dognovel Chapter 920 Baby
Chapter 920 Baby
The night of the seventh day was like thick ink, slowly covering Chang'an. Su Yan arrived at the Big Wild Goose Pagoda two hours in advance. The moonlight at this time was blocked by thick clouds, and only a little hazy light was revealed, which gave this ancient tower that had stood for a hundred years a mysterious veil. The mottled bricks and stones on the tower were looming in the shadows, and the copper bells hanging on the eaves occasionally made a "dingling" sound in the breeze, which added a bit of gloom. The surroundings were overgrown with weeds, and the withered yellow grass leaves rustled in the wind. The occasional owl cry was sharp and shrill, as if the messenger from hell was crying, which made people shudder. Su Yan hid behind an old locust tree that was as thick as a man's embrace, and the rough texture of the bark came through his palm. He held his breath and stared at the direction of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda without blinking. The nightgown on his body had long been soaked with sweat and stuck to his back. The cold and tension intertwined, making his nerves tense. The Dali Temple bronze plaque in his arms was slightly hot, as if it was also sensing the impending danger. The sound of the clappers at midnight came from far away, breaking the silence of the night. Then, a faint sound of footsteps came from all directions, fragmented and neat, like countless beetles crawling. Su Yan's pupils shrank suddenly. With the faint moonlight, he saw a group of dark shadows gathering under the Big Wild Goose Pagoda from the depths of the streets and the shadows of the corners like ghosts. They were dressed in black robes, with the hems fluttering in the wind. They wore masks of various shapes on their heads, some of which were hideous and terrifying, and some with weird smiles, and their faces could not be seen at all. The leader was tall, two heads taller than an ordinary person. He stood on the steps of the Big Wild Goose Pagoda, and his black cloak fluttered in the wind. He held a pitch-black scepter in his hand, and the skull on the top of the scepter glowed with a faint green light, and the empty eye sockets seemed to be staring at everything in the darkness. "This operation was very successful, and those criminals have been punished." His voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from deep underground, with a chilling deterrent force, "But the people from the Dali Temple have begun to track us down, so everyone must be careful. Next, we must follow the plan and proceed with the next step..." Su Yan pricked up his ears, trying to hear the other party's plan clearly. He moved forward slightly, but unexpectedly a dry branch under his feet broke with a "crack". The sound was like thunder in the silent night, and everyone's movements stopped instantly. "Who?" The leader shouted loudly, and the sound shook the copper bell on the tower violently, making a chaotic sound. The black-robed people turned their heads in unison, and the eyes under the masks shot towards Su Yan's hiding place like venomous snakes. Su Yan knew that his whereabouts had been exposed, and he no longer hesitated. He drew out his sword with a "swish" and jumped out from behind the tree with a loud shout. Under the moonlight, the blade glowed with a cold cold light. "The Dali Temple is handling the case. You all should surrender immediately!" His voice was sonorous and powerful, trying to suppress the other party in terms of momentum. However, the black-robed people let out a gloomy laugh, which came one after another, like the cry of a night owl, making people shudder. The black shadows took out their weapons one after another. Some were scimitars with blades curved like crescents and glowing with dark red rust; some were iron chains with sharp iron hooks tied to the end of the chains. They cooperated tacitly and surrounded Su Yan in a fan shape. Su Yan held his saber tightly and looked around vigilantly. The battle was about to break out. The scimitar was the first to chop. Su Yan dodged sideways, and the blade rubbed his shoulder and left a blood mark. Then, the iron chain swept across and the iron hook went straight to his throat. He ducked to avoid it and swung the saber in his hand, but it was easily blocked by the opponent. These black shadows obviously had good kung fu. Their attacks were deadly and coordinated with each other, making Su Yan exhausted. After a few rounds, Su Yan was injured in many places, and his clothes were soaked with blood, staining the yellow soil on the ground red. He felt his physical strength was rapidly fading, and his breathing became more and more rapid, but his faith in his heart never wavered. The saber in his hand continued to swing non-stop, and every block and counterattack was carried out with desperate ruthlessness. Just when Su Yan was about to collapse, a burst of rapid horse hoof sounds came from a distance, like a ray of hope. "Reinforcements from the Dali Temple have arrived!" A familiar shout came, and it was Chen Shaoqing who arrived with the yamen runners. Seeing this, the black-robed people gave a sharp whistle, and left Su Yan behind and fled in different directions. Su Yan wanted to chase, but was stopped by Chen Shaoqing: "Don't chase, saving people is important!" Su Yan realized that he had been seriously injured, his legs softened, and he almost fell to the ground. Chen Shaoqing hurriedly supported him, looking at the shocking wounds on his body, his eyes full of heartache and self-blame: "It's my fault that I came too late!" When Su Yan was lifted onto the carriage, his consciousness was already a little blurred, but he still stared at the direction where the black-robed man disappeared, and secretly swore in his heart: "No matter where you escape to, I will bring you to justice!" After returning to the Dali Temple, the doctor immediately treated Su Yan. There were wounds of varying depths on his arms, back, and thighs, especially the knife wound on his left shoulder, which was deep enough to see the bone. While treating the wound, the doctor shook his head and sighed: "Captain Su has saved his life!" After several hours of rescue, Su Yan was finally out of danger and fell into a deep sleep.
The truth gradually emerged. When Su Yan woke up again, it was three days later. The sun shone through the window lattice on the bed, forming mottled light and shadow. He wanted to get up, but it moved his wound and he gasped in pain. Chen Shaoqing came over with a bowl of medicine in his hand: "Don't move, lie down well. Your life is really hanging by a thread this time." Su Yan drank the medicine soup and said weakly but firmly: "Have you found any of the seized items?" Chen Shaoqing nodded and took out a tattered account book from his arms. The cover was covered with dust and blood: "During the pursuit, we searched this from a man in a black robe. There are some strange names and dates recorded on it." Su Yan took the account book and looked at it carefully. He had never heard of those names, but the dates surprised him - all the dates coincided with the time of the murder. His fingers gently stroked the paper, and suddenly found some tiny symbols next to the names, like some kind of secret language. "These people... must have some connection between them." Su Yan muttered to himself. Despite his injuries, Su Yan insisted on getting out of bed to investigate. He took the yamen runners with him and checked the relevant personnel one by one according to the clues in the account book. After a few days of visits, he found that these people were engaged in different professions on the surface, including silk shop owners, inn waiters, and street performers. They seemed to have nothing to do with each other, but in fact they had all participated in a secret event 20 years ago - digging a mysterious ancient tomb. According to the recollections of the old people, 20 years ago, there was a legend in Chang'an that there was a mysterious ancient tomb hidden in the deep mountains in the south of the city. In the tomb was buried a strange man with the ability to see through the sky and the earth. Among his burial objects, there was a treasure that could control life and death.