HPDBC Chapter 163 The Divine Craftsman's Han Army Flag
Chapter 163 The Divine Craftsman's Han Army Flag
Wang Xiuqiao excitedly stood up:
"benefactor!"
The two young men beside him were stunned by what they saw.
Does this old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation really work?
Jiang Chaosheng's eyes were as calm as an ancient well.
He didn't care at all about being called a benefactor.
Who knows what those buyers call the manager behind the scenes?
Jiang Chaosheng stood up and walked towards the door:
"I'm very busy."
Wang Xiuqiao, wearing high heels, quickly ran forward to lead the way.
She quickly ran to a Volkswagen Passat and took out her phone.
Jiang Chaosheng frowned:
"What are you doing?"
Wang Xiuqiao blinked her eyes:
"Don't drink and drive."
Jiang Chaosheng opened the driver's side door:
"Give me directions."
Wang Xiuqiao glanced at Jiang Chaosheng in surprise.
This god-like person can actually drive?
Wang Xiuqiao got into the car suspiciously and pointed ahead:
"there."
Jiang Chaosheng floored the accelerator, almost launching the car into the air.
"Oh my god!"
Wang Xiuqiao exclaimed in surprise, gripping the handrail tightly with both hands and straining her legs.
.....
When the car arrived at Zhangtun, it was already 11 p.m.
The village is very small, originally with only fifty households.
Young people these days are unwilling to return to the village; those with some means bring their elderly parents to the city.
Even fewer people remain in the village now.
Wang Xiuqiao bought a house in this village to hide the black flag.
The car stopped at a house at the east end of the village.
Wang Xiuqiao got out of the car and leaned against a tree, gagging.
Jiang Chaosheng glanced at the Magotan car, his expression somewhat unnatural.
There are scratches on both sides of the car.
He's really not a very good driver.
In the past, when I rode in the old car of vengeful spirits, the vengeful spirits inside the car were the ones who drove, and I was just sitting in the driver's seat.
After learning the art of spiritual concentration, one's reaction ability far surpasses that of ordinary people, and as long as one understands traffic rules, one can travel safely.
Wang Xiuqiao straightened up, her face pale, and walked towards the Minyuan College, opening the iron gate.
Jiang Chaosheng followed Wang Xiuqiao inside.
......
We entered the house.
Authentic Northeastern Chinese folk house.
Upon entering, you'll find the kitchen and living room; the master bedroom is at the east end, and the side bedroom is at the west end.
There was some dust inside, but it was very clean.
Wang Xiuqiao led Jiang Chaosheng to the east room and found a stool for him to sit down:
"Please wait a moment."
She went to the large cabinet next to the television and started rummaging through it.
A moment later, he took out a black flag.
Made of animal hide, it is decorated with a tiger pattern.
Wang Xiuqiao gently stroked the flag, and suddenly realized what was happening.
I vaguely recall the excitement my father felt when he brought the flag home.
Wang Xiuqiao handed the flag to Jiang Chaosheng.
Jiang Chaosheng grabbed the flag, sensing the faint, wild aura emanating from it, and tucked it into his trench coat.
Number 5-30, Divine Craftsman Han Army Flag.
During the Qing Dynasty, in addition to shamans, mediums, and Black Mother protectors, there was also a divine craftsman in Northeast China.
During ancestral worship ceremonies, the divine craftsman performs a "tiger causing havoc in the ancestral hall" act to ward off evil and bring good fortune to the family.
This ancient flag comes from a family of master craftsmen.
When this family of master craftsmen performed rituals to ward off evil spirits and bring blessings to wealthy households, they would proactively ask for a substantial fee.
When impoverished villagers performed the "Tiger Disrupts the Family Ancestral Hall" ritual, their payment was solely based on tips from the villagers.
If they encountered poor, small households, the master craftsmen would return double the tips they received from the villagers out of their own pockets, and in the end, they would only receive a meal and leave.
According to them:
The reward money is a tribute to the guardian tiger, and it's necessary. But doing good deeds is a person's own business.
With the faith of many mortals and the benevolent care of the divine craftsman, this flag acquired supernatural powers.
A look of relief appeared on Wang Xiuqiao's face:
"Finally, I've fulfilled my father's last wish. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to sleep soundly."
Jiang Chaosheng stood up, took out a few diamonds from his pocket, and placed them on the kang (a heated brick bed).
Wang Xiuqiao was stunned:
What's this?
After Jiang Chaosheng put down the diamond, he walked towards the door:
"You've worked hard all these years taking care of this flag; this is your reward."
To be honest, Wang Xiuqiao is somewhat challenging his values.
In all the years I've run the Zero Antique Shop, there have been many who have refused to return forbidden items, but it's rare to see someone like Wang Xiuqiao who has kept forbidden items safe for so many years.
Keeping promises is a basic human decency, not something to be praised.
However, when everyone has no bottom line, this spirit of contract becomes all the more precious.
Wang Xiuqiao grabbed the diamond and quickly chased after him:
"My benefactor, this won't do, I..."
Wang Xiuqiao chased after him to the door.
