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Chapter 403 A Fateful Showdown After Thousand Years

After going downstairs for dinner, the three of them returned to the room to continue discussing the next action plan.

William held a toothpick in his mouth: "The Indian flying cake just now is really delicious. I have never tasted such an authentic taste."

Jack joked: "Of course it's authentic, it's flying with hands. I don't know if the chef has washed his hands in the toilet."

"Throw, no one doesn't wash their hands when going to the toilet. Don't lie to me, although Indians are used to wiping shit with their left hand, they also wash their hands," William said.

"I'm not lying to you, I just let you guess how many times he used his left hand, and whether he washed his left hand clean."

"..." William's complexion changed, "Hey, do you want to do this? It's okay to talk about shit when you are full, but I feel a little disgusted when you say that!"

Jack laughed, and then changed the topic to the business: "Tell me about the next plan."

"Since we already know the location of the Qinhuang Tiangong, let's go find it directly!" William suggested, "By then, neither the meteorites nor the cultural relics inside will be cheap, Professor Gu, which meteorites do I have?" Conduct research, and you can hand over the rest to the country. It is a great merit to have the best of both worlds, don’t you think?”

"As long as you have a good idea, listen to what Ah Jin has to say!" Jack said.

After the previous chat and in-depth understanding, the relationship between Zhang Jin and the other two has also deepened a lot, and the address has changed from Mr. Zhang to Ah Jin.

Zhang Jin smiled slightly and said, "The addresses of Qinhuang Tiangong and Tianxing Meteorite have been confirmed. We can go there anytime, but we must solve the historical problems I want to correct before we go. This is my only chance."

"How can we help you?" Jack asked.

"The root of going back to history lies in you, and the memory of your previous life will help. I need to use your memory to go back to the history of the Qin Dynasty." Zhang Jin said.

"Can you go back to the past through memory? Is there such a superb technology in the future?" William was surprised.

"The technology of the future is beyond your imagination." Zhang Jin did not delve into this topic, but said, "But before that, Jack, I need you to awaken more memories of your previous life. Master near the sand."

"Grandmaster?"

Jack and William looked at each other with puzzled expressions on their faces.

The next day, early in the morning, Zhang Jin took Jack and William to an ancient Indian-style temple not far from the town through inquiries.

After expressing his intention to come and hope to meet the successor master here, he was received by the master very smoothly.

"Where is this place? It doesn't look like an ordinary Buddhist temple or a Hindu temple." William looked around, and even saw a few cool-dressed Indian women with a tube top and trousers, with exquisite figures.

"This is the birthplace of Disha martial arts, which has a history of 3000 years." Zhang Jin said.

"Didn't we come to find the master? Why are we here at the martial arts venue?" Jack asked puzzled.

Zhang Jin explained: "Do you remember the record you saw under the sarcophagus of King Disha, which said that Prince Disha once competed with the most brave warrior in Daqin?"

"remember."

"That warrior is your previous life, General Meng Yi."

Led by the waiter, the three of them came to an open lawn. In the center of the lawn was a large rock lying on top of which a person sat cross-legged.

"Hey, is that bald head the master you mentioned?" William asked, pointing at the big rock.

Jack quickly touched his friend and reminded: "Shut up, don't cause trouble. This is the birthplace of martial arts. Look at so many warriors with knives and guns. I can't save you if you really want to fight."

William quickly covered his mouth and looked around cautiously. Fortunately, what he just said was in Cantonese, and no one should understand it.

The three of them came to the Grand Master and saluted with clasped hands.

The master looked at the three of them and said, "The three of you have come from a long way. I don't know how I can help you?"

Jack glanced at Zhang Jin, seeing that he didn't intend to speak, so he said to himself: "Master, I'm here...to find answers, I hope you can give me some enlightenment."

The master smiled slightly: "You already have the answer, why bother to ask me again."

"The master means..." Jack was a little confused.

"The three of you have no confusion, only goals, so you came here not to answer, but for another purpose. Tell me, what exactly are you going to do?" The master said calmly as if he had seen through everything.

The three of Zhang Jin looked at each other, and they were a little surprised that the other party could see through this.

"Hey, do you think this master has the ability to read people's hearts?" William asked in Cantonese.

