Awakening Day Collection

Chapter 5 Preface (5)
"It's nothing difficult to guess," Chen Guangze said. "In the past year, several wealthy businessmen in central Sichuan have been mysteriously murdered at home. These victims were all patriotic businessmen who actively raised funds for the War of Resistance. Japanese. Judging from the fact that no trace of crime can be found at the scene, these killers are by no means ordinary people, but well-trained Japanese ninjas. The lady in front of me who is unwilling to show her face must be one of the ninjas .”

The masked woman was silent for a while, then sighed softly: "Your intelligence is beyond my imagination, no wonder you were able to find Zhang Xianzhong's treasure."

"You really came here for the treasure," Chen Guangze looked at her, "How about it, do you want to snatch the treasure map for the Great Japanese Empire?"

The masked woman shook her head sadly: "It's too late, far away water can't quench your near thirst. Now the imperial army is very tight on all fronts, Sichuan is not under our control, even if we find treasures, we can't transport them out... But I At least one more thing to do."

"That is to prevent the Chinese from getting these treasures, right?" Chen Guangze asked.

The masked woman didn't answer, but two sharp short blades were exposed in her gloved hands.She stared at Chen Guangze and said softly, "I hope you don't blame me. This is a war between the two countries, and it has nothing to do with personal grievances."

Chen Guangze nodded calmly.The masked woman slowly raised the weird-shaped blade in her hand, pointed at Chen Guangze, and said in a solemn tone: "Hatbu-ryu, Mao Osawa, Shen..."

As soon as she said this, the toe of her right foot suddenly moved slightly, and a cold light shot out soundlessly, aiming at Chen Guangze's abdomen.It turned out that this was her real killer move!The eye-catching weapon he held in his hand before, as well as the swordsman-like rhetoric, were just a pretense to attract Chen Guangze's attention.

This is the style of a real ninja. When the conspiracy of ambush and sneak attack is seen through, he remains calm and tricks.Kazuto decides the outcome openly and squarely, which is what swordsmen do. Ninjas never need these glamorous appearances, they only need the result: the result of the assassinated dead on the spot.

The poisonous needle shot from the toe was about to penetrate Chen Guangze's lower abdomen.And Chen Guangze stood there, motionless, as if he hadn't reacted at all.Mao Osawa couldn't help showing a little joy in his eyes.

But what happened next shocked her.The poisonous needle that sealed the throat with blood had already touched the opponent's clothes, but suddenly - stopped.And Mao Osawa also suddenly realized that something was wrong around him, as if some strange changes had taken place in the surrounding air at that moment.She could even tell with the naked eye that with Chen Guangze as the center, the air within a radius of about five meters around was slightly dyed with some weird colors.

It was a light milky color.

Despite not knowing exactly what was going on, Osawa recognized the potential danger with ninja instinct.She immediately kicked her feet on the ground, trying to leap backwards, leaving this strange and unknown area.With the jumping ability of a ninja, she could have easily escaped from the dangerous area, but an incredible thing happened: her legs felt numb, and her muscles were completely unable to exert force. It felt like... being frozen .

Mao Osawa hurriedly looked down at her legs, which made her stunned.Her legs were already covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost, and the biting chill began to spread rapidly, and she was actually frozen!She waved the short blade in her hand, trying to cut through this layer of ice, but found that her hands were not in control, and there was a crackling sound from the joints.

Her entire body was frozen in just two seconds.On this spring night, in the blooming Jinguan City, in this apartment in the wealthy district, an ordinary businessman seemed to just draw a circle with his hand, and circled a piece of land that does not belong to this world. In a cold country, a female ninja was inexplicably frozen into a piece of ice.

When the cold exceeds the limit, the body will have an illusion.What Mao Osawa felt at this moment was no longer the cold, but the scorching heat all over his body, as if being scorched on a fire.Her heartbeat went from suddenly accelerating to suddenly slowing down, her breathing was difficult, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.But years of harsh and cruel ninjutsu training still made her try to maintain the last bit of sanity. At the moment when she was about to cross the dividing line between life and death, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered some extremely terrifying things.

"You...you are...you are..." Mao Osawa opened his terrified eyes, "You are not human! You are a... demon in that dark group! Demon!"

"Yes, if you had known this earlier, you wouldn't have come here to die," Chen Guangze said, "You are a human being, and you shouldn't step into the world of demons."

Mao Osawa could no longer hear the last words.In this weird little circle drawn by Chen Guangze, the temperature seems to be much lower than that of Antarctica. The female ninja has been frozen into a sculpture. From her eyes that have turned into ice, one can still see the deep of fear.

Chen Guangze moved his fingers lightly, and the frozen black mask on the deceased's face cracked open, revealing Mao Osawa's face.Under the moonlight, her bluish-blue face still carried deep fear, and her lifeless eyes did not close until she died.

