Seventy Buddha Cannon Fodder

Xie Nanshan's actions were extremely fast, and after only two days, Gu Mingdong received the news from him.

After finally avoiding Secretary Ma, he rushed to the place. As soon as Gu Mingdong came in and sat down, a bowl of something was stuffed in his hand.

He didn't pay attention, he lowered his head and took a sip, almost spitting it out: "What does it taste like? Where did you buy the soy milk? It's all spoiled."

Xie Nanshan patted the table and laughed loudly: "This is our old Beijing specialty, soy sauce, how about it, it tastes good, right?"

Gu Mingdong came back to his senses, seeing Xie Nanshan's posture again, how could he know that he was deliberately teasing him.

Seeing that he put down the drink, Xie Nanshan continued, "Hey, I bought this specially for you, so don't waste it."

"It smells like swill. You like to drink it yourself, but I'm not used to it." When it comes to eating, Gu Mingdong never makes things difficult for himself. He eats more of what he likes, less of what he doesn't like, and doesn't eat what he hates. .

At least he is not blessed to enjoy such delicacies as bean juice and houttuynia cordata.

Xie Nanshan was not happy, coaxing him to try again, and said: "It will taste weird at first, but you will definitely like it when you drink too much, and you can't live without this sip every day."

"Let me tell you, soybean juice is a good thing. It's sour and delicious. It's such a small bowl, it can clear away heat and detoxify and nourish the stomach."

As he said that, he took a sip of his drink, and looked like he was enjoying himself: "Brother, our days are precarious, so we have to treat ourselves better and take good care of ourselves so that we can live for a few more years."

Gu Mingdong simply pushed Doujuer in front of him: "You like it so much, then drink more."

He would rather eat the greasy Sachima, which is more fragrant and sweeter, without nourishing his stomach.

Gu Mingdong ate two in a row to suppress the taste of the bean juice.

Unexpectedly, his appearance made Xie Nanshan laugh out loud.

From the first time we met, Xie Nanshan felt that the person in front of him was unusual, and he always looked calm and confident, but seeing him dislike the taste of soybean juice now, it made him a little naive.

As soon as he was childish, the original sense of distance disappeared, and because of the origin of the two families, Xie Nanshan really felt a little sympathetic to each other.

Seeing that he was really not interested, Xie Nanshan was not polite, took a big sip with relish, and put spicy pickles in it: "Delicious."

Gu Mingdong raised his eyebrows: "I see that I have wronged you, there is no real soybean juice in Xiyuan Town."

Xie Nanshan smiled and said, "I can't help it. My life is more important than food."

After eating, the two stopped laughing.

"What did you find?"

Xie Nanshan put down the bowl and chopsticks, let out a breath, and looked at Gu Mingdong carefully: "Do you have clairvoyant eyes and good ears? It's the first time you come to Beijing, and you actually found such an important clue."

Gu Mingdong raised his eyebrows in silence, waiting for him to continue.

Xie Nanshan didn't hold back anymore, and continued: "Follow the line of Gu Yuanhe to find out that his surname is Gu, and he is probably indeed a descendant of the Gu family back then."

For these news, Xie Nanshan also used all available channels, and also distributed a lot of money and tickets, so that he could find out in a short time.

It is also because he has been in Beijing for many years and has contacts left by the older generation of the Xie family, otherwise he would really not be able to find out about it.

"For the time being, we can't find any connection between this old Mr. Gu and the Gu family in Shanghe Village. His resume is very clean."

"But Mr. Gu had a rough life experience. His parents died young. After he got married and had children, neither of his children lived past the age of ten. Afterwards, the husband and wife depended on each other for life."

"At first glance, it looks very similar to the fate of our Xie family."

If that's the case, then the Gu family is just as unlucky as the Xie family.

Xie Nanshan changed the subject: "This is only on the surface. After I checked carefully, I found that Mr. Gu actually has an elder brother."

Gu Mingdong had already guessed in his heart, and looked at Xie Nanshan.

The latter misunderstood his thoughts: "This elder brother should have nothing to do with your family."

"Gu Yuanhe's elder brother left the Gu family in the early years and changed his name and surname to start a new family. Guess what surname he changed to?"

"Money." Gu Mingdong said lightly.