"It is not necessarily spells that can see through people's hearts, but also psychology." Zhang Jin replied.

There is definitely no magic in the world of mythology, but practitioners should have a strong insight into the human heart.

After all, the birthplace of martial arts, which has been passed down for thousands of years, not only has the game of fighting skills, but also the game of psychological speculation, and the so-called momentum and insight of martial artists are also related to psychological insight.

"So what now?" Jack asked.

"I can only tell the truth." Zhang Jin said, saluted the master again, pointed to Jack and said, "Master, we are really here to find the answer this time, I hope you can send the best warriors to compare with him, so that He fought for answers."

The master shook his head lightly and said: "Young man, there is an old proverb in Disha, those who use weapons indiscriminately will cause chaos among the people and the country will perish. Martial arts competition is a serious matter. I can agree to your request, but you must give me a reason."

Zhang Jin thought for a while and said, "I can tell you how to break the ability of the monk Disha to fly to the sky. Is this enough reason?"

"Why should I break the flying ability of the flying monk?"

"For thousands of years, the people here didn't know how to practice meditation. They only knew to worship those holy monks who could fly. To break the superstition of flying monks, at least let them learn one thing. Practice is not just to look up, but to look up. You have to bow your head and learn to be humble and honest." Zhang Jin used the words of the master in the movie to convince the other party.

The master froze for a moment, and after a moment of contemplation, a relieved smile appeared on his face: "You are right, well, I promise to let my best disciple compete with you, Gul'dan!"

An Indian man with a red scarf on his head, a red sash around his waist, and a white exercise uniform stepped out and walked in front of the master.

"Discuss kung fu with this guest." The master said to Gul'dan.

Gul'dan nodded, took two steps back, and assumed a posture with the saber in his right hand hidden behind his back and the saber in his left hand in front of him.

Seeing this, Jack untied the long cloth strip he had been holding in his hand, and inside it was an antique long sword, similar in style to the sword in the tomb of King Desha.

This was given to him by Zhang Jin this morning. For today's martial arts competition, he specially bought this sword from Hong Kong Island and brought it here.

The sword is not sharpened and therefore has no scabbard.

Jack held the sword in his hand, and before he could familiarize himself with it a few times, Gul'dan on the opposite side had already attacked with two swords!

Jingle Jingle!

The collision of swords and swords made a crisp metal clashing sound!
In Gul'dan's quick attack with the double knives, Jack could only defend passively, retreating all the time, looking very embarrassed.

The two sides fought less than ten rounds, and Gul'dan took advantage of an opportunity to hold the long sword with two knives, took advantage of the situation and made a circle, and knocked the long sword out of Jack's hand. on the neck.

"Oops, Jack is no match for this dual-knife Indian!" William was worried for his friend.

But Zhang Jin said confidently: "Don't worry, as long as Jack retrieves the memory of his previous life, this Indian guy will not be his opponent."

"Now that the sword is gone, even if it is possible to retrieve the memory of the previous life."

"The opponent will return the sword to Jack. It's a sparring."

As soon as Zhang Jin finished speaking, William saw Gul'dan pick it up with a long knife, and he returned the long sword to Jack. He not only sighed: "This Indian guy talks about martial arts!"

After taking over the long sword again, Jack looked at Gul'dan, who was constantly turning his wrists and wielding knives, and suddenly felt a little dazed. His consciousness seemed to travel through time and space. Prince of Swords and Bucklers.

"what!"

Gul'dan saw that the opponent was in a daze in front of him, his whole body was full of flaws, so he attacked without hesitation!
"Oops!" William exclaimed.

However, as if in a dream, Jack suddenly raised his long sword to block the opponent's attack. With every move, his movements were nimble and nimble.

Once advancing and retreating, the two sides fought back and forth!

"Huh? Jack seems to be a different person!" William seemed to see the shadow of other people from his friend.

"That's right, under the opponent's attack, Jack has fallen into the memory of his previous life, and now he is the great general Meng Yi who has become the number one warrior of the Qin Dynasty." Zhang Jin said.

During the Qin Dynasty, General Meng Yi and Prince Disha competed in front of the imperial court, and finally defeated their opponents!
Time has passed, thousands of years later, Meng Yi is already Jack, and Prince Disha is no longer alive, but in the competition between Daqin's swordsmanship and Disha's swordsmanship, Daqin still wins in the end!

