After Wu Rong left, Zhou Xinhong went back to the study to meditate, slowly tapping his fingers on the table. Zhou Huang stood beside him, holding his breath and concentrating, not daring to move.
“Go check the remaining scraps of that stone and see what’s special about it.”
“Yes.”
Zhou Huang responded respectfully, and asked carefully, “Then Wu Rong…”
“Let him go.”
Zhou Xinhong narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickered with thought, and he suddenly said: “Is Zhou Ming okay?”
“Yes.”
Zhou Huang’s thoughts turned around in his mind, and he said honestly, “He will compete with Hui Xin in the Seven Treasures Buddhist Hall tonight.”
“Mm.”
The Zhou family and Secret Lotus Congregation have been confronting each other openly and secretly for so many years, and both sides naturally buried each other in undercover agents. Over the past few years, Jieyang had been calm on the surface, but in fact, it was unknown how many people had died in the darkness. The iron stick monk was the one that hid the deepest. No one knew that the Daytime Empress’s grandfather once picked up the staff-making monk when he was only a baby while he was traveling in Tibetan areas, and sent him to the monastery.
The stick-making monk came down the mountain to repay the grace of saving his life. He had no father, no mother, and no legal name. Zhou Xinhong gave him a first and last name and asked him to join the Secret Lotus Congregation. Up till now, he was the Zhou family’s deepest undercover agent in the Secret Lotus Congregation.
Zhou Xinhong snorted, his joy and anger indistinguishable. He closed his eyes, seeming to be in a state of distress, but it gave the impression that he was like a sleeping beast and that there was a terrifying power in his calmness. Zhou Huang had been by Zhou Xinhong’s side since he was very young, and he had only seen him like this three times. Every time it meant that he was going to kill. Not daring to think too much, Zhou Huang lowered his head even deeper, hiding the fear deep in his heart.
“I hope things work out and you know what to do.”
“Yes.”
“You can go.”
Zhou Huang saluted respectfully and backed away. When approaching the door, Zhou Xinhong’s voice suddenly sounded: “You are not as courageous as A-Jin.”
“A-Jin is the one who resembles me the most, but unfortunately—”
Zhou Huang’s face distorted for a moment, and then returned to normal: “Young Master Jin is naturally the best.”
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After finishing speaking, he waited by the door for half a moment, and when he saw that Zhou Xinhong didn’t give any more instructions, he retreated. But when the door was closed, he looked at Zhou Xinhong out of the corner of his eye. The man still had his eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if he had fallen into dreamland. It could be seen that his true age was indeed quite old.
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Of course Zhou Jin is the best, if he’s not the best, how else could Zhou Xinhong let him survive?
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After all, what is there to envy a person who is about to die? Not only Zhou Jin, but also Zhou Xinhong, the entire Zhou family was a rotten fruit grown on rotten flesh, attracting many flies with its sweet and psychedelic smell.
He, Zhou Huang, was also one of these flies, but he will be the final winner.
Wu Rong even brought the jade back to the villa with the box. If it weren’t for the yellow marks left by the Jade Beetles that would quickly dissipate, and he wouldn’t have done it directly in Zhou Xinhong’s study.
But it was all worth it, the pale-yellow trace had been swallowed up by the Zhong Gu, and Wu Rong could vaguely sense the location of the Jade Beetle in his heart. But he found out that it was not at the site of the Stone Gambling Conference, nor was it in those stone quarries.
It was in the wall behind Zhou Xinhong.
So close at hand.
Ordinary people may scream or change their expressions the moment they discover it. But Wu Rong remained expressionless, didn’t look at the wall, and even noticed Zhou Xinhong’s vaguely probing gaze. He held the stone box and looked at it for a while to confirm that he had turned his attention to the stone box before getting up and leaving.
Does Zhou Xinhong know about the Jade Beetles?
He must not know for the time being, but the yellow marks in the hollow carvings of the stone box were very clear and fresh. Jade Beetles were one of the world’s top five elemental materials, it was impossible for people to let them run around even after knowing about them. After all, they can penetrate any rock and soil, and their whereabouts were erratic, making them very difficult to catch.
There should be another secret space behind the wall of Zhou Xinhong’s study, where the stone box may have been stored. But the Jade Beetle’s state at the moment was also very strange. Through the Zhong Gu, Wu Rong sensed that the Jade Beetle was motionless, as if it was curled up in an extremely small space, and the Pure Earth element in its body was also continuously decreasing. From this point of view, there was no need to wait for the Stone Gambling Conference to end. In another two or three days it would be drained completely dry.
Could it be that there were a few living creatures hiding in the wall of Zhou Xinhong’s study and they caught the Jade Beetle without Zhou Xinhong’s knowledge, absorbing its energy?
There was an air of creepiness about the whole thing.
He couldn’t wait any longer, Wu Rong must get the Jade Beetle before tomorrow night, otherwise the energy in his body would not be enough to support the Zhong Gu’s shedding. He thought a lot in his mind, but Wu Rong’s expression remained unchanged, and he let Zhou Xinhong’s driver take him back to the villa. He cannot trespass on the Zhou family’s property, let alone Zhou Xinhong’s study, which contained various dangerous mechanisms. Don’t act recklessly, the tighter the time, the less you can panic, you need to calm down and think long-term.
Wu Rong still had an advantage now. After all, Zhou Xinhong probably doesn’t know about the Jade Beetles, and he had Zhou Jin.
Wu Rong hoped to get more news from Zhou Jin, but he would have to wait until evening, which was a bit long for Wu Rong now.
It would be great if Zhou Jin came sooner.
After returning to the villa, Wu Rong had a rare case of regret.
“Brother Rong, Fu-daozhang is in your room now.”
