Speaking of Cao Yuan, Fatty really touched my soft spot. In order to save us, the girl threatened the immortal corpse to send us out of the Loulan Palace in the Western Sand Sea with death. The bravery and determination of that moment became a scene that I will never forget in my life, and it also became the most difficult knot in my heart!
Since leaving the Western Regions, I have experienced many life and death choices and seen many people's treacherous hearts. I have stumbled along the way, experienced bitter wind and rain, and experienced strange things, but I have never forgotten Cao Yuan.
I think that such a good girl should not die in the uninhabited Western Regions, let alone become a victim.
I wanted to ask Fatty a few more questions, but Fatty didn't give me a chance at all. He just said "See you in Dalian Port in three days" and hung up the phone without saying anything. I stood at the door of the hospital in a daze for a long time. Finally, Lin Qing's words pulled my thoughts back: "Have they appeared again?"
I glanced at Lin Qing and found that she was very close to me. I guessed that because the volume of my receiver was turned up high, she also heard what Fatty said.
After hesitating for a while, I finally nodded.
"So are you going?"
Lin Qing's face showed a trace of embarrassment: "Every time they appear, it indicates that something big is going to happen, but I don't know what kind of bloody storm it will be this time. Unaged corpses, Rakshasa ghosts, which one is not a thing that disrupts yin and yang? I feel that this is simply a chain of traps for the ages. Last time we escaped death, and this time we have to plunge into this trap again?"
"Prepare for war, isn't this the moment we are waiting for? For my father, for Cao Yuan, I will not give up. This is right For me, it's a war, understand? I'll fight till I die!"
I exhaled the breath that was stuck in my lungs and whispered, "At least, every time I come into contact with them, I can understand them a little better. When I fully understand them, maybe I can kill them!"
"Okay..."
Lin Qing smiled bitterly, "Then let's pack up and go to Dalian!"
I nodded, looked up at the not-so-bright sun in the sky, and subconsciously tightened the Baipi knife at my waist.
The knife is Baipi, and the heart is not easy.
Cao Yuan, have you ever forgotten these six words? After so many hardships, have you succumbed to life and forgotten your original spiritual creed?
No matter what, I have never given up on you.
I sighed softly and took Zhou Jing out of the hospital.
Fatty didn't reveal too much information to me on the phone. I didn't know what he was up to and why he chose Dalian Port as the meeting place. But I thought he should have his reasons, so I didn't ask too much. I just didn't know if Qingyi would come. Now Qingyi has reached the level of the eighth-level Heavenly Master. Even if he faces the immortal corpse and the Rakshasa ghost, he will not be completely helpless. If he can come, we will have some confidence on this trip!
Should... come, right?
Since Fatty even contacted me, there is no reason not to notify Qingyi.
Putting aside these messy thoughts, Lin Qing and I began to make intensive preparations, purchasing equipment everywhere. It took more than a day to pack up, and then at dawn the next day, our group of four set off. Because we had no idea about this mission, let alone the mission location, we drove on the road. During the hospital stay, I replaced the Buick business car and gave it to Qi Nan for her to use when she was working and collecting mission intelligence. I changed it to a Lincoln Navigator, a large SUV with sufficient power for climbing mountains and crossing rivers. The most important thing is that it has enough acceleration to 100 meters, so it is more reliable to escape in case of any emergency.
Not to mention, this car that cost me more than one million yuan is really different. It is so comfortable. I didn't feel any back pain even after Lin Qing drove for a whole day.
Shanxi is not far from Dalian. It only takes a few hours to get there after passing Shanhaiguan. We arrived in Dalian just after nightfall on the second day. Finally, we found a fast hotel in Laohutan to stay. In the middle, I also tried to call Fatty a few times, but he was always out of the service area. It was obvious that he didn't know where he was and had no time to deal with me for the time being. Finally, I simply gave up contacting him and only sent him a text message to inform him of our location.
The first night in Dalian passed like this.
