that's scary, but I can't make it go away."

"Oh?"

Ma Xianhong raised his head slightly, his face grim: "Why should I believe you!"

He suddenly jumped up and looked at the silent Qu Tong: "Tell me! Tell me quickly! Why should I believe you!"

Qu Tong was stunned for a moment. Was this a sign of trying to break free?

If the pressure continues, Ma Xianhong might collapse and turn into a mentally ill lunatic!
Xian Hong was stunned to see the blue hand extending from her hand: "Blue hand! Sister, you have more than just red hands."

The blue hand suddenly disappeared.

Qu Tong let out a long sigh: "Alas!"

When Ma Xianhong was stunned, Qu Tong threw a small bag to him.

"elder sister?"

"The magic weapon is gone in Biyou Village, right? This is the one you gave me. Use it for self-defense."

"elder sister!"

"be careful."

Qu Tong turned and left.

Ma Xianhong was so moved that he burst into tears!

My sister cares about me!
My sister is doing this for my own good!
What did I just say!
With the moonlight on his back, in a place where Ma Xianhong couldn't see, Qu Tong's face was gloomy and creepy.

After returning to his residence, he came to a secret room and looked at the self-cultivation furnace that was already almost complete with an expressionless face.

If it weren't for the characteristics of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements as one of the Eight Wonderful Techniques, how could Ma Xianhong block her method?

If it didn't require a powerful weapon refiner who could perform hundreds of magical refinements, and if it didn't require the person to lose his creativity as an independent individual and erase his pitiful self, it would be an easy thing for her.

Qu Tong muttered to herself, "This is all Zhang Chulan's plan. As expected, few of the descendants of the Eight Great Skills are simple people."

After a while, two people were summoned.

Qu Tong said calmly, "Thank you both for your hard work. Go and kill Zhang Chulan."

The two nodded like puppets.

"correct."

The two stopped.

"If you can't kill him, then kill yourself."

The two men turned and left without saying a word.

……

On the other side, Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao continued to wait.

At noon, Feng Baobao prepared today's lunch.

Ma Xianhong, whose appearance was changed by Qu Tong, walked over cautiously.

Zhang Chulan didn't recognize him for a moment: "Who are you?"

Ma Xianhong said with a cold face: "Don't worry about who I am. I heard that you dealt with my friends?"

Zhang Chulan was full of doubts: "It's hard to say the specific reason, but it's all fake. You will be able to contact your friends in a week at most."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong felt relieved. It was indeed a trap!
Then he pretended to ask, "You arrested him because of a man named Ma Xianhong, right? Who is this Ma Xianhong? Why haven't I heard him mention it before?"

Zhang Chulan asked suspiciously, "Are you someone Ma Xianhong sent for?"

Ma Xianhong shook his head: "How could that be?"

Zhang Chulan said, "Well, if not, then just pretend you didn't hear what I'm going to say next. If so, please tell Ma Xianhong that he's in a very dangerous situation. Please be sure to contact me!"

Ma Xianhong was silent.

Zhang Chulan became more and more confused. This guy seemed like...

But Ma Xianhong's height and appearance didn't match.

At this time, Feng Baobao, who had prepared lunch, brought it over and said, "It's time to eat." He also brought three iron fists and said, "Ma Xianhong, you have your share..."

Ma Xianhong said subconsciously: "I have eaten..."

Keep your mouth shut.

Zhang Chulan was stunned: "Sister Baoer, what did you call him?"

Feng Baobao was puzzled: "Ma Xianhong, aren't you waiting for him..."

Zhang Chulan was shocked: "But the height and appearance..."

Feng Baobao said as a matter of course: "Apart from these, nothing has changed. The smell hasn't changed at all..."

Zhang Chulan watched silently, and Ma Xianhong could no longer pretend, so he revealed his true colors: "It's me. Why didn't I see Master Huaidan?"

Zhang Chulan spread his hands and said, "Brother Dan has made great progress in his cultivation and is in seclusion on Mount Longhu."

Ma Xianhong pursed his lips. He and Zhang Chulan were not familiar with each other. "Since everyone is fine, I'll leave."

Zhang Chulan asked, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Can we talk? Please believe me, I have no ill will towards you, Xianhong. After all, I am your uncle."

Ma Xianhong raised his eyebrows and turned away.

Zhang Chulan quickly pulled him back: "Sit down first, it's not too late to eat something before leaving!"

Ma Xianhong sighed. "You went to so much trouble to lure me out here. What exactly do you want to talk about? Go ahead. I'm listening."

Zhang Chulan thought for a moment and started talking about the thirty-six people, which was also the part that connected the two most closely.

"I told you about me and my grandfather in Biyou Village. Now I want to hear about you and Ben Zaiye."

Ma Xianhong glanced at him and asked, "Are you trying to trick me?"