In a daze, Jack suddenly heard the voices of William and the master in his ears.

"Jack! Jack, wake up!"

"Young man, you won."

Jack, who suddenly came back to his senses, looked at the long sword pointed at Gul'dan's neck in his hand, and was a little frightened. He quickly retracted the long sword in his hand and returned the long sword to the other party.

"Jack! You are amazing! I didn't even know you had such skills!" William said excitedly.

"I, I don't know..." Jack recalled the actions just now, familiar and unfamiliar.

"Now, do you have the answer in your heart?" The master smiled and looked at Jack and said, "You can unite man and sword, this must be the fate of your previous life."

"Master, do you really think people have past lives?" Jack asked.

"What was the previous life, and what is the present life? What is illusion and what is reality?" the master asked without answering.

Jack looked at Zhang Jin. He was really confused now. This competition proved what Zhang Jin said. Could it be that he was really the reincarnation of Meng Yi, the great general of the Qin Dynasty?

The master also looked at Zhang Jin, and William also looked over. Everyone seemed to be waiting for his answer.

However, Zhang Jin did not explain this esoteric topic, but smiled at Jack and the master: "Jack, if you talk to the master more, maybe you can solve the confusion in your heart, and by the way, how to break the superstition of the flying monk?" Tell the master. William and I won't bother you, let's go for a walk first."

"I'm also very interested in this topic..." Zhang Jin dragged William away before he could finish his sentence.

Walking out of the lawn courtyard, William seemed a little puzzled: "Why don't you let me participate in that topic?"

"I have something I want to talk to you alone."

"Is there anything you can't tell Jack?"

"It's about Professor Gu, and you know how much Jack cares about Professor Gu." Zhang Jin explained.

"Professor Gu? What else is there to talk about about him? Didn't you already plan to find a chance to arrest him? Are you going back on your word?" William frowned.

Zhang Jin shook his head and said: "Of course not, he must be arrested, but even if he is sentenced, it is not enough to make up for the crimes he committed. According to the domestic criminal law, for the crime of reselling cultural relics, the lighter shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of less than five years or criminal detention. A fine shall also be imposed; if the circumstances are particularly serious, a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than five years but not more than ten years shall be imposed and a fine shall also be imposed.

Do you feel that such a punishment is light?A piece of cultural relic is resold and exported abroad, and it is very likely that it will not be recovered in a lifetime, but these cultural relic dealers only receive such a light punishment, and they can still make a profit if they exchange hundreds of millions for ten years!
Leaders of cultural relic dealers like Professor Gu have learned to be shrewd. The money they get is either placed in an offshore account, or invested in the establishment of a fund and handed over to someone else. . "

William nodded and said: "It's really light. No wonder the other party was able to get out of prison so soon after Jack reported Professor Gu, and he was able to invest so much dollars in my research within ten years. What do you plan to do, as long as If this kind of person can be made to pay the due price, I think Jack will definitely support it."

"I'm going to ask you to tell Professor Gu about the discovery of the Qinhuang Tiangong. This will definitely attract his attention. After he takes the bait, we will cheat him of all the funds step by step, so that he will not only go to jail, but also go to jail. Come out with nothing!"

"You are so vicious, but I like this plan." William chuckled, "But how do I tell Professor Gu this news, I haven't even seen him face to face."

"You can pass on the news through Meng Qi, as long as you casually mention that someone wants to sell you the secrets of the Emperor Qin Tiangong in the chat, but you refuse. Meng Qi will definitely tell Professor Gu when she hears the news. of."

"You mean that Meng Qi also knows Professor Gu's real purpose?" William suddenly asked.

"I don't know much about this, but I think Meng Qi should know the real purpose of Professor Gu's sponsorship of you, but she should not know the real identity of Professor Gu. Even if she knows, so what, she is just the representative of the fund, so take Money is just for business. In this world, too many people regard money as more important than conscience." Zhang Jin said lightly.

William was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I will do as you said."

"What? Are you disappointed with Meng Qi?" Seeing that he seemed a little disappointed, Zhang Jin joked with a smile.

"It's not disappointment, it's fear. I used to trust her so much, but I didn't expect..." William hesitated to speak, and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)