I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Without rushing to put away the precious book that had arrived late, Jiang Chen went upstairs and first went to the Martial Saint's bedroom.

Without knocking, he grabbed the doorknob and then twisted it sharply.

"Click."

The door didn't open smoothly; instead, it felt blocked.

Jiang Chen let go and knocked on the door.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

The door opens.

The martial saint, who had poked his head out, beamed with joy, showing no sign of guilt and displaying great emotional appeal, "Brother, you're back."

"What are you doing."

"Doing homework."

The Martial Saint's response was so righteous and confident that he truly deserves praise.

Instead of immediately offering affirmation, Mr. Jiang, the guardian, asked, "Why do you lock the door while doing homework?"

"Huh? Did I lock the door?"

The Martial Saint was puzzled, but then said nonchalantly, "Maybe it was just something he did on the spur of the moment."

Jiang Chen entered the house without showing any emotion, and asked, "Is your sister Shurui back?"

"I don't know. I've been doing my homework in my room since I got back, but I don't think so. If Sister Shurui comes back, she'll probably call me."

So hard?

Jiang Chen was a little skeptical. He scanned the bedroom, but found nothing amiss. The desk was piled high with books and workbooks, and there were test papers spread out. It was Jiang Chen who had disturbed the other person's study.

"Brother? Where have you been? Weren't you at the company?"

The Martial Saint asked casually.

How did you know I wasn't at the office?

"If you were at the company, wouldn't you know that Sister Shurui hadn't come back? That means you and Sister Shurui aren't together."

good boy.

That's clever.

But you can't let a kid this age get too proud, so Jiang Chen changed the subject and suddenly asked, "What did you eat tonight?"

Wu Sheng, completely unsuspecting, blurted out, "I ate at the school cafeteria. Didn't you say no one was home at night? So I just ate at the cafeteria, and I can do my homework right away when I get back."

They're still trying to pat themselves on the back.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and gave him a flick on the forehead.

"Ouch!"

The Martial Saint cried out in pain, clutching his forehead with a wronged and innocent expression, "Brother, why did you hit me?"

"Didn't I tell you not to bring your phone to school?"

Boss Jiang's face darkened.

"I didn't bring it."

The Martial Saint immediately offered a sophistry, appearing to be the complete opposite of Duanmu Liuli.

Ok.

Although it seems that even the stunningly beautiful Taoist nun is now being corrupted.

It's not the Taoist nun's fault.

It's all because of this vulgar world!

"How did you receive my message at school when you didn't bring your phone?"

Jiang Chen's words left the boy speechless.

Depend on.

Ginger is still spicy!

The Martial Saint, realizing what was happening, twitched his face, his mouth twisted into a crooked shape, and he muttered under his breath.

"...That's too insidious."

"What did you say?"

"He didn't say anything."

That's human nature; if you're wronged in one place, you'll want to get revenge in another.

Yes.

There's nothing we can do about his sister, but dealing with this kid is a piece of cake.

"If I catch you again, your phone will be confiscated."

After spending the entire night in a humble and subservient manner, Boss Jiang spoke with an air of authority without anger.

Knowing he was in the wrong, the Martial Saint dared not argue, keeping his head down, lost in thought.

"Did you hear that?"

"heard it."

Jiang Chen glanced around the room one last time before deciding to leave.

"Sister Liuli is back?"

The Martial Saint raised his head and suddenly said.

Jiang Chen was surprised. This kid could hear the noise outside even with the door locked?
"how do you know?"

"Brother, you smell like Liuli."

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback, then immediately scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The Martial Saint looked puzzled and innocent. "I was talking about the fragrance on Sister Liuli. Brother, what are you thinking?"

Jiang Chen was speechless, suspecting that he had been teased by this kid, but he had no proof.

or.

Perhaps it's because adults' thinking is too complicated?
After all, Duanmu Liuli's fragrance was rich yet unique.

"Brother, did Sister Liuli really go to exorcise demons? Did you ask her?"

The Martial Saint asked with great interest and curiosity, instantly forgetting his earlier displeasure.

"Do your homework."

Jiang Chen remained noncommittal, turned around, and was about to leave when "thud," something suddenly fell off him.

The Martial Saint bent down to help pick it up, asking, "What's this?"

"bring here."

The Martial Saint was very honest, or rather, he was successfully manipulated over time. He went from saying, "I'll eat two oranges and give you the rest," to not daring to disobey Boss Jiang's authority and returning the book he found.

"Brother, could this be a martial arts manual?"

Jiang Chen, who was about to put the mysterious treasure book away again, paused and looked at the Martial Saint in surprise.

"how do you know?"

"I can read."

Can you read?
It was somewhat insulting, but Jiang Chen didn't have time to dwell on it. He frowned, still somewhat doubtful.

"Do you recognize these characters?"

The Martial Saint nodded vigorously, "That's right."

Jiang Chen is not doing well.

