Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan fumbled for a metal sheet from the secret records of the Baiyi clan, and what surprised Ma Xiaoquan was that the content on the metal sheet...
Ma Xiaoquan squatted down in some pain, holding his head and shaking continuously.
Mrs. Ma couldn't help but worry when she saw Ma Xiaoquan suddenly became like this: "Quan'er, what's wrong? What happened?"
Ma Xiaoquan took two deep breaths, raised his head and forced a smile: "It's okay, grandma, it's okay..."
Mrs. Ma didn't believe it, so she stepped forward and snatched the metal sheet from Ma Xiaoquan's hand, and looked at it under the oil lamp.
"This is..." Mrs. Ma fiddled with the metal sheet up and down, but after looking at it for a long time, she couldn't see the meaning. "Quan'er, what is written on it? Why don't I recognize it?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly and said: "Grandma, you must not recognize this character. I guess only I can recognize this character."
Ma Xiaoquan reluctantly took the metal sheet from Madam Ma's hand, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it again.
"Quan'er, I just heard you talking about Zhao Yuntai? Who is he?"
Ma Xiaoquan kept shaking his head, Zhao Yuntai...even if he told his grandma, she wouldn't understand, but...when did Zhao Yuntai touch this secret book of the Baiyi Clan?
Ma Xiaoquan asked Mrs. Ma: "Grandma, have you ever heard anyone say that everyone has touched this secret book of the Baiyi Clan?"
Mrs. Ma thought for a moment, shook her head and said: "It seems... no... Oh, right." Mrs. Ma patted her forehead, "The old man once said... there is."
A short-haired young man like Quan'er came to my Ma's house and seemed to have read this secret book of the Baiyi Clan..."
"Short-haired young man?" Ma Xiaoquan exclaimed, "What does he look like?"
Mrs. Ma shook her head and said, "I haven't seen him before, but I heard from the old man that the short-haired young man is about the same height as Quan'er."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded. If he guessed correctly, the short-haired young man who was about the same height as himself must be Zhao Yuntai.
But... what makes Ma Xiaoquan a little confused is... where did Zhao Yuntai learn about the Ma family's secret records of the Baiyi clan? And he left such a piece of information in the secret records.
Metal sheet? And on the metal sheet, such a paragraph was written?
"Quan'er, what is written on this metal sheet?" Mrs. Ma asked.
Ma Xiaoquan smiled helplessly and said, "Grandma, if I said that this Zhao Yuntai is the same person as me, would you believe it?"
Mrs. Ma was surprised and said: "A person like you, Quan'er? Er, can he control fire?"
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head.
"Is he immortal?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "I don't know if I have it. I only know that I don't have it."
"Quan'er, you don't have immortality? Huh? Doesn't it say in the family tree that you do?"
Ma Xiaoquan lied: "The family tree is more or less fabricated. In fact, I don't have any immortality."
Mrs. Ma said oh, it seemed that the old man was not too concerned about immortality.
"What about this Zhao Yuntai? What does he know? Why does Quan'er say he is the same as Quan'er?"
Ma Xiaoquan sighed and said: "Zhao Yuntai... To be precise, we are from the same family... But what ability he has, to be honest, I don't know...
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Ma Xiaoquan did not know Zhao Yuntai's information. When he was in the underground world, Mingfa did not share Zhao Yuntai's personal information with Ma Xiaoquan. Of course, according to Mingfa's explanation, very little of Zhao Yuntai's information was retained...
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"Yeah." Ma Xiaoquan remembered the description in the information Huang Jingming left for him: Zhao Yuntai is a paranoid and radical person. If I, Huang Jingming, are called the strongest among the Extreme Soldiers, then Zhao Yuntai should be the strongest among the Extreme Soldiers.
of the wisest.
Ma Xiaoquan was in trouble. Although in fantasy books, it was always said that big fists are the last word... In the face of absolute force, any reason and brainpower are useless, but in fact... a strong man
In addition to having strong strength and a hard fist, the most important thing is to have a smart mind and a superior emotional intelligence.
Although Zhao Yuntai seems not as powerful as Huang Jingming, he is already powerful enough compared to Ma Xiaoquan. What's more, Ma Xiaoquan doesn't know Zhao Yuntai's ability at all, and the crystal cabin that houses Zhao Yuntai in the underground world is also empty.
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After sorting out his thoughts, Ma Xiaoquan turned his head, looked at Mrs. Ma who looked confused, and said with a smile: "Grandma... let's not mention the metal sheet for now. For now, let's think about it first.
How to deal with Lu Zhan now..."
Mrs. Ma nodded and said: "Quan'er, do you think the reason why Lu Zhan wants me to record the secrets of the Baiyi Clan is because of the thin metal sheet in your hand?"
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Well, it's possible."
Old Man Ma boldly suggested: "So, now that we have obtained the metal sheet, can we think that this secret book of the Baiyi Clan is no longer useful?"
"You can say that, but this secret book of the Baiyi Clan is the hard work of my predecessors in the Ma family. If it is handed over to Lu Zhan like this, I am afraid it will be a bit dangerous... So, I am now considering how to
To deal with Lu Zhan?"
Mrs. Ma said: "Quan'er, can we exchange the civet cat for the prince again?"
Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Grandma, it's not so easy to use a civet cat to exchange for a prince, but... I did come up with a good way."
Mrs. Ma asked: "What method?"
Ma Xiaoquan said seriously: "Grandma, if I make our Ma family completely oppose the Lu family, are you afraid?"
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ma frowned and said: "It's not impossible, it's just... the world is still peaceful on the surface, and rashly turning against the Lu family, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to my Ma family, and the Lu family
I have acquaintances in the three parties, but my Ma family...do not belong to any party."
Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "The Three Parties? The Three Parties are nothing to be afraid of. The more terrifying ones are yet to come."
Mrs. Ma didn't understand what Ma Xiaoquan meant, so she didn't interrupt to ask.
What Ma Xiaoquan said is right. The Donglin Party, the Zhejiang Party, and the Chu Party. Once Emperor Taichang dies, the largest party in Chinese history will emerge. This party can be said to have directly pushed the Ming Dynasty into the