Yama Rising Chapter 939: : Notes

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His figure stopped abruptly. I looked around.

There is no one.

The current situation in Philadelphia, no one will visit here leisurely.

He walked in silently and watched carefully.

In the picture, Richardman puts his hands on the desk. His face was exactly the same as Xu Fu remembered, but he was much older.

He looked very elegant, with black-rimmed glasses and a ponytail gracefully with white hair in the back. Has fallen. Wearing a straight suit. In the picture, he is sitting in front of a solid wooden table, the table top is full of books, and behind it is a dense bookcase.

The whole picture is not abnormal, but... when he looked at Richardman's right hand, his soul almost trembled.

His right hand is placed in a wooden box, on top of a dark red note. The five fingers are spread out and placed casually. I am afraid that he did not expect that this painting would appear in public.

So, his hands are not enough to cover the notes. Some corners and corners are leaking out, and on these corners...there are actually Chinese characters written!

A flame-like excitement penetrated through Edward's soul. The heart began to bang and speed up, the palms of the hands were all sweating, and the Adam's apple moved gently-this painting is very detailed, including the Chinese characters on it.

One cloud character, one guest character.

If he guessed correctly, this is Xu Fu's notes! Because Xu Fu's dao name is called Yunzhongke! It's just that the Chinese character was blocked for a little while.

Suddenly meeting without warning, too suddenly. So that Edward's mind was blank for a moment, and his fingers trembled slightly. After a few seconds, he took a deep breath. Force yourself to calm down. Immediately afterwards, countless questions came to mind.

Notes... The **** Richardman took out notes!

He probably hasn't turned it on yet, after all...If it were turned on, the world's pubic energy would have come out. No one knows what amazing secrets are hidden in this little notebook.

Then why did he take it out?

"According to the rules of deposit, no one can touch it." He stared at the painting firmly and muttered: "But, after all, this is an item left by a Yama-level evil. It has been accumulated over time. I have drawn countless Yin Qi from Xu Fu. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a ghost weapon. More importantly, the person who stores it...So, is he showing off?"

"Show off the history of the First American Bank? Even a Yan Luo would choose our bank?"

Shaking his head, he didn't work on it anymore. Instead, he stared at the notes.

He wants to know if there is a possibility of opening this notebook.

He watched for a full minute before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Not possible.

Perhaps the note is already psychic, after all, it is the most important item of a high-level Yama. So... it is surprisingly clear on the oil painting. If you look carefully, there are countless complicated dark lines on the cover, and they are clearly distinguishable.

This is not an ordinary shadow pattern.

Even if Edward only watched it for a minute, he felt dizzy in his mind.

This... it turned out to be an extremely complicated formation!

Although he couldn't recognize it, but in the understandable part, he read the "seal", "allow", "destroy" and "forbidden" indicia segments.

"This is not drawn by a painter. No painter can draw so clearly. This is a projection... Because of the yin and yang connection in the dark, this notebook unconsciously casts its own projection on this picture On the painting. And this...probably the only painting with diary clues."

He looked behind Richardman, where there was an open door. And on the door, impressively

An English paragraph that says "Board of First American Bank".

He licked his lips lightly, suppressed some rapid breathing, and quickly thought: "The good news is that this notebook was probably still in the storage room hidden by the First American Bank. The bad news is ……"

He sighed lightly and murmured: "This notebook is already psychic, and Freemasonry will definitely find it extraordinary. Then...what will they do?"

Yes, Matthew's father participated in the job of hiding the storage room of the First American Bank. The storage room is in the underground palace and has not been moved. There must be a huge secret hidden there and cannot be moved.

But.

Is this notebook still there?

This is not a big item, you can take it away with a pinch in your arms. Especially... when this notebook has been shown to be extraordinary.

It took a long time before he looked away.

Is it right? Check it out.

If there is no clue to the underground church. So... Even if Matthew is a hornet's nest, he has to poke him.

Just as his gaze was retracted, the corner of his eye suddenly jumped, and he looked into the picture in amazement.

Just now, he was caught all eyes by Richardman's right hand. At this moment, he suddenly realized that his left hand was still holding something!

That is the upper part of the wooden box.

Very ordinary wooden box, no hollow carving craftsmanship. However, a line of characters was carved with a knife on the yellow solid wood box.

MatthewConn.

Matthew Conn

At this moment, thunder flashed through Edward's mind. He even raised his hand involuntarily and rubbed his brows frowning into Chuan.

Matthew Conn...Matthew Conn? !

Richardman can't be alive! Xu Fu said that he just gave the other party to live to two hundred years and complete the qualifications for this term. But... even if he dies, Matthew's father...no, Matthew's grandfather is not yet born!

