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Chapter 472 Meeting Tang Qingyang by chance (1)

In Zhao Dongjiang's expectation, the plane landed smoothly, and Li Chengfeng directly carried him out of the airport to prevent him from scaring passers-by, and specially put a piece of clothing on his head.

Zhao Dongjiang has been imprisoned for more than 40 years. These years were also a period of rapid development in China. From Yuzhou City to Qingzhou City, he looked at the tall buildings one after another and was extremely surprised.

In his impression, China was still very poor, but now it is bustling with traffic and has tens of thousands of buildings.

Li Chengfeng stopped a taxi and drove with Wang Bin, Wang Ergang and Zhao Dongjiang to the small fishing village where his grandfather lived.

Not long after, they arrived at the small fishing village. Li Chengfeng bought ten kilograms of pig head meat, weighed five kilograms of peanuts, and bought a few cold dishes. He also bought two boxes of liquor and one box of beer from the canteen at the head of the village.

Wang Ergang carried Zhao Dongjiang, Li Chengfeng, and Wang Bin on their backs, carrying bags of dishes and boxes of liquor, and walked towards the small courtyard where Li Tiancheng lived.

In the spring of March, flowers are in full bloom, butterflies are dancing gracefully, spring branches and green buds are ready to bloom, and the sea breeze blows, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Zhao Dongjiang breathed in the fresh air and looked at the blooming wild flowers and green grass on the roadside, with a smile on his face. He really never thought that he would be able to see the scenery outside in this life.

We didn't walk very far. Not far ahead, we saw three bluestone tiled houses, a small courtyard built with stone walls, a wooden door with paint peeling off, and a portrait of the door god on it, and couplets on both sides of the door frame.

He didn't go home during the Chinese New Year. Li Chengfeng really missed his grandfather. He gently opened the door and saw an old man lying leisurely on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed and said unhappily.

"You white-eyed wolf, you won't come back to accompany me during the New Year. The New Year is over, why are you coming back?"

"Grandpa, I..."

Hearing the familiar voice, Li Tiancheng did not open his eyes, but continued with an unhappy tone.

"You white-eyed wolf, you still know that you are coming back. I raised you so much and passed on your skills to you. If you don't come back to be with me during the New Year, it will be fine. You won't even make a phone call. You still have me as your grandfather in your heart."

"Do you know how grandpa is spending this year? Do you know how much grandpa misses you..."

Just when Li Tiancheng closed his eyes and blamed Li Chengfeng, Zhao Dongjiang walked towards Li Tiancheng on the recliner with trembling steps and tears in his eyes, and shouted in a trembling voice.

"Li, Brother Li, you are really Brother Li!"

No one has called him Brother Li for many years. When he heard someone calling him Brother Li, Li Tiancheng slowly opened his eyes, then raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him with one eye.

His body, pale appearance, and head full of white hair and beard made him really startled, and he asked doubtfully.

"You, who are you and why do you call me Brother Li!"

Because there was only a layer of dry skin on Zhao Dongjiang's face, which was completely different from his original appearance, how could Li Tiancheng recognize him.

Zhao Dongjiang's lips trembled and tears kept flowing down.

"Brother Li, it's me. You don't know me. More than 60 years ago, we followed the master to the island country to destroy the Eight-Hong Yiyu Pagoda. In the end, only three of us came back..."

"Later, we created the Dragon Guards and the Eight Dragon Gate Bureaus to protect China's dragon veins..."

Listening to Zhao Dongjiang recount the past scene, Li Tiancheng looked at him with excited eyes, tears instantly flowed down, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"You, you are Junior Brother Xuanqing, are you still alive?"

"Brother Li, I am Zhao Dongjiang, your junior brother Xuanqing!"

Two old men who were nearly 100 years old hugged each other and cried. They really never thought that they would see their brothers who lived together through life and death in their lifetimes. Scenes from the past appeared in their minds.

Li Chengfeng really couldn't stand this kind of scene. He slowly turned around with tears in his eyes and walked out of the small courtyard. Wang Bin and Wang Ergang wiped their tears and followed closely behind him.

They haven't seen each other for decades, so don't disturb them and let them reminisce about the past.

Li Tiancheng wiped Zhao Dongjiang's tears with his hand and asked with a confused and distressed tone.

"Junior Brother Xuanqing, how did you become like this? What happened? How did you suddenly disappear 40 years ago?"

Zhao Dongjiang told the whole story, how he was framed by Lin Xiaoquan, and how he was imprisoned underground for 40 years.

At this moment, Li Chengfeng, Wang Ergang, and Wang Bin also returned to the small courtyard. Listening to Zhao Dongjiang's account of his experience, they felt extremely angry. This Lin Xiaoquan was really so abominable that he would not even let his fellow disciples go.

Pass.

After Zhao Dongjiang finished telling his story, he asked in a puzzled tone.

"Brother Li, I really don't understand. Lin Xiaoquan and I have no grievances. We are brothers in the same school. We have gone through life and death together. I even saved his life. Why did he frame me and lock me underground for 40 years?"

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Li Tiancheng was filled with anger and was silent for a long time. He looked at Zhao Dongjiang with distressed eyes, then sighed and expressed his speculation.

"I have always suspected that Lin Xiaoquan is from the island country, but unfortunately I don't have enough evidence."

Zhao Dongjiang's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"This, how is this possible? How can Lin Xiaoquan be a native of the island country?"

Li Tiancheng looked cautious and continued.

"Back then, when we went to the island country to destroy the Hachiyu Tower, only three of us came back alive. Don't you think it's strange?"

"None of our brothers and sisters are more powerful than us. None of them came back alive. The three of us with the weakest magic power managed to escape. Is there something fishy in this?"

Zhao Dongjiang fell into deep thought. Li Tiancheng's speculation was very reasonable. When they were escaping, they were about to be surrounded and killed by the island nation. The island nation's onmyoji and feng shui masters, as well as the island nation's soldiers, suddenly stopped attacking them.

Chase.

The three people also escaped back to China very smoothly. Everything seemed to be going too smoothly.

Li Tiancheng continued.

"Do you still remember that we were ambushed by the Onmyoji of the island country as soon as we arrived at the island country? Many brothers and sisters died tragically. What does this mean?"

"There must be a spy within us."

Zhao Dongjiang nodded and recalled the past events carefully. He still didn't understand how Lin Xiaoquan could be from the island country when he grew up in Tianqingguan. Then he expressed the doubts in his heart.

Li Tiancheng was silent for a long time. He suddenly remembered something his master Li Jinshan said, and instantly guessed Lin Xiaoquan's identity, and then spoke.

"I heard from my master that from the end of the Qing Dynasty to the warlord period, the island country secretly transported hundreds of thousands of island country children to China."

Zhao Dongjiang asked curiously with a puzzled face.

"Why do islanders transport children to China?"

Li Tiancheng continued to answer.

"The reason why they smuggle children to China is to prepare for war. When these children grow up, some of them may enter important departments in China and play a great role on the battlefield."

Fortunately, after these children came to China, most of them died miserably on the streets because they were not acclimatized to the climate, had no one to take care of them, and did not have enough food. Only a very small number were adopted by Chinese families.

Hearing this, Zhao Dongjiang fell into memories again. He clearly remembered that it was during that period that Lin Xiaoquan was taken up the mountain by his master.

Lin Xiaoquan rarely spoke when he first came up the mountain. Many people thought he was mute. Later he started to speak, but his Chinese language was not very good.

The brothers and sisters on the mountain didn't think much about it, thinking he just stuttered. Zhao Dongjiang personally taught him how to speak Chinese.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dongjiang was shocked and said with a murderous look on his face.
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