In the living room, Huang Mao, Su Xiaomi, and Bai Gu sat neatly on the sofa. When Wu Rong entered the door, three pairs of eyes stared at him at the same time. Each of them looked hesitant to speak, with tangled and complicated expressions. He suddenly became like a gorilla in a zoo exhibition.
Something must have happened.
Wu Rong’s eyes fell on Huang Mao, he was the most honest and did not hide anything under Wu Rong’s gaze.
“Just now Fu-daozhang was wiping his sword, and then he suddenly got serious, got up with his sword and went upstairs. We don’t know what’s going on, so we followed up to see, and then we saw Fu-daozhang slashing your door open with his sword.”
Fu Qing broke his door?
Something must have happened!
Wu Rong’s expression froze, and his first reaction was to wonder if someone from the Secret Lotus Congregation came, or someone from the Witchcraft Society came to make trouble. But seeing Huang Mao and the others sitting in a row, not in a hurry at all, it seemed to be different from what he thought.
Huang Mao spoke hesitantly, while saying be careful, he glanced at Wu Rong from the corner of his eye, and looked at Su Xiaomi and Bai Gu. As a result, the two looked at the sky and the earth, and neither of them talked with him.
No will and spirit!
Huang Mao was furious. Under Wu Rong’s downcast gaze, he finally closed his eyes and said bravely, “I saw from behind Fu-daozhang that the King of Heaven’s Zhou was lying on your bed!”
Good heavens, Fu Qing drew his sword and went up. Huang Mao had never experienced Fu-daozhang’s swordsmanship up close, but this time he saw it thoroughly. It’s so hot that it was about to burn, and the air conditioner couldn’t stop the heat at all. They were blown all the way out of the villa by the heat of sparks, and now that they were better, they came in again. Even Bai Gu, who was always direct in his mind and had the heaviest Yin Qi, directly suffered from the heat stroke. Huang Mao and the others had no choice but to dare not go up to the second floor, so they could only sit on the sofa and wait for Wu Rong.
Wu Rong: …
Wu Rong regretted his thoughts in the car, he would rather Zhou Jin come quietly in the middle of the night than let Fu Qing run into him just like that. As for why he didn’t want to, he was a little confused and couldn’t figure it out right now. Bathed in the eyes of Huang Mao and the others, Wu Rong went up to the second floor with a face that seemed calm but actually had a blank brain behind it.
As soon as he went upstairs, Wu Rong could feel the heat rushing towards his face, imposing and powerful, the fierce and domineering fire was not at all as aggressive as Huang Mao and the others said, but welcomed Wu Rong very warmly, welcoming him into the Yang Qi’s territory. The more he walked into his own room, the heavier the Yang Qi. Soon Wu Rong saw what Huang Mao said was the door that was split open by Fu Qing’s sword.
The fracture was very clean and neat, with a biting killing intent remaining. From it alone, it could be seen how powerful the swordsman was. Through the broken half of the wooden door, Wu Rong saw a familiar black figure.
Fu Qing stood with his sword in his arms, like a green pine tree. He was wearing Wu Rong’s black T-shirt with his long hair tied into a ponytail and hung behind him, leaning against the wall. Standing up, he had the momentum of one man guarding the gate against ten thousand men and not opening it.
And in the corner of Wu Rong’s room, diagonal to Fu Qing at the door, Zhou Jin curled up in the corner of the wall like a mushroom with his knees in his arms. His whole person seemed stunned and dazed, but had a fierce determination like a wild beast that had its way out cut off. When Wu Rong walked to the door, Fu Qing’s killing intent faded, Zhou Jin’s severe mood dissipated, and the two looked at him at the same time.
Wu Rong: “…Go in and we’ll talk.”
Instinctively, he took a step forward, and took the initiative to hold Fu Qing’s hand, Fu Qing let him hold it, and the ferocious aura, which was as terrifying as a weapon in the world, miraculously eased, and Wu Rong pulled him into the room. It wasn’t until Wu Rong entered the room that Zhou Jin staggered and barely stood up. But after not seeing him all night, he turned into a skeleton, his face was as pale as a dead man’s as if his heart had been greatly shaken and he was about to fall down at any moment.
“What happened?”
Wu Rong briefly told Fu Qing about Zhou Jin, skipped his weird dream, and then looked at Zhou Jin. Their appointment was early in the morning, Zhou Jin arrived early and was lying on his bed exhausted, therefore something must have happened.
“Empty…”
Zhou Jin murmured in a daze, and he staggered towards Wu Rong, like a prisoner at the end of his rope trying his best to grab the last straw. But Fu Qing’s sword blocked his way. Zhou Jin couldn’t take a step closer, he ignored Fu Qing, and stubbornly looked at Wu Rong, his originally dark eyes were full of depression and grief: “It’s empty, my mother’s tomb is empty.”
“He hid my mother!”
Zhou Jin said sharply, his voice was no longer soft and beautiful, but like the roar of a wounded beast: “That man hid my mother, she still can’t rest in peace after passing away for so many years!”
Wu Rong immediately saw the leaves of grass and dirt on Zhou Jin’s body. Did he find anything when he dug the grave in the middle of the night? And that result made Zhou Jin crumble, looking fragile and about to collapse.
“The housekeeper was right, I should have thought about it, I should have thought about it, that vicious man will let my mother watch him forever, forever—”
Watch him forever?
For some reason, Wu Rong suddenly remembered the wall where the Jade Beetle was located in Zhou Xinhong’s study.
Editor: Cloud Chip Cake
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That’s kind of creepy. Keeping a dead body inside your 🏠.
sure hope the dead body rises and beat the shit out of the Zhou dude and grinds his bones into dust 😍😘🤡