Yama Rising - 937

His figure stopped abruptly. I looked around.

not a single person.

No one will come here to visit the current situation in Philadelphia.

He walked in silently and observed carefully.

In the picture, Richardman puts his hands on the desk. His face was exactly the same as Xu Fu remembered, but he was much older.

He looked quite elegant, with black-rimmed glasses, and his gray hair gracefully making a ponytail behind him. Has fallen. Wearing a straight suit. And in the picture, he is sitting in front of a solid wooden table, the table top is full of books, and behind it is a dense bookcase.

The whole picture is not abnormal, but… when he looked at Richardman’s right hand, his soul almost trembled.

His right hand is placed in a wooden box, on top of a dark red note. The five fingers are spread out and placed very casually. I am afraid he did not expect that this painting would appear in public at the time.

Therefore, his hands are not enough to cover the notes. Some corners and corners are leaking out, and on these corners…there are actually Chinese characters written!

A flame-like excitement permeated Edward’s soul. The heart began to thump and accelerate, the palms of the hands were all sweating, and the Adam’s apple moved gently-this painting is very detailed, including the Chinese characters on it.

A cloud character, a guest character.

If he guessed correctly, this is Xu Fu’s notes! Because Xu Fu’s dao name is called Yunzhongke! It’s just that the Chinese character was blocked by a half.

Meeting suddenly without warning, it was too sudden. So that Edward’s mind was blank for a moment, and his fingers trembled slightly. After a few seconds, he took a deep breath. Force yourself to calm down. Immediately afterwards, countless questions came to mind.

Notes… The damn Richardman took out notes!

He probably hasn’t turned it on yet, after all… if it were turned on, the world’s Yinsi energy would have come out long ago. No one knows what amazing secrets are hidden in this little notebook.

Then why did he take it out?

“According to the rules of storage, no one can touch it.” He stared at the painting, and muttered: “But, after all, this is an item left by a Yan Luo-level shaman. It has been accumulated over the years, and it has long been from Xu Fu’s body. He has drawn countless Yin Qi. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a ghost weapon. More importantly, the person who stores it…So, is he showing off?”

“Show off the history of the First American Bank? Even a Yan Luo chooses our bank?”

Shaking his head, he stopped working on it. Instead, he stared at the note and looked at it.

He wanted to know whether this notebook could be opened.

After watching for a full minute, he breathed a sigh of relief.

impossible.

Perhaps the note is already psychic, after all, it is the most important item of a high-level Yama. So… it is surprisingly clear on the oil painting. If you look carefully, there are countless complicated dark lines on the cover, and they are clearly distinguishable.

This is not an ordinary obscure pattern.

Even if Edward only watched it for a minute, he felt dizzy in his mind.

This… turned out to be an extremely complicated formation!

Although he couldn’t recognize it, but in the understandable part, he read out the “seal”, “allow”, “destroy” and “forbidden” indicia segments.

“This is not drawn by a painter. No painter can draw so clearly. This is a projection…Because of the yin and yang connection in the dark, this notebook unconsciously casts its own projection on this painting. And this…probably the only painting with clues from the diary.”

He looked behind Richardman, where there was an open door. And on the door, there was an English paragraph of “Board of First American Bank” written impressively.

He licked his lips lightly, suppressed some rapid breathing, and quickly thought: “The good news is that this notebook was probably still in the storage room hidden by the First American Bank. The bad news is…”

He sighed lightly and murmured: “This notebook is actually psychic, and Freemasonry will definitely find it extraordinary. Then…what will they do with it?”

Yes, Matthew’s father took part in the job of hiding the storage room of the First American Bank. The storage room is in the underground palace and has not been moved. There must be a huge secret hidden there and cannot be moved.

but.

Is this notebook still there?

This is not a big item, you can take it away with a single pinch in your arms. Especially… when this notebook has been shown to be extraordinary.

After a long time, he withdrew his gaze.

Is it right? Just look at it.

If there is no clue to the underground church here. So… Even if Matthew is a hornet’s nest, he has to poke him.

Just when his eyes were retracted, the corner of his eyes suddenly jumped and he looked into the picture in amazement.

Just now, he was caught all eyes by Richardman’s right hand. At this moment, he suddenly realized that his left hand was still holding something!

That is the upper part of the wooden box.

Very ordinary wooden box, no hollow carving craftsmanship. However, a line of words was carved with a knife on the yellow solid wood box.

Matthew Conn.

Matthew Conn

At this moment, it seemed like thunder flashed through Edward’s mind. He even raised his hand involuntarily, and rubbed his brows frowning into Chuan.

Matthew Conn… Matthew Conn? !

Richardman can’t be alive! Xu Fu said that he just gave the other party to live to two hundred years and complete the qualifications for this term. But… even if he dies, Matthew’s father…no, Matthew’s grandfather is not yet born!

