Chapter 70: Mystery of the Gods, Reincarnation of Jiazi

With a lot of questions in their minds, Xu Xiang and Feng Baobao returned to Nadutong.

Xu Xiang even called Zhao Fangxu.

"Hey, Lao Zhao, I'm a little unsure about something and want to ask you something."

While talking on the phone, Xu Xiang skillfully took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took a sip, put a cigarette directly in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep puff.

"Tell me what's going on. Even you're not sure about it. It's not a problem, is it? Then don't come to me!"

Zhao Fangxu on the opposite side spoke slowly and patiently, his words showing the amiable attitude of a superior treating a subordinate, mixed with a bit of joking.

It was like the tone that only old friends would use.

"Have you heard of the Pantheon?"

Xu Xiang asked word by word while smoking a cigarette.

The other party was silent for a long time before speaking again: "Old Xu, tell me the truth, how did you know about this organization?"

Xu Xiang could sense the seriousness in Zhao Fangxu's words. If it were an ordinary person, Old Zhao would never take it so seriously. He felt as if he had gotten himself into huge trouble.

He hesitated again and again, but finally decided to tell the truth: "Old Zhao, I met a man from the Pantheon. He was very powerful. I had no chance to fight back against him. I asked him about his background, but he said I was not qualified. Maybe you know something."

Xu Xiang leaned against the wall, deliberately expressing a bit of indignation in his words: "No, you said, I am not qualified as the head of the North China region!"

"What kind of words are these? The Pantheon..."

"Ugh!"

Zhao Fangxu sighed, and a faint light appeared in his eyes under his glasses: "You should come to the company headquarters. Some things are not suitable to be discussed over the phone."

After saying that, Zhao Fangxu hung up the phone.

"Hey Hey hey!"

"What's up with this Lao Zhao? Why is he so mysterious?"

Xu Xiang muttered something, put Xiao Nuo's phone back into his pocket, took a big puff on the cigarette butt, then threw it on the ground and stomped on it hard.

After returning, he saw Feng Baobao in the cafeteria and told her, "Awu, I have to go out for a while. You can eat in the company cafeteria for the next two days. Don't worry about other things. Wait for me to come back."

"Oh! Don't worry, I will definitely stay at home!"

Feng Baobao ate some rice and spoke incoherently.

"Haha, Ah Wu, when can you change the way you eat? Girls, you should be more polite."

But he didn't know what he was thinking of. He touched Feng Baobao's head and said bitterly, "Don't worry, just eat. It's a blessing for a girl to be able to eat. You were starving all those years ago!"

…………

Got off the plane.

Xu Xiang came to Zhao Fangxu's office with ease and pulled over the chair opposite without any courtesy, just like he was at home.

"Tell me what's going on. It's hard to explain it over the phone. Why do you have to make me come here?"

"Old Xu, you shouldn't know about these things, but since you've encountered them, and we've been friends for so many years, and you're a trustworthy person, so..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking about this!"

"Since you asked me to come here, you must tell me. Just tell me directly!" Xu Xiang said impatiently in Trump's accent.

Zhao Fangxu glanced at Xu Xiang and pushed up his glasses: "Come with me!"

After that, he led Xu Xiang into a well-protected data room. There were three combination locks on the way, which made Xu Xiang a little curious about what secrets were hidden in it. Zhao Fangxu introduced: "Only I and a few directors know what is hidden in it. As the head of the region, you are the first to come here."

"Oh, I'm so honored!"

Xu Xiang responded while looking around.

When I walked to the data room on the last floor, I saw only a safe inside, made entirely of steel, with an alarm device on the outside, and even talismans pasted on it.

"Old Zhao, you're going too far!" Xu Xiang said with some doubt. At the same time, he was curious about what on earth could make Zhao Fangxu take so much trouble to protect it.

"Not at all!"

Zhao Fangxu shook his head and then started to open the safe quickly.

Layer after layer.

It was not until the end that Zhao Fangxu solved the mystery.

Inside were a few yellowed black-and-white old photos, some cut newspaper scraps, and a thick notebook.

The images in the photos were already a little blurry, and Xu Xiang even doubted whether the newspaper fragments would break if touched.

"That's it?"

"Yes, that's it!"

Zhao Fangxu nodded solemnly and said with mixed feelings: "Take a look for yourself!"

Xu Xiang picked up the photo carefully.

In the first photo, there is a majestic statue of a god dressed as a military general, with his back against the black sky and a city under his feet. The statue then draws a bow and arrow, and the arrow seems to be scattering flames in the air.

It is noteworthy that there is a vertical eye on the forehead of the statue, which is particularly prominent.

Xu Xiang didn't understand what it meant. He turned the photo over and saw a few numbers written on the back: 37.12...

The last two numbers have become unclear as time has passed.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Xiang picked up another photo.

It is also a statue of a god, with its back against the sky, but it is dressed as an emperor, holding something like an imperial edict, spread out in front of it, as if reading something.

The emperor's robe seemed to be embroidered with patterns of stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Star tracks and Dharma wheels surrounded the statue, making it look like a god in charge of the stars in the sky.

Under his feet, nine dragon sons were arranged in a row, as if they were pulling his chariot. Above the sky, there seemed to be figures of different sizes, but the images were blurry and could not be seen clearly.

There were also numbers written on the back: 4503…

The other photos are similar to these two, but they are taken from different angles.

And in the newspaper, it was written: Great news, Jincheng or something like that. It was a piece of news, but the content involved some kind of god coming to the world, which was a bit like an anecdote.

"What is this?"

After reading this, Xu Xiang became even more confused. How could these children's stories be taken so seriously by Nadutong?
Seeing Xu Xiang's expression, Zhao Fangxu simply pointed out the truth and pointed to the first photo and said, "This photo was taken in December 1937, outside Jincheng."

"Three to seven years! That's just..."

Zhao Fangxu nodded, confirming what Xu Xiang hadn't said, and then pointed to another photo and said, "As for this one, it was taken in March of 1945, which was the year after the Jiashen Rebellion, the Yiyou Year!"

"Sixty years make up a Jiazi year. This year is 2004, also the Jiashen year. It really feels like a reincarnation!"

(End of this chapter)