Mad Doctor No. 9

Zhang Qingyun and Lin Qingfeng were dumbfounded.

Lin Qingfeng said, "You...you can also refine pills?"

Wang Tian didn't elaborate, "However, there are only two Transformation Pills. I need to keep one for emergencies. Who went to the Moon Crossing Bridge?"

His gaze fell on Lin Qingfeng.

Lin Qingfeng gave a wry smile and said, "Mr. Wang, do you mean you want me to impersonate you? However, my physique and temperament are far inferior to yours. It's impossible to fool a strong person."

Wang Tian said, "We don't need to completely deceive them. We just need to attract their attention and stall them. I'll teach you a set of footwork techniques, and with the illusion pill, you can definitely pass for the real thing within half an hour."

Zhang Qingyun was still worried: "But what if we're discovered..."

"Then let's fight." A cold glint flashed in Wang Tian's eyes. "I've set up an array around the Moon Crossing Bridge. Even if we're surrounded, I'll find a way to break out. But first, let's rescue my family."

The three of them talked for a while longer, until evening.

When Lin Qingfeng left, he handed the satellite phone and car keys to Wang Tianyi: "That black Honda is in the back alley. The phone has a password, so contact me anytime if anything happens."

Wang Tian said earnestly, "Thank you."

"No need." Lin Qingfeng's expression was solemn. "Over the years, Mr. Yamamoto has been persecuting Chinese people in Japan. I've long wanted to teach them a lesson. This time, I'm going to participate as well."

That night.

After taking the Transformation Pill, Wang Tian's appearance gradually changed, transforming him into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

He changed into a black tracksuit, slung a backpack over his shoulder, and disappeared into the night in Kyoto.

Our first stop was the Yamamoto Building.

The first thing to do was to give them a "gift" as a token of our appreciation.

The Yamamoto Building, located in the heart of Kyoto, is a 32-story building and is the headquarters of the Yamamoto Group.

Although it was already past nine o'clock, many floors in the building still had their lights on.

Wang Tian stopped his car two blocks away and walked over, wearing a hat and a mask.

He didn't enter through the main entrance, but instead went around to the side.

This is a ventilation duct leading to the underground parking garage.

According to the design drawings Lin Qingfeng gave him, the security center of the building was located on the 28th floor, and Yamamoto Musashi lived on the top floor, which was his office.

However, this was not Wang Tian's goal.

The place he was going to was the library on the thirteenth floor.

According to the information provided by Lin Qingfeng, most of the information the Yamamoto family has collected over the years about dragon veins, formations, and the Kunlun Mirror is stored here.

If the Yamamoto family really did set up a "fate-defying formation," there would inevitably be clues.

In addition, the archives may also contain information about the detention of prisoners.

Wang Tian climbed up the ventilation duct, moving like a nimble cat.

After breaking through to the fourth level of the "Dragon Transformation Technique," his control over true qi became even more refined. He could form a thin film on the surface of his body to reduce friction and noise.

Five minutes later, he arrived at the thirteenth floor.

Looking out through the blinds, the archives room was brightly lit, but no one was there.

Wang Tian gently lifted the ventilation opening and jumped down.

This is a fairly large room, no less than 200 square meters, with rows of bookshelves neatly arranged, filled with various ancient books, scrolls, and modern documents.

The air was filled with the scent of old paper and incense.

Wang Tian didn't turn on the light, but took out a small flashlight and quickly began searching.

The bookshelf was densely covered with titles such as "Chinese Feng Shui," "Dragon Vein Research," "Array Formation Diagrams," and "Kunlun Mirror"...

He went straight to the "Kunlun Mirror" area, where there were only three rows of bookshelves, but each row was full.

Wang Tian quickly flipped through the pages; most of them were copies, containing myths and legends.

Then he took out a black leather notebook, and my eyes lit up.

The notes were written in Japanese, but there were also many Chinese characters.

Judging from the handwriting, it should be Yamamoto Musashi's handwriting.

"...In 1949, I obtained three pieces of the Kunlun Mirror and hid them in the underground of Qingquan Temple. However, the spiritual energy between the fragments is mutually repulsive. I have looked at the family genealogy, and only my granddaughter, Qianxue, meets the requirements, but she is still too young and we need to wait for her to grow up..."

"Qianxue is eighteen years old and can activate the great formation. The Dragon Gate of China, however, wanted to seize a fragment, disrupting their plans. I killed eight hundred people, but couldn't even find a fragment; it's truly a pity..."

"...Today, revenge is avenged. The fragment has appeared in the world, in the hands of Wang Tian, ​​the successor of the Medical Sage. This is an excellent opportunity. Capture his family and force him to submit. Once all forty-nine nodes are assembled, the Kunlun Mirror will be complete, the nation's fate will be reversed, and peace and prosperity will reign..."

When Wang Tian saw this, he was so angry that he almost crushed the notebook.

It turns out that Yamamoto Chiyuki, with her special physique, is the key to fusing the fragments.

Therefore, Yamamoto Musashi did not hesitate to slaughter the eight hundred members of the Dragon Gate Society!

He continued reading and discovered that there were a total of forty-nine dragon vein nodes, seven of which had been marked by China, and Tiancheng was one of them.

There was also a hand-drawn diagram that marked the "sacrifice" required for each node, which was none other than the blood essence of a living person!

Wang Tian gritted his teeth: "Are you crazy..."

He put away his notebook and began to look through the prison records.

One of the diaries contained the following sentence: "On October 5th, three Chinese were taken to Tsukimi Villa and placed under strict guard."

right here!

Just as Wang Tian was about to leave, his ears suddenly perked up.

Footsteps and voices came from outside the door.

"We need to increase patrols tonight. The patriarch said that the Chinese might be arriving soon, so we must intensify our patrols."

"Don't worry, there are infrared surveillance cameras on the thirteenth floor. Not even a fly can get in."

Wang Tian quickly turned off his flashlight and hid behind the bookshelf.

The gate opened, and two security guards walked in, each holding a flashlight.

One of them walked in the direction of Wang Tian, ​​then suddenly stopped.

"Hey! Someone's tampered with this."

Another person stepped forward: "Really? Nobody else came tonight, just the two of us."

"Wait, these ashes..."

Wang Tian knew that this matter could no longer be kept secret.

Just as the security guard was about to reach for the alarm on his waist, he suddenly made a move.

Swish!Swish!

With a hiss, two silver needles shot out and landed precisely on the necks of the two men.

The security guard froze and fell straight down.

Wang Tian pulled the two men to the corner, put on one of their clothes, put on a walkie-talkie, and leisurely left the archives.

There were two security guards in the hallway. They greeted him, "Hey, Xiao Lin, it's not your turn yet, is it?"

Wang Tian pulled his hat down even lower and mumbled, "I've come to get something."

He walked directly to the elevator and pressed the button for the underground parking garage.

Just as the elevator doors closed, a hurried voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Intruder found in the archives! Seal it all off!"