Could it be that he, a top student from a prestigious university, is inferior to a junior high school student?

What are these words?

Jiang Chen didn't quite believe it.

"Brother, you don't recognize this, right? This script is indeed very ancient, it's not even a script from our Chinese culture..."

The martial saint is eloquent.

"What do you mean?"

"Brother, you know about Sanxingdui, right?"

Jiang Chen nodded, realizing what was happening. "You mean this is the script of the Sanxingdui civilization?"

"almost."

"Can you understand?"

Jiang Chen was genuinely impressed.

"I've seen artifacts unearthed at Sanxingdui online, and these characters look quite similar to the inscriptions on those artifacts. Even if it's not from the Sanxingdui civilization, it must be some other unproven, mysterious civilization..."

"You're not trying to tell me this is the writing system of an alien civilization, are you?"

"Brother, you even believe in dragons, so why don't you believe in aliens? In the vast universe, there are countless galaxies. How could only human beings be the only life form to have been born? The fact that we haven't discovered aliens yet proves that aliens definitely exist."

and many more.

Does the absence of alien discoveries mean that aliens exist?

What is the logic?

Although this kid has gone off on a tangent, Jiang Chen, as a student from a prestigious university, still has to uphold the dignity of university students.

"You'd better reconsider what you're saying."

"Brother, I wasn't wrong."

The Martial Saint retorted confidently, "Do you think there can only be one fish in a river?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

The Martial Saint snapped his fingers. "That's right. A river either has no fish, or it's absolutely impossible for there to be only one fish. The fact that we haven't found any other fish of the same kind so far can only prove one possibility."

Our fish is kept in a fish tank.

Jiang Chen was speechless.

This kid.

There is something.

However, as an adult, he didn't have time to talk about aliens with this kid right now, so let's get back to the main topic.

"What are these words?"

The Martial Saint remained calm and extended his hand, saying, "Let me see."

After looking at him for a while, Jiang Chen placed the mysterious technique in his hand.

The martial arts master turned around with the manual in his hand, walked to his desk, rummaged through the cabinet, and then pretended to pull out a few books and put them on the table, seemingly to compare them. In reality, he took out his phone, which he had immediately stuffed into the cabinet after hearing the knock on the door, and secretly turned it on to take a picture and identify the user.

What era are we living in?

When in doubt, ask AI. "Damn it!"

A scream.

The Martial Saint almost threw that peerless manual away.

"what happened?"

Jiang Chen walked over.

The Martial Saint turned around, his features scrunched up, exuding a comical air of wanting to laugh but not daring to.

"This, this is..."

"What is it?"

The Martial Saint did not respond immediately, but quickly returned the item to its rightful owner, stuffing the ancient book with an extraordinary appearance into Jiang Chen's hands.

"Brother, where did you get this?"

"Stop beating around the bush."

Ok.

The Martial Saint couldn't hide it any longer. Glancing at the divine skill in the other's hand, he had no choice but to speak.

“Brother, the first character is sunflower… the second character is flower… the third character is treasure… the fourth character…”

He didn't need to continue the introduction.

Sometimes reversing the order of words doesn't affect comprehension, and omitting one or two words doesn't change the same thing.

Sunflower Manual?

Jiang Chen stared blankly down at the manual in his hand, seemingly overwhelmed by the immense joy of obtaining this unparalleled martial arts technique.

"boom!"

Do not misunderstand.

This is not a voice in someone's head.

Instead.

From outside.

You could tell from the Martial Saint's reaction; he looked at the bedroom door with surprise.

"Boom!"

Another dull thud.

It sounds like someone is pounding on the wall.

Could it be that Sister Shurui is back?

its not right.

There shouldn't be such a big commotion when Sister Shurui comes back.

"Brother, did you hear that?"

The Martial Saint looked at someone, while Boss Jiang had already extricated himself from the quagmire of emotions, put away the "Sunflower Manual," and walked out.

The Martial Saint, curious, immediately followed.

Holy crap! Batman!

soon.

The Martial Saint's exaggerated scream echoed down the corridor.

What did he see?
A man in black is scaling walls and rooftops!
Using the walls as a springboard, he leaped left and right, as light as a swallow, dodging and weaving, completely defying common sense!

And Liuli followed her everywhere.

The scene, resembling movie special effects, left the Martial Saint dumbfounded. The sound just now was undoubtedly caused by the two chasing each other.

"Snapped."

The seemingly harmless Duanmu Liuli transformed at this moment. Her toes merely grazed the ground, yet the opponent was struck as if by a heavy blow, landing awkwardly on the ground. The opponent rolled along the carpet, then used the momentum to leap up and escape downstairs.

"Sister Liuli, don't let her get away!"

The Martial Saint shouted.

That's right.

she was.

That wasn't Batman. She was wearing a black bodysuit, with a slender figure that no man could have. She had short hair that reached her ears and wore a mask that covered her face, but she was definitely a woman!

