Chapter 22 Journey

According to what Fatadio said, he had to carefully view the Chinese folk scenery on both sides of the road, so he insisted on choosing an old electric locomotive with a very slow speed and gave up the maglev express that it is now directly connected between Beijing and Shanghai. Seeing Yi Chen and his friends' puzzled eyes, Fatadio said with confidence: "The greatest enjoyment of the US president is to ride a steam locomotive that is only fifty miles an hour on the western wilderness. We are now basically equal to the treatment of the US president."

Yi Chen had no choice but to answer, which could only be attributed to Fatadio's quirk.

Since the British government announced the news that the Queen had stepped down and the new king ascended the throne, Yi Chen and the others have cut off all contact with London. Even if they were to call back, they agreed that they could only say the following words: "Ahh, the weather is so good today... Yes, I'm having a meal." And so on.

Fatadio was still old-tempered and had a carriage. Phil and Gore sat at both ends, which scared countless people who wanted to come and take a seat.

Sitting in the middle of the carriage, Yi Chen was close to Feili, Fatadio was sitting opposite him, Jester and Sally were sitting on the sofa on the left side of the aisle. Fatadio's two assistants got a batch of white wine from somewhere, and were drinking happily.

Yi Chen saw a dozen people in black suits laying sparsely on the platform. He smiled, withdrew his gaze, looked at Sally, and found that she still had the same wooden expression. However, from the depths of her eyes, Yi Chen saw a deep fear. Yi Chen frowned slightly. Why is Sally a particularly trained killer, afraid? She has killed countless people and has been treated the most violently in the world. What are she still afraid of?

Yi Chen patted Feili and said, "The car is about to start. Sit it obediently, Jester, accompany me to the carriage to smoke a cigarette."

Fatadio looked at Yi Chen strangely. The carriage was wrapped up, what was the cigarette? But Fatadio looked at Sally, his mouth slightly raised, and he didn't say anything, and he started to get along with Fei Li.

Jester followed Yi Chen to the link of the car, and Phil followed him and stopped them and the other car.

Yi Chen glanced at Sally: "Jester, what was Sally doing when you went back to your room this morning?"

Jester thought for a moment, shrugged her shoulders and said, "She? She seems to be sitting on the sofa who hasn't slept all night, so I'm too lazy to care about her."

Yi Chen whispered: "She saw you and Feili dealing with those two guys last night. Because she saw it, she couldn't understand these things in her heart. So, didn't you realize that she was afraid to see you and Feili now?"

Jester was stunned for a moment and muttered: "Damn, she was quite fast, and she actually arrived on the rooftop so quickly. Damn... Boss, see, can she practice it too?"

Yi Chen refused: "Impossible, I will not allow my mental formula to flow into the hands of a person I don't understand, especially if she has too many internal injuries in her body, she will die at most until she is forty years old. Even if she starts practicing now, because her meridians are damaged too much, she will not be able to get any good results... Of course, it is very useful to look at her skills, so I allow you to buy her with such money. Otherwise, where would there be such a cheap good thing for her?"

Jester sighed helplessly. Yi Chen comforted him: "Touch her background well, um... makes her afraid of you, but also thanks and respects you, and finally completely control her spirit. If you can do this, I can cure her injuries and consider giving her the formula... But..." Yi Chen's voice suddenly became cold: "If you dare to secretly give her the formula, I will kill it with you, do you understand?"

In the last three words, Yi Chen's strange voice directly shook into Jester's mind. Jester was shocked and nodded without any resistance.

The train had started. Yi Chen and Jester each ordered a cigar, and after smoking, they returned to their seats. Phil returned to his seat, called a bottle of red wine, and drank it sipped.

Fatadio greeted Yi Chen with a smile: "Yi, come here, take a look, look, outside the window, isn't your motherland?"

Yi Chen looked out and said that the train had not yet left the suburbs of Shanghai. There were still houses, houses, houses, telephone poles, telephone poles, telephone poles, and telephone poles everywhere. There was nothing that could touch Yi Chen. A red sun gently poked his head from the east. Yi Chen secretly absorbed the power of the sun's true fire, and immediately felt a burst of slight sweat beads all over his body. Outside the window, wisps of white mist rose from the ground.

