World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 564 Hundred Swordsman

I was stunned for a moment.

these two questions.

It really can't be proven.

I can know these old things in the world, and people who know Liu will naturally know them better than me.

I can find this place through the clues in the Butterfly Hidden Letter, and people in Xiangliu can also find this place through the clues.

The mandarin ducks and butterflies in your hands don't mean anything.

Because this thing had already been taken away by the Xiangliu organization, I just took it back from their hands.

The only thing that can distinguish me from Xiangliu's organization is another Su family token mentioned in the Butterfly Hidden Letter. This token is unique to the Su family.

The reason why the old manager has not come to western Yunnan to look for the real Xu family artifact for so many years is because he only has the butterfly hidden letter in his hand and does not have the Su family token, so it will be useless even if he comes.Xia Xi also knew that the butterfly hidden letter was one of the tokens, and deliberately hinted that I would come to western Yunnan, because he knew that only if I got this thing and came to western Yunnan would it be possible to find the real artifact of the Xu family.

Xiu Zhong said coldly: "If you are a descendant of the Su family, please take out another Su family token."

"If you can't take it out, I will let you die here today!"

Words cannot be questioned.

I believe he will do so.

Come to get the snow agate.

Except for Xiang Liu, it’s the Su family.

If I cannot prove that I am a descendant of the Su family, this treasure-protecting red flower will definitely kill us based on the principle of preferring to kill the wrong person rather than miss the chance.After all, Professor Xu told me that the people who would come to get the Xu family's artifact were my parents, not me.Our arrival today is inherently presumptuous and strange.

As a loyal and dedicated treasure protector.

There is no way Xiuzhong would believe what I said, and it was even less likely that they would let us go.

In other words.

Come here, either you prove that you are real, or you have to die.

There is no third possibility.

But how can I prove that my parents are my parents?
This thing seems so absurd.

But it is a real contradiction before us.

Xiu Zhong snorted coldly: "I know exactly who killed Professor Xu. But because he had a destiny before his death, I only have one thing to do in my life, which is to protect the Xu family's artifact and prevent me from avenging him. That’s why the enemy has been allowed to live for so long!”

"The person who killed Professor Xu was cunning and sinister. I can definitely think that you are the sappers he sent here to pull out the flag on purpose. He told me a wonderful story about the descendants of a hero who are also heroes!"

I:"……"

Without any hesitation, Xiuzhong suddenly took out a few black pills and turned around to feed Xiaozhu and Sanheizi.

I was shocked.

He raised his hand to stop him.

He suddenly turned around and slapped me in the chest with his palm.

I was beaten so hard that I fell against the stone wall, my limbs and bones were all broken by the impact, my chest was filled with breath, and I couldn't move at all.

The black pills have successfully entered the stomachs of Xiaozhu and Sanheizi.

Since then.

He came over again, pinched my mouth, and fed the black pill into my mouth.

It’s so sweet!

I couldn't move my body, so I was at his mercy.

Xiu Zhong continued: "What I fed you just now is the lost medicine 'Hundred Swords Powder'. Within 5 minutes, if you can't prove yourself, the three of you will have your intestines pierced and torn, and if you gouge out your abdomen with a hundred knives, you will die of pain." !”

As soon as I heard Bai Dao San, my hair stood up.

Sister Jiuer once took me to a cemetery, where I saw the body of a tomb robber. His stomach was cut open, and the intestines inside were cut into pieces with a knife.

I said at the time that this gangster was so cruel. He killed someone and then cut his belly like this.

Sister Jiuer said coldly: "It's okay to eat black people, but it was not cut by my colleagues. He cut it with a knife because of unbearable pain in his abdomen."

I was amazed.

Sister Jiuer squatted down and checked several times, and told me that she had taken a Jianghu medicine called Baidao San. The main medicine has three flavors: blood-sealing throat sap in Dongshan Ridge of Qiong Province, Heding Red in southwestern Guizhou, and Taklimakan Taipan snake venom.

That scene left such a profound impression on me.

Unexpectedly, the black pill with a hint of sweetness just now turned out to be Bai Dao Powder.

For a moment.My thinking suddenly became a little messy.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Xiuzhong took out his pipe.

Start smoking.

Smoke billows.

The image is peaceful and eerie.

I suppressed the chaotic thoughts in my heart, and when the breath in my chest gradually recovered, I said, "Please give me a piece of paper!"

Xiu Zhong doesn’t know what I want to do.

I was given a piece of plain letterhead paper.

I said, "My parents never left me any tokens!"

"But I think with Professor Xu's wisdom, he already has the Butterfly Hidden Letter as a token. The other token is unlikely to be a specific object that is easily lost or snatched away by others. It is most likely a unique skill of the Su family. "

This time I decided to come to western Yunnan.

Always thinking about what the other token is.

The words about another keepsake of the Su family at the back of the Butterfly Hidden Letter were accidentally rubbed off.

But these days, whenever it is quiet at night, I will take it out and look at it. I don’t find anything else, except that the only thing I feel is that it should be four words that have been rubbed away.

I thought of the flower-carrying Buddha's hand.

In addition to holding flowers and Buddha's hand.

I really don’t know how to prove that I am a descendant of the Su family.

Of course, this is all just speculation.

What is the probability of success.

Difficult to calculate.

That's it for today.

There’s nothing to think about!

I prayed in my heart, but the movement of my hands did not stop. I held the lower edge of the paper with one hand and the upper edge of the paper with the other hand. I kept rubbing it with a unique posture and shouted: "Open!"

The letter paper in his hand was pulled and torn into two identical and thin pieces of paper.

This is not ancient paper, there is no fluff inside, and the paper is slightly damp from being in the hole.

Being able to do this is already the ultimate.

I sat down.

Waiting for the final verdict.

Xiu Zhong stood there stupidly, looking at the piece of paper split into two without saying a word.

I was extremely anxious.

Is this a token? Please give me a happy message.

Why are you so crazy standing like this?

Xiuzhong suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to me: "The Xu family protects the red flower Xiuzhong, and has been waiting for the new leader of the Sijun family for a long time..."

I quickly stopped and almost shouted: "Give us the antidote quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Xiu Zhong reacted and quickly took out the antidote from the package next to him.

One capsule per person.

Feed us.

After I took the antidote, I realized that I was sweating profusely, and even my underwear was soaked with sweat.

I have to kneel down again during practice.

I quickly pulled him up: "Take off your mask first!"

Xiuzhong took off his mask.

An old face full of ravines, with red eyes and a shaggy beard, showing the vicissitudes of life.

This is the only treasure-protecting red flower that I know of in my parents’ generation that is still alive!
(End of this chapter)