How can these two people who have been separated by more than a hundred years get involved?

In the dark, he seemed to have touched a giant beast. I touched the opponent’s mouth, wings, and claws, but couldn’t touch the torso, and couldn’t recognize what kind of monster it was.

There is a lack of a main thread…This makes all the information now fragmented and unable to be spliced… He grinds his teeth secretly, which is not the most annoying. What worries him most is…

Richardman used this box to put Xu Fu’s notes, and then… planned to leave it to Matthew?

This notebook… now falls into Matthew’s hands?

Next to the queen bee in the hornet’s nest?

“It’s a damn answer.” He cursed inwardly, never wanting to stay anymore, and walked directly to the door.

As soon as he left, he suddenly discovered that the corridor in front of him was extremely long!

Can’t see the main hall behind, as if it leads to an endless hell!

“You know what.” A voice sounded beside: “It’s impossible for ordinary people to stare at this painting for so long.”

“It’s called Richardman’s portrait. Richardman was finally promoted to treasurer. But his portrait was hailed as a magical portrait. Under the baron, the soul would boil at a glance. And you, actually looked at it for twenty minutes. Zero thirteen seconds.”

This oil painting is hanging around the corner, next to another hall. At this moment, a figure in a suit walked out from the back leisurely.

This is a white man.

He was thin, with a double-stretched beard, his corn-colored hair was spotlessly combed, and he was wearing a high-end hand-made suit. The whole person reveals a kind of extravagance.

However… in Edward’s eyes, the other party is a chaotic and twisted yin spirit! There is no end in sight!

The duke…this is the duke staying in the Masonic church! When did he come here? Or have you noticed yourself a long time ago?

Behind him, followed by two priests.

The other party was not wearing a black priest’s robe, but wearing a snow-white robes with gold rims. Even the cross hanging on the chest is inlaid with white gold and diamonds.

Bishop… two bishops!

It is absolutely not trivial to be accompanied by two bishops of the diocese. Especially… this is one of the lairs of Freemasonry. There was an extremely unknown premonition in Edward’s heart, and he said solemnly: “Your Excellency?”

“Brando DuPont.” He bowed gracefully, and stretched out his hand to gently press: “Ah… don’t be afraid. I’m just curious. Edward Rawls.”

What a fast speed… Did you figure out your identity in the first twenty minutes of paying attention to this painting?

So… he should also know why he came here? After all… The Los Angeles Police Department is likely to have a ghost.

Are you here to “mention” yourself?

Or… a straightforward threat?

Edward was unmoved and looked straight into the other person’s eyes: “I don’t seem to have seen you before.”

“But I felt your guard.” Brando said with a smile: “According to the record, your past is plain. You don’t have the talent for cultivation. Then…you can tell me…”

Between the lightning and flint, he instantly got close to Edward, just behind him. With his hands pressed against his shoulders, his head softly said to his ears: “How did you do this?”

“Um?”

The two bishops had involuntarily separated the two sides, forming a triangle to surround Edward in the center. The magistrate-level infurience on his body was boiling. Edward has no doubt that as long as one is wrong, the other party will definitely shoot!

The muscles tightened instantly and then immediately relaxed. This was clearly felt by Brando, he let out a chuckle, and played his fingers on Edward’s shoulder like playing the piano, which looked extremely ambiguous.

His voice was full of bewitching: “You are reading the’Forbidden Book’.”

His voice is affirmative: “This book, I might know more than you. It comes from a remote, mysterious and powerful country. No one can open it. The runes used are also very advanced. If you tell I, you know. As the leader of the DuPont consortium, I promise you a request.”

Even if Edward had guessed that Brando’s identity was extremely high, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard the seven words from the leader of the DuPont Consortium.

This is… a Lord!

One of the twelve masters of Freemasonry, leader of the DuPont consortium! A non-human Lord!

Damn Lee Jung Sook! Didn’t you say that all the Lords have left the United States? ! What XJB intelligence!

The Lord of Freemasonry was still staying in the Freemasonry Church… He didn’t want to guess what species the other party was, he thought quickly in his mind, and then said, “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

There is no sound behind him.

For a long time, Brando said quietly: “I heard that you are tracking the Matthew Conn family?”

Before answering, his voice became cold: “Listen to a word of advice, some things should be enough.”

“I don’t know whose person is behind you. Please express my kindness to him for me. At this time, Freemasonry has no intention of competing with any powerful forces. But… if anyone steps into our forbidden ground. Then. …He will face war.”

Edward calmly said, “Is this a threat?”

“No, it’s a reminder.” Brando patted him on the shoulder. “I wish you alive and leave Philadelphia.”