C10 Red Water Array

The dense fog became denser and denser until they couldn't even see each other face to face. The water in the fog had already soaked everyone's clothes and hair, causing Huang Kun to shiver from the cold.

Wang Kunpeng asked: "You've never participated in this sort of thing before?"

"No," Huang Kun replied, "In the past, it had always been my grandfather who stepped in."

Wang Kunpeng replied with an "Oh", then said: "Your grandfather has hidden you pretty well, looks like he wants you to replace Huang Xi."

"My cousin," Huang Kun said. "Impossible. "My grandfather hasn't been with this family for many years."

Wang Kunpeng shook his head, "Your family's old man is so powerful, he refused to speak the truth even before death."

Huang Kun was stupefied, he simply did not know what Wang Kunpeng was saying.

Suddenly, someone on the boat exclaimed, "Why is it red!"

It was only then that Huang Kun saw that the water vapor on his and Wang Kunpeng's body had already turned into blood when it stuck to their bodies. At the same time, the faint sounds of killing could be heard from the fog.

"Red Water Array." Wang Kunpeng said to Huang Kun, "Back then, I almost died in this array."

Shen Dexu was not far away to begin with, and when he heard the word "Red Water Array" from Wang Kunpeng's mouth, his heart tightened. Thinking back to Wang Kunpeng's seniority, he said to Wang Kunpeng: "Superintendent Wang, I heard that you were afraid of water when you hit?"

"Yes." Wang Kunpeng answered, "But last time it was also the people from the Huang Family who helped me."

Suddenly, the boat collided with something. Shen Dexu immediately asked in a loud voice, "Did it run aground, or did it crash into a reef?"

The Sailor from the Board answered immediately, "No, the boat is still moving normally. It just hit something on the left."

Everyone rushed to the port side, Wang Kunpeng said to Huang Kun, "You cannot move, stay here."

The people from the Long Range Rover immediately switched their lights to the left side of the ship. At that moment, they saw a blurry object slowly floating towards the distance.

Everyone who knew of the past history of Yichang understood it in their hearts, and went silent, no longer cackling. It was a long distance bus, and from the look of its carapace, it looked like a ten-year old passenger car. Back then, a passenger car had sank into the Yangtze River from the red flower ferries downstream. It was said that when the accident happened, the Changjiang River was covered in fog. The long distance bus carrying over 70 people glided silently from the ferry into the Yangtze River. When the ferry docked, it was discovered that the coach had disappeared. The presumed cause of the accident was that the driver had not pulled the handbrake and that the forward fender of the ferry had not been raised.

Right now, this bus was floating in the river, with half a corpse emerging from every window. Both of its hands were already stiff, maintaining a posture of holding it up. This bus, which had sunk into the river more than ten years ago, floated in front of everyone for a while before disappearing into the thick fog with the cart full of corpses.

Now, everyone was completely convinced of Wang Kunpeng's promise just now. He only had the ability to get everyone to leave this section of the river with their safety belts.

Because these were the words that Wang Kunpeng did not say clearly just now, they had touched upon an array while digging through iron plates on the surface of a river.

With the appearance of the two wrecked ships that had disappeared for many years on the Yangtze River, everyone understood how terrible the situation had become without Wang Kunpeng's explanation. They had both been on the Yangtze River for their entire lives, but they had never experienced such an environment.

Wang Kunpeng returned to the bow of the ship, looked at it for a while, and then said to Shen Dexu: "Turn around."

Shen Dexu did not dare to be negligent and immediately commanded the chief engineer on the boat to turn around. The roller coaster slowly turned around, but the river water was like a huge dishwasher, tightly holding onto the bottom of the ship. The boat turned with great difficulty.

The entire process was extremely long, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on Wang Kunpeng's and Huang Kun's face.

The boat finally turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and Wang Kunpeng let out a long sigh, "It's coming out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ship seemed to have broken free of some restraints and began to move quickly on the surface of the river. A few minutes later, the fog on the surface dissipated.

Shen Dexu determined the direction of the ship and saw that it had already reached the river segment of Yidu, and was only tens of kilometers away from the location of the salvage iron plate.

Wang Kunpeng walked to Shen Dexu's side and said, "We need to seal off this part of the river for another two days. Also, we need to seal off all news."

"What are you worried about?" Shen Dexu asked.

"I'm worried that someone will know about this," Wang Kunpeng explained. "There will be big trouble."

Shen Dexu thought for a while, then said to Wang Kunpeng, "When we return to the city, I have something to show you."

Wang Kunpeng looked at Shen Dexu for a while, "I knew that you would discover something." Then, he turned around and said to Huang Kun, "You too."

The matter regarding the salvaging of the anchor was resolved under Shen Dexu's command. Everyone involved had received the order to keep it a secret from their superiors. Of course, there was a certain amount of financial compensation.

Shen Dexu brought Wang Kunpeng and his to the Three Gorges Hydrological Management Office on Victory Road. At the bottom of the canteen, there was a secret meeting room. Shen Dexu dismissed his subordinates, leaving behind only three people. Then, he carefully closed the doors and windows. He took out a mobile phone from his pocket — the one that a young sailor from the Long Range Transport Bureau had taken a picture of when the Yangtze River was cut off.