Next, we stayed here for another day. In the middle, we took Zhou Jing and others out to visit this beautiful oriental coastal city. We were in a very relaxed state. Zhou Jing's childishness also came out. He jumped all day long. Even Chen Yu had a faint smile on his lips.
I know that this is the last tranquility before the mission.
All the missions related to the immortal corpse and the Rakshasa ghost have now been classified as super-difficult missions above the "S" level by the Tiandao League. It can be seen that the Tiandao League has begun to focus on this aspect. No wonder, from the Qinling Mountains to the former land of the 36 kingdoms in the Western Regions, every time there is a Tianshi who falls in the mission. It must be that the Tiandao League has rarely suffered such a tragic defeat in the past 20 years. If it does not pay attention to it, the Tiandao League will be difficult to maintain.
Members of the Tiandao League often say this-once you enter the "S" level mission, you are lucky to live and you are dead, no matter who you are!
The general meaning is that this level of mission is not enough to rely on strength alone, and luck is more important. It is nothing more than saying that the difficulty of the mission is too great.
Looking back at the previous two experiences, I knew that this time it would definitely not be easy. I was afraid that this trip would be another life or death. Looking at the smiles on Zhou Jing's faces, I couldn't help but feel a shadow in my heart.
How long can such a smile last?
On the morning of the third day after arriving in Dalian, Fatty finally replied to my text message, saying that we should get ready and his people would be here soon. As a result, I just received the text message, and in the blink of an eye, the door of the room was knocked. When I opened the door, I saw two men in black suits standing outside. They were burly, strong, with particularly long arms and bulging temples. They were clearly two martial artists, and their kung fu was probably not weak. At least I was definitely not their opponent.
Lin Qing told me before that our country's martial arts are divided into internal and external. Most of the martial artists practice external martial arts, which are strong and powerful enough to break mountains. As for internal martial arts, they are much more profound, and they focus on internal training, such as Tai Chi and hard qigong. Although many people practice these martial arts, few have achieved success. A martial artist who can practice internal martial arts for decades will naturally have prominent temples, full of energy and spirit, and strong skills in his hands.
So, are the two men in front of me the fat man's people? Where did this guy get these two masters?
I was a little confused.
"Excuse me, are you Ge Tianzhong, Mr. Ge?"
One of the two square-faced men asked me with a smile. Although he was a martial artist, he was very polite, just like a Western gentleman.
I nodded, indicating that I was the person they were looking for, and I didn't bother with them and asked him about his identity directly.
"Well... didn't Mr. Wu De greet you?"
The square-faced man smiled, then stepped aside to make way for the door, and said, "Please let Mr. Ge in. I believe you will soon know who we are."
Wu De is the fat man, but this name is "special", so the fat man rarely tells others, and those who know this are familiar with him.
It seems that they are definitely our people, but they are so mysterious. To be honest, I really don't know.
At this time, the two men have left.
I was about to chase them, but Lin Qing grabbed me.
"Okay, don't ask, they won't tell."
Lin Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that our mission this time is overseas!"
I looked at Lin Qing in surprise.
"Did you see the '卍' tattoo on their necks? Those with this tattoo are all from the affairs processing group of the Tiandao League's overseas branch!"
Lin Qing patiently explained to me: "These people are different from us. We are just the sharp knives trained by the Tiandao League's overseas branch, while they are the core members of the overseas branch! Every member of the affairs processing group is an orphan without a father or a mother. The Tiandao League raised them up and they are absolutely loyal to the Tiandao League. All the top-secret operations of the Tiandao League overseas are all handled by these people. Let me tell you this, we are actually just ordinary members of the Tiandao League. The Tiandao League may not trust us, but these people are different. They are the core members of the Tiandao League with a good pedigree, and the Tiandao League trusts them 100%! Now that these people have appeared, it means that we will participate in the Tiandao League's top-secret mission overseas this time. Do you understand?"
I nodded to show that I understood, but I was even more confused in my heart. Could it be that the old corpse and Prince Duolun had gone abroad?