Pokémon Dimensional Hunter - A Visual Mishaps

Jin Suanpan, born into a merchant family, is skilled in divination and manipulation. He is shrewd and cunning, but what is rare is his upright character. However, he is arrogant and looks down on ordinary people. He always carries a pure gold abacus with him, and the beads and frame of the abacus are engraved with the numbers of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

He didn't use his abacus for accounting, but rather for calculating the Five Elements numerology and predicting the eight directions. He and Master Zhang had known each other since their early years and had a close relationship, being half master and apprentice and half friend.

He later died unexpectedly in the Western Zhou Ghost Tomb at Yugu Temple.

This is the place we are here now. What surprised Zhao Xuan was that it was truly fate that led us to dig here.

It seems that, in some mysterious way, this tomb raiding talisman truly belonged to Hu Bayi and his two companions.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that we ended up digging here?

After receiving a response, Hu Bayi began to examine the remains.

Fatty Wang was also touching the tattered clothes as if he were touching some treasure, which made Li Yunjie feel disgusted. Why was touching a corpse like touching a treasure?

At this point, Li Yunjie didn't quite understand what was going on. He only knew that he had made a mistake, so he didn't dare to ask his older brother.

"This is the golden abacus that Grandpa Chen mentioned."

Soon, Hu Bayi took out a golden abacus and a piece of jade that emitted a special fragrance from the skeleton.

"Old Hu, do you think this tomb raiding talisman suits me?"

At this moment, Fatty Wang took the Tomb Raider Talisman from the tattered clothes of the Golden Abacus and put it around his neck.

His smug look made Hu Bayi say irritably, "Is this yours? Give it to Master Zhao right now, Master Zhao found this..."

As Hu Bayi spoke, he looked at Zhao Xuan.

After hearing this, Zhao Xuan gave Hu Bayi a deep look, which made even the well-informed Hu Bayi unconsciously avoid Zhao Xuan's gaze.

"No need to give it to me, I have no interest in these dead people's things."

These things were of no use to Zhao Xuan.

"Thank you, Master Zhao." Fatty Wang said with a smile.

Hu Bayi breathed a sigh of relief, thanked him, and then put the things away, as he had promised Blind Chen.

Zhao Xuan then continued to urge Kodora forward.

.........

About half an hour.

"Boom—" As Kodora shattered the last rock wall with one claw, a ghostly blue glow suddenly poured out from the crack.

Zhao Xuan raised his hand, signaling everyone to retreat, and his wave-guiding power condensed into a semi-transparent barrier to protect him. When the dust settled, it was revealed that there was a secret chamber behind the rock wall.

Golden light swirled in Zhao Xuan's eyes, and his wave power transformed into an invisible hand, causing the tortoise shell in the center to rise into the air.

"This is the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book!" Shirley Yang exclaimed. The surface of the tortoise shell was covered with tadpole-like characters.

"Here you go." Zhao Xuan handed the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book to Shirley Yang.

After all, such a thing would be of no use to him.

"Thank you," Shirley Yang said, expressing her gratitude.

Then he began to examine the Dragon Bone Heavenly Book.

Hu Bayi also joined in, 4.2.

Fatty Wang didn't come over; instead, he looked excitedly at the bottles and jars on the wall—these were all treasures.

However, although Fatty Wang was greedy, he did not act rashly, since Zhao Xuan was right there.

Thinking of this, Fatty Wang looked at Zhao Xuan.

"Do as you please," Zhao Xuan waved his hand.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao is so generous." Upon hearing this, Fatty Wang didn't stand on ceremony and went straight to the wall to retrieve the treasure.

But before he could get it, Hu Bayi stopped him, saying, "Fatty, don't touch it, be careful of the traps."

"Hey, Lao Hu, what are you afraid of? With Master Zhao around, all the government agencies are just paper tigers."

Fatty Wang said nonchalantly.

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Chapter 202 The Three Shocking Figures

Things went very smoothly after that. Just as Fatty Wang said, all the traps and mechanisms were paper tigers in front of Zhao Xuan.

This time, Fatty Wang finally got his wish and obtained the treasure.

Every time I went into a tomb before, I didn't get any benefits and just got into a lot of trouble.

There were so many treasures this time that we couldn't carry them all.

"Boom!!" A loud noise suddenly rang out on a barren piece of loess land on the Loess Plateau, and a large cloud of loess was thrown up.

Immediately afterwards, a strange beast resembling a steel behemoth burst forth from the ground—it was Kodora.