"It's really a beauty, what a pity..." Chen Guangze sighed softly, then raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the bedroom, "Have you seen enough? Please come out too."

Before Chen Guangze spoke, there was nothing on the ceiling, but as soon as he finished speaking, it was as if a black hole appeared out of thin air, and a dry and thin figure jumped out of the hole and landed on the ground.Contrary to Osawa Mao's graceful and vigorous figure, he seemed to be unsteady on his feet, staggered and fell as soon as he touched the ground, and he groaned for a long time before getting up.

But for some reason, Chen Guangze, who was unrestrained and unrestrained in front of the female ninja Mao Osawa, looked at this embarrassed figure, but his eyes were full of dignity.He took a step back slowly, as if to distance himself from this figure.

The person who came had already stood up straight and raised his head.This is a short old man, so thin that he seems to have little flesh all over his body. His face looks sick, and he seems to have no strength to open his eyelids.Strangely, his forehead was shaved bald, and his gray hair was combed into a long braid—a long braid like that of an old man from the Qing Dynasty.

"There are not many people who can catch me from my moth marks." The old man's smile seemed almost kind. "You are such a nice young man."

Ever since the old man appeared, Chen Guangze had already brought back the vaguely faint luster to his side.He stared at the old man carefully, and after looking at it for a long time, he shook his head: "I can't see your origin. There should be no one like you in the families I know."

"The world is so vast, it's normal, normal to meet someone you don't know once in a while." The old man with long braids laughed, walked around the room with his hands behind his back without any scruples, his eyes flicked around, and described Very obscene.

"You deliberately attracted this female ninja to use her to test my strength, right?" Chen Guangze asked.

"Do you need to ask such a trivial matter? With your intelligence, you can think of it at once." The old man was still smiling, but his eyes did not relax, and finally his eyes fixed on the safe in the corner.

"Your wine... the concentration of ingredients is quite high, quite high..." The old man sniffed his nose, as if tasting real fine wine, "It seems that your attached brain has enough power, but it is also difficult control."

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Chen Guangze didn't answer.

"If you know what you are asking, what else can you do?" the old man asked back.

Chen Guangze was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone was filled with humility: "Actually, if you also covet that treasure, we may not be unable to discuss it..."

"Hahahahahahaha!" The old man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.When he laughed, an indescribably terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body, and Chen Guangze felt a little short of breath in an instant.He stretched out his hand quietly, supported the wall behind him, and then stood firm.

"Want to share the treasure with me? Stop pretending," the old man smiled sullenly, "You can fool those ignorant people, but you can't fool me."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Chen Guangze replied.

"Don't understand? Then let me explain more clearly," the old man suddenly showed an extremely fierce look on his face, especially his eyes were wide open with a frightening light, making his skinny face look like An old and dying wild wolf in the wilderness, "There is no Zhang Xianzhong's treasure at all! You have gone to such great lengths to pretend to search for the treasure in the Jinjiang River, just to cover up a big secret! Zhang Xianzhong's real secret!"

After the murderous appearance was revealed, the old man quickly restrained himself, and regained his previous stupid and humble appearance, and shrank aside with his hands clasped.Chen Guangze looked at him, and his eyes gradually became fierce: "You know more than I imagined."

"Don't think that no one in the world knows your existence," the old man said with a smile. "Although you have been paying attention to hiding your whereabouts, even fish hiding in the deep sea will spit out air bubbles."

"Then what exactly do you want?" The faint brilliance around Chen Guangze's body began to deepen, as if he was accumulating strength.

"I just want to ask you to hand over Zhang Xianzhong's secret," the old man said. "In order to cover up this secret, he did not hesitate to carve a pair of stone bull stone drums to cover it up; A batch of treasures have been prepared to deceive the outside world. From this, it can be seen that what Zhang Xianzhong really wants to hide is more important than ordinary people imagine, even surpassing his Daxi Kingdom."

"It's not just Daxi Kingdom..." Chen Guangze smiled wryly, "I'm afraid that surpassing everything in this world will change the fate of the whole world."

He waved his hand: "Since you know this secret is so important, you should obviously guess it. I won't tell you easily."

"Of course," the old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "You can take such a big risk to stand up and preside over all of this, you will not be an ordinary person, unlike a bad old man like me, who is afraid of pain even if you are pricked by a needle. But guess what is the function of my moth marks?"

He stood in front of Chen Guangze without hesitation, exuding a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol.Chen Guangze's face suddenly changed slightly: "I know who you are now."

