Chapter 1021

Strange Changes in the Buddha Statue

Li Xiao paused for a moment after speaking.

"I'll have Moss share this conversation with the others later."

Chu Xuan nodded, and the projection disappeared.

Then, Zhao Yingkong and he descended to the area below where the commotion had occurred.

Shanghai Garrison Command.

Just past midnight, a burst of gunfire erupted.

The heavily guarded security zone was instantly activated.

However, this noise and chaos could not last more than fifteen minutes.

As two figures descended from the sky, the military region seemed to be instantly silenced.

The empty concrete playground seemed to be shrouded in an invisible pressure.

Both sides, who had been fighting each other, were now lying on the ground, heads bowed and ears tucked in.

However, because it was all done in such a rush, everyone was in a different pose, and some of them were even clearly twisted and broken.

Once it was confirmed that no one was able to move.

Zhao Yingkong then withdrew the terrifying spiritual pressure she had released.

Although it was only for a moment, it was amazing enough.

After landing, Chu Xuan popped out a token that hovered in front of him.

Some people who had initially wanted to resist fell silent after witnessing this scene.

"S-lord!"

"The Buddha's Hand citron is on his body!"

A hoarse voice rang out, and a middle-aged man in a police uniform, with a plump build, pointed to a figure not far away.

Chu Xuan looked over and made a backhand move.

A figure that was lying on the ground just a second ago is now suspended in mid-air.

This was a young man in a police uniform, but his eyes were blurry and he looked absent-minded.

His body was riddled with bullet holes, and upon closer inspection, some bullets could be seen lodged in his bones.

Zhao Yingkong was originally dozens of meters away from this person.

But a gentle breeze blew, and the figure vanished.

When they reappeared, they were already standing right in front of the young man.

With a swing of his long sword, the young man's clothes tore apart layer by layer.

But nothing was found.

Sensing Zhao Yingkong's icy gaze, the middle-aged man on the ground hurriedly spoke:
"It must be him. He just flew up, and he has special abilities. He's fearless and has killed a lot of people!"

He didn't need to say it.

The bloodstains on the young man's clothes and the smell of blood in this guard area indicate what happened here.

After scanning the other person's body with her gaze, Zhao Yingkong gently raised the Soul-Slaying Blade in her hand.

A right hand, along with its entire arm, flew out from the man's right side.

The fleshy sheen on the arm quickly faded, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a Buddha's hand.

The young man was riddled with bullet holes, from which copious amounts of blood gushed out, and he became a corpse within seconds.

Chu Xuan looked at the blood flowing from the severed arm and exchanged a glance with Zhao Yingkong.

Then Chu Xuan lowered his head: "Tell me what just happened?"

“I…I am…Liu Fenghua, the district chief of the garrison. The right hand of this Buddha statue is a cultural relic that I collected some time ago.”

"After receiving the imperial order in the afternoon, I wanted to report it immediately, but I wanted to confirm it again."

"Then he suddenly disappeared. I immediately put the entire camp on guard, and tonight, just after midnight, this madman started going on a killing spree... and, he's not afraid of bullets..."

"...Then you two arrived."

Chu Xuan looked at the Buddha hand statue in front of him, an electromagnetic pistol appeared out of thin air in his hand, and then he pulled the trigger.

As the bullet struck the Buddha's wrist, the bullet, made of special alloy, was ejected.

The statue itself was undamaged.

"Come here."

Chu Xuan casually pointed to the person closest to him.

He watched as the young man in his twenties trembled as he stood up.

"Come here and hold the statue."

Upon hearing Chu Xuan's words, the young man looked at the token and then at the strange Buddha's hand.

"Yes, Special Envoy!"

After saying that, the young man gritted his teeth and gripped it tightly.

The stone statue suddenly lit up and merged with the young man's palm.

As the hand disappeared, the young man's eyes darkened, and he turned and ran away.

But they hadn't even taken the first step yet.

The tip of a snow-white longsword was pressed against the tip of his nose.

It can be said.

If he had been just a fraction faster, that sharp longsword would have pierced his head.

Upon seeing this, the darkness in his eyes vanished instantly.

Feeling the open wound on the tip of my nose.

The young man immediately knelt down.

Before he could beg for mercy, Chu Xuan walked to the man's right side and neatly cut off his arm.

As flesh and blood separated, the young man didn't even feel much pain before he saw his arm being removed by Chu Xuan.

The time was so short that the young man could even see the muscle twitching at the wound site.

Strangely, the Buddha statue's right hand returned to its original stone color after being removed from the human body.

It returned to its original state.

Chu Xuan ignored the stares of others and tapped his wrist-based smart device again.

"Moss, make a note of this."

“The Buddha statue parts can merge with the person and become part of them, and then possess their consciousness or influence the host’s actions.”

