Chapter 110 Nine-Layered Palace Bell

Jiang Wuzu paused.

Han Zhong asked, "What's wrong?"

"Didn't you hear that? There was a ringing sound just now."

"No." Han shook his head.

Jiang Wuhuan looked around the spacious study room with an antique feel. On the left was a row of antique shelves reaching up to the ceiling, on which were placed all kinds of antiques. On the right against the wall were two rows of bookshelves, but there were no bells or anything like that.

Han Zhong also asked the housekeeper if there were any bells or other things in the study, and the housekeeper said no.

"My father doesn't like noise, so there is nothing noisy in his study. Even the walls and windows are made of soundproofing materials. Mr. Jiang must have heard it wrong."

"Impossible." Jiang Wu never doubted his perception. He did hear the ringtone, and it seemed strangely familiar.

Han Zhong didn't ask him why he insisted on using one voice. He turned to the butler and asked, "Can we take a look around?"

The butler nodded, "Of course."

There are three red sandalwood antique display shelves in a row. There are not many antiques on them, but there are many types. In addition to the common porcelain and jade items, there are also bronze, inlaid gold and other ornaments. Judging from the aura contained in them, almost all of them are authentic.

Jiang Wu glanced over the nearly one hundred antiques one by one, but did not find anything that could make a sound, so he walked to the bookshelf on the other side and his eyes fell on a mahogany box placed alone at the highest point of the bookshelf.

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The crisp bell sounded again. Jiang Wuxin's heart moved slightly. He pointed at the box and asked, "What's in it?"

The butler looked confused for a moment. It was obvious that he had never noticed such a box before. Normally, he would never sweep such a high place when he led people to clean.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind them, "That is an antique passed down from the Qin family."

Jiang Wu and his companions turned around and saw Qin Yuyan standing at the door of the study, with Zhou Yannan's uncle, nephew and grandson beside him.

"Are you well?" Jiang Wu asked.

Zhou Yannan put his hands in his pockets and said casually, "No, I can't cure it alone."

This is an interesting statement. If one person cannot cure the disease, it means that help is needed. Jiang Wu looked at the three people blocking the door and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Me?"

Zhou Yannan snapped his fingers, "Smart."

Qin Yuyan looked helpless, "I have already told Mr. Zhou that Mr. Jiang can only let my father live for another week, but Mr. Zhou insisted that you can save my father."

Zhou Yannan said calmly, "Of course he can save her, but he just doesn't want to."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wu said nothing.

His tacit attitude made Qin Yuyan panic, "...Mr. Jiang, if you can save my father, no matter what it is, as long as it does not affect the Qin family's century-old foundation, I can agree to it."

Jiang Wu did not respond, but looked up at the mahogany box, "Can I see what's inside?"

Qin Yuyan would naturally not refuse someone when he needed a favor, so he immediately asked someone to bring a folding ladder, personally took down the palm-sized mahogany box, and opened it in front of everyone.

The mahogany box, about the size of an adult's palm, was covered with burgundy velvet, with a coin-sized golden round bell placed in the middle.

The housekeeper was surprised, "There really is a bell!"

Qin Yuyan and Zhou's uncle, nephew and grandson all looked over. The housekeeper explained, "Mr. Jiang came in just now and said he heard a bell. He asked me if there was a bell in the study. I said no. Who knew there was really a bell in this mahogany box?"

Zhou Changming wondered, "That's not right. This bell is embedded in the box and can't be moved. How can it make a sound?"

"Even if it could move, this bell wouldn't make any sound."

Qin Yuyan picked up the golden bell, and everyone discovered that although the bell was only the size of a coin, it had many layers, and the pattern on each layer was different.

"This is a nine-layer palace bell. It is small in shape, but has nine layers inside. Each layer can rotate. There is a golden ball at the innermost part, but because of the nine layers, the sound of the bell cannot be heard at all."