Fatadio also took a bottle of brandy with great enthusiasm, poured Yi Chen a big glass, and then held the bottle and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth. Fatadio praised: "China is an ancient and great country. I have to say that China is the most difficult nation to conquer. Look, when the People's Republic of China was founded in the last century, it was basically a country that was so broken that it was about to collapse. But now, hehe, in less than 60 years, China has replaced Russia, and my dear motherland has become the most powerful existence in the East."

Yi Chen looked at Fatadio: "Are you familiar with China's situation?"

Fatadio said proudly: "That's of course. I used to study Chinese majoring in Moscow University. I admire Chinese culture so much, it is profound and broad. Only you real Chinese people can truly understand it."

Yi Chen smiled bitterly: "But I don't know much about my country... Well, I only know some of the history nearly two thousand years ago, and I basically know nothing about China, whether it is history, culture, customs and customs."

Fatadio looked at him in amazement: "How is it possible, my dear Yi, aren't the Chinese a nation with the strongest centripetal force? Are the Chinese a nation in the world that pays the most attention to blood ties? God, you really surprise me often."

Yi Chen took out his jade pendant, turned it gently on the small table in front of him for a few times, and said helplessly: "I am probably the so-called orphan. I don't know who my parents are, nor what my name is or what my surname is... I was about three or four years old, and I was brought to their monastery by a few... Well, that is, people like monks in Western monasteries and began to read the scriptures of the Western Bible. They were not very concerned about worldly affairs, so naturally I don't know these... Fatadio, tell me if there is anything in China worthy of my pride."

Fatadio showed a look of fainting and covered his chest exaggeratedly: "God, dear China Yi, you made me speechless. Is there anything in China that can make you proud? Oh my God, I don't know how to answer your question. In short, you just grab a handful of soil on the land of China, and there may be something that can be worthy of all Chinese people's pride on it once... You really should have a tutoring."

Jester, who was talking softly with Sally, was also attracted, and sat next to Fatadio, sucked the bottle of wine in his hand carelessly, killed half of the bottle in one gulp, stuffed it back and said, "Then, find something interesting to us."

Fatadio didn't care about Jester's actions. He grabbed the wine bottle and said a little bit of a gulp, saying, "So, where should I start? Well, let's start with the oldest legend. Dear Yi, do you know why the Chinese are called "Yanhuang descendants"?"

Yi Chen was stunned and quickly shook his head to express his lack of knowledge. Fei Li had already smiled softly on Yi Chen's body, and he secretly pinched Yi Chen. Yi Chen gently patted her in the head.

Fatadio smiled and said in a mysterious and low tone: "The so-called Yanhuang is a very ancient era in China. Two great emperors with incredible power. Well, they led a powerful country and launched a killing to control the most fertile land in the Central Plains... This, the specific process will not be said. Just say that after the defeat of Yan Emperor, Huang Emperor started a war with Yan Emperor's subordinates and ally a great demon god.

That demon god is called Chiyou."

Jester said disdainfully: "Demon? How powerful is he?"

Fatadio said with a smile: "Well, to be honest, this is just a legend. I don't know how powerful he is. But it seems that in the last battle, it was in a place related to a sika deer. Chiyou used magic to fill the world with mist, and Huangdi got the help of the gods and got a car that could accurately point out the direction, and eventually defeated Chiyou."

Yi Chen whispered: "The most primitive compass?"

Fatadio rolled his eyes: "This myth happened at least ten thousand years ago... At that time, there was a compass, my God..."

Yi Chen was also stunned. Fatadio continued, "Founded, Lord Huangdi used his sword to dismember Chiyou's body, because Chiyou could be resurrected infinitely. In order to prevent him from resurrecting, his body was pulled to the farthest place in all directions and discarded."