Xie Nanshan shrugged: "It's a joy to talk to smart people."

"That's right, he changed his mother's surname to Qian. He has three sons. One died in the war in the early years, and two are still alive. The eldest is Qian Bai, and the third is Qian Song. Among them, the eldest has a certain status."

Speaking of this, Xie Nanshan's doubts arose in his heart. After all, Gu Mingdong had mentioned the Qian family as early as when he was in Xiyuan Town.

"Qian Bai has only one son, and that is Qian Zhiyi, an educated youth from your village."

Gu Mingdong had guessed it a long time ago, but he was still shocked when he heard this. Qian Zhiyi's original surname was Gu, and his family was one of the families that borrowed the Buddha bone from the bead guard.

In this way, the black lacquered relic that was tossed in the small incense burner back then, isn’t it the Buddha bone from back then?

Each piece of information was automatically numbered, allowing Gu Mingdong to peep into the truth.

Xie Nanshan also guessed: "The Gu family is divided into two branches, and one branch is changed to the mother's surname to multiply. It is very in line with the practice of ancient clans, but I always feel that there is something weird."

"If it's just a surname change, why would the Qian family and the Gu family never get in touch?" Gu Mingdong reminded.

Xie Nanshan was taken aback: "Yeah, it's unreasonable."

"And if changing your surname can save your life, why not change them all? Mr. Gu must be so pedantic that he doesn't even care about the lives of himself and his children."

Xie Nanshan rubbed his chin: "Gu Mingdong, how about I try to change my surname?"

"I heard that many people think that their surname is not good, so they directly change their surname to Dang. I can change it too."

Gu Mingdong was dumbfounded by his whim: "You can try it."

Xie Nanshan shrugged pitifully:

"It's been too long, and these years have been chaotic. On the surface, the two of you have nothing to do with each other, but no one can tell behind the scenes. Maybe there was one, but it was just erased."

Having said that, in fact, hearing what Xie Nanshan meant, he suspected that the two Gu families belonged to one family, otherwise it would be impossible to explain what happened to Gu Yuanhe.

But thinking that Gu Mingdong came to Beijing this time mainly to solve his own problems, Xie Nanshan swallowed these words again.

In his opinion, since the Gu family can thrive in Xiyuan Town, their problem has been solved, and the Qian family is doing well, even doing well.

That being the case, wouldn't it be an accident for Gu Yuanhe?

"Have you found any other news?" Gu Mingdong asked again.

Xie Nanshan spread out a notebook: "Everything else is here, the workplaces, addresses, members of the Qian family and the Gu family, and the places they often hang out."

Gu Mingdong directly turned to the page of Qian's family, and it was written in great detail.

In addition to the Tongzilou where Qian Bai lived, even their ancestral home was found in a farm in the suburbs of Beijing.

Gu Mingdong stuffed the notebook into his pocket: "I took this with me."

"Hey, let's go now?"

Xie Nanshan frowned, and pulled Gu Mingdong back: "Mr. Gu is a scholar, he looks at the facts and makes sense, but the Qian family's hands are not clean, so they are not easy to mess with."

During the search process, Xie Nanshan was warned by his elders to stay away from the Qian family. Their original words were: the Qian family is evil, and their hands must be dirty, but others can't catch it.

In the past few years, the Qian family has fallen so badly that it can be regarded as walking on thin ice, but it is not something an ordinary farmer from Shanghe Village can shake.

"It's enough to find out these things. Let's find the reason slowly, and we will always find it." Xie Nanshan said again.

These words surprised Gu Mingdong, he thought that Xie Nanshan was more anxious than anyone else, after all, this was a terrible thing.

The next moment, Xie Nanshan asked with a smile, "Do you think I should change my surname?"

Gu Mingdong rolled his eyes, Xie Nanshan wanted to say more, but saw that he had already walked away with his long legs.

At the door, Xie Nanshan said helplessly: "Throw it away after use, this guy must have a secret from me."

Gu Mingdong naturally has secrets, and there are more than one, which cannot be known by others.

Especially the existence of supernatural powers, even the family members and Zheng Tong don't know much about it.

Leaving Xie's house, Gu Mingdong's eyes fell on the Qian's ancestral house. He had a hunch that the answer to everything was there.

