Bureau of Anomalous Biological Countermeasures Chapter 108: Jiangjiang

When the person with white beard looked at each other, whether to return or not to return and Wu Mian were completely two different attitudes. The old guy smiled and winked at the white-bearded old man. It seemed to outsiders that the friendship between the two was not shallow. And Wu Mian's eyes were like knives, and when he looked at the old man with white beard, there was a 'spark'. After the two stared at each other for a while, the white-bearded old man took the initiative to avoid Wu Mian's gaze.

After a few polite words, the King of Huainan walked towards the building, surrounded by the squires. At this time, the white-bearded old man stopped Wu Mian and Gui Bugui, in front of the three village chiefs, this time he ignored Wu Mian and the village chief and said directly to Gui Bugui: "Old friend, look The face is very kind, have we met before?"

Gui Bugui listened and giggled, pushed the white-bearded old man, and said in his mouth, "You really found the wrong person, the old man is too old for me to play this tune."

The old man with the white beard didn't expect this old guy to answer like this. He looked helplessly at the return and said, "Are you still pretending to be crazy in front of me? Return or return, we haven't been there for two hundred years. See you? Why are you so frivolous every time I see you. Is this worthy of your status as a great master of alchemy?"

Gui Bugui grabbed his bald head with few hairs, smiled a little embarrassedly at the white-bearded old man, and said, "If you know my name is Guibugui, you should know that the old man is too old. I've seen too many people, we haven't seen each other for two hundred years, I really can't remember who you are..."

The white-bearded old man sighed slightly and said, "The last time we met was at the King Qi's Palace, where Duke Heng had a feast for the world's warlocks. You and I were sitting at the next table, and you were showing off your alchemy and illusion and invited Mingyue Zuo. Wine. Originally this was a great opportunity for you to become famous in the world, but unfortunately you have a frivolous nature. You even used alcohol to tease Concubine Qi. If I hadn’t interceded for you, you would have been beheaded by the great alchemist of Qi in the banquet at that time. Now Remember who I am?"

"My old man did the thing you said? Why can't I remember it at all..." Even though he said so, there was already a blush on the face of the returnee. But after a while, the old guy's face returned to normal. Suddenly, he slapped the white-bearded old man on the shoulder and said, "Huang Ping—you are Huang Ping, a six-armed warlock. I remembered it. But you remembered it wrongly. It wasn't me who went to Concubine Qi by wine... ...is our family's great alchemist. Do you remember? Later, I was kicked out of the alchemist gate because of this incident. Forget it, let's not talk about it. I can't believe that you have also entered the way of longevity, old man. Tell me, how did you, a warlock, cultivate to be immortal?"

Just as the white-bearded old man named Huang Ping was about to answer, a sergeant ran over from the Huainan King Guard. He whispered a few words in Huang Ping's ear, and after he finished speaking, Huang Ping's brows were already wrinkled. Facing Gui Bugui, he sighed, and then said, "The king of Huainan recruits me, and the king's order does not dare to disobey. There is still time, so we will reminisce after the sacrifice to the river at night..."

After speaking, Huang Ping gave a half-ceremony to Gui Bugui. He didn't wait for the old guy to return the salute, and walked quickly towards the palace post of King Huainan with the sergeant.

After watching this person's back disappear, Wu Mian glanced at the return with a half-smile, and said, "I can't see that you showed up so much before, molesting Concubine Qi in the Qi Palace. There will still be people after two hundred years. Remember..."

"He's not Huang Ping" Before Wu Mian finished speaking, a strange smile appeared on Gui Bugui's face. He turned his gaze back from where 'Huang Ping' disappeared, looked at the white-haired young man in front of him and said, "I was a little Meng Lang for a while, but all the alchemists and warlocks in the banquet at that time were looking at that old guy Xu Fu. In terms of face, hundreds of people are begging for the old man again. This person is just fishing in troubled waters, and..."

Speaking of this, Gui Bugui suddenly paused, and a sly smile appeared on his face. Then he continued: "Huang Ping, the Liujia warlock, is dead. I saw it with my own eyes. If his name is Huang Ping, then who is the dead one?"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the village chief who was already timid, and continued: "It's a pity that the overlord's soul has been placed on you, so rest your heart. No matter what happens, we two Everyone is standing in front of you. What are you afraid of?"

When Gui Bugui was talking to the village chief, Wu Mian stared at him with good eyes. After watching for a while, he suddenly said, "So do you see who this person is? Xu Fu's peers are still There are a few living in the world, it shouldn't be difficult to know, right?"

"It's hard to say." Having said this, Gui Bugui sighed slightly. After a pause, he continued: "Just now, my old man also tasted it in my heart. The few uncles Xu Fu found for me who should be still alive are not compatible with this person. This person has changed his appearance, listen to Have you heard the voice he just spoke? Does it sound a little empty? This has also been dealt with by the spell."

Wu Mian sneered indifferently when he heard whether he had returned or not and still couldn't tell who this person was. After laughing, he looked at the old guy and said, "Remember? That guy knew we were here to find treasure last night. It can be seen that we are looking for something, if not guessing. Or he knows the location of the treasure. , but I don't have the ability to go in and take it out..."

After a few words, the sight of returning home is also bright. The old guy smiled at Guanyi, where the King of Huainan lived, and then said: "Then let's see how you sacrificed Jiang at night..."

While the King of Huainan was resting in the town, another group of men had already rushed to the mouth of the Wujiang River. At the place where the overlord was summoned last night, a table and various sacrificial utensils were placed. After the sun went down, the King of Huainan came to the Wujiang River surrounded by guards.

Different from the previous rituals of offering sacrifices to the river, this time the King of Huainan did not allow anyone to watch. His guards drove away the ordinary people who were watching nearby. When these people were leaving, Fake Huang Ping carefully looked at them, but did not find Gui Bugui and Wu Mian.

In the blink of an eye, it was the third watch. At this time, the ceremony of sacrificing the river officially began. The King of Huainan brought a alchemist in his thirties. After burning the jute paper, he slaughtered a few chickens and sprinkled the blood of the chickens into the water of the Wujiang River.

In a small hill not far from the Jijiang River, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui were sitting on a large rock, and the village chief with the spirit of a tyrant was hiding far away. The two people watched every move that happened below, and beside the two people, there were some ashes that were not easy to be found. Gui Bugui watched and whispered to Wu Mian who was beside him: "I didn't expect that person to hide here last night, let alone, this location is not bad. You can see the bottom here, but those people below can't see us. ."

"Are you sure that fake Huang Ping is the same person last night?" Wu Mian's brows suddenly wrinkled for some reason, he looked at the scene below, and after a pause, he continued: "It's been almost two hours. Now, that person never once looked up to us. If that person was him last night, Fake Huang Ping should know the location of the Suishi Tibetans here. However, His Royal Highness the King of Huainan looked at us at least five times an hour. No matter what, the person last night shouldn't be the King of Huainan, right?"

While the two of them were talking, King Huainan suddenly raised his head and glanced at them without warning at the position of the sacrifice below. And the white-bearded old man's fake Huang Ping's eyes were fixed on the sacrificial position, and he didn't even notice the movement of King Huainan when he turned around.

Seeing that the sacrifice has come to an end, as long as the alchemist in charge of the sacrifice throws the tribute into the water of the Wujiang River, you will be done. At this moment, the Jiangshui Center suddenly began to fight, and then a corpse wearing a Han army costume was 'vomited' out of the vortex of the river. Followed by the second and third corpses...

These corpses are not only those of the Han army, but also the corpses of the Chu army. After everyone on the shore saw it, they immediately made a mess...