Yi Chen was shocked in his heart. A person who could be resurrected infinitely? A cultivator with very powerful power can indeed be resurrected infinitely, because as long as the soul exists, he can be constantly possessed and reborn. Even after reaching a certain legendary state, as long as the soul is still there, the body has no meaning at all. He can directly extract the spiritual energy from the world and form a new body in an instant... Yi Chen was sweating profusely after his heart was cold and sweating. Where was the body dismembered by the five horses? Instead, the soul was completely dispersed, the three souls and six spirits were separated and dispersed, and the soul was completely dispersed. This was clearly a bloody war between monks in ancient times. No wonder there was a so-called saying that there was a so-called help from gods.

Yi Chen smiled: "Fatadio, your story is so wonderful. Are there any other similar legends?"

Fatadio took a sip with pride, thought for a long time, preparing to show off some weird and exciting news. He suddenly laughed and said, "Aha, there is a very beautiful legend. In your history, there is a very famous and war-like guy named Zhang Liang. He was a rogue or a gangster when he was a child, and later he met an old man..."

Fatadio slowly told Zhang Liang's legend, and Jester widened his eyes and asked him: "What is the name of that old man? Well... it's so mysterious."

Fatadio thought for a while: "It seems to be called a yellow stone, right? By the way, Duke of Yellowstone."

Yi Chen smiled: "Huangshi Gong means old man Huangshi, but not a duke." Yi Chen ruthlessly laughed at Fatadio, but his smile suddenly stiffened, and the cold sweat in his heart flowed down again. In the Sutra Library of the Tianxing Sect, he had read among the monks who had successfully ascended for thousands of years. There was a predecessor of the Moral Sect, called Huangshi Taoist.

Yi Chen eased his expression on his lower body and smiled bitterly: "How is it possible? Why does it sound like these people and things are related to the monks? No matter what he cares about, just listen to the story."

Talk about it all the way, Fatadio's ink about China was limited, and before the train arrived near Beijing, he could not find any remarks.

Yi Chen looked through the car window and looked at the vast plain outside the window, with the crisscross and people coming and going, and the sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking came into Yi Chen's keen ears. Yi Chen looked at all this and felt confused. After all, his ancestors, what they had done and what they had done, Yi Chen still did not get a vague reflection from Fatadio's mouth. Yi Chen knew deeply that his bloodline came from China, but the Chinese people he had really come into contact with were only his masters and people from the Daode Sect, Five Elements Sect, Dunjia Sect and other monk sects. He could not feel a sense of identity with China from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling is like you know that a generous and loving woman is her mother, but when you long for her caress, there is another layer of inexplicable separator, and you feel very confused and bored.

In Section Chief Sun's office, he lit a cigarette and frowned: "Is this Yi Chen, who is troubled, coming to Beijing?"

His two subordinates nodded, and one of them replied: "Yes, Section Chief, Mr. Yi Chen, and the current Russian Economic and Trade Group, Fatadio, the senior assistant of the leader of the group, came to Beijing together. According to our analysis, he was not harmful. The matter in Shanghai was completely the leader of the team to revenge his personal revenge and abuse his power."

Section Chief Sun frowned even more: "What kind of grudge will Yi Chen and Long Fei have? You probably know that Long Fei and the others are simply god-like figures in Chinese mythology and legends. Do you think an ordinary person has the opportunity to make a grudge with them?"

The two subordinates were stunned for a moment. The office door had been pushed open. Tian Fengzi walked in, his face looked like water, and said with no trace of ripples: "Secretary Sun? Let us handle the matter of Yi Chen. He was once my nephew, and our Tianxing Sect should take this responsibility."

Section Chief Sun's head immediately buzzed, Oh my God, why didn't he expect it? Yi Chen, Yi Chenzi, fuck... Section Chief Sun smiled bitterly: "Master Tianfeng, this, I hope you can understand our policies. For all truly friendly people, we must be responsible for their safety no matter what. We don't want any unpleasant things to happen, do you understand?" For the first time, he talked to Tianfeng and the others in such a serious tone.

Tianfeng was silent for a long time and said lightly: "Secretary Chief Sun, to us monks, the way we handle things is not very similar to yours... Of course, we are also ordered to help you, and do not want to cause any trouble to you, but in many things, the cause and effect are very complicated, and you may not be able to understand."

