Volume One, Chapter 37: She Worked Herself Unconscious!

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“Bottoms up! Come on! I, Old Eighth Lin, have never been inferior to anyone in my life!” Lin Li roared before biting off a great mouthful.

The host then began introducing Professor Fang’s credentials, while the cameraman gave the professor a clear close-up.

The “eyes” had the azure sky for their whites and pure white clouds for their pupils, as though the heavens and earth were manifestations of Its will.

At this point, no matter from which angle one looked at it, Yin Hongzhi’s punishment had become inevitable.

When I woke up, the sun was already high in the sky, and all the adults in the courtyard had gone out. As usual, I washed my face, went to the kitchen, and drank some corn gruel with chunks of sweet potato in it. After eating a sweet-potato corn bun, I ran beneath the Dragon Gate and sat down.

My Third Uncle’s family lived next door. They had bought a fourteen-inch black-and-white television long ago. For the sake of appearances, my uncle had somehow obtained a sheet of colored film and pasted it over the screen. That way, whenever we watched television, even the clothes worn by the people inside seemed to have colors.

Afterward, the two of them came out of the shop together and continued toward the next intersection. Not far away stood a bridge, and the sound of rushing water could be heard beside them. Lamps had been installed along the bridge, casting wavering reflections across the surface.

When I took a closer look, I saw that the toads were a ghastly green, with bright red eyes. Good heavens, who knew whether they were poisonous? As I wondered about it, the toads began leaping one after another from the water onto the bridge. Before long, the bridge deck was glowing with an eerie green light.

This method of construction was uncommon, but not unheard of. Once Liu Fan made his request, someone was sent to purchase knotweed grass. As for the blue bricks, those were even easier to obtain. Chang’an had no shortage of them; brick kilns were scattered all around the city.

When Hao Jinming saw that Su Nan had actually relented, he immediately grew enthusiastic. His face lit up with delight as he slapped his chest and declared,

“My heavens! It’s actually the Phoenix King, the one said to bring happiness to all mankind!”

Everyone was utterly stunned.

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Qin Peng opened his tiger-like eyes wide. He struck with both fist and palm, his force surging forth as he launched a storm of attacks against Old Locust-Tree Head.

Even those below who were glaring furiously at Yang Xiao and the others—those ranked beyond the top ten of the Extreme Dao List—burst into laughter.

“I’m coming!”

A trace of blood flashed through Qin Shoujun’s eyes, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He weighed the saber in his hand before walking toward the entrance of the wealthy villa district.

Su Nan revealed a spatial ring and displayed the densely packed Hongmeng fruits within. At the sight of that expanse of green, the entire dock fell silent. At last, Lord Bai finally shouted,

After finishing the search, Liu Hao, still unsatisfied, went through everything once more. Only after confirming that nothing of value remained did he leave.

Village Chief Cao did not hesitate for even a moment before handing over the gun in his grasp. Mu Xun swiftly reached out to seize it, but the instant his hand touched the weapon, Chief Cao withdrew it again. Mu Xun grasped at empty air, leaving one hand suspended awkwardly in midair. Neither extending it nor retracting it seemed appropriate. He was visibly embarrassed.

“Sister Xue exaggerated a little. The princes from those foreign kingdoms merely have somewhat more facial hair than people from the Central Plains. How could they possibly look as you describe?”

Fu Jinxu covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

I also understood why Liu Qianshou had been so eager to urge the two of us out of the vehicle. He was afraid that after seeing a place like this, we would regret our decision and no longer want to work undercover.

The scalding tea splashed outward, with a few drops landing on my arm. Fortunately, it was cold outside and I was wearing thick clothes, so I did not feel much heat.

The moment I heard the word “murder,” I felt the hairs on my body rise. What surprised me even more was that the person the killer intended to murder was the killer himself.

A-San was still unwilling to give up, so he had the Copper-armored Corpse search several more rooms. The rooms were all built of piled stone and had no sturdy supports, so the thunderous sound of collapsing walls rang out without pause. After A-San emerged covered in dust and saw the skeletons in the other rooms, he finally accepted that there were no clues to be found.

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After watching them leave, I took the opportunity to sit down beside my bed, lit a cigarette, and smoked leisurely.

After hanging up, Director Wang fell into deep thought once more. The Rat’s call had given him a vague feeling that whatever the Rat had spoken about was somehow connected to him—and that perhaps the Rat might even be able to help him resolve the matter.

Song Junxi also noticed her father’s attitude. This was the first time he had expressed his position, but judging from his tone, he was clearly even more resolute than her mother.

At the Japanese artillery position, a Japanese major was personally directing operations. He held his command saber aloft, his face alight with excitement as he prepared to give the order to fire.

When they saw this, the two brothers both revealed expressions of immense delight, because they understood that the space in question lay beyond the formation.

This time, however, the thirty-six enormous swords did not merge into an even greater flying sword as they had before. Instead, their hilts all faced inward and their points outward, forming a gigantic circle of swords.

“Monk, congratulations. You have another arm of your own now.”

Ai Meng produced a long-sleeved shirt and a long glove. Once the monk put them on, his mechanical arm would not be so conspicuous. After all, the thing was beyond the understanding of quite a few people.

Lu Xiaohang clapped his hands, and Marco walked in from outside. Usually shy, Marco showed unusual courage that day. He sat directly beside Xue Bingqian without the slightest sign of stage fright.

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