"I speculate that during the period when the Yellow Turban Warriors appeared, those who merged with the Buddha statues would have the ability to fly, and other special possibilities cannot be ruled out."

"Moreover, the defensive capabilities of the Buddha statue's components are extremely impressive."

As Chu Xuan spoke, he suddenly remembered something.

"Also, tell Li Xiao that I suspect there's something wrong with the Buddha head."

After finishing speaking, Chu Xuan closed the communication, took out a vial that was flashing with blue fluorescence, squatted down and stabbed it into the young man's arm.

Then Chu Xuan and Zhao Yingkong took off and disappeared without a trace.

After a while, they confirmed that the two had really disappeared.

The commander, who had just looked frightened, stood up.

"Those two-faced bastards actually dare to go against His Majesty, they've really had enough of living."

"Someone come here? What are you waiting for? Hurry up and take Xiao Fang to the medical room. Do I even need to tell you? Taking care of you guys every day is really exhausting."

"The men from the Third Brigade disposed of all the bodies."

Upon hearing this, the two soldiers helped the young man, who was curled up on the ground groaning, to his feet.

But as soon as he stood up, the soldier on the right plopped down on his bottom.

"Commander!"

"Xiao Fang's hand..."

Commander Liu looked over and then noticed.

The young man's severed right hand had already grown back to its original size.

At that very moment, the bloodless white muscles rolled and coalesced, emitting a white mist with an extremely high temperature.

Not to mention the other soldiers.

Even the commander of the Shanghai Garrison was dumbfounded.

"My goodness, the imperial court is truly full of immortals!"

After saying this, the commander quickly bowed in the direction the two had left.

There are still words in his mouth.
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at the same time.

In Shanxi, Jonathan, sporting dark circles under his eyes, was clinging to Li Xiao's leg and crying loudly.

"Brother, brother, I have an eighty-year-old mother to support, a newborn baby crying for milk, and a nephew to take care of. Please, brother."

Li Xiao's lips twitched as he watched Jonathan, who was crying and sniffling.

"Jonathan, look at yourself. Do you think I don't know who's in your family? When I first met you, you were being chased and beaten by Evelyn for soliciting prostitutes. Bah, you old bachelor, where did you get a mother and children?"

After saying that, he turned to one side and said, "Come on, Imhotep, come help quickly."

“I just calculated that these Yellow Turban warriors are not moving very fast right now.”

“Since the Buddha statue reacts every time they appear, Jonathan can fly a kite as long as he runs fast enough.”

Imhotep nodded in understanding: "But then, Jonathan..." Li Xiao clapped his hands: "Uh, it should be fine. This is Jonathan, I trust him."

Jonathan grabbed Li Xiao's leg and shook his head vigorously: "Big brother, I don't even believe in myself, where do you get such confidence to believe in me?"

Li Xiao patted the other person on the shoulder: "A person should have the courage to believe in themselves. I believe in you."

"Come!"

No matter how much Jonathan struggled, a strangely shaped human-machine hybrid eventually appeared on the two of them.

Jonathan currently has a Green Goblin skateboard on his front and back.

It was bound to its body by chains made of black scarabs that interlocked with each other.

Meanwhile, Jonathan in the middle had been stripped naked, and Imhotep was using a feather to dip into a dark green liquid and write something.

Are you sure this will increase the speed?

Imhotep turned around: "Of course, you're questioning my expertise?"

As he spoke, he raised the Book of the Dead in his hand.

"However, according to the time calculation, the Yellow Turban Warriors should still be around for more than ten hours. Aren't we preparing a little too early?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiao looked at Jonathan, whose work was already completed.

"Um, it seems so, but since things are already like this, let's just stay here."

Imhotep was just saying that; his hands didn't stop moving.

Jonathan desperately wanted to say, "How could you two say such devilish things?"

He himself has gone from crying and wailing to the next stage.

His eyes were lifeless, and his face was withered.

He was at the mercy of the two men.

It felt as if I had experienced some major life event.

Jonathan now regrets it.

He regretted not taking Imhotep with him and running away.

And foolishly stayed in Shanghai, walking right into a trap.

While modifying the Jonathan aircraft, the two did not forget to continue their journey.

As darkness fell, Li Xiao and Imhotep arrived at the place where Jonathan had buried the Buddha head.

"Inside the cave on the right side of the mountain where the thirteenth big tree is located."

"Jonathan, are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Where are the big trees left here?"

Li Xiao and his two companions stood amidst the devastation of the forest.

It's called a forest, but it's actually been completely cut down.

After seeing the footprints and holes all around, how could Jonathan not know what had happened?

There were even several broken Luoyang shovels lying casually on the ground not far away.

Li Xiao walked to the cave entrance that Jonathan had pointed to. After confirming that the Buddha head was no longer there, he pointed directly at his wrist.

"Moss begins scanning with a radius of 100 meters centered on me."

“Tracing back the footprints to deduce the scenario.”