The Qian family is the Gu family, so what about the original owner, the original owner, whose surname is Gu, has any connection with the Gu family back then?

Zheng Tong once said that the backlash of borrowing the ban technique is very powerful, so why does Qian Zhi keep getting into a small trouble, but not a big trouble?

Maybe he should visit Qian's house.

After making up his mind, that night, after Secretary Ma fell asleep, Gu Mingdong got up quietly.

Reaching out and pressing it lightly, Secretary Ma, who was sleeping soundly, fell into a coma.

"I'm sorry." Gu Mingdong helped him cover the quilt, and left the guest house directly through the window.

Following the address to find the Qian family's ancestral house, Gu Mingdong looked around and was very surprised.

It turned out that the production team that Qian's family belonged to was actually the one closest to Xie's family.

Although the distance between the two is not too close to meet each other, it is definitely not a coincidence.

The Qian family's mansion has been in disrepair for a long time, and its appearance is also very dilapidated. In the middle of the night, it looks like a monster with its bloody mouth open.

Before getting close, Gu Mingdong felt a sense of discomfort, as if something terrible was hidden inside.

The supernatural ability also swayed in disgust, leaning against his ear pitifully and motionless.

It's all here, Gu Mingdong couldn't retreat out of disgust, he quickly climbed over the wall and entered the inner courtyard.

Gu Mingdong's night vision ability is excellent, this night is the full moon, he can clearly see the snow in the courtyard.

The snow has not moved, and it looks like the yard has been abandoned for a long time, and no one has lived in it for a long time.

Gu Mingdong was not deceived by this illusion, and his eyes fell directly on the backyard.

The supernatural power became more and more restless, like longing, but also like fear.

Gu Mingdong frowned slightly, appeased the supernatural power, and approached slowly.

From a distance, the Qian family's old house is not too big, and its location is very remote. It is actually located in the corner of the production team, which can be described as deserted.

Over the years, gradually, there were rumors of ghosts spreading in this house, and it wasn't until the four old days that people kicked open the door and smashed it.

The Qian family didn't show up at the time, and even Gu Mingdong was surprised that Xie Nanshan was able to find out such a secret relationship.

Because it is so remote, even if they knew that there was an old house here, people from the production team would not come here. After a long time, the place became deserted.

Little do they know that under the mansion, there is another universe.

In the extremely secretive cellar, it was built in the shape of an altar, and on top of it was a bronze tripod.

Gu Mingdong stepped on the entrance of the cellar, stretched out his hand to press the ground, and felt everything below.

If he had clairvoyant eyes, he would definitely be able to find the bronze tripod on the altar, which was very similar to the one he picked up at the bottom of the river in Shanghe Village, but the size was enlarged many times.

Kneeling in front of the bronze tripod were two people, Qian Bai and Qian Song.

Qian Bai looked calm, but Qian Song looked restless. It was freezing cold in the cellar, but he was sweating coldly, peeking at the people next to him over and over again.

Seeing this, Qian Bai comforted him, "Don't worry, everything is up to me."

How could Qian Song calm down? Suddenly, he stood up and said, "Brother, forget it."

"This thing is too evil, and it takes human life to fill it every time."

"If I don't stay in Beijing anymore, I'll go to Shanghe Village. With my help, Zhiyi will definitely be able to find him sooner."

"No, the current situation is not good, he can't contact the Qian family." Qian Bai refused, "If there is an accident, then Zhiyi is the only blood of our Qian family."

Qian Song understood the meaning of his words. Recently, the Qian family's opponents have been keeping a close eye on them. The family has even cut off the money for Qian Zhiyi, and all the contact methods they have set before are blocked.

But, he was afraid!

It wasn't his life that was used in the past, Qian Song enjoyed the benefits brought by this thing, so naturally he only thought it was good, but now it's different, now, in Beijing, there are only the two of them besides that old man!

"sit down!"

Qian Bai shouted sharply.

Qian Song had no choice but to sit down aggrieved, his whole being cast a shadow.

Qian Bai glanced at him: "What are you afraid of? As long as everything goes well and you can find that thing, all sacrifices will be worth it."

Without waiting for Qian Song to refute, Qian Bai got up, melted his palm, and the blood flowed down the bronze tripod.