From shock, the Martial Saint began to feel excited.

Having lived here for so long, this is the first time I've encountered a thief.

"Whoosh."

There was no need for him to grumble. Duanmu Liuli tiptoed towards the stairs like a startled swan, his silent demeanor brimming with a suffocating sense of oppression.

The fact that she was able to break through the top-notch security system of Chunqiu Hua Mansion and sneak in shows that this masked female thief is quite skilled.

But she was really unlucky.

Without exception, everyone living here is an extremely wealthy person with immense riches. You can just rob any of their houses.
It's like picking the only wrong answer out of a bunch of correct ones; it's just so unlucky.

"Boom blah blah..."

The martial arts master was also running forward without stopping, but his speed was still far inferior to that of the two female characters who could create movie special effects in real life.

Before he could reach the stairwell, there was a loud "bang!"

The solid wood staircase, as if made of paper, burst open beneath the tall, slender legs of Duanmu Liuli.

Let alone solid wood.

It's not like marble has never been broken before.

The female thief in the tight-fitting clothes lost her balance and fell to the ground below.

When the Martial Saint arrived at the stairwell, he only saw Sister Liuli's graceful figure leap down the gap in the stairs without hesitation.

Isn't he a recluse?
They didn't give them a chance to breathe at all.

"Holy crap... awesome!"

The Martial Saint, looking down from above, muttered to himself. He knew that his sister Liuli was extraordinary, just like his older sister, but so far, he had never seen her make a real move. But tonight, he finally got his wish.

That female thief was clearly very skilled and agile as an eel, but she was completely powerless against Sister Liuli and could only focus on fleeing in panic.

The arena moved from upstairs to downstairs.

The smart coffee table was overturned.

The induction cooker is triggered to heat automatically, emitting a sharp alarm sound.

"Sister Liuli, capture her alive!"

Who says women only pull hair when they fight?

Something like that.

They're wilder than men!
The Martial Saint stared intently, studying frame by frame, completely unaware that someone standing next to him, watching the black-clad female thief in peril downstairs, gradually frowned, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

He's definitely not a simple thief.

No thief would be foolish enough to come here and steal.

Chunqiu Huafu is a top-tier luxury residential area in the country, equipped with the most advanced security system. Anyone with such abilities could sneak in undetected. Why be a thief? It's a waste of talent. They could simply abandon their evil ways and serve the country.

and.

If a thief is discovered, running away is fine. The key is that there's a saying that even a rabbit will bite when cornered. Even if Duanmu Liuli is overpowered, she shouldn't have just let it go.

He even dared to pat Lan Peizhi's butt.

That's right.

Under Boss Jiang's careful observation, the "mysterious visitor" only thought about dodging and never considered resisting. But the more he did so, the more passive he became.

"Wow--"

Look.

Thinking only of running away won't end well, especially against an opponent like the Taoist nun.

Jiang Chen had already discovered this in Tokyo: in normal life, the Taoist nun was just a quiet, unassuming beauty, posing no danger whatsoever. But once she took action, there was only one word to describe her.

Arrogant and domineering!

But the strange thing is.

Unlike Lan Peizhi's overwhelming murderous aura.

Even as she chopped off those heads in Tokyo, her face remained bathed in pure sanctity.

"Wow--"

The short-haired woman in black, who was dressed in a mask, flew out of control and crashed hard into the laser TV. The expensive screen could not withstand the weight and shattered into pieces.

"boom."

After smashing the television, the woman in black collapsed to the ground under the force of gravity, falling into a pile of shards. Her mask covered her face, but it couldn't stop the blood from seeping out.

"hiss……"

The martial arts master watching from upstairs couldn't help but gasp in shock.

fierce.

Too fierce.

He was very glad that he hadn't had any conflict with Sister Liuli, otherwise, with his thin arms and legs, he wouldn't have been able to withstand Sister Liuli's torment.

The outcome has been decided.

The matter has basically been settled.

As the Martial Saint was about to go downstairs, he caught a glimpse of a figure beside him stepping down the steps before him.

"Brother, wait for me."

In the chaotic hall, Duanmu Liuli finally stopped, looking at the pitiful remains of the television, her brows furrowing slightly.

Doesn't this interfere with her watching TV series and movies?

After a brief pause, she continued walking forward.

The mysterious visitor coughed, braced himself against the ground, looked at Duanmu Liuli who was approaching, and then looked away.

She saw Jiang Chen and Wu Sheng coming downstairs.

"Mr. Jiang."

Accompanied by coughing and crimson blood seeping through her mask, as if to prevent her voice from being muffled, she raised her hand, removed her disguise, and revealed a beautiful face that seemed completely out of place with her identity. Especially with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, she looked even more delicate and moving.

Mr. Jiang, who hadn't recognized the man before, definitely did now. After a moment of surprise, he blurted out...

"Wait a minute!" (End of Chapter)