"It's good to know, it's good to know," the old man smiled kindly, "so you should also understand that it's not up to you to decide whether to say it or not. But my old bone that is about to go into the coffin, I have never seen it in my life." Another advantage is that you have a kind heart, and you like to reason first in everything. If you speak up, I will let you go without pain."

"Thank you, you are really a kind person," Chen Guangze scratched his head, "Oh, things are going to be difficult now. I really didn't expect this incident to attract you. It's not your opponent at all."

"So, obediently admit defeat, obediently, and I will keep my promise." The old man grinned, revealing his teeth blackened and yellowed by tobacco.

"No, there is a second option." Chen Guangze said suddenly.

"The second method?" The old man was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses.His old face, which had always been in control of everything, finally showed fear, and with a loud roar, a faint blue brilliance shot out from around him.

But it's too late.The white alien world around Chen Guangguang suddenly became bright and dazzling, and began to shine a blood-red color, and a sharp tornado-like howl sounded from the blood-red light.

"You're crazy!" cried the old man.

"This is my choice." Chen Guangze said lightly.A bloody halo filled the entire room.

The next day.

The sudden disappearance of Chen Guangze, chairman of Jinjiang Taoyin Company, became the biggest news of the day.The police found a female corpse in Chen Guangze's apartment. After identification, it was confirmed that it was Huang Mei, a female employee of Tianfu Commercial Company on Tongren Road.Strangely, the body was covered with severe frostbite, and it looked as if it had been frozen to death.

But Chen Guangze never disappeared, and the treasure map also disappeared with him.No one in Taoyin Company knows the chairman's whereabouts.During the police's search for Chen Guangze, an astonishing fact was revealed: Huang Mei was not Chinese, but a latent agent dispatched by the Japanese military in Chengdu. Her real name was Mao Osawa.People immediately linked her identity with Chen Guangze's disappearance, and all agreed that this patriotic businessman must have been secretly kidnapped by Japanese invaders, with the purpose of seizing Zhang Xianzhong's treasure map and preventing the Chinese people from obtaining the treasure.

For a while, people from all walks of life in central Sichuan were excited, and once again set off a climax of donations to fight against Japan, but Chen Guangze and the treasure map were never found.A few wealthy businessmen took over Jinjiang Taoyin Company with the mood of giving it a try, and continued to search in the river for several months, but finally found nothing, so they had no choice but to give up.

Fortunately, even if the treasure was not found, the Japanese eventually surrendered.With the victory of the Anti-Japanese War and the beginning of the War of Liberation, this strange case that had brought countless discussions to people was finally gradually forgotten.But until many years later, when passing the Jiuyan Bridge, there will occasionally be some white-haired old people pointing their fingers at the rushing Jinjiang water.

"Zhang Xianzhong's treasure may be hidden under the river!" said the old people.

"A stone ox versus a stone drum, the silver is ten thousand and five!"

Tibet evil painting
When the first customer of the day walked into the store, Nikolai did not take much interest in him.The man was haggard, in a tattered woolen coat, the toes of his shoes were almost worn out, and lice were emerging from the holes in his trousers.He carried a rectangular object in his hand, about eighty centimeters long and half a meter wide, wrapped in thick rags.

Seeing that he was a down-and-out poor man who came to sell the paintings collected by his family, Nicholas quickly made a judgment. The plague of the Black Death in 1348 halved the population of Paris, and many once wealthy families were ruined as a result.After the plague was over, Nicholas opened a book copying shop on the Street of the Scribe next to St. Jacques Church, and also sold used books.Over the years, there have been dilapidated children who have come to sell some family collections in exchange for meager rations, and Nicholas's answers are always the same.

"Sir, if you want to sell paintings, you may have found the wrong place," Nicholas said, "My store only buys books. You can go to..."

The visitor shook his head: "Mr. Nicholas, this painting... Maybe you are the only one in Paris who can understand it. Apart from you, I can't think of anyone else who would be interested in it."

"It might mean a lot to you," Stranger added.

This answer surprised Nicholas.He knows that he is indeed a strange person who likes to study mysterious things, likes to collect rare ancient books, likes to delve into ancient characters and ancient spells, and perhaps, there are some fanatical ambitions hidden deep in his heart.But at the same time, he is also a withdrawn person, with few friends around him, and he may not find a few people who have had in-depth conversations with him in the city.In the eyes of most people, he is just an ordinary and not very popular scribe.

However, this ragged stranger seemed to know him quite well.

Nicholas thought for a while: "Okay, let me take a look at this painting first."

The other party carefully closed the store door, and then unwrapped the rags layer by layer. When a corner of the painting was exposed, Nicholas noticed that the frame was not as old as she imagined. It has a history of 30 to [-] years, so it won't be anything valuable.He couldn't help sighing in his heart, and began to think about how to get rid of this strange guest.

(End of this chapter)