"Come here, brothers are united, no one can beat us!"

The cellar became more gloomy and cold, making Qian Song tremble with fright, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward, fearfully melting his palm.

The blood of the two of them flowed down, and the surrounding Yin Qi seemed to condense.

Thousands of miles away, Qian Zhiyi was hugging Wu Mengting, talking about his dislike for Liu Dani and his love for his childhood sweetheart, suddenly, his expression changed slightly.

"What's wrong?" Wu Mengting asked.

Compared to Qian Zhiyi's obsession, Wu Mengting has always been sober, looking at him more with coping than with admiration.

Qian Zhiyi stood up abruptly: "Mengting, I know where that thing is!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed out without hesitation.

Wu Mengting chased a few steps subconsciously, but suddenly remembered Qian Zhiyi's past of repeated failures, and stopped abruptly.

Soon, she made up her mind, slowly closed the door and went back to the bed. She found the best way, she had plenty of ways to coax people back, if she couldn't find it, then she didn't have to make a trip in vain.

Beijing

On the ground, Gu Mingdong's face suddenly changed.

Just now, he actually felt the aura of the end times in this place.

That dark, menacing aura that haunted him from birth to death in his previous life appeared just like that.

Before Gu Mingdong came back to his senses, the ability to hate this breath had already surged away, just like the last time he picked up the bronze tripod, he rushed in without fear of death.

Naturally, it was impossible for Gu Mingdong to let his abilities fight alone, so he covered his face with his hands and kicked the cellar's lid away.

The brothers of the Qian family were immersed in the forbidden art, their blood was flowing, and they were in pain, but they saw the future of the Qian family's wealth beyond rivals.

Who knows that the dream has not yet woken up, and an accident happened suddenly, and a surging force directly hit the bronze tripod.

The silent scream gave the Qian brothers a splitting headache.

Before they could scream, the back of their head hurt, and both of them softened.

Gu Mingdong's attack was impolite this time, and the first strike was enough to make the two of them completely faint.

Looking at the altar again, the supernatural power has been entangled with the evil spirit in the bronze cauldron, and they are inseparable.

It really is this thing!

How could the Qian family have anything to do with this thing?

Thinking of the apocalypse in the future, Gu Mingdong's face was extremely ugly.

Fortunately, the supernatural ability is no longer the small buds of the past. Now it has scattered countless vines, tightly entwining the bronze tripod.

Gu Mingdong also wanted to help, but punching and kicking were useless. The bronze tripod was extremely hard and unscathed.

Suddenly, with a thought, he took out the small incense burner from his pocket and threw it at the bronze tripod.

Hitting it crookedly, the small censer and the supernatural power cooperated from the inside to the outside, and it started to swallow quickly.

Gu Mingdong was startled, he was afraid that the small incense burner would swallow too much evil and turn into a vicious magic weapon, but now he couldn't stop it.

After a while, the temperature in the cellar slowly rose, and the thick yin energy slowly disappeared.

The vines differentiated by the supernatural power disappeared one by one, and it rushed back quickly. It was obviously exhausted this time, and it hid in Gu Mingdong's body and stopped moving.

The two are one, and Gu Mingdong can feel that it is just tired, and it will return to normal when it wakes up from a rest, and maybe it can benefit from this fight.

Gu Mingdong let out a sigh of relief, this time the bronze tripod looked big, but it was actually a silver-like pewter tip, it was not as thrilling as last time.

click.

The small incense burner fell to the ground.

Gu Mingdong carefully reached out to pick it up, weighed it, and was surprised to find that the small incense burner had become much heavier.

Squinting his eyes and looking into the incense burner, the inner wall is already silver-gray, and it looks the same as before.

Gu Mingdong was bold, stretched out his finger and dunked it, apparently unable to pick anything off.

He weighed the weight again, it was not an illusion, it had indeed become heavier.

Gu Mingdong was puzzled, and after confirming that the small incense burner was not harmful, he put it away first, and then his eyes fell on the large bronze tripod.

Stretching out his hand to touch the outer wall of the bronze tripod, it was still cold.

Borrow the forbidden technique!

Four words flashed through his mind, Gu Mingdong squatted down and pinched the faces of the Qian family brothers.