Zhang Chulan smiled. "I want to hear about your past with your family and how you lost your memories. You can ask for anything else." He sighed. "I also heard later that before my grandfather died, he said he was the culprit of the Jiashen Rebellion. In my memory, our family was in hiding everywhere, but he never complained. He didn't consider himself a victim; he thought it was what he deserved."

Ma Xianhong's heart trembled slightly, and his expression softened a little, no longer so defensive.

"I envy you, at least you got to spend a few years with Master Zhang, but I've never met Grandpa. My Divine Machine Hundred Refinements were passed down to me by Grandpa. He often talked about Grandpa, and it seems he said something similar before he died."

Ma Xianhong spoke softly.

He had shown qualities that distinguished him from his other cousins from a young age, and was thus passed down the Divine Hundred Refinements by his grandfather, Ma Yuanlu. "My grandfather said that when his great-grandfather taught him the Divine Hundred Refinements, he said, 'Yuanlu, you know, I'm not qualified to teach you this. I'm unworthy. But, Yuanlu, I understand all these principles, I know them all, but I just can't get over that hurdle in my heart. These skills were born from my hands, Ma Benzai, and I simply can't bear to see them perish in my hands...'"

Zhang Chulan listened quietly. The old man Ma Benzai's words did not sound like someone who had created the Divine Machine. Instead, he seemed like someone who had the good fortune to pick up some rare treasure.

As Ma Xianhong continued to speak.

One day, Ma Yuanlu was found because of the magic weapon, and one of his legs was removed. He was told to escape alone. Ma Xianhong naturally didn't want to do that, so he took Ma Yuanlu home to check on the safety of his family.

When I was on the road, my memory came to an abrupt end and became blank.

Zhang Chulan seemed to be thinking: "The memories you said you want to retrieve are what happened after this, right?"

Observing his expression, I knew my guess was pretty close: "And you can't tell me what happened after this gap, because that would be related to the person we are dealing with, right?"

"Zhang Chulan, you are very smart."

Ma Xianhong shut his mouth, but Zhang Chulan was not discouraged. He took out his mobile phone, which showed the on-site photos of the Nadutong employees who had been annihilated before.

Looking at the dead bodies covered in blood, Ma Xianhong's pupils shrank slightly. There was no doubt that this was done by someone sent by his sister.

Zhang Chulan whispered, "Have you never thought that there's something wrong with the people around you?"

Ma Xianhong stood up with a bang: "Zhang Chulan, you are trying to sow discord!"

Seeing how excited he was, Zhang Chulan was secretly wondering, he was calm when he was telling the story just now, why did he get so excited when he talked about the people behind him?

Besides, after this series of events, anyone with a little bit of common sense would have doubts!
“Old Ma, calm down first.”

As he spoke, he took out the plan that he had discussed with Zhao Fangxu before.

The company can even help Ma Xianhong find his family, as long as it is confirmed that he has not killed anyone from the company. He does not need to cooperate in any way, but is only required not to continue to participate in subsequent fights.

Ma Xianhong's face showed a look of struggle: "In the final analysis, it's still division and alienation."

How could he not understand that if the company made special arrangements, the energy it would mobilize and the probability of finding his family would be incomparable to Qu Tong's.

Before I knew it, night had fallen.

Under the cover of night, Ma Xianhong clenched his palms, thinking of Qu Tong's instructions before, a warm feeling surged in his heart. His sister cared about him, and he couldn't betray her!
"Zhang Chulan, I can't trust you."

Then he stood up and left.

Zhang Chulan looked at his back and frowned slightly: "Old Ma, I haven't done anything bad. We have experienced life and death before. Is there really no room for negotiation?"

Ma Xianhong paused.

Zhang Chulan struck while the iron was hot: "If it was Brother Dan here, you would definitely think about it carefully, right?"

After a moment of silence, Ma Xianhong said, "Huaidan is not here."

Although he was frank, he was not stupid. The sincerity he felt from Zhang Huaidan was something that even Qu Tong could not compare to.

Zhang Chulan whispered, "I believe that Brother Dan would also like to see you make the right choice. Have you forgotten what happened in Biyou Village? Don't let him down!"

A wordless silence fell, with only the occasional crackling of the campfire shaking the strings in my heart.

Ma Xianhong was torn between his conscience and his desires in his mind: "I..."

Zhang Chulan said quietly, "That's right. You and I don't have much of a relationship. If I tell you I want to help you, you definitely won't believe me and will think carefully about it. Similarly, I want to tell you that your lost memories and lost family may be related to the people around you now. Of course, you don't have to believe it and think carefully about it."

As they came into contact, Zhang Chulan felt more and more strange.

Ma Xianhong rushed back home with his grandfather Ma Yuanlu, but his memory suddenly became blank. When he resumed, the mastermind was by his side.

Not to mention Ma Xianhong, even a three-year-old child could sense that something was wrong, but Ma Xianhong didn't seem to feel anything was wrong at all.

too weird!

