Hunter of the Forbidden Region

Chapter 126: Gift

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In the snow field at midnight, it is hard to tell whether it is white or black.

Obviously the land under his feet was covered with pure white snow, but the surrounding area was completely dark.

Black and white are integrated at this time, and only the bright moon in the sky can distinguish them clearly.

Unfortunately, there is no moon in the sky now.

The crescent moon only glanced briefly at the earth, and then quickly disappeared into the clouds again.

In the dark, Fan Ping'an was riding on his tall horse, feeling uncomfortable all over.

Lao Fan's thirteen imperial guards practiced horizontally, which was a bitter experience he suffered when he was a child, and he practiced it at the age of eighteen.

To say that he is invulnerable to swords and guns is an exaggeration, at least he cannot defend against muskets, but he is not afraid of ordinary swords.

Especially the back, whether the outsiders in the door practice kung fu horizontally, whether the back can be practiced is particularly critical.

Because people can't see behind them, only by training their backs can they reduce the damage from sneak attacks.

Right now, Fan Pingan is riding on a horse, but the muscles in his back dare not relax all the time.

He has a real "thorn in the back" feeling.

When a person rides a horse, his legs and hips are exerted, and his waist and back should be relatively loose, so that the spine can have better cushioning, otherwise it is easy to get injured.

Lao Fan's back was stiff at the moment, and he was tall, so his body posture was a bit weird, straight, as if welded to the saddle.

Li Yizhen rode a horse and followed behind the old man, vaguely seeing something wrong in the dim light, and secretly amused.

Laughing all the time, he also sympathized with Fan Ping'an.

Changing places, Li Yizhen felt that he would do the same.

Because no one dared to sell their back to a Nie family.

At this moment, behind Fan Ping'an, there was an assassin from the Nie family sitting.

They are two people riding together, one behind the other sitting on the same horse.

The mount of the assassin of the Nie family was tied up in the forest, and she didn't get back on it.

"Mr. Fan." Nie Xuan, who was sitting behind Fan Ping'an, finally said, "You don't have to guard against me, I won't attack my own people."

"You don't have to worry about me." Fan Ping'an said lightly, "I'm just practicing."

"Oh, then I won't bother you, Mr. Li, can I sit with you?"

"No, no, no." Li Yizhen shook his head hastily, "Brother Fan's horse is tall, and my pony can't bear the weight of two people."

"I understand." Nie Xuan said, "Did I suddenly cancel the assassination of Lin Shuo, and you suspect that the target of my trip is not Lin Shuo, but you?"

"How could it be?" Fan Ping'an said.

"That's right." Li Yizhen smiled and said, "Miss Nie is offended when she says that, she doesn't do business like this."

"But Miss Nie." Fan Pingan said, "It's better for you to give us an explanation. This has been going on for a day, why did you suddenly cancel the operation?"

"Yes." Li Yizhen also said, "Although there are two hunters beside Lin Shuo. But those two chicks are still too young. I can deal with them by myself, and it won't take much time. So tonight Three vs. three, we are a sure-win game. Miss Nie, you are the gold master, and you have the final say on how to do the business. But if you let us know why you do the business, that would be even better."

"Old Fan, Mr. Li, the business will continue, but not tonight." Nie Xuan said flatly, "If Lin Shuo is killed tonight, we will all die."

"Do you have any explanation?" Fan Ping'an asked.

"Before meeting with you, I picked up an airdrop box by the way, you should have seen it."

"That's right."

"There is only one book in the airdrop box. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but today, as I follow Lin Shuo and read this book, I feel that our transaction must be postponed this time."

"Why?"

"I entered the Altai Mountains region this time, a little later than originally planned. That's because China and Mongolia have begun to blockade here, and it took me a lot of trouble to get in. So I know that what Lin Shuo hunted this time Unusual." Nie Xuan said, "Originally, this matter was a business of Liemen and had nothing to do with us, but what was written in that book was really incredible.

If this thing isn't removed first, we could all die here.

Industry specializing in surgery. Killing, not the hunter. Hunting, we can't.

So this time we pay attention to a priority, let the business of Liemen be done first, and our business will be postponed. "

"I just saw you turning a page from time to time along the way today. I thought it was the secret book of the Nie family, so I can't ask about it." Fan Pingan said, "Since the situation is now, please let Miss Nie let old Fan Changchang know what it is. book?"

"It is said to be a book, but it is actually a notebook." Nie Xuan said, "The author, Mr. Fan, should know him. His name is Zhang Guohua."

