Two Preparations: Plowing the Ground and Drinking Wine

After Samar finished speaking,

A long silence followed in the main hall.

Before we knew it, night had fallen, and the bright moon hung in the southwest.

Chu Tianshu looked up and could see the vast sky outside the palace and the bright white moon.

Reincarnation!

Similar legends exist in myths around the world.

That is the end of death and the beginning of life; the union of life and death imbues this saying with endless mysterious charm.

Those who know the truth about the Spirit Realm never expect any kind of reincarnation or cycle of rewarding good and punishing evil in this world.

However, a Ghost God from the Spirit Realm, a being filled with malice towards humankind, actually possesses a divine duty similar to reincarnation.

Ultimately, this leaves one with an indescribable sense of melancholy.

"Legend has it that there were once many immortals in the world. Back then, when those Immortal were still alive, why didn't they kill this Ghost Mother of Yu Mountain first?"

Cai Xinzhai muttered this to himself.

Chen Taozhi shared the same sentiment and nodded in agreement.

Yungu chuckled and said, "Even in their time, the ancients couldn't always do as they pleased. To reduce or suppress their enemies was probably the result of countless efforts."

Chu Tianshu took out his phone and swiped around for a while.

"The Special Investigation Bureau's database contains records related to the Ghost Mother of Yu Mountain, but there are no records related to the Yu Mountain Priest."

His voice was flat. "This is new intelligence."

"Taozhi, continue interrogating Samar. Find out everything else he knows about the Spirit Realm and report it to the database."

Chen Taozhi straightened up. "Understood!"

"Dr. Sun."

Chu Tianshu looked at Sun Buyuan, "You'll be in charge of steadily advancing our plan from now on."

Sun Buyuan also straightened his expression. "We will definitely complete the mission."

Chu Tianshu originally had two plans.

If we could obtain valuable clues from the Taboo powerhouse who attacked the market, that would be ideal.

If we can't get it, then we'll have to resort to another method to resolve the Grotto-Heaven incident.

--Plough!!

The situation in the Golden Triangle is complex. In addition to the local armed groups, there are also the armies of the three surrounding countries attempting to eliminate these militants.

The underlying interests are intricately intertwined, and there are certainly many people trying to muddy the waters.

It is inconvenient for the Mystic Kingdom to send a large-scale army here directly.

When the observation team first arrived, it was impossible to expect the local military and official agencies to cooperate closely with them, like sifting through a sieve to filter out the Golden Triangle.

But things are different now.

The successful opening of the practitioners' market greatly expanded the influence of the observation group.

The attack by outsiders, ironically, allowed the observation team to showcase their most advanced armored technology.

Furthermore, Chu Tianshu easily defeated a Taboo expert in front of everyone in the market, greatly establishing his prestige.

In terms of both reputation and reality, everything has accumulated to the perfect moment.

At times like this, even if Chu Tianshu were to propose that all the cultivators participating in the market be hired to help with some matters in the Golden Triangle in the near future, they would most likely agree without hesitation.

They could just find any excuse, like saying that Samar was colluding with Sahong and others, so the observation group needed to launch a self-defense counterattack and requested assistance from local forces.

This would make it easier for China to reach an agreement with countries like Siam.

If such cooperation can be facilitated, with our own people taking the lead, it is highly possible to thoroughly develop the Golden Triangle region.

Not only will they have the opportunity to resolve the Grotto-Heaven incident.

It can also wipe out all those local pests that Chu Tianshu dislikes!!

Therefore, even though we have now obtained clues about Luo Sichao and the Great Yu Dragon Stele, etc.

Chu Tianshu had no intention of giving up the "plowing" plan.

"Tonight is a good night."

Chu Tianshu smiled. "Dr. Sun, don't waste this time. You can tell everyone in the market that your opinion represents my opinion and the inclination of the entire Special Investigation Bureau."

Sun Buyuan couldn't help but smile, "The funding has been applied for, I will definitely get things done."

Before he finished speaking, he gestured to Cai Xinzhai with his eyes, then turned and walked out of the hall.

Cai Xinzhai and Andrei, after a moment's thought, followed.

The two of them followed, and there will naturally be a round of statements later.

Within the market, the number of "shills" who facilitated the plan was enormous, and Zheng Jing was among them.

"Chen Ying needs to operate the Grotto-Heaven ruins to resist the pressure, making it increasingly difficult for her to leave."

Yungu approached Chu Tianshu, crossed his arms, and whispered, "It seems that it's mainly just the two of us going to Luo Sichao."

Chu Tianshu nodded, operated his mobile phone, and directly contacted the Special Investigation Bureau's satellite to inquire about the location of the Thousand Flowers Forest in Great Tong Mountain.

The phone and his translator wristwatch are connected.

Two points of light, one red and one green, appeared on the watch.

The red dot represents the destination, and the green dot represents the current location.

"General, take your gun."

"I'm talking about the Formation-Breaking Spear, don't bring some toy submachine gun again. It would be too embarrassing if you got knocked away the moment we met."

Chu Tianshu made a joke and walked out of the hall.

He didn't leave immediately; instead, he went to his bamboo hut and took out two black porcelain bottles with wooden stoppers.

Yungu followed, asking in confusion, "What is this?"

"A Daoist friend of mine has a recipe for medicinal wine called 'Venomous Dragons Retreat,' or 'Venomous Dragon Hundred Gallbladder Wine. ' It has blood-activating effects and can also enhance the body's resistance to toxins."

