Chapter 332 Jiuquan
Chapter 332 Jiuquan

Bai Yanliang took out the note, glanced at it quickly, then crumpled it into a ball and put it in his pocket.

"what happened?"

Xu Zhifei looked at Bai Yanliang's calm face and asked.

"Nothing, my landlord is back."

Bai Yanliang touched Poe's head, looked at Xu Zhifei, and said, "I'm sorry to bother you these days."

Xu Zhifei looked at him quietly without saying anything for a long time.

Bai Yanliang did not meet her gaze, but instead held the little black cat and looked at the river again.

Xu Zhifei stood behind him, staring at his back.

She waited for a long time, but in the end Bai Yanliang didn't speak again.

Xu Zhifei left.

When she left, the gloomy aura around her seemed to be even heavier.

Bai Yanliang stroked the little black cat's head from time to time, seemingly unaware of Xu Zhifei's departure.

In fact, after seeing the note from Xun Weimo, Bai Yanliang already understood that there are some things...that he can only do himself.

The piece of paper was not big, and there were not many words that could be written on it, only five.

Dark Abyss, Bai Yanren.

……

Nine p.m.

Yecheng Police Station and Jiangbei Branch are still brightly lit.

Yang Wanlong stood in front of the window, looking at the flashing neon lights and the hustle and bustle of traffic outside. The occasional flash of car lights shone into the window, casting a bright and dim light on his face.

Things have finally been peaceful for a while recently. My colleagues at the police station have already left work one after another, but the ceiling fans in the office outside are still turning, making the huge and empty office, which has calmed down at the moment, a little noisy.

"Captain Yang, goodbye!"

"Captain Yang, I'm leaving..."

"Captain Yang, see you tomorrow..."

When the police officers leaving the police station saw Yang Wanlong standing by the window, they all greeted him lively.

Yang Wanlong smiled, which was rare for him, and made the police officers feel flattered.

Although there have been many bizarre murders recently, if a city even loses its hope and vitality among the criminal police, it is truly dead.

Yang Wanlong didn't want Yecheng to die.

Soon, there was no one else in the entire police station except the police officers on duty.

Until...it was past nine o'clock.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-"

the phone is ringing.

Yang Wanlong took a puff of cigarette slowly and picked up the receiver: "Hello."

"Mr. Yang." There was a deep, hoarse male voice on the other end of the line.

Yang Wanlong immediately felt something was wrong. This voice sounded very familiar to him.

"Who are you?" As he spoke, Yang Wanlong pressed the recording button.

"It's not important. What's important is... Yang Yiyi."

The veins on Yang Wanlong's neck suddenly popped out, and he growled, "If you dare to touch my daughter, I promise that I will tear all of you into pieces!"

"Hehe... Anyone can say harsh words, Officer Yang." The man's voice was indifferent. "It's been ten years, and you are still so naive. Do you think you have hidden Yang Yiyi safely?"

Yang Wanlong took a deep breath. No one could see how hideous his face was at this moment. "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Very good," the other party seemed very satisfied, "If my guess is correct, you still have the two keys, right?"

Yang Wanlong was silent, his face was extremely ugly, until the other party was almost impatient, he whispered: "Yes."

"Now, send her to the Tufeng Training Hospital immediately. Remember, you are alone. If you are not here before twelve o'clock, I will personally send my daughter to you."

"Beep..." The other party hung up the phone.

Yang Wanlong had already guessed who the other person was, but he didn't expect that ten years would turn a person into a completely unfamiliar person.

However, he had already been mentally prepared for the difference today.

Because ten years ago, they chose completely different paths...

……

On the other end of the phone, a young man blew a smoke ring into the sky. On his fair and handsome face, there was a long and narrow scar from his brow to his ear.

This doesn't look like a scar, but more like a wound torn by the claws of a wild beast, giving it an extremely weird feeling.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"Shhhhh-"

He held his head in his hands, whistled, and walked slowly into a long-abandoned, gloomy teaching building.

The light shone on his body, but there was no shadow of him left on the ground.

……

riverside.

Bai Yanliang stood here and did not leave until dark.

The little black cat had fallen asleep in his arms.

At this moment, its ears suddenly moved, and it opened its eyes. It looked up at Bai Yanliang and called out, "Meow——"

Bai Yanliang touched its head and turned to look at the person who came.

"Fortunately you understood it." Xun Weimo said with a smile.

"Go ahead." Bai Yanliang threw the crumpled piece of paper over, "Let me wait for you by the river until night. What's the important matter?"

Xun Weimo caught the paper ball, walked to the bench nearby, patted the seat next to him, and said, "Sit down and talk."

Bai Yanliang walked over while holding Poe and asked, "Are you being targeted?"

Xun Weimo sat casually, not really caring, and just smiled, "They can't do anything to me."

Upon hearing this, Bai Yanliang sat next to Xun Weimo and looked up at the sky.

"I've always had a question."

"What is it?" Xun Weimo seemed very curious about Bai Yanliang's confusion.

"How many 'spaces' are there in this world?"

The smile on Xun Weimo's lips gradually faded, and like Bai Yanliang, he also looked up at the dark night sky.

The bright lights illuminated Yecheng so that at night, nothing could be seen except the moon.

"Nine."

Xun Weimo uttered a word softly.

"Nine?"

Bai Yanliang didn't expect that Xun Weimo actually gave an answer.

"Nine is the extreme of numbers. The extreme of the sky is the nine layers, and the extreme of the earth is the nine springs. In ancient legends, the underworld that accommodates ghosts and monsters is divided into nine springs and nine hells."

"Nine Springs...Nine Hells..."

Bai Yanliang's eyes narrowed slightly. There was no reason for Xun Weimo to suddenly talk about ancient legends. He mentioned the Nine Springs and Nine Hells, which must be a hint for something.

"Yes, Jiuquan means nine hells. One is Fengquan Prison of Commands; two is Chongquan Prison of Beheading; three is Huangquan Prison of Chasing Ghosts; four is Hanquan Prison of Poisoning; five is Yinquan Prison of Cold Night; six is ​​Youquan Prison of Evil Punishment; seven is Xiaquan Prison of Long Night; eight is Kuquan Prison of Slaughter; nine is Jiquan Prison of Testing and Burning." Xun Weimo suddenly looked at Bai Yanliang quietly, "Eight of the prisons have been completely destroyed."

Eight prisons...

Bai Yanliang was not stupid, he immediately understood what Xun Weimo was referring to, "Which prison am I in now, Wu Ji?"

Xun Weimo looked solemn. Although he had not spoken yet, the atmosphere around him seemed to suddenly become weird.

He looked at Bai Yanliang seriously and said, "The first prison is the Fengquan Prison of Command."

(End of this chapter)