Done.

One by one, fireflies-like entities flew out from Li Xiao's wrist, scattering beams of red light.

The originally messy footprints on the muddy ground were separated one by one and then neatly arranged.

A few minutes later, one after another, illusory figures formed by four-dimensional projection appeared before the three of them.

These people were very orderly and marched forward in a neat, orderly line.

Each person's height and behavioral habits can be recorded.

Even the time these people arrived and left, as well as what they did in between, were marked.

Even the well-traveled Imhotep was astonished and gaped when he saw this.

"How did you do that?"

"How can you tell the time from it?"

Li Xiao rubbed his chin: "It should be calculated based on the surrounding environment, the degree of dust accumulation on the ground, and the recovery status of the plants under the footprints, etc."

"What about the movements and height of these people?"

"It's footprints. There's something called big data, which can calculate a person's height and weight based on the size of their footprints and the degree of force they exerted."

Imhotep was puzzled, feeling as if he had come across some unusual knowledge.

What Li Xiao didn't mention was that this was also a new ability that Moss's clone developed after entering the AI.

The computing power of the AI ​​from the Star Age is astonishing; it can be said to be terrifyingly accurate.

While we may not claim to be able to predict the future, various big data models are sufficient to deduce certain aspects of the not-so-distant past.

For example, like the one we have now.

In contrast to the two people being discussed...

Jonathan, who had initially only harbored some doubts, went berserk after seeing one of the commanders at the very front of the projections.

"Yan Xishan, I'll fuck your grandma's legs!"

"You old bastard, just you wait! How dare you steal my Buddha head..."

Jonathan stopped typing after receiving friendly greetings from his family.

Are you sure it's Yan Xishan?

Jonathan nodded vigorously.

"It must be him, this is Shanxi territory."

"And although this projection doesn't have facial features, I know that commander who likes to stand on his tiptoes. He's a short, pot-bellied adjutant of Yan Xishan. He's all wicked, I spit on him!"

“I said that when I left back then, these people looked at me strangely. It turns out they had already planned to take advantage of my Buddha head.”

"How dare they deceive such a kind international friend as me!"

Li Xiao rubbed his chin.

"Chu Xuan said that the Buddha statue can be integrated into the body. If Yan Xishan really took your Buddha head, then now..."

Li Xiao didn't continue speaking, but instead activated the third stage of the gene lock again.

(In the timeline I know, the Buddha statues do not have the special ability to merge with ordinary people, but there is no Dragon Emperor there, so the Buddha statue fragments spread all over the world.)

Now all the Buddha statue fragments are imprisoned in Asia, so has the method of difficulty been changed?

No, the biggest change compared to the original work is not the Qin state, but the Dragon Emperor.

It's highly likely that the Dragon Emperor and Guo Lin did something in the Hanging Pavilion that caused the Buddha statue to change.
After confirming that they had found nothing else, the three set off again.

Li Xiao said from the air: "According to what Dongfang said, the Qin state still maintains the prefecture-county system."

"However, in Shanxi, the army under the jurisdiction of the prefect is not as powerful as Yan Xishan's."

Imhotep nodded: "So, we should go find the governor of Shanxi first?"

Li Xiao shook his head: "No, go directly to Yan Xishan."

"With Jonathan on our side, he should come looking for us."

Taiyuan City, Shanxi Province.

Only a few years after the war, the city has already come back to life.

The sky was just before dawn.

Three figures stood in the air, pointing and gesturing downwards, seemingly saying something.

Until they were discovered.

After more and more people gathered on the ground, Li Xiao and Imhotep finally landed.

Upon seeing the two land, countless people immediately bowed down in worship.

They either call themselves gods or immortals.

Of course, such people are only the majority; there are also some whose eyes reveal greed and fanaticism as they look at the "flying sword" under Li Xiao's feet.

Because the Green Goblin skateboard is powered by electricity, there is no external emission of flames or airflow.

Furthermore, its streamlined shell and sci-fi presentation make it look more like a "flying sword" than a real flying sword.

Despite Imhotep being a foreigner, the presence of Jonathan, who had been turned into a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), was particularly bizarre.

However, this did not prevent Li Xiao from being called a god by the common people on earth.

Li Xiao, however, ignored the sensation that had already been caused and went to a breakfast shop to eat like an ordinary person.

Just like Li Xiao said.

Before I could even finish my bowl of hot soup, someone came knocking on the door.

Showing off one's abilities in front of others is always the fastest way.

The Military Governor's Office of Shanxi.

The former Taiyuan Pacification Headquarters was Yan Xishan's stronghold before the Dragon Emperor's resurrection.

It is also the power center of Shanxi.

However, with the resurrection of this Dragon Emperor and his unparalleled power to cleanse the world, even Yan Xishan, known as the King of Shanxi, had to bow his head. (End of Chapter)