Chu Tianshu handed him a bottle, giving him a thumbs up. "Drinking this medicinal wine before beating someone feels especially good; this is based on my experience."

"Haha, back in the Great Ming, drinking strong liquor to bolster courage was quite common, but drinking medicinal wine before battle is a first for me."

Yungu bit off the cork, spat it to the side, took a swig of wine, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"Wow, what a strong, mellow, and fragrant wine! This wine is perfect for enjoying in the breeze, let's go!"

The door of the bamboo house was suddenly opened to its widest extent, slammed against the wall, and then bounced back inward.

The house was empty.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, its light shining upon thousands of mountains and rivers.

Along the Mekong River, Great Tong Mountain is also bathed in the tranquil moonlight of the night.

Great Tong Mountain is only a small part of the continuous mountain range.

In the Golden Triangle, this hill has never been well-known because it is not a place for growing poisonous flowers or collecting opium.

This is just a beekeeping area.

I don't know from which generation, but the people in the mountains discovered that there were many flowers and trees here, spreading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, in all their colors, from purple and white to yellow, tall trees and short trees, in all their different shapes and sizes.

There are so many exotic flowers that even the most experienced flower growers cannot recognize most of them.

At that time, this place was a natural habitat for bees, with beehives and honey everywhere.

Later, people started artificial breeding here, and sheds and beehives were built on several nearby hilltops to facilitate honey harvesting.

The number of bees is far greater than before.

To facilitate maintenance and prevent theft, electrical wires have been installed here, and people often stay up all night guarding the tile-roofed houses.

However, there seems to be a natural barrier between beekeepers and non-beekeepers.

Very few people from the nearby villages and towns come here.

They had no idea that while the lights still shone brightly in the Great Tong Mountain, the people living there had long since changed.

Next to the beehives from the mountaintop to the halfway point, the tiled houses of the beekeepers are now all inhabited by armed militants.

Each of them exuded a strange aura, and even bees dared not provoke them, even if the bees had no beekeeping experience.

In each house, six or seven people were gathered; some were playing cards, while others stood guard at the door.

Some people sit cross-legged, chanting incantations as if they were practicing meditation. After half an hour, they take out a syringe and prick their necks with an injection.

The syringe was only about the thickness of an index finger, and only a few milliliters of red liquid remained inside.

There were only small paths worn down by generations in the mountains, so he followed the paths to the top of the mountain.

The shed on the mountaintop had been completely emptied of bees and thoroughly cleaned.

Inside, a brand new red carpet was laid out, bright yellow tapestries were hung, and there were incense burners, square tables, chairs, and even bookshelves and wine cabinets.

Luo Sichao lives here; he looks to be over sixty years old.

He had thick silver hair, a completely white beard, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He was also dressed in a Tang suit made of red silk with black embroidered dragon patterns, and was sitting at the table reading a book.

Beneath the table was a rough, grayish-white stone tablet, engraved with several red characters that looked like scribbles.

A burly man with a dark face and yellow neck walked over, knelt down skillfully, kowtowed three times respectfully, and called out, "Uncle."

"Hanwen."

Luo Sichao didn't look up. "You've used up all your Spirit Blood again?"

Luo Hanwen said, "That's right, please give me another one, Uncle."

"I am a person who has awakened innate wisdom, but all my emotions in this life remain in my heart, Hanwen, I must remind you of something."

Luo Sichao said, "Once you fuse with Spirit Blood to a certain degree, you will become a vessel. At that time, either a visitor from the Spirit Realm will devour you, or your soul will devour the other party and become a member of the Yu Mountain clan."

"If you only focus on increasing the concentration of your Spirit Blood Spirit Blood without digesting and refining its mysteries, you will likely lose more than you win in this battle."

Luo Hanwen revealed a fierce smile, "I understand, Uncle, don't worry."

"But I also know about my uncle and those others' grand plans. What we're doing here is just the beginning. The Siam royal family, and the high-ranking officials of Laos and Pagan are the next targets."

"Replace them all from the upper echelons, and then spread to the upper echelons of South Asia and Europe. At that time, more and more Spirit Realm will arrive, taking on human identities."

"I am currently just a human. If I cannot gain Yu Mountain's recognition and obtain this dual identity as soon as possible, how will I be able to keep up with this trend in the future?"

Luo Sichao shook his head slightly.

The plan won't be implemented that quickly.

Because of the will of the Ghost God, they have recently focused their energy on driving the Great Yu Dragon Stele and are busy with another important matter: their plan to infiltrate humanity. As a result, their plans have been delayed considerably.

But he sensed Luo Hanwen's determination, so he didn't say anything more. He waved his hand at the wine cabinet, and a syringe flew out the door, landing in Luo Hanwen's hand.

"Going slower is better for me too."

Luo Sichao thought to himself, "If the plan moves too fast, more priests will come to reality, and even with my strength, I might be relegated to the sidelines of the decision-making process."

"Although the plan has been slowed down during this time, I have taken the opportunity to integrate more fragments of ancient divine abilities into my body. Once my strength is complete, I can look forward to a higher realm. At that time, it won't be so easy for them to push me aside."

He looked at the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon Classic in his hand, and in his eyes, there was a faint flow of black energy, which condensed like dragon patterns and bird seal script.

"The human race, blessed by this world, possesses an immense amount of wisdom and inherent nature. Understanding its principles will greatly benefit me in refining the ancient divine powers within me."

"From now on, I must claim the highest quality portion of the soul offerings!!"

(End of this chapter)