After he finished speaking, Ma Xianhong was shocked and turned around abruptly: "Zhang Chulan, you, you said sister..."

Cover your mouth.

Zhang Chulan was stunned: "It's okay, it's okay, don't worry about it, that's not the point. The point is, for you now, no one can be trusted!"

Ma Xianhong was struck by lightning: "Don't trust anyone."

His back gradually hunched, heavy breaths came out of his nostrils, and he kept muttering to himself: "Don't trust anyone... Don't trust anyone..."

Zhang Chulan was slightly startled. The more he looked at Ma Xianhong's condition, the stranger it seemed. Although he was a bit paranoid at ordinary times, it was quite normal. But when it came to the person behind the scenes, it seemed that he had an unfounded trust?

"Old Ma, you..."

Ma Xianhong closed his eyes, his breathing calmed down, and suddenly he took out an iron ring, bit his finger, smeared a drop of blood on it, and then threw the ring to Zhang Chulan.

She gave him a complicated look and said, "Let me think about it alone..."

Zhang Chulan hesitated to speak, and it was obvious that he was becoming more and more aware of something abnormal about him, but he did not stop him.

……

Sitting by the campfire, Zhang Chulan's brain was working rapidly.

After listening to what Ma Xianhong said, it is almost 100% certain that his abruptly ended memory is directly related to the person behind the scenes who appeared next to him.

Ma Xianhong is not a stupid person, but very smart. How could he not think of this?
Is it that he doesn't want to think about it?

Why not?

Is this person behind the scenes important to him?

Is Ma Xianhong willing to be driven by it?

Could it be that my initial guess was wrong, and Ma Xianhong and the person behind him were not in an equal relationship at all?

Zhang Chulan's expression changed slightly, and he called out, "Sister Baoer, let's catch up!"

Feng Baobao naturally had no objection. The two of them chased in the direction where Ma Xianhong left. After less than half a minute, they had entered the dense forest. Between the thick leaves, a crescent moon could be seen casting brilliant light.

"Sand~~"

Two black shadows suddenly jumped out from a big tree on the side.

Zhang Chulan was still unaware when Feng Baobao appeared and warned him, "Someone is..."

Something like red snot flew over and the two of them dodged together.

The red slime fell to the ground and exploded, creating small pits.

Feng Baobao reacted very quickly and immediately rushed towards the hiding place.

Zhang Chulan looked closely and saw a purple-haired young man whom he didn't recognize at all.

He was slightly confused, wondering who had he offended?
He glanced at the dent on the ground and attacked with a killing move?
Feng Baobao's indifferent gaze covered him, and the purple-haired Jiang Liu felt a little flustered. His close combat skills were not very good. He shouted: "Chai Yan!"

An old man with short gray hair appeared from the side, and with a shake of his arms, he pushed Feng Baobao away and returned to Zhang Chulan.

"who are you?"

Zhang Chulan frowned.

The purple-haired young man was fine, but the old man with short gray hair gave him a very unusual feeling.

Judging from the fact that he easily shook off Sister Baoer, he must be a very powerful master. His aura gives people the impression of a master!

Chai Yan and Jiang Liu did not answer.

Feng Baobao blinked. "I've read some information before. The man with gray hair is called Chai Yan..."

Zhang Chulan's heart trembled. If he remembered correctly, in order to prevent Sister Baoer from being confused, Master Xu had focused on giving her some information about famous people in the alien world.

He later took a look at this information in North China, and found that the person was either the leader of a sect or a powerful figure.

The calm demeanor of Chai Yan at the moment is very consistent with others' impression of the leader of a sect.

This is nonsense. As the leader of a sect, why would someone come to assassinate him? It's so weird!
Zhang Chulan lowered his voice: "What sect is he from?"

Feng Baobao also lowered her voice: "Chai style horizontal training..."

Zhang Chulan remained calm. He had never heard of him, so it seemed he wasn't a particularly powerful figure. With his current cultivation level greatly improved, and with Sister Bao'er's fighting power, he might be able to...

"Or the tiger-like master of one of the Ten Lords..."

Zhang Chulan's mind was in turmoil: "Sister Baoer, what did you say?"

Feng Baobao thought he hadn't heard clearly, so she repeated, "The tiger-like master of one of the Ten Lords..."

Zhang Chulan suddenly felt his scalp tingling!
Who is Ru Hu?
He had also heard of him, and he was a man known as one of the two heroes along with Ding Shimaan!
Just by virtue of his fighting ability, he has become one of the top ten!
He is the youngest 'guy' in the alien world today!
As the master of such a character, it is hard to imagine how powerful he is!
Zhang Chulan couldn't help but think of Zhang Huaidan.

The conversation between the two could not be hidden from Chai Yan's eyes and ears. He seemed a little lonely. "Then there is Ru Hu, one of the two heroes in the world. I was just lucky enough to take care of him for a while. How dare I say that I am his master?"

(End of this chapter)