Qingtang Reservoir is remote and has always been quite quiet.
But when they arrived today, things were completely different. There were many police officers inside, and they had even set up a cordon.
Qin Zhi and Jiang Si exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of worry in each other's eyes.
They walked over quickly.
Qin Zhi is a big boss with countless taxes paid by his businesses, while Jiang Si is a notorious charlatan. They were recognized as soon as they arrived.
Although I was a little puzzled as to why a rich man and Jiang Si would come to a place like this.
The person in charge of this case was an old acquaintance, Captain Li from the Criminal Investigation Division.
When he saw Jiang Si coming over, he told someone and walked out of the police line.
There shouldn't be any feudal superstition involved this time.
"Miss Jiang, what are you doing here?"
There were too many people inside, and Jiang Si couldn't see clearly. She asked, "What's going on inside?" She had a feeling of unease. This place was protected by the Bixi (a mythical creature), so nothing serious should happen.
Captain Li glanced at Jiang Si, then at Qin Zhi, and figured it wasn't exactly a secret case, so he just told her.
"Someone called the police today saying that a huge sea turtle had been thrown ashore in Qingtang Reservoir and was suspected of being murdered, so we rushed over."
Upon hearing this, Qin Zhi and Jiang Si's expressions changed drastically.
Who could possibly defeat Bixi?!
Jiang Si steadied herself: "Can we go in and take a look?"
Team Leader Li silently took a deep drag on his cigarette and said, "Okay, I'll take you in."
It shouldn't cause any trouble with a dismembered turtle.
Because it involved a giant, possibly unidentified, creature, people from the forestry bureau were also called in.
Jiang Si and Qin Zhi pulled up the cordon and quickly walked up.
On the shore, the Bixi's eyes were closed, its entire body was turned over, revealing its soft, white belly, and its four legs, which had been kicking, were detached and haphazardly placed to the side.
Experts from the forestry bureau were squatting beside him, busy with something, their faces showing surprise and excitement.
“This must be a new variety. We haven’t seen any relevant records. We need to transport it back for research immediately.”
A wave of sadness washed over Jiang Si.
This is Bixi, one of the nine sons of the dragon, yet it has been treated so badly.
He still remembered that night when he came to her for help in the middle of the night for a stranger, a moment of righteous indignation, but now he was left here as if he had been dismembered.
Jiang Si wanted to say something, but Qin Zhi stopped her and gently shook his head at her.
He whispered to her, "We'll figure out a way to sneak out tonight."
Jiang Si also calmed down.
Looking at their expressions, Captain Li asked, "Do you know what this is?"
Jiang Si forced a smile, "An ancient divine tortoise, perhaps."
"I won't bother you anymore."
She had to go back immediately to discuss it with Qin Zhi.
The two men came in a hurry and left in a hurry. Although Captain Li had his suspicions, he really couldn't figure it out.
Could it be some kind of divine tortoise in front of them? Let's take a look.
In the living room, Jiang Si paced back and forth, deep in thought: "Although Bixi doesn't have the magic power it possessed in its prime, it is still an ancient divine beast. Who has the ability to deal with it?"
Qin Zhi sat on the sofa, propping his forehead with one hand, and said, "Stop pacing around. We'll know everything once we rescue the person."
Although Qin Zhi was also puzzled, the fact that Bixi was trapped there due to divine punishment did not mean that he had lost his magical power.
Even if he were to fight Bixi, he would not be able to escape unscathed. Is there really such a master in this world?
The man did not kill the Bixi, but severely injured it, in a humiliating manner.
I don't know what deep-seated hatred it was.
Perhaps it's because they want to use the divine power of the Bixi to strengthen the seal on the Asura Sect?
What Qin Zhi could think of, Jiang Si could also think of.
The two fell silent at the same time.
Perhaps it really is because of them?
If things in the world happen too often, they are no longer coincidences.
Qin Zhi took out the material from his treasure vault, and with a gentle stroke, it became exactly the same as the Bixi he had seen during the day.
"Puppetry?"
Qin Zhi's puppetry was different from what she had seen before. Qin Zhi's puppets were exactly the same as the originals, and even under X-ray, there would be no flaws. It was the perfect tool for switching objects.
That night, the two concealed their presence and aura, and, with the fake Bixi, sneaked in openly.
The Bixi was handed over to the research institute overnight, but before any research could be carried out, it was sealed in a freezer.
Jiang Si glanced at the surveillance camera, and in just one moment, the image froze on a single frame.
Anyway, the visuals won't change.
They secretly swapped the puppet for the real one and put it in the freezer, then took the real one and ran away.
The whole process lasted less than two minutes.
Jiang Si silently said "I'm sorry".
In any case, the research process is the same; whether it's a puppet or not makes no difference to the research results.
Bixi is a divine tortoise, born with the ability to breathe like a tortoise.
They discovered during the day that the Bixi still had a faint breath.
Back at the villa, Qin Zhi placed the Bixi (a mythical creature) inside.
The Bixi was too badly injured and was still in a state of rest.
This only ensures his survival, but it will still take a lot of effort to restore Bixi to his original state.
"Do you need the Resurrection Grass?" Jiang Si asked.
As the name suggests, the resurrection herb has the effect of bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh and bones. Of course, this is an exaggeration. Bringing the dead back to life is a feat against nature, which cannot be accomplished by a mere herb. However, the resurrection herb's ability to restore flesh and bones is real.
If your hands or feet are cut off, as long as you're not dead, the resurrection herb can reattach them.
It's just that the place where this incredibly effective thing is located is a bit difficult to access.
"Is it really only there?" Jiang Si asked, not really hoping.
Qin Zhi also wanted to sigh, "Yes, it's only found in that place."
The Resurrection Grass grows deep in the Misty Mountains of the Demon Realm, where fog lingers year-round, making it impossible to see one's hand in front of one's face.
More importantly, it is said that the ancient demon Jiuying is inside.
The Nine-Headed Serpent was incredibly powerful, almost on par with gods in ancient times. Ultimately, due to its numerous evil deeds, it was sealed within the Misty Mountain. However, it was only sealed; it didn't suffer much damage.
The Nine-Headed Serpent has nine heads; even if one head is cut off, it still has eight heads.
Each head possesses considerable magical power.
What's terrifying is that if one head is severed, the magical power will be evenly distributed among the remaining heads. The most effective way is to kill all nine heads of the Nine-Headed Serpent at the same time; otherwise, even if it becomes a behemoth, it's still too much to handle, and you might already be exhausted.
It is said that many demons have heard the roars of monsters coming from the misty mountains from time to time.
And this is the roar of the Nine-Headed Serpent.
Not long after, Jiang Si returned to Luoxia Village once again.
It seemed that the original inhabitants of the village all knew they had been exposed, so they simply stood up openly and stopped pretending.
Jiang Si no longer has to see the smoke from the chimneys that always point in one direction.
Grandpa stood behind, looking somewhat embarrassed in front of Jiang Si.
Jiang Si took off her hat. "No matter what, you will always be my grandfather." She would never forget how her grandfather raised her. Perhaps there were ulterior motives involved, but his heart was always the same.
Grandpa responded happily with "Hey, hey."
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