Then, Zhao Xuan led Li Yunjie out.

Behind them were Hu Bayi, Fatty Wang, and Shirley Yang.

"Finally out!" Fatty Wang said happily as soon as he came out.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang also breathed a sigh of relief; the experience underground was far from pleasant.

"Let's part ways here." Zhao Xuan's voice rang out, drawing the attention of Hu Bayi and the other two.

"Master Zhao, you're leaving already?" Fatty Wang said anxiously upon hearing this.

After all, Zhao Xuan is a big shot; it was because of Zhao Xuan that he brought out so many treasures this time.

"We'll meet again," Zhao Xuan said with a meaningful smile.

After all, Hu Bayi and his two companions still need to go to the Insect Valley in Yunnan, and then to the Kunlun Mountains. He can go directly to the Kunlun Mountains then.

Let them go to the Yunnan Insect Valley on their own.

He wanted to take Li Yunjie on a good tour of this world.

The world is now in the 1980s, so it's a good time to see the people and things of that era.

After all, in his previous life, Zhao Xuan was very curious about life in Yan Country in the 1980s.

Although his Yan Hua in this life had also split, it had always been the center of the world, and there were no difficulties or poverty to speak of.

After saying this, Zhao Xuan put Adorata away and then released Corviknight.

"Gah!!"

With that crisp yet piercing cry, a flash of red light appeared, and the Steel-Armored Raven appeared in the air.

Its silhouette traced a graceful arc in the sky before landing steadily on the vast Loess Plateau.

The moment it landed, the entire Loess Plateau seemed to tremble. This Armored Raven's wingspan was an astonishing ten meters! Its enormous wings trembled slightly in the wind, as if capable of stirring up a storm.

The Armored Raven stood there like a small mountain, its body as black as ink, each feather shimmering with a cold, eerie blue light, as if forged from steel. Its beak had a metallic sheen, reflecting a chilling crimson gleam in the afterglow of the setting sun.

It stood tall, neck held high, and let out a long howl towards the sky. This howl was like a thunderclap, deafening, and the sound wave was like a powerful shockwave, carrying countless grains of sand and creating ripples across the Gobi Desert.

"My goodness!" Fatty Wang staggered back two steps, his massive body crashing into a dead tree behind him. The bark peeled off in a rustling sound, but he seemed oblivious, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets: "This...this is fucking huge?"

Upon hearing this, the Steel-Armored Raven turned its blood-red eyes toward Fatty Wang.

This made Fatty Wang feel an overwhelming aura, like Mount Tai, rushing towards him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Hu Bayi's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he didn't even bother to pick up the things that slipped from his fingers.

He clearly saw the hurricane stirred up by the flapping of the armored raven's wings shear off half of the crowns of the poplar forest two miles away, and those thirty-meter-tall trees fell down in unison like ears of wheat.

Shirley Yang's long hair was blown around and made a loud rustling sound.

"How could there be such a big bird?" Shirley Yang muttered to herself.

Although I've seen Xeno'jiiva before, it's still smaller than Corviknight.

Zhao Xuan ignored the three people's expressions, chuckled, and helped Li Yunjie leap onto the crow's back, his clothes remaining perfectly still in the strong wind.

The Steel-Armored Raven's claws embedded themselves deeply into the rock, and when its six toes closed, it crushed half a mound into dust.

"The three of you, until we meet again!" With a clear, loud laugh, the Steel-Armored Raven's wings slammed down.

The loess soil within a radius of 100 meters collapsed as if boiling, and the trio tumbled into the newly blasted tomb.

When they crawled out covered in dust and dirt, only an electromagnetic trail remained on the horizon, tearing through the clouds, like a wound left by a god wielding a sword.

Fatty Wang slumped onto the mound of earth, the bronze artifacts he was holding jingling. He stared at the fading electromagnetic trail on the horizon, then suddenly grabbed his water bottle and gulped down two mouthfuls: "Old Hu, what's Zhao Ye's background? That giant bird must have come from the *Classic of Mountains and Seas*!"

Hu Bayi brushed the yellow dust off his clothes, gazing at the fading trail on the horizon, his throat tightening slightly. He pulled out a crumpled pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, his fingertips trembling slightly: "The Gu Diao described in the *Classic of Mountains and Seas* is shaped like an eagle with horns, its cry like that of an infant, and it eats people. But look at the lightning that surrounds that giant bird when it flaps its wings—"

"But there was no lightning either."

