I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 100 A powerful enemy! (Fourth update today.)
Central China District Archives Database.

"Wow wow wow..."

Under the light yellow desk lamp, a figure sat on a chair, concentrating on the old events in the documents.

Except for the sound of materials being turned around, the entire archives room was eerily quiet.

Xu Xin kept taking notes with his other hand.

After a long time, Xu Xin stretched out, organized all the notes, held them in his hand and read through them slowly.

The above content was reorganized by him based on archival data.

Not only did detailed notes be made on the time of the case and every subsequent event.

At the same time, based on the content of the data, the detailed route of Meng Xingliang's escape at that time was deduced.

The content is clean and organized and clearly visible.

Even a layman can see many problems through the above information.

"Strange, it shouldn't be."

When Xu Xin finished reading all the above content, a somewhat sad look appeared on his slightly immature face.

There are many things in the information that are too coincidental.

Why did Meng Xingliang leave the escort team midway?

There were many experts in the escort team, and they all died overnight. There were no fatal wounds on their bodies, and they died silently.

It was determined that he was killed by someone using the secret technique of Feng Shui. Meng Xingliang had a mysterious origin and was good at the secret technique of Feng Shui.

This was indeed proven in the subsequent hunt.

There are many people's testimonies that prove that Meng Xingliang's secret technique of Feng Shui is extremely strange and has trapped the pursuers in place several times.

But until this moment, Meng Xingliang had not harmed anyone's life.

Until Meng Xingliang was hiding in a friend's house, his traces were exposed, and several people who were chasing him killed Meng Xingliang's friend's family.

Then they were all killed by Meng Xingliang who arrived.

After this incident, Meng Xingliang's attitude immediately changed drastically. From that day on, all his pursuers were killed by him.

At this point in the case, the two parties have actually turned from a public matter into a personal feud.

Why did you kill the whole family of Meng Xingliang’s friends?
Isn't this clearly trying to push Meng Xingliang to a dead end?

Xu Xin complained with a grimace.

But at that time, all the participants had been killed by Meng Xingliang. When the people behind him rushed over, they only saw corpses on the ground, and there was no evidence that everything was dead.

"It's a pity that the bodies of the participants at that time can no longer be found. Otherwise, using my Xu family's secret technique, I might be able to restore the truth."

Xu Xin was a little regretful that the old man of the Xu family had other affairs back then and was not involved in this matter. Otherwise, with the help of the Xu family's borrowing of corpses to return dreams, perhaps things would not have been so bad.

In his opinion, this case was a case of confusion and red-blooded killing by both parties from beginning to end.

It's as bizarre as if you accidentally glanced at him one more time on the street, and with the words "look", it turned into a street murder.

While Xu Xin was complaining, the file administrator on the desk behind him had already started urging him.

"Xu family's baby, it's almost time for you to leave. It's already seven o'clock. I have to get off work."

As the administrator opened the curtains, Xu Xin saw the gradually brightening lights on the street outside and realized that he had been sitting in the archives all day again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Uncle Jiang, I didn't notice the time and delayed your get off work."

Xu Xin was slightly apologetic. He knew that the archives office closed at six o'clock.

Uncle Jiang waited until after seven o'clock before reminding himself that he would be foolish if he didn't leave.

The administrator, Uncle Jiang, waved his hand with a smile: "It's okay. I'm alone anyway. It doesn't matter if I go back early or later. It's just that I'm getting older, and I can't be as energetic as young people like you."

Uncle Jiang said, picking up the files on the table.

Xu Xin hurriedly followed to help clean up.

Putting the information back into the cowhide bag, Uncle Jiang took the information and walked to the iron box aside, opened the iron box: "I will retire next month."

"retire?"

"Yeah, what kind of era is it now? Technology has developed like myths and legends. Throw these messy antiques into small boxes, and people can check out any information by clicking on them with their mobile phones. There is no need for archives. .”

"Yes, now with the Internet, everything is very convenient."

Uncle Jiang carefully inserted the information according to the position of the serial number, turned around and said with a smile: "Yes, it is so convenient. In the past, when people communicated with each other, it often took a long time to send a letter, and it was inconvenient to convey the news. It’s about relying on middlemen.”

Xu Xin nodded, "I heard that grandpa said about the hard work in the past. In the Jianghu, there is a special kind of person who delivers letters and liaisons, called the Shenxing Taibao. They can travel hundreds of miles a day, but even they..."

Halfway through his words, Xu Xin suddenly froze.

He stood there blankly for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said ecstatically, "Uncle Jiang, you have done me a big favor."

After saying that, he turned around and ran out.

Uncle Jiang looked confused. He didn't know what the boy had in mind to be so excited.

He shook his head, locked the cabinet, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's great to be young!"

Under night lights.