The appearance of the Qian family brothers is not bad, even the skinny Qian Song can be seen with delicate features, and there is a faint shadow of Qian Zhiyi.

There are also certain characteristics in Gu Yuanhe's body. If you compare them carefully, you will find that there is a blood relationship between them.

Gu Mingdong carefully compared the appearances of these three people with his own family members. Whether it was the original owner, the younger siblings, or even Uncle Gu's family, he was sure that there was no similarity.

Is it really just a coincidence that the Gu family in Shanghe village has nothing to do with the Gu family and Qian family in Beijing?

Gu Mingdong turned to look at the bronze tripod, and a crazy thought rose in his heart.

The next moment, he walked up to the altar, bit his fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood miserly.

Since it is the family blood that uses the forbidden technique, even Gu Yuanhe cannot get rid of it, so if the two Gu families are inextricably linked, his blood can also be used.

Gu Mingdong stared at the drop of blood so as not to trigger unexpected events.

Who knows the next moment, there will be a click.

In Gu Mingdong's stunned expression, the huge bronze tripod actually cracked directly.

Gu Mingdong stared helplessly at the huge bronze tripod, starting from the place where his drop of blood fell, the cracks became bigger and bigger, and finally collapsed.

The bronze tripod, which was not damaged by his punching and kicking, just shattered into eight petals.

Gu Mingdong squatted down and knocked on the fragments, and the bronze tripod made a crisp sound.

"Could it be that this thing is brittle when the Yin Sha disappears?"

It would be great if Zheng Tong was here, the old man is very shrewd, he will definitely be able to see the flaws.

It's a pity that Gu Mingdong has supernatural powers, even Zheng Tong wouldn't fully believe it.

Regardless of the bronze tripod, Gu Mingdong's eyes fell on the Qian family brothers, and he saw blood overflowing from the corners of their mouths. Although they were still alive, their aura suddenly weakened a lot.

When the bronze tripod was completely shattered, Qian Song's heart stopped, and he didn't breathe anymore.

Qian Bai was still alive, but his face was like gold paper, so he might not live for long.

Gu Mingdong ignored them, checked the Qian family's old house, and left in a hurry after making sure that there was nothing missing. He had to return to the guest house before Secretary Ma woke up.

Behind him, the broken bronze tripod was like the Qian family's dream, and there was no possibility of recovery.

I don't know how long it took before Qian Bai finally woke up quietly. His face changed drastically, and he didn't care about his lifeless younger brother at the first moment. Instead, he climbed up to the altar, trying to restore the bronze tripod.

"How could this be?"

"Who is it? Who is harming my Qian family!"

No matter how much he roars, everything is irreversible.

After his anger subsided, Qian Bai discovered that his brother beside him had long since passed away, and even his body had been completely cooled.

He realized that something was wrong, so he got up and wanted to go out, regardless of his sadness.

But at this moment, he realized that his body was extremely heavy, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

There are only a dozen short steps from the altar to the exit of the basement, but Chamberlain seems to have gone through his own life.

He suddenly remembered Gu Yuanhe's cursing words. The Qian family changed their names and surnames, broke their promises, and used the trust of the Pearl Keepers to do all of this. He thought he could replace them and become an eternally prosperous family. Who knew——

The agency was too smart to calculate, and it wasted Qingqing's life.

After all, Qian Bai failed to go out. The cellar that made the Qian family prosper and also destroyed the Qian family, stole countless lives and luck, and was sealed up together with his master.

At dawn, people in the nearby production team only heard a roar, and some people went out to inquire, only to know that the dilapidated old house had collapsed, because no one lived there, and no one from the production team went in to look.

At this time, Gu Mingdong had already returned to the guest house.

He still came in through the window, took off his clothes and went under the bed, no one noticed anything unusual.

Until the next morning, Secretary Ma, who had slept all night, woke up refreshed. Seeing that there was still a person lying next door, she was surprised and asked, "Ah Dong, you haven't woken up today? It's rare I see you overslept."

Usually at this time, Gu Mingdong would go out for a stroll and come back with fried dough sticks.

Gu Mingdong didn't respond. Secretary Ma walked over to take a look, but saw that his face was flushed with fever.