It started raining sometime during the day.
The benefactor has also vanished.
Wang Xiuqiao clutched the diamonds tightly.
Her company was in crisis, and this money could save it.
at least,
She can pay off her loans.
Wang Xiuqiao put the diamonds back into her bosom, then, after thinking for a moment, hid them inside her underwear.
She picked up the phone and dialed a number:
"Xiao Liu, are you asleep?"
The voice on the other end was that of a weary young man.
"Sister Wang, not yet."
These past few days, her construction company manager, Xiao Liu, has also been extremely busy dealing with outstanding payments.
Wang Xiuqiao said:
"Besides the bank, we also owe money to General Manager Bai, General Manager Zhao, and General Manager Li."
I'll give you an address. Come here tomorrow and take the money from me.
I'll give you an address. Come here tomorrow and take the money from me.
Please convey my apologies to Mr. Bai and the others.
The house was used to pay off a debt owed to the bank.
You sold the car for me, so I can use the proceeds to give everyone their year-end bonuses.
Xiao Liu exclaimed with delight:
"Sis, did you find the money?"
Xiao Liu quickly realized what was happening:
"No, what do you mean by 'taking the money from you'?"
Why don't you pay back Mr. Bai and the others yourself?
Xiao Liu's voice became tense:
"Sis, what happened?"
Wang Xiuqiao hung up the phone immediately.
She went back to the east room, rummaged through the large wardrobe and found a lot of clothes, finally discovering the hunting rifle hidden under them.
Wang Xiuqiao carried her hunting rifle and went to another place (in some villages in Northeast China, the living room is called "outside place").
She lit a cigarette, sat on the bench, and waited quietly, facing the moonlight outside.
Those two outsiders who coveted the black flag possessed extraordinary abilities.
No matter where they are, they can find themselves.
She has paid off all the debts she owed.
Now, she'll risk her life to collect the debts owed to her.
Those two outsiders had only been in Tianshan City for two years, yet they had already made her feel suffocated.
Yesterday, they even issued an ultimatum.
If they didn't hand over the flag or join them, they would die, or suffer a fate worse than death.
Wang Xiuqiao knew that the two outsiders were able to quickly make a name for themselves in Tianshan City because they possessed something similar to the Black Flag.
Having this thing is practically a cheat code in the mundane world; isn't that just unfair?
My father also values fairness.
So after he used that flag to support his family, he never used it again.
Wang Xiuqiao enjoys reading online novels, but she never reads competitive system novels.
For other competitive players, the system is essentially a cheat that cannot be detected.
Wang Xiuqiao values fairness.
In fact, she could have told Jiang Chaosheng about her predicament.
Tell him you're in dire straits and ask if he could save her, for the sake of protecting the Black Flag all these years.
However, Wang Xiuqiao felt that this was unfair to Jiang Chaosheng.
My benefactor has already helped my father; there's no need for him to risk his life for me, and I have no right to trouble him.
Just then, there were blinding car headlights at the gate of the courtyard.
Wang Xiuqiao bit her cigarette butt, gripping her hunting rifle tightly.
Even if I can't beat you, I can at least hurt you with a gun!
Two people got out of the unfamiliar car parked at the entrance.
One was a hunched old man holding a snuff bottle, and the other was a middle-aged drunkard clutching an empty wine bottle.
The drunkard, his face flushed, staggered over.
"Little girl, so you had a hiding place like this. Is this where you hid things?"
The hunchbacked old man smiled sinisterly:
"How's your decision?"
If you don't give us a satisfactory answer, you should know what you're facing.
Wang Xiuqiao gently touched her chest.
There are hidden diamonds there.
She was afraid that after she died, people would ransack the house, so she hid the diamonds in her underwear.
Surely these two wouldn't strip their own corpses naked, would they?
Wang Xiuqiao picked up the gun:
" Damn it, do you really think I'm a house cat?
"Bang!"
A bullet was fired.
The drunkard sneered and spat out a mouthful of wine.
The wine instantly turned into a raging fire.
The bullet burned to ashes, and even the door of the house caught fire.
Wang Xiuqiao showed no fear and reloaded the gun.
This is a very old hunting rifle, and it's not working very well; I can't seem to pull the bolt back.
The drunkard roared angrily:
"You damned woman, you must die today!"
The drunkard breathed another mouthful of flame at Wang Xiuqiao.
Wang Xiuqiao chuckled and shook her head, then reached out to cover her chest.
To be precise, it's about protecting the diamonds inside the bra.
She closed her eyes.
But after waiting for more than ten seconds, no burning sensation came.
She opened her eyes suspiciously, and a large black door appeared at the entrance to the courtyard, blocking the flames.
Behind the black door, in front of her, was a figure dressed in a black suit and black trench coat, standing at a distance.
Wang Xiuqiao murmured:
"benefactor?"
Jiang Chaosheng looked back:
"I forgot to pay you back for the car fare."
Wang Xiuqiao suddenly looked towards the entrance of the courtyard, at her Volkswagen Magotan.
My benefactor drove fast, but his driving skills were terrible; he scraped the curb several times along the way.