“It’s like what’s described in the Huainanzi…” Shirley Yang suddenly interrupted, bending down to pick up the 497 waterproof flashlight that had been blown away by the strong wind. Her eyes behind the lenses gleamed with a strange light. “But the size difference is more than a hundred times, let alone the ability to carry people in flight.”

Suddenly, Fatty Wang slapped his thigh, nearly causing the two Western Zhou jade pendants in his arms to roll onto the sand. He quickly picked them up before saying, "If you ask me, Master Zhao might actually be a deity!"

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go find Grandpa Chen." Hu Bayi spoke up again at this moment.

There's no point in discussing these things now, since Zhao Xuan and Li Yunjie appeared too mysteriously. Their attire and power are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"Or we could ask Mr. Chen, after all, he is very knowledgeable and might know something."

However, Zhao Xuan then added a sentence.

After all, Blind Chen was the former leader of the Unloading Ridge faction, so he should know a lot of secrets.

"That's true." Fatty Wang nodded in agreement.

“Let’s go then,” Shirley Yang said.

The three then picked up their belongings and headed towards the county town.

Now that Ma Dadan and his men are all buried in the tomb, they are no longer afraid of Ma Dadan causing them trouble.

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Chapter 203 Kunlun Divine Palace

More than a month passed just like that.

For more than a month, Zhao Xuan took Li Yunjie to travel around this world.

During this period, the two also encountered a lot of things.

However, none of this affected Zhao Xuan and Li Yunjie's mood.

"call!!"

Kyoto, the massive body of the Steelraven hovers high in the sky.

Zhao Xuan looked down at Kyoto, which had an 80s vibe, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

The wings of a Steel-armored Raven swept across the gray sky as Beijing in the 1980s slowly awoke in the dawn.

In the morning mist, the trolleys clanged and rattled along Chang'an Avenue, their braided conductor poles on the roofs sparking tiny fragments of electricity as they scraped against the power lines.

Zhao Xuan looked down at the chessboard-like alleyways and lanes. Wisps of coal smoke rose from the courtyards of the bungalows with blue bricks and gray tiles. In the birdcages hanging under the eaves of the houses, thrushes were pecking at the golden millet.

In the chilly morning breeze, a stream of people in blue overalls, wrapped in military overcoats, surged toward the state-owned factory. Long, winding queues formed at the entrance of the Dongdan vegetable market, where housewives, carrying bamboo baskets, clutched their meat ration coupons, their hands red with cold in the wind.

The department store window displays the "four essential wedding items" ("three turns and one sound"), while a young man on a Phoenix brand bicycle carries a girl in a red woolen coat on the back, the bicycle bell ringing crisply on Chang'an Avenue.

Li Yunjie pointed to the steel scaffolding protruding from the base of the Xuanwumen city wall, where the first glass curtain wall building in the capital was being erected.

Zhao Xuan saw, amidst the folds of the old and new, an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit carrying a birdcage passed by the demolition notice, while Young Pioneers held up signs with the slogan "Five Stresses and Four Beauties" and ran past the Xinhua Bookstore on Wangfujing Street. The aroma of fried noodles wafted from the corner grocery store, and the orange caps of Beibingyang soda bottles gleamed in the sunlight.

As the ice on the moat began to melt, boys in green military trousers squatted on the shore of Shichahai, spinning tops. Zhao Xuan heard the melodious Peking Opera singing coming from the Dashilan Theater, blending wonderfully with the roar of pile drivers at the construction site not far away.

Inside the wooden lattice window of the tobacco and liquor shop at the entrance of the alley, the calendar with the Daqianmen cigarette label is turned to March 1983, and the film reel of the movie "Romance on Lushan Mountain" is circulating in various cinemas on the wall.

As the armored raven swept past the Wanchun Pavilion in Jingshan Park, the entire cityscape was laid bare in the sunlight. Zhao Xuan saw floral bedsheets fluttering on the balconies of the tenement buildings, the steaming aroma of fried liver wafting from the windows of state-run restaurants, and foreign journalists riding old-fashioned bicycles beneath the corner tower of the Forbidden City.

This ancient capital, which is awakening, is like an old-fashioned clock, with each gear bearing the patina of time, yet bursting forth with a breathtaking vitality when the spring is wound.

"Brother, are we heading straight to Kunlun Mountain?" Li Yunjie asked, looking down at the city below.

During this period, Li Yunjie could be said to have had a very good time.