Luo Lie said: "Bai Yunfei should want us to help him do something, but I never agreed to him."

"What's up?"

Luo Lie said: "I didn't ask, but I suspect it should be related to Mu Sanshou. He gave me five days to consider."

Ye Qinghong said: "You are so calm. If you don't agree to him, will he join forces with Ren Tianjun to deal with us?"

Luo Lie laughed. Talking with a smart woman like Ye Qinghong would save a lot of effort.

Ye Qinghong said: "Are you going to refuse?"

Luo Lie shook his head.

Ye Qinghong said: "It seems you are ready to agree." She felt warm in her heart. She realized that the reason why Luo Lie was preparing to agree to cooperate with Bai Yunfei should be because of her own safety. Her beautiful eyes stared at Luo Lie, but saw his gentle and light expression. This expression made Ye Qinghong feel self-indulgent suspicious.

Luo Lie said: "If Mu Sanshou really left some amazing secret, this secret is most likely related to you. If we ask others to cooperate with us to investigate, it is better for us to do it ourselves and control the initiative in our hands as much as possible."

Ye Qinghong nodded, feeling ashamed in her heart. Luo Lie thought more profoundly than himself.

Luo Liedao: "At least until the end of this mission, Bai Yunfei will ensure our safety, and he will provide us with everything we need, which is a good deal for us."

Ye Qinghong said: "Combining with people like Bai Yunfei is equivalent to seeking skin with a tiger. It is not ruled out that he can hide his bow after he succeeds."

Luo Lie smiled and said, "He doesn't need to hide."

Ye Qinghong's beautiful eyes shining: "Aren't you afraid that he will kill someone to silence him afterward?"

Luo Lie said: "Bai Yunfei has changed so much after the ups and downs of the past."

Ye Qinghong said: "I have deeper scheming and know how to weigh the pros and cons."

Luo Lie said: "Prudence is a good thing and a bad thing."

Ye Qinghong smiled and said, "You always thoroughly analyze others."

Tang Baoer came back after a walk around and said fuss: "Qinghong, why have you collected so many antiquities?"

Ye Qinghong sighed helplessly and said, "It seems you have visited this yard all over."

Tang Baoer said: "I just lie in the backyard and took a look. There were tattered statues inside. Could it be that you are becoming interested in picking up tatters?"

Ye Qinghong said: "The last time I went to Manchuria, I saw that many ancient objects were destroyed among the people. The people didn't know the precious value of these things at all. I once saw a priceless exquisite wood carving that was actually chopped by an old man as a chopping firewood. These are all cultural relics of immeasurable value."

Luo Lie said: "Food is the most important thing for the people. The soldiers are in chaos and the common people cannot even fill their stomachs. Who has the energy to take care of these?"

Ye Qinghong said: "What our ancestors have been passed down for thousands of years have suffered such destruction in our area. How can our generation bear the favor? So I wanted to invest in the acquisition of some valuable cultural relics from the people and keep them as much as possible. This is also an immeasurable wealth for future generations."

Luo Lie felt like he had re-recognized Ye Qinghong. He had thought of this, especially when he thought of the Eight-Nation Alliance invading China and plundering wealth, he was even more heartbroken. Some things were always done. Although Ye Qinghong was a mixed-race child, the blood of Chinese was flowing in her blood. Ye Qinghong was still so awakened that she was a little ashamed compared to her.

Tang Baoer's eyes turned and said, "It is said that gold is in troubled times, and it is collected in prosperous times, but wars will eventually lead to prosperous times sooner or later. When it comes to peaceful times, these cultural relics will inevitably become fewer and fewer. At that time, the treasures collected by Qinghong will naturally increase the value of these treasures collected by Qinghong will naturally increase countless times. It will be priceless if you take out any item. I really have to study your business."

Ye Qinghong was told by her, and her original noble sentiment became profit-oriented. She pretended to be angry and said, "You girl try every means to blackmail me all day long, believe me or not..."

Tang Baoer raised his hand and begged for mercy: "It's my fault, it's my fault. I shouldn't slander your Miss Ye's compassion, nor should I doubt your Miss Ye's noble sentiment. If you don't have to do it, I will jump into the lake by myself later."

Ye Qinghong and Luo Lie laughed at the same time when they heard her say this.

Tang Baoer said: "To be honest, it sounds like a very meaningful thing to open a British Museum that belongs to us Chinese. Qinghong, count me."

Ye Qinghong said: "Just as your virtue of fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, I dare not bother you Miss Tang, but if you really have to be willing, please ask Uncle Tang to help contact some authoritative scholars to give advice to the museum."

Tang Baoer nodded and said, "As long as I'll trick my dad first."