How can these two people who have been separated by more than a hundred years get involved?

In the dark, he seemed to have touched a giant beast. I touched the other's mouth, wings, and claws, but couldn't touch the torso, and couldn't recognize what kind of monster it was.

The lack of a main thread...This makes all the information now fragmented and unable to be spliced... He grinds his teeth secretly, which is not the most annoying. What worries him most is...

Richardman used this box to put Xu Fu's notes, and...plan to leave it to Matthew?

This notebook... now in Matthew's hands?

Beside the queen bee in the hornet's nest?

"It's a **** answer." He cursed inwardly, never wanting to stay anymore, and walked directly to the door.

As soon as he left, he suddenly discovered that the corridor in front of him was extremely long!

I can't see the main hall behind, as if it leads to an endless hell!

"Do you know what." A voice sounded from the side: "It is impossible for ordinary people to stare at this painting for so long."

"It's called Richardman's portrait. Richardman was finally promoted to treasurer. But his portrait was hailed as a magical portrait. Under the baron, the soul would boil at a glance. And you, actually looked at it. Twenty minutes and thirteen seconds."

This painting is hanging around the corner, next to another hall. At this moment, a figure in a suit came out from the back leisurely.

This is a white man.

Skinny, with a double-stretched moustache, her millet hair is spotlessly combed, and she wears a high-quality hand-made suit. The whole person reveals a kind of extravagance.

However... in Edward's eyes, the other party is a mess

The Yin Qi of Qu! There is no end in sight!

The Duke... This is the Duke who stayed in the Masonic Church! When did he come here? Or have you noticed yourself?

Behind him, followed by two priests.

The other party is not wearing a black priest's robe, but a snow-white church robe with gold trim. Even the cross hanging on the chest is inlaid with white gold and diamonds.

The bishop... two bishops!

To be able to accompany two bishops of the diocese, this person's identity is absolutely extraordinary. Especially... this is one of the nests of Freemasonry. An extremely unknown premonition surged in Edward's heart, and he said solemnly: "Your Excellency?"

"Brando DuPont." He bowed gracefully, stretched out his hand and pressed it gently: "Ah...don't be afraid. I'm just curious. Edward Rawls."

What a fast speed...Is this in the first twenty minutes I paid attention to this painting, I figured out my identity?

So... he should also know why he came here? After all... The Los Angeles Police Department is likely to have a ghost.

Are you here to "mention" yourself?

Or... a straightforward threat?

Edward was unmoved and looked straight into the other person's eyes: "I don't seem to have seen you before."

"But I felt your guard." Brando smiled and said, "According to the records, your past is mediocre. You don't have the talent for cultivation. Then...you can tell me..."

Between the sparks and flints, he instantly got close to Edward, just behind him. With his hands pressed against his shoulders, his head softly said: "How did you do this?"

"Huh?"

The two bishops have involuntarily separated the two sides, forming a triangle to surround Edward in the center. The magistrate-level infurience on his body was boiling. Edward has no doubt that as long as one is wrong, the other party will definitely shoot!

The muscles tense instantly, then relax immediately. This was clearly felt by Brando, he let out a chuckle, and strummed his fingers on Edward's shoulder like playing the piano, looking extremely ambiguous.

His voice is full of bewitching: "You are reading the'Forbidden Book'."

His voice is affirmative: "This book, I might know more than you. It comes from a remote, mysterious and powerful country. No one can open it. The runes used are also very advanced. If you tell me you know. As the leader of the DuPont consortium, I promise you a request."

Even if Edward had guessed that Brando's identity was extremely high, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the seven words from the leader of the DuPont Consortium.

This is...a lord!

One of the twelve masters of Freemasonry, leader of the DuPont consortium! A non-human Lord!

Damn Lee Jung Sook! Didn’t you say that all the Lords left the United States? ! What XJB intelligence!

The Lord of Freemasonry is still staying in the Freemasonry Church... He didn't want to guess what species the other party was, he thought quickly in his mind, and then said: "I don't know what you are talking about."

There is no sound behind him.

For a long time, Brando said quietly: "I heard that you are tracking the Matthew Conn family?"

Without waiting for an answer, his voice became cold: "Listen to a word of advice, some things should be enough."

"I don’t know who’s behind you. Please express my kindness to him for me. At this time, Freemasonry has no intention of competing with any powerful forces. But... if anyone stepped into our Forbidden land. Then... he will face war."

Edward calmly said: "Is this a threat?"

"No, it's a reminder." Brando patted his shoulder gently: "I wish you alive and leave Philadelphia."