Zhuo Yu Feng Yang Chapter 35

Chapter 35: Attack the old house at night and join forces to protect the treasure

The night was like cotton wool soaked in ink, heavy over the mountains and forests on the outskirts of the city.In Chen Mo’s old house, there was only a dim kerosene lamp on. Under the light, the old man was wearing reading glasses, holding the hair-thin jade carving knife in his hand, and was holding his breath and concentrating on the Hotan seed material.

The seed material is fixed on a special sandalwood base, and the word “Tang” under the bright spots is faintly visible under the light.Chen Mo’s hand was as steady as a root. The tip of the knife gently traveled along the edge of the micropores, and the jade powder fell down, as fine as smoke.

“There’s still one last bit left.” He murmured to himself, his eyes full of concentration.

In the woods outside the old house, five black figures were crouching, using the cover of the tree shadows to approach quietly.The leader is a man with a scar on his face, who is the second-in-command of the Black Stone Society and is known as “Scar Qi”.He held a handful of ejaculate in his hand, and his eyes were as sinister as a wolf: “Please be gentle with me. After entering, control the old man first, and then grab the seeds! Anyone who dares to make a sound will be killed directly!”

The four people behind him nodded and tightened their grip on the guy in their hands.

At this moment, a bright car light cut through the night, and two black cars parked silently outside the door of the old house.The car door opened, and Jiang Zhuo and Lu Chen walked out one after another, followed by a dozen bodyguards in black suits.

“You came just in time.” Jiang Zhuo’s eyes swept across the dark shadows shaking in the woods, his eyes as cold as ice.

Lu Chen held a cigarette between his fingertips but did not light it. He said in a low voice: “The remaining forces of the Black Stone Society are more patient than I thought.”

It turned out that after the two left the old house, Jiang Zhuo always felt uneasy. Remembering Wei Kun’s words about Xuan Shihui’s cruelty, he immediately contacted Lu Chen.As soon as the two of them worked together, they simply turned back to guard, and sure enough they bumped into the night attacker.

“Do it.” Lu Chen gave the order, and the bodyguards behind him immediately spread out and surrounded him in a fan shape.

When Scar Qi heard the movement, his expression suddenly changed: “No! Damn it! Fight with them!”

He gave the order, and five black figures immediately rushed out of the woods, their eyes shining coldly in the night.But just a few steps after they rushed out, they were stopped by Lu Chen’s bodyguards.The muffled sound of fists and feet clashing, and the sharp sound of blades chopping into the air instantly broke the silence of the forest.

Jiang Zhuo didn’t move, his eyes fixed on the door of the old house.He was afraid that Chen Mo inside would be disturbed, and the silver needle in his hand was ready to go.

Sure enough, the kerosene lamp in the room shook, and Chen Mo’s voice came out with anger: “What’s the noise outside?!”

Before he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly jumped down from the roof and stabbed the courtyard door with the dagger in his hand.

“Be careful!” Jiang Zhuo shouted, raised his wrist, and the silver needle shot out like a meteor, pinning the man’s wrist accurately.

“Ah!” The man screamed, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang. His wrist was instantly numb and he could not move.

Jiang Zhuo dodged, took two steps forward, and slashed the back of the man’s neck with his hand knife, causing him to faint immediately.

On the other side, Scar Qi saw his men being knocked down one by one. Knowing that the situation was over, he made a feint with his knife, turned around and wanted to escape into the forest.

Lu Chen was on guard for a long time, and with a sway, he stopped in front of him.He didn’t take action, but looked at Scar Qi coldly, and the pressure in his eyes made the latter freeze in place instantly.

“Who is behind the Black Stone Society?” Lu Chen’s voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable intimidation.

Scar Qi gritted his teeth and said with a pinched neck: “I don’t know! Kill me if you dare!”

Lu Chen sneered and raised his hand to signal the bodyguard to come forward.The two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and clamped Scar Qi’s arms behind his back, causing him to grimace in pain.

“Take it back and examine it slowly.” Lu Chen’s voice had no warmth at all.

At this time, the door of the old house opened with a creak.Chen Mo stood at the door, still holding the jade carving knife in his hand, his face livid: “It’s so noisy! It almost ruined my work!”

Jiang Zhuo quickly stepped forward and apologized: “Mr. Chen, I’m sorry for disturbing you.”

Chen Mo snorted, turned around and walked back into the room, pointing to the seed material on the table: “See for yourself.”

Jiang Zhuo and Lu Chen immediately came over.Under the bright spots of the Hotan seed material, a hole the size of a needle tip was exposed. In the hole, a section of waxy yellow mulberry paper was slightly exposed.

“The micropores have been opened and the jade plug has been taken out.” Chen Mo wiped the sweat from his forehead. “The secret edict is still inside. It can be taken out completely early tomorrow morning.”

Jiang Zhuo’s anxious heart finally fell to the ground, and he bowed deeply to Chen Mo: “Thank you, old sir.”

Lu Chen also nodded and said: “The old man’s craftsmanship is well-deserved. I will definitely give him a generous gift someday.”

Chen Mo waved his hand: “There’s no need for etiquette. Just remember what you promised me and write down the craftsmanship of the hollow silk-embedded Tibetan slip.”

As the night gets darker, the noise in the mountains and forests gradually subsides.All the members of the Xuanshi Society were taken away, and the bodyguards set up tight security around the old house.

Jiang Zhuo sat in front of the stone table, looking at the exposed corner of the mulberry paper, his eyes full of anticipation.

Lu Chen walked to him and handed over a bottle of water: “Thank you for your hard work.”

Jiang Zhuo took the water and nodded: “The backstage of Xuanshi Club is not simple. Scar Qi may not be able to ask anything.”

“There’s no rush.” Lu Chen’s eyes were deep, “The fox’s tail will always be exposed.”

The moonlight shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves and onto the Hotan seeds on the stone table.Under the moonlight, the piece of mulberry paper seems to be telling a past event that has been sealed in dust for hundreds of years.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the mountain forest, Chen Mo finally carefully took out the secret edict from the seed material.

The roll of mulberry paper was folded layer by layer. After unfolding, although the writing on it was yellowed, it was still clear.

Jiang Zhuo and Lu Jingyang came over and saw that on the scroll, in addition to recording how Tang Ying was framed, there was also a simple map drawn on it. At the end of the map, there were three words marked – Qingyan Mountain.