Chapter 39: The Treasure of Huaxia

  With a curious heart, Long Xing flipped open the sheepskin book in his hand and took a casual glance. His inner self began to tremble as this was completely tailored for himself. Without mentioning anything else, just looking at the content on the first page wasn't difficult to discover that it mentioned the benefits brought by physical strength and what benefits this secret book would bring after cultivating physical strength. However, everything said in this book revolved around enhancing one's physique. It was the last paragraph that reminded Long Xing of the fundamental reason he hadn't cultivated this secret book until now.

  The meaning behind this is roughly: If your physical body has not reached the stage of being impervious to swords and guns, it's best not to cultivate this secret manual, otherwise it's easy to cause your body to be unable to withstand the power within the manual, leading to explosion and death.

  As for Long Xing, all of this no longer exists, and he can freely cultivate this secret book. Just thinking about it makes Long Xing want to jump up and hug the Dragon Sutra tightly, this is absolutely a great thing, perhaps a timed bomb for others, but for himself, this is absolutely a heavenly gift, how could Long not be delighted?

  Longji looked at the excited and somewhat bewildered Longxing, feeling a sense of comfort in his heart. This book was in his own hands, and who knows, he might not be able to resist the urge to study it himself one day. But if it were to fall into Longxing's hands, it would have an enormous impact.

  Just then, a painful moan came from inside the house. Long Xing hastily stuffed the small book into his pocket and rushed to Su Rui's room.

  Long Ji looked at Long Xing rushing into the house and shook his head, then walked out of the room. He didn't want to become a lightening rod for the two of them in a moment.

  Long Di walked along Chinatown as usual, this was his favorite thing to do every day, watching the flow of people coming and going, watching couples passing by, more importantly, Long Di was here to help people, a non-local woman with her six children, her husband was also a soldier, unfortunately, he sacrificed himself in a suppression operation.

  And this woman's life can be said to be a true portrayal of his own wife, only that he doesn't have so many children. Thinking about it, Long Di's greatest wish is still to return home and see his wife in person. After all, that's where his real home is, and here, it can only be considered a temporary nest for him. Long Di made up his mind that this time he must let Little Eleven accompany him back home once. His former self never dared to go back, but often had someone send money to support their living expenses.

  Long before he reached the woman's place, he heard a lot of noise from the children and the woman yelling: "Oh, Jackie, I've warned you many times not to pee in my basin! Hey, Mary, how many times do I have to tell you to get rid of that damn bad habit? It's just a flower pot, for goodness' sake! And Hank, when are you going to help Mom take care of your siblings for once? Ah, Nicole, if you're bullying your brother again, you won't get away with it today..." Long heard such noise almost every time he came.

  He pushed open the courtyard door, and Long Ji took out all sorts of gifts and snacks from his hands: "Come on, my dear kids, see what good things Uncle has brought for you. Oh, my dear little Hank, look, this is your favorite Tang poetry, Uncle had to work hard to buy it." After finishing speaking, Long Ji scattered all the heavy gifts and snacks in his hands to the children, and then stood up smiling at these kids.

  The woman saw Dragon coming, and quickly hung up the washed clothes. Then she said to Dragon: "Oh, dear Mr. Wubing, you've spent money again." After finishing speaking, the woman put down the basin and led the children to thank Dragon.

  Long Dicai would come every time, take a look at these children, and then pull out a thick stack of cash from his pocket and stuff it into the woman's hand: "Hmm, this time I might have to go on a long trip, so I won't be able to come every week. This is for your living expenses for the year." Long Dicai said as he left, knowing that if he let the woman complain, it would probably take half a day.

  As he came out of the small courtyard, Long Di felt a bit dazed again. Afterwards, he slowly turned back to Chinatown. Just as he was about to find a coffee shop to sit down, he suddenly saw a familiar figure.

  Long Ji then quickly approached the figure, who was clearly unaware of his presence in the crowd. The man seemed tense, looking around nervously and occasionally glancing at his watch, as if waiting for someone.

  Long Ji quietly crept up behind the man and pointed at him with his hand: "Don't move, go in." Long Ji said with some malice, as if he knew this person.

  That man was pushed by Long Ji, but he didn't show a hint of panic. Instead, he calmly took out a cigarette and lit it up, taking a deep drag before speaking in a low voice: "Friend, I think you've got the wrong person." After finishing his sentence, that man suddenly flashed to the side and turned around to attack, but Long Ji fearlessly stared at the incoming fist.

  As expected, the fist only reached Longji's eyes and stopped, followed by a punch on Longji's chest: "I said it was someone, originally you... Ah, I said brother, I heard that you formed a terrorist armed force? How about lending me some?" The man immediately put on a smiling face after seeing Longji, then lowered his voice to ask.

  "Are you in trouble? How did you think of my gang?" Long Di didn't show any surprise, only a hint of puzzlement as he looked at the young man.

  That person saw Longji had doubts, and didn't immediately respond. Instead, he pulled Longji to a quiet café on the side, found a secluded spot, sat down with Longji, and then said in a low voice: "I'm telling you, brother, you don't know yet, but recently it seems like many things have happened in Huaguo. All the powers of the dark world, big and small, have secretly infiltrated Huaguo's borders for unknown reasons. It seems that people from the Dark Temple and the Light Temple are more numerous, and there have been several large and small conflicts within Huaguo's borders, making it a dark and chaotic place. Another group of people went to Japan, seemingly searching for something." The person spoke cautiously, afraid of being overheard.

  He paused, then continued: "Originally, none of this was a big deal. The most frightening thing is that within the borders of China, there seem to be some powerful experts who have appeared out of nowhere, and with just a wave of their hand, they can eliminate people. Those werewolf magicians and special ability users who rushed over were all beaten and chased back. And those who went to Japan also caused a big commotion before returning. Unfortunately, they didn't have many powerful experts, so after causing some trouble in the country, they came back. Recently, the New York dark world has been in a state of war, with frequent killings happening, so I only thought of finding someone to provide me with some protection measures when I saw you today." The man said with lingering fear.

  "What's the point of bothering him, it has nothing to do with me. By the way, my subordinates were all taken care of by my brother, haha, so now I'm a lone commander, you can't rely on me either." Long Ji looked at this person with some amusement and said. But in his heart, he was still thinking: When did this kid become so timid?

  That person saw that Long Ji was somewhat speechless, and only then did he carefully approach Long Ji's side again and say in a low voice: "I heard that the two groups of people who went to Huaxia and Japan this time were all rushing for two steel plates. It is said that on it The detailed distribution map of the treasures looted by Japan during World War II when it invaded Huaxia was recorded."

  Long Ji's heart skipped a beat as he heard this: "Steel plates?" He clearly remembered that he had once held Long Xing's backpack, and when he picked it up, he seemed to have touched two steel plates. Could it be?

  Long Ji didn't bother to chat with the person anymore, and hastily got up and walked towards his own residence. He finally knew what Long Xing had been doing recently. It turned out that this kid was carrying the treasure of Hua Guo, and didn't care about the urgent shouts behind him, running home.

  Brothers, haha... Updated, give me some fuel, give me some confidence... Call, collect, recommend.