"Zhang Guohua?" Fan Ping'an's heart skipped a beat when he heard the name.

He used to be the Taoist guardian of the Cao family of Liemen. The Cao family's division of labor within the six major families was mainly responsible for the intelligence of Liemen.

So Fan Ping'an knew something about Liemen.

Especially the name Zhang Guohua is even more impressive.

In terms of age, Zhang Guohua is Fan Ping'an's peer, but when Lao Fan first entered the rivers and lakes, the name Zhang Guohua was already looked up to by many people in his family.

Fan Ping'an is also among these admirers.

The cause of Zhang Guohua's death is a mystery in the family, but it is not a secret among the six families of Liemen, especially the Cao family who are good at intelligence gathering.

So after thinking about it, Fan Ping'an couldn't help but exclaimed: "You mean, what Lin Shuo and the others met this time was the 'King of Yama'?"

"That's right." Nie Xuan nodded.

"What is that?" Li Yizhen asked.

"A very scary thing." Nie Xuan murmured.

"So Ms. Nie left that notebook to Lin Shuo, hoping that he could hunt and kill this 'Mountain Hades'." Li Yizhen nodded.

"The mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind." Nie Xuan shook her head, her condition seemed to have recovered, her eyes showed murderous intent, "We don't need to waste energy with them in the mountains now, they are busy with their work, we will clean up the mess later Just fine."

Ten kilometers away, Lin Shuo, Anne, and Zhang Jin returned to the camp.

Everyone was sitting around the campfire, their eyes fixed on the notebook in Lin Shuo's hand.

With the light of the bonfire, Lin Shuo carefully discerned the handwriting of this notebook, then nodded, and said to Zhang Jin:

"That's right, it belongs to your grandfather."

Among the masters of Liemen, there are not many people who left calligraphy treasures to future generations, and Zhang Guohua is one of them.

He was once hired to compile textbooks for the army. At that time, the compilation of books was not done with a computer, but was written stroke by stroke, so many drafts were left behind.

Nowadays, Zhang Guohua's handwriting is a rare item in the door, each one is expensive, and has a great collection value.

Lin Shuo wrote good handwriting and had a good knowledge of calligraphy, so he was no stranger to this senior Liemen's handwriting.

In all honesty, Zhang Guohua's calligraphy attainments are mediocre, but his personal style is still very strong.

Zhang Jin was very excited, his eyes were red, he was screaming, and he was gesticulating violently with his hands.

Lin Shuo's heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to stroke his back to calm his emotions, then stretched his other hand forward, and handed the notebook to Zhang Jin.

This belongs to Zhang's family. Lin Shuo didn't rush to read what was written in it, he had to show Zhang Jin first.

As a result, the child was impatient, and as soon as he took the notes, he turned to the last page with a "wow".

The bonfire shone on the boy's face, and the boy looked at this page of notes, crying anxiously.

It was only then that Lin Shuo remembered that this child had never been educated, could not read, and could not understand what was written on it.

He stretched out his hand apologetically, took the notes from Zhang Jin, and read the text on the last page:

"In 1968, on the third day of March, it was sunny.

In the past ten years, I have killed six 'Mountain Kings of Hades', and the things I saw were different each time, but the means of harming others were exactly the same.

This should be the same thing, but I can't kill it enough, and this thing gets stronger the more I kill it.

The seventh head of the "Mountain Hades" is a giant tiger. It is obviously huge, but it is as fast as a ghost.

I have been seriously injured, and this trip into the mountains will be a disaster.

But there are 170 households at the foot of the mountain counting on me, and I can't retreat.

This time entering the mountain, it is naturally best to kill this beast. If I am defeated and die, please kind-hearted people give this notebook to my son Zhang Lianhai, and there will be a lot of rewards.

Zhang Guohua's last pen. "

After Lin Shuo finished reading this paragraph, he looked up at Zhang Jin.

The child was silent, gritted his teeth and cried.

Lin Shuo's eye circles were also red.

Not only because of being infected by the death-defying spirit of Senior Liemen, but also not only because of Zhang Jin's crying.

It was also because Lin Shuo smelled a familiar smell in this notebook.

Originally, Lin Shuo thought that he had forgotten the smell, but when he actually smelled it, the memory in the back of his mind was as if a dam had been broken.

He could barely hold back his tears, so he took a hard breath and turned his face away.

This is the smell of my mother Yun Yuexin. This thing should have been on her for a while, and every page is soaked in her smell.

She's still alive, and she's still watching him.

This notebook was sent in by her.