Section Chief Sun slapped the table hard: "I can understand, and all I can understand is that even if you are a real god in the Nine Heavens descending to earth, you must obey our laws. No matter who he was before, no matter what happened to you, as long as you still admit that you are Chinese, you must follow the Chinese laws, whether it is a god, holy Buddha, demons, ghosts, if you want to do whatever you want, then step over my body first."

Tian Fengzi's eyes narrowed, and the pressure in the whole room suddenly increased, and an invisible sword energy had approached Section Chief Sun. Section Chief Sun stood up straight and stared at Tian Feng tightly. His two subordinates took out their pistols without saying a word and aimed at Tian Feng's head.

Tianfeng increased the oppression he released bit by bit, and strange sounds surged out layer by layer: "Secretary Sun, do you think this weapon is useful to us? You are responsible for your affairs, we handle our own affairs, and both sides do not interfere with each other."

Section Chief Sun was already sweating profusely, and a slight blood bead on the Adam's apple was slightly soaked out. It was caused by the invisible sword energy of Tianfengzi's gradually approaching. He said in a low voice: "Master Tianfeng, treat all friendly people with all kinds of friendly people. This is our system, that is, our law. No matter how strong you are, you can't cover the principle that millions of lands and billions of people are abiding by. So what can you oppress me? Of course, there are people who are more skilled than me to deal with you. What can your personal ability mean?"

Tian Feng suddenly restrained his sword energy, and the nervous momentum in the office was suppressed. He smiled faintly: "It's strange that you are just a mortal, who can resist under my momentum for so long. I underestimate you a little... Well, you're a man... Don't worry, I'm just going to explain some problems to Yichenzi. I hope Section Chief Sun can understand that according to my understanding of Yichenzi, if he knew something more than four years ago, it would probably really cause a lot of chaos. I never dared to underestimate my nephew."

Section Chief Sun asked him: "What does it mean? Since he doesn't know those things now, then it's very likely that he will never know in his life. What are you talking about?"

Tianfeng walked out of the room coolly: "I won't tell Yichenzi about those things, but my other six nephews, alas... Section Chief Sun, it's better for you to send me a car to that railway station. I don't want to fly with my nephews in broad daylight like my nephews."

Section Chief Sun opened his mouth wide and let out a moan in his heart. Are these monks too arrogant? In broad daylight... He signaled his two subordinates to prepare the vehicle, and then sat in his seat with trembling legs. All the clothes on his body were soaked. In just a few short sentences, Section Chief Sun felt that he was three times more than before.

After an hour of fighting, I will get three points more tired.

Under the urging of Tianfeng, the Audi car with a special license plate rushed out all the way. At this moment, Yiyangzi and the other six had already arrived at the train station.

Yi Chen hugged Feli with a smile and followed Fatadio to get off the car. The dozen people sent by Plov had been waiting on the platform. Yi Chen spoke a few words of stinky Russian and spoke a few words. He felt it was boring, so he changed it to English.

Phil, Gore carried Yi Chen, and Philenese's suitcase followed closely behind. Jester was still the same gangster-like virtue, swaying around the outside, and Sally followed him tightly like a ghost.

Yi Chen smiled and said to Fatadio: "Is this Beijing? There are so many people in the station."

Fatadio shrugged and said, "Now, the station has been expanded to prepare for the Olympics. If he had come before, that person would scare you to death."

Yi Chen smiled and looked around, suddenly his body trembled, and he stood there suddenly. Feili, who was close to him, felt something was wrong with him, and hurriedly followed his eyes.

Fatadio and the others also noticed something was wrong. Looking in the direction opposite Yi Chen's face, six young men stood there, and there was no one coming and going within a very strange radius of five meters nearby. The long black hair was drifting off, with an equally indifferent and gentle expression, a deep and divine look, and a spotless black costume, which was also neat and spotless, was simply six copies of Yi Chen's there...

Fatadio whispered: "Fuck, China Yi, is it your enemy again? Damn, he actually came to the door..."
Chapter completed!