Chapter 28: Wang Family Funeral Home (2)

Chen Hai was rather talkative, chattering away as he explained to Lu Jinzhao, "Since the boarding information mentions customs and eras, there are definitely ancient taboos mixed into it."

"Taking advantage of the fact that the phone still has a signal, we just searched for some taboos related to funerals. Look, these are them."

"However, there's no time left now. I've taken screenshots, so you can check them out once we get on the train. We've all looked through these."

Lu Jinzhao was certain that his teammate indeed...

The next day, just past the Yin hour, the outside was pitch black without a shred of light. Listening closely, the west wind blew in gusts, howling wildly between heaven and earth.

Before long, Bald Eagle drove them to their organization's stronghold in Linhai City—Sino-Japanese Harmony Hospital.

The Rumei Mohe established the Bohai Kingdom. The Heishui Mohe generations lived in Changbai Mountain and the Heilongjiang River. This land of white mountains and black waters bordered Goryeo to the south, Shiwei to the north, Bohai Tieli to the west, and the sea to the east. After the An Lushan Rebellion, it became subordinate to the Bohai Kingdom. When the Khitans grew powerful, they seized all the territories of the Bohai Kingdom, and the Heishui Mohe followed suit by submitting to the Khitans.

Taking some time, Wenxin forged a hoe, a hoe weighing over two thousand catties. In the following two days, apart from some basic cultivation, Wenxin carried this hoe and plowed the fields in that pastoral garden.

"You said you found the end of the river? There was nothing discovered along both banks?" Hearing this, Peng Yikang's face darkened even more. This set of footprints was the most crucial clue left by the fugitive. Once this clue was broken, it was equivalent to declaring that this pursuit operation had completely turned into a dead end with no clues whatsoever.

The two seemed to be of the same origin and root, continuously fusing into one another until they were indistinguishable.

Right at this moment, Shi Yan launched a sudden surprise attack on Yang Yunhan. Yang Yunhan immediately caused the dam within his body to vanish into thin air abruptly, his true qi roaring like a raging river pouring downwards. His internal force instantly increased by thirty percent, finally subduing the evil Qi that had invaded his body, and he released it all in one single, coherent gush.

Although Lu Xuan's inner mind was controlled by Gong Ji's spiritual power, the unyielding spirit deep in his bones made him glare furiously at the person before him.

Under the siege of five men, Yang Yunhan remained unhurried, his sweeping palms resembling blades, rushing like lightning and rolling like clouds as he swept horizontally toward Yeli Wuming, Rendu Qiangang, and Mozang Kunrou. The move Yang Yunhan executed was none other than the first style of his self-created "Thunder Blade Technique," named "Thunder Rushing and Cloud Changing."

Theorcs learned to carve out mountain caves to live in and learned to use fire to roast meat for warmth, making their lives better and better.

Xi Jing squeezed these words out almost through clenched teeth, feeling both enraged and furious as she slammed a heavy palm down onto the table.

From this, one could perceive the gap between the eleventh level and the twelfth level of the Fish-Dragon Realm, let alone the fact that Li Hexian's combat power was at the peak of the thirteenth level of the Fish-Dragon Realm.

"I'll write it, I'll write it." Wang Jing stood on no ceremony, directly snatching the phone away and kicking Wang Dong to the side. She grabbed the computer, typed a few lines, and then handed the phone back to Wang Dong.

At this very moment, various schemes he had once deployed to annihilate the six states involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

"So that's how it is." Li Hexian understood at this moment; the Chen family had invited him to this council hall because there was a matter they hoped he could help resolve.

"There won't be a next time. This method of blood-seeking and summoning can only be used once; it won't work the next time." Hua Yue picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

Although Long Aolang did not know how she knew he was a hall master, judging from the implication of her words, she seemed to harbor no ill intentions toward the White Tiger Hall, so he nodded.

It was truly inexplicable; he failed to show up for work yet acted as though everyone owed him a debt. Watching He Weidong's figure disappear beyond the gates, Wang Dong snorted disdainfully.

Murong Xue sighed. When they gathered at Zunwu the year before last, everything was fine. How could it be that after just a little over a year of not seeing each other, she had grown so reclusive? Having arrived at Zunwu Fortress many days ago, she hadn't even come to speak with her.