Chapter 332 Jiuquan
Chapter 332 Jiuquan
Bai Yanliang took out the note, glanced at it quickly, crumpled the note into a ball and put it in his pocket.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Zhifei looked at Bai Yanliang's calm face and asked.
"Nothing, my landlord is back."
Bai Yanliang touched Poe's head, looked at Xu Zhifei, and said, "I have troubled you these days."
Xu Zhifei looked at him quietly and said nothing for a while.
Bai Yanliang did not meet her gaze, but looked at the river again while holding the little black cat.
Xu Zhifei stood behind him, staring at his back.
She waited for a long time, but finally failed to wait for Bai Yanliang to speak again.
Xu Zhifei left.
When she left, the gloomy aura surrounding her seemed to be heavier.
Bai Yanliang stroked the little black cat's head repeatedly, seemingly unaware of Xu Zhifei's departure.
In fact, after seeing this note from Xun Weimo, Bai Yanliang already understood that there were some things... that he could only do by himself.
The note was not big, and there were not many words that could be written on it, only five.
Dark Abyss, from Baiyan.
……
9pm.
Yecheng Police Station and Jiangbei Branch are still brightly lit.
Yang Wanlong stood in front of the window, looking at the flashing neon lights outside the window and the busy traffic. The occasional flash of light from the car lights shined on the window, illuminating his face brightly and darkly.
It has finally been peaceful for a while recently. Colleagues in the police station have already left work one after another. However, the ceiling fan in the office outside is still turning, which makes the large and empty office a little noisy at this quiet moment.
"Team Yang, goodbye!"
"Captain Yang, I'm leaving..."
"Team Yang, see you tomorrow..."
When the police officers leaving the police station saw Yang Wanlong standing by the window, they all greeted him lively.
Yang Wanlong gave a rare smile, which flattered the police officers.
Although many bizarre murders have occurred recently, a city is truly dead if even its detectives lose hope and vitality.
Yang Wanlong didn't want Yecheng to die.
After a while, except for the police officers on duty, there was no one else in the entire precinct.
Until...the time passed nine o'clock.
"Dingle bell bell bell——"
The phone rang.
Yang Wanlong took a puff of cigarette slowly and picked up the receiver: "Hello."
"Mr. Yang." There was a low and hoarse man's voice on the other end of the phone.
Yang Wanlong immediately felt something was wrong. This voice was very familiar to him.
"Who are you?" As he said this, Yang Wanlong pressed the record button.
"This is not important, the important thing is...Yang Yiyi."
Veins suddenly burst out on Yang Wanlong's neck, and he growled: "If you dare to lay a finger on my daughter, I guarantee that you will all be cut into pieces!"
"Hehe... Anyone can say cruel things, Officer Yang." The man's voice said indifferently, "It has been ten years, and you are still so naive. Do you think you have hidden Yang Yiyi safely?"
Yang Wanlong took a deep breath. No one could see how ferocious his face looked at this moment. "What do you want?"
"Very good," the other party seemed very satisfied, "If your guess is correct, you still have two keys there, right?"
Yang Wanlong was silent, his face extremely ugly, and it was not until the other party was almost impatient that he responded in a low voice: "Yes."
"Now, immediately send her to the Tufeng Training Affiliated Hospital. Remember, you are alone. If you haven't arrived before twelve o'clock, I will personally deliver my daughter to you."
"Beep..." The other party hung up the phone.
Yang Wanlong had already guessed who the other person was, but he didn't expect that ten years would turn a person into a complete stranger.
However, there would be a difference today, and he had already been mentally prepared.
Because ten years ago, they chose a completely different path...
……
On the other end of the phone, a young man looked up and blew out a smoke ring. On his fair and handsome face, there was a long and narrow scar from the eyebrow to the base of the ear.
This is not like a scar, but more like a wound torn by the claws of some wild beast, giving off an extremely weird feeling.
"Whoops——"
"Whoops——"
"咻咻咻——"
He held his head in both hands, whistled, and walked unhurriedly into a gloomy teaching building that had long been abandoned.
The light shone on his body, but... there was no trace of him on the ground.
……
Riverside.
Bai Yanliang stood here until dark and never left.
The little black cat had fallen asleep in his arms.
At this time, its ears suddenly moved, opened its eyes, looked up at Bai Yanliang, and called out: "Meow——"
Bai Yanliang touched its head, turned around and looked at the visitor.
"Fortunately, you understand." Xun Weimo said with a smile.
"Tell me." Bai Yanliang threw the crumpled note over, "Let me wait for you by the river until night, if you have anything important to do."
Xun Weimo caught the paper ball, walked to the bench beside him, patted the seat next to him, "Sit down and chat."
Bai Yanliang held Poe in his arms, walked over, and asked, "Are you being targeted?"
Xun Weimo sat casually, looking unconcerned. He just smiled and said, "They can't do anything to me yet."
When Bai Yanliang heard this, he sat next to Xun Weimo and looked at the sky.
"I've always had a question."
"What is it?" Xun Weimo seemed to be very curious about Bai Yanliang's confusion.
"How many 'spaces' are there in this world?"
The smile on Xun Weimo's lips gradually faded. Like Bai Yanliang, he also looked up at the dark night sky.
The bright lights illuminated Yecheng's night, and nothing could be seen except the moon.
"Nine."
Xun Weimo said one word softly.
"Nine?"
Bai Yanliang did not expect that Xun Weimo really gave an answer.
"Nine, the extreme of number, the extreme of heaven is nine layers, and the extreme of earth is nine springs. In ancient legends, the underworld that accommodates ghosts and monsters is divided into nine springs and nine prisons."
"Nine springs...nine prisons..."
Bai Yanliang's eyes narrowed slightly. There was no reason for Xun Weimo to suddenly mention the ancient legend. He must have meant something when he mentioned the Nine Springs and Nine Prisons.
"Well, Jiuquan is the nine prisons. One is the prison of Fengquan's command; the second is the prison of killing people in Chongquan; the third is the prison of chasing ghosts in Huangquan; the fourth is the prison of poisoning in cold spring; the fifth is the prison of cold night in Yinquan; and the sixth is the prison of cold spring and cold night. It is the prison of Youquan’s destruction; The seventh is the prison of Xiaquan Long Night; the eighth is the prison of Kuquan Massacre; the ninth is the prison of Jiequan Kaofu." Xun Weimo suddenly looked at Bai Yanliang quietly, "There are eight prisons that have been completely destroyed."
Eight prisons...
Bai Yanliang was not stupid, he immediately understood what Xun Weimo was referring to, "Which prison is the Wuji I am currently in?"
Xun Weimo looked solemn. Although he had not spoken yet, the atmosphere around him seemed to suddenly become strange.
He looked at Bai Yanliang seriously and said: "The first prison is the prison of Fengquan Order."
(End of chapter)