Ye Qinghong said: "If Mr. Tang is willing to come, he will be the honorary director of the museum."

Luo Lie began to realize that he had been living too depressed during this period. Compared with Ye Qinghong, he did not live actively. He was even escaping the mission left by his parents. He began to reconsider the legend about the Nine Dings. Those from the future, including his father, should not fully understand the true meaning of the Nine Dings.

Since leaving Ganbian, Luo Lie did not even dare to recall his experience in the Western Xia royal tomb. Now he regained his memory. He found that there were too many terrifying things in it. Did the powerful spiritual power of the High Priest Haori and Princess Long Yu come from their talents or their acquired cultivation? Or, they were originally a different life group from ordinary people, and the Yongzhou tripod buried under the yellow sand, play a role in this dusty grudge?

What is the connection between the Yu Shen Monument and the Nine Cauldrons? What is the meaning of the Yu Shen Monument that disappeared due to the eruption of a volcano? Is it just a song to praise Dayu? In the future era, why do people represented by their parents have hidden worries about the Nine Cauldrons? Is the Nine Cauldrons buried deep in the ground really a tool to connect this place and another planet in the depths of the universe?

Luo Lie tried hard to search for his memory and gradually pieced together everything that had been broken before. What he put together was not only the memory but also the scars that were deeply rooted in his heart. The old wounds have not healed, and the new wounds have been added, and they are still bleeding.

Sitting alone on the cold bench of the church, the moonlight was pouring through the stained glass window, and the psychedelic and soft light was sprinkled at his feet. Luo Lie looked at the light without moving. The smoke in his hand made the light chaotic, and thus outlined the outline of light and shadow. In Luo Lie's eyes, this light seemed to be a rainbow in the night.

His fingers moved, and the ashes fell slowly on the ground. The cigarette butt that had not yet been extinguished was like a red star. His cold heart felt a hint of warmth because of the red. Luo Lie took a breath of cigarette and spit out a cloud of smoke. The rising smoke drifted towards the colorful glass window along the track of the moonlight.

Luo Lie raised his head and looked at the image of Jesus directly in front of him. His memory was engulfed by the raging fire.

Even if the night is long, light will eventually come. The seed of wisdom planted by his father has taken root in his memory. Soon China is about to usher in an unprecedented change. The sleeping lion is about to wake up slowly. He should be able to witness this soul-stirring history with his own eyes.

He had predicted history. Luo Lie didn't know whether he belonged to this place or the future. If his parents did not return to this era, he might have been born in the future, but even so, he would also face an unprecedentedly severe crisis in the future, even related to the life and death of mankind.

After returning from Ganbian, Luo Lie once felt that he was an outcast of history, but now he has gradually changed his mind. Perhaps he was born for his mission and to save the fate of mankind. He could not change the history that has happened and the history that is happening, but he still has the opportunity to change the future and change the fate of mankind.

Luo Lie sat like this all night until the sun shone through the glass window and until the church lighted up, and he was not tired at all. He stood up, packed up the cigarette butts all over the ground, opened the church door, and let the morning breeze bring fresh air here and let the sun bathe his whole body.

When he opened the church gate, Luo Lie found a man standing outside the door, with a black robe, a silver cross, a silver-gray curly hair, and a gray-blue eyes that were deeply trapped in his eye sockets. This was a Western priest in his fifties. His pair of dusty old leather shoes proved that he had been carrying a brown suitcase in his hand after a long journey. The suitcase was very large, with many worn corners, and the skin color was mottled, full of traces of time, and the same was true for his people.

Luo Lie was extremely surprised to see his expression. This rarely happens to Luo Lie, who has always been calm.

The priest nodded to Luo Lie, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Luo!"

Luo Lie clenched his fists, his eyes burned with blazing flames, and then he turned around and walked into the church and closed the door with force.

The smile on the priest's face also disappeared with the closing of the church gate, but he still did not choose to leave. He came to the door of the church and put down his suitcase: "Luo! I know you hate me. I have lived in pain all these years..."

Luo Lie's roar came from the church: "Get out! Get out before I kill you!" He pushed his back against the door, his tall body twitching in pain, and his clenched fists tried his best to control his emotions. He felt that he was on the verge of an explosion, and he had the urge to open the door and rush out and twist the other person's neck.

The priest said: "Law, Alice is my daughter...I compare..."

"Shut up!" Luo Lie roared. He closed his eyes tightly, and tears flowed freely along his distorted face. He wanted to kill the other party, but he had promised, and a beautiful white back appeared in his mind. She ran among the flowers, leaving a string of laughter: "Luo, come and chase me..."

The sea of ​​flowers in my mind burned, and the ruthless flames swallowed her delicate body.
Chapter completed!