Everyone was stunned. If there was no bell sound, then what did Jiang Wu hear? And why did he know that there was a bell in the box?

Fortunately, when they saw with their own eyes the golden and red spells surrounding Jiang Wu when he was fighting with Zhou Yannan in the backyard just now, they had already realized that Jiang Wu was not an ordinary person, so they were not too surprised at this moment.

Qin Yuyan realized something and tried to ask, "If Mr. Jiang is willing to save my father, this Nine-Layered Palace Bell can be given to Mr. Jiang."

"Okay." Jiang Wu seemed to be waiting for her to say this and agreed without any hesitation.

However, before Qin Yuyan could be happy, Han Zhong, who was standing quietly beside her, suddenly spoke up, "I don't agree."

Several people were stunned. Qin Yuyan hadn't spoken yet, but Zhou Changming asked curiously, "Why?"

In his opinion, not only can he save people, but he can also make the Qin family owe him a big favor. It is definitely a good deal. He doesn't understand why such a smart person like his childhood friend doesn't understand this.

Han Zhong glanced at him sideways, but didn't reply. Instead, he tilted his head to look at Jiang Wu, "What is the price of saving people?"

This sentence instantly enlightened Zhou Changming. Apart from Han Zhong, he knew Jiang Wu best among those present.

Jiang Wu seems to be ignorant, but he is actually clearer than anyone else. He has weighed the value of everything and will prepare for the greatest cost in advance. He rushed into the fire scene to save his assistant without hesitation, which shows that he is not a person who would not save others. So the reason why he was unwilling to save Qin's father before was probably because the cost was too high.

Sure enough, facing Han Zhong's question, Jiang Wu was speechless for a moment, but still answered honestly, "It will become weak."

Han Zhong didn't know what he meant by weakness, but for someone who dared to climb the 16th floor barehanded in the middle of the night, it must be a serious risk, so he said, "I don't agree."

The atmosphere in the study room was stagnant for a moment. Qin Yuyan glanced at Han Zhong's cold and hard face, pursed her lips, and looked at Jiang Wu, "If Mr. Jiang can save my father, not only this bell, but also other things that the Qin family can take out, I will definitely not refuse."

"I just want this bell." Jiang Wu took the bell out of the box, "I agree."

Han Zhong's face darkened. He was very angry, but because there were outsiders present, he couldn't say anything to Jiang Wu. He just looked at him coldly, "Is this bell so important?"

"yes."

"More important than your life?"

“…”

Jiang Wu was stunned. Of course, it was not as important as his life, but he didn't know how to explain it. He could only say, "I'll tell you later."

This answer obviously did not satisfy Han Zhong, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Wu rarely saw Han Zhong like this. Just as he was thinking about how to appease him, Zhou Yannan said listlessly, "The old man can't stay up all night. If you don't do anything, I'll leave."

Since Jiang Wu had already decided to save people, he naturally didn't want to delay, so he left after saying "Let's talk about it when we get back" to Han Zhong.

Several people from the Qin family also hurried over, leaving only Han Zhong and Zhou Changming in the study, while the housekeeper was waiting at the door.

Zhou Changming looked at his childhood friend's gloomy face and said soothingly, "Jiang Wu is a man who never puts himself in a difficult position. Since he has agreed, he must have known what was going on. Don't worry."

Han Zhong frowned and looked at him, "The person Zhou Yannan is looking for is Jiang Wu?"

"Yes, didn't you just hear that Jiang Wu took someone else's black jade, and my third uncle came to ask for it back."

"I took the jade."

Zhou Changming was stunned. How could his brother, who strictly abided by traffic regulations, take other people's things without permission?

"The jade suddenly appeared on a grave on the back hill of Qingming Mountain." Han Zhong's eyebrows knitted tighter as he spoke, and his tone became a little hesitant. "I don't know why I took the jade at that time. By the time I realized it, it was already in my hand."

Zhou Changming swallowed his saliva and said, "What you said is really creepy."