I started as a pirate and connected to other worlds

I Begin from Pirates and Connect to Another World Text Volume Chapter 111 North Pole "Zhang Xun's restoration? Are you sure the next word is not Yuan Shikai's ascension to the throne?"

Sith hugged his head tightly, the world... the world really began to collapse.

"Yes, this matter is also related to Yuan Shikai's accession to the throne. According to what you said, I should push the timeline forward a little further." Le Xin ignored Sis's expression.

"Don't, don't, don't mention it. You'd better not mention it. Let's pick up the key points. The capitalist's sudden serious face makes me at a loss. The inexplicable big events make my heart beat faster. I always have the illusion that I am about to be dealt with."

He shook his head, his knuckles turned white from the pinching, as if there was a strange red line in front of him, daunting and insurmountable, sending chills down his spine.

"It's really unsentimental, just like your equally unsentimental mother. It's rare that I want to tell you about the family history." Le Xin picked up the elegant celadon tea cup in front of her and blew on it, "Then I'll keep it short, but I also heard what the old man said, don’t take it seriously, just listen and laugh.”

"It was the winter of 1915. Yuan Shikai, the great thief of the country, used the Yongzhen Manchu Qing Dynasty's luck as an excuse. He invited the Taoist masters to come to Beijing and nail thirty-six dragon-subduing stakes in Beijing to eliminate the Manchu Qing's luck. Real dragon. Everything went smoothly at first, but who would have thought that after only thirty dragon-subduing stakes were nailed down, Yuan Shikai turned his back and proclaimed himself emperor. The master thought he had been deceived by Yuan Shikai, and threw away his sleeves angrily..."

"I think this story can be a little more streamlined. This is the new century, and there is no such thing as feudal superstition." Sith knocked on the table, a little embarrassed.

Le Xin rolled her eyes. Who could follow this impatient temper? Could it be that he also likes to interrupt the old man?

Put your hands on the table,

"Forget it, you just need to remember one thing anyway. The black dragon that symbolized the fortune of the Qing Dynasty was once sealed in, and was later released during Zhang Xun's restoration. My grandfather, that is, you My great-great-grandfather came to Siberia at that time.”

"According to the old man, the released black dragon of luck did not protect the final glory of the Manchu Qing Dynasty as some people with ulterior motives imagined. Instead, it fled all the way north. In order to eradicate the root cause, your great-grandfather was ordered to pursue him all the way from the country. It’s a barren land, and this pursuit will take a hundred years.”

"A hundred years of pursuit? No one has doubted the authenticity of the dragon in these hundred years? This is the territory of the Russian adult religion. Even if there is a dragon, I am afraid it will not be able to survive the pursuit of that group of madmen, right? Besides, is there such a thing? It's still very doubtful." Sith said solemnly.

"Doubtful? Of course some people have doubts. I was the one who raised doubts in the first place."

Le Xin's expression became solemn, and the hand holding the celadon tea cup was trembling slightly.

"I was still very young at that time, and my scientific reputation was at its peak. Aleister, that name that only existed in the mouths of the upper class, was the most dazzling star in our hearts. Even magic would only return to the world in the eyes of us young people. Science, how can you believe in things like dragons? In order to realize my ambition, I asked the old man to return to China."

"Grandpa, he refused."

"Of course, otherwise I should be teaching in a university in China now, instead of being stinky like I am now."

The snow outside the house is getting heavier and heavier, and the atmosphere between the two is getting closer and closer to freezing point.

"Then how did grandpa convince you?" Sis continued to ask.

"He didn't convince me." Le Xin shook her head. "He just threatened me and said that he would break my legs. I ran away from home in a rage. It wasn't until I met your mother and got married that I settled down again."

"Grandpa passed away when I was two years old. Now I am thirteen years old, about to be fourteen years old. It has been eleven years, and you have never thought about returning to China?"

"No, how do you think the old man died?" Le Xin's eyes suddenly became extremely frightening. The look that wanted to kill someone was completely different from the lazy man just now.

"Could it be...could it be lung cancer?" Cold sweat began to form on Sith's forehead.

"Huh, lung cancer? A man who could kill a bear with his bare hands the year he died would die of lung cancer? It was a knife wound. He was stabbed in the back. The knife was covered with poison. I don't know if he found out What? I don’t want to know what dragons, luck, Manchu, etc. have to do with me? Now I just want to find that bastard, kill him, and then return home in peace."

A low growl came from Le Xin's throat, and she took a long breath, then managed to stabilize her face that was about to become ferocious.

"In order to investigate the old man's death, I checked a lot of information, visited many people, and collected a lot of things. In the end, I only found out one thing."

"What?" Sith's heart rose.

"Your great-grandfather's death was not that simple. If nothing else happened, they should have died from the same poison. The old man who talked so much about planes and cannons and left his soul on the battlefield should have died long ago, but he I don't deserve to die like this, I want revenge, I don't care who they are, I want revenge." Le Xin's eyes turned red, and her fingers left several eye-catching marks on the pine table.

"What do you want to do?"

Sith also became serious. This was a family feud and he couldn't avoid it. Besides, he didn't want to hide. Now, even if he is a saint of the Cross, he has the confidence to kill him.

"Wait, all we have to do now is wait and keep the same to cope with the changes. If the old man and your great-grandfather were killed by the same force, then there is no reason for them to let me go. I will continue to stay in Siberia, not for that. What a bullshit black dragon, I just want to seek justice for the old man."

Sis pinched his forehead. He had received too much information today, and he was at a loss as to what to do.

"What should I do now? Stay in Siberia?"

"No, do what you should do. First go to the North Pole, and then go to Academy City to study."

The corners of Le Xin's mouth curled up, and the cold gaze was something Sis had never seen from him before.

"Acting requires a complete set. How the old man trained me, how I will train you now. If you don't put enough bait, how will the fish take the bait?"

"North Pole?" Sith was confused again.

"Yes, it's the North Pole. Our family goes to the North Pole every ten years to look for dragons. Last time it was me, and this time it's you. There will be a ship going to the North Pole in a week. I've already bought a ticket for you. No problem, right? ?" Le Xin looked over and met Sisi's eyes.

The corners of Sith's lips curled up slightly, "Of course, absolutely!"

The lights in the room flickered, and his thumb kept wiping on the ruby ​​on his cane. The darkness dragged his shadow, making his figure grow longer.