People were coming and going, making it even more lively than during the day.Lively music was played in the square, and old people danced in the square.

Women walking with their children under the lights.

Young people were in groups, talking and laughing.

At this time, a baby's cry came. It was a child in the arms of a young mother.

The child cried violently. The young mother, who was obviously inexperienced, tried to take out the bottle, but the child refused to eat it at all.

Just when she was at a loss.

"The child is not hungry, but his stomach is uncomfortable!"

A kind voice came, and the young woman raised her head and found an old man walking beside her. The old man looked at the child, squatted down with a smile, stretched out his palm and gently touched the child's abdomen.

The young woman was actually very resistant at first, but after a while, the crying child in her arms miraculously stopped crying.

"Knead in a clockwise motion, slowly and steadily. Don't be anxious. The child's digestion is too poor. Knead it a few times after meals every day."

"Okay! Thank you, sir. I didn't realize that you are quite good at coaxing children."

The young woman quickly thanked the old man.

The old man is very old, but he is full of energy, especially his black and white eyes, which exude a sharp energy. He has an erhu behind his back and looks like he has been there for a long time.

Facing the young woman's compliment, she just smiled lightly: "Everyone has grown up from a child. When I was a child, my mother rubbed my belly like this."

The old man looked a little melancholy when he thought about the past, and then shook his head. He was really getting older and started to like to think about the past.

The young woman wanted to thank the old man again, but the old man didn't say another word, and strode forward. His steps were light and slow, but he walked very fast.

As if there was an invisible wind dragging him along, he disappeared into the crowd in an instant.

At the same time, in the crowd, Zhang Jun had a skewer of grilled mutton in his left hand, a handful of squid in his right hand, and a plastic bag with freshly fried chestnuts in it.

No matter where you go, you will eat wherever you go.

The most annoying thing is that I didn't spend a dime on eating and eating along the way. I occasionally picked up some cash along the way.

Occasionally, I would play some traps on the street and throw them away, and I would be surprised to win a big prize directly.

He casually picked up a scratch-off ticket on the ground. Most of the prize pool had been scratched off, but a small half-open corner was missing. Zhang Jun scratched it off and won [-] yuan.

Although the money is not much for me, it feels so good to be able to pick up money casually.

His master usually seems a bit unreliable, but the techniques taught to him are extremely powerful.

When you go online next time, you will bring this technique back with you. When you meet Song Guangming again in the arena, you must sing a good song to him to wish you peace.

Zhang Jun was thinking in his mind that it happened that He Fan said last time that he would go to him to help him predict his destiny. Then he should know whether his destiny is the same as in reality.

I was thinking about it.

Zhang Jun suddenly felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him. After taking a few steps forward, even the light began to become dim.

When he looked back, he saw that the people around him seemed to be deliberately distancing themselves from him, drifting further and further away from him.

This made Zhang Jun immediately realize that something was wrong, and he dropped what he was holding and wanted to run away.

But just in the blink of an eye.

The surrounding light quickly dimmed, and an invisible force seemed to isolate him from the real world outside.

"Strange, could it be that you encountered a ghost hitting the wall again?"

This feeling felt very familiar to him, but he couldn't be sure for a while.

Just when Zhang Jun was confused, he heard the sound of erhu coming from the front.

Taking a closer look, under the dim street lights, an old man in a coat was holding an erhu and pulling it slowly.

The sound of the erhu is lighter than falling flowers, like pulling out long silk cotton, and as bright as beads.As clear as flowing water.

Zhang Jun became alert.

His previous fight with Hua Shirt made him realize that these strangers with special skills were far more difficult to deal with than he thought.

The old man in front of him gave Zhang Jun an unprecedented sense of danger. He couldn't see clearly, as if there was a layer of mist around the old man.

As the old man's erhu sound became slower and slower, Zhang Jun found that the surrounding light began to dim.

Seeing this, Zhang Jun hesitated for a moment, then walked up to the old man.

In three or two steps, he walked to the old man. Facing the old man in front of him, a flattering smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he slowly raised his hands and bowed to the old man.

"Junior Zhang Jun has met the senior and wishes him well. The senior is as blessed as the East China Sea and his life span is as long as the Southern Mountains."

As he spoke, he quickly formed seals with his hands and bowed to the old man in front of him.

However, this time, Zhang Jun felt a bitter feeling coming over him, as if something was blocking his fortune-seeking technique.

The old man swayed slightly, raised his head unexpectedly, and looked at Zhang Jun with narrowed eyes.

"My child, didn't your master tell you that those who hold objects in their possession will not be invaded by evil and cannot be harmed by anything other than Taoism? If you want to take away my luck, Taoism is still a little bit behind..."

　The second update is at noon, the third update is in the afternoon, and the fourth update is in the evening.

　　I'll do it as soon as possible.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)