Shen Dexu showed the photo on his phone to Wang Kunpeng. After seeing it, Wang Kunpeng's body stiffened and he did not say anything for a long time. Huang Kun also looked over his shoulder, only to see a huge metal board. The photo did not show everything about the metal board. He could not tell what was fishy about it.

"I need to enlarge it." Wang Kunpeng said, "This picture is too small."

Shen Dexu was already prepared. He immediately exported the photo on his phone to the computer in the meeting room, and this image that had a very low resolution was then displayed on the computer screen.

Wang Kunpeng looked at it carefully for a long time, "It's too blurry, and its resolution is too low."

Shen Dexu began to quickly fix the pictures using the software, making them much clearer. Huang Kun, who was at the side, could also see clearly now. He saw a pattern etched into the metal board, it was similar to a star chart. The shapes of dots and lines are very strange.

"It's not a twenty-eight star map." After Huang Kun finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

However, it was already too late. Wang Kunpeng and Shen Dexu, the two seasoned gangsters, immediately looked at Huang Kun, but they did not continue asking.

Shen Dexu said, "It's also not a pattern from the River Diagram Book or the Plum Blossom Ellipse."

Wang Kunpeng studied on it for a long time before he slowly said, "This is a game of Go."

"But," Shen Dexu looked like a person who also knew how to play Go, "shouldn't a Go board be square, and this game isn't irregular."

"Yes," Wang Kunpeng looked at it for a while more, "This is a 'precious jade' game, but this chess game, has artificially distorted the symmetry of the chess board."

Shen Dexu looked at Wang Kunpeng, "Are you interested in Go?"

"More than interested." Wang Kunpeng laughed bitterly as he reached out his palm in front of Shen Dexu.

"The rules of the art of deception," Shen Dexu forcefully suppressed his shock, "was it your senior brother Jin Zhong who did it?"

Wang Kunpeng was half right, Wang Kunpeng's sect art of deception was always very strange. Over the past few thousand years, long rooms and long rooms constantly fought each other, and at the most cruel times, in order to compete for the managerial personnel, it was not rare to see someone exterminating another house, thus the disciples of the art of deception never flourished. Therefore, later on, a disciple of the art of deception made a gentle suggestion, which was that the disciples would fight with their lives on the line, no longer using magic to fight with their lives on the line, and would instead use chess to resolve the dispute. However, the killing intent of the art of deception did not decrease at all.

As a result, most of the descendants of the art of deception were handicapped, missing a finger. Back then, when Wang Kunpeng's master, Zhao Yier, and Jin Xuanzi were fighting against each other, Zhao Yier unrestrainedly crippled one of his legs and one of his eyes. In the end, he even destroyed one of Jin Xuanzi's ears and completely defeated his listening string spell.

"Your finger," Shen Dexu cautiously asked. "It was Jin Zhong …"

"It's not him." Wang Kunpeng smiled and shook his head, "It's someone else, a fool."

"There is someone in your art of deception who can make you lose once," Shen Dexu said in a strange tone. "Other than Jin Zhong, I can't think of anyone else who has the ability to do so."

"Let's not talk about this first," Wang Kunpeng said. "This' Precious' chess game is probably very important, the news cannot be hidden anymore, we have to solve this one before that person makes his move."

"What is this pattern?" Shen Dexu asked, "Looks like you have a relationship with him."

"I guess I can just get along a little." Wang Kunpeng said, "Actually, they have some history with all the Taoists."

Shen Dexu continued to ask, "I can guess who the opponent you're afraid of is."

Wang Kunpeng said, "I can break out of this chess game, but as you have seen, the chess board is not a regular shape. You need someone who knows arithmetic to decipher the board. "

"Your art of deception specializes in arithmetic," Shen Dexu said.

"I still can't do it," Wang Kunpeng said. "This chess game must be done by someone who can grasp water, score points, listen to the strings, see the wax, and the Sand Counting."

"This kind of person doesn't even exist." Shen Dexu laughed, "I remember Zhao Yier only knows three. You probably only know three. Because you can't learn the string. No one can learn Sand Counting. "

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Wang Kunpeng laughed bitterly, "Let me first talk about the chess game."

"What does chess really matter?" Huang Kun interrupted and asked.

"Because a long time ago, in an era when the Daoist Sect didn't even exist, there were a few extremely powerful people who relied on the unpredictable changes of the chess game to comprehend the essence of the military strategy and accomplished a huge enterprise. Not only that, they have laid the foundations of Chinese Taoism. "

"According to what you said," Shen Dexu said, "that should be before the Eastern Han Dynasty."

It was common knowledge that Shen Dexu had said this. For the first time, Chinese Taoism became a religion. It was the Five Dumas Sect in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Before that, there was no Taoism.

"This matter is of great concern," Wang Kunpeng said to Shen Dexu. "We have been involved in this matter, so I have to explain it to you from the beginning."

Shen Dexu nodded, "Understood."

Wang Kunpeng sat down and said to Huang Kun, "You have to listen too, this is very important to you."