An hour later.
The interrogation hall of Qin Zhou City First Prison.
Still the old place, although not much time had passed, Li Zhonglou felt completely different upon stepping back in. m..oΓg
Zhang Daocheng had already been detained.
Although he had nothing to do with the murder case last time, he voluntarily confessed to bribery.
He was dismissed from his post and investigated, sentenced to five years.
The place of his imprisonment happened to be the First Prison he used to oversee.
Needless to say, one could imagine how much suffering he endured inside.
“I didn’t misjudge you, Zhonglou, you’re really not a simple character. Afraid I’d be lonely inside, you sent two people in.” Lin Zhendong picked up the phone and didn’t look for his daughter Lin Ying first, but for Li Zhonglou.
Zhao Yecheng and Zhang Daocheng were now his cellmates.
During this time, listening to Zhao Yecheng’s disparaging remarks about Li Zhonglou, he felt his judgment was correct.
Only those who were hated so much possessed great abilities.
Mediocre people made connections everywhere.
Fearful of this and that, most afraid of losing what they already possessed, they tried to be nice to most people.
But strong individuals did not; they only respected their inner selves.
Whether they offended someone was never their concern.
Youngsters were often reckless; many young people didn't care about offending others, but their motives were different, often due to lack of foresight.
After being hurt a few times, they naturally became timid.
But Li Zhonglou was not like that; he truly didn't care, and it wasn't out of thoughtlessness.
In today's world, very few people could achieve this, and even fewer young people.
As his master, how could he not be happy.
“Master, the sheepskin scroll cultivation method you had Sister Senior pass to me, I’ve achieved Inner Strength.” Li Zhonglou knew Lin Zhendong was joking and didn’t mention the two men, but spoke seriously, “This time, my Sister Senior and I came to see you because we wanted to ask if you know about a person named Lu Weishen.”
“He declared war, I accepted!”
Li Zhonglou had never taken Tang Xiuzhu and others seriously before.
In all of Qin Zhou, if there was anyone he could slightly acknowledge, it was Lu Weishen.
Although he hadn't made any significant moves yet, Li Zhonglou knew that this battle would eventually happen.
He never worried about the outcome, only wondered about the connection between this person and his master.
“Understand him? More than understand.” Lin Zhendong’s crow's feet deepened as he heard this, and they bloomed completely. “Since you’re asking me, you must already know quite a bit.”
“Strictly speaking, he is my senior fellow disciple, but we have different paths and cannot cooperate.”
“I know what you want to ask. My imprisonment has nothing to do with him, but he also wants to obtain the thing I am looking for.”
“Zhang Daocheng was the spy he arranged to be by my side.”
This sentence instantly cleared the heavy fog in Li Zhonglou’s mind.
So that was it!
Facing his master, he held nothing back and directly asked, “That item, is it Shi Boqiong?”
“That’s right. Some say it’s a plaything, others say it’s a totem, but neither is correct,” Lin Zhendong nodded. “It’s a tool, a tool that can communicate across past and present.”
“My Lin family has ancestral instructions to find it.”
“Because of it, I’ve been locked up here. Now, I can only rely on you and Xiaoying.”
Lin Zhendong showed no helplessness on his face, nor did his tone waver.
It was as if he was calmly narrating someone else's story.
His strong state of mind was evident.
“Master has already reached the realm of being unmoved by external things and can freely let go.” Li Zhonglou admired him silently.
At the same time, new questions arose: “Since it wasn’t Lu Weishen, who caused you to be imprisoned?”
“Is it possible to be released early?”
“I chose to enter prison myself,” Lin Zhendong smiled and shook his head. “If I weren’t protected by the state, I would have died long ago.”
“I cannot tell you about this matter yet.”
“When the time is right, you will naturally know.”
“Zhonglou, follow your heart, and don't question the future!”
The last sentence was spoken with deep meaning, making Li Zhonglou’s heart tremble. He didn’t say anything more and handed the microphone to his Sister Senior.
He stood beside her, lost in thought.
He realized that perhaps he had indeed been thinking incorrectly.
With a preconceived notion, he always felt that prisons were only for criminals.
What if it was an extraordinary measure taken by the government to protect someone?
No wonder his master, despite being in prison, was so well-informed and could even send messages to his Sister Senior at any time.
If he were truly a criminal, how could he have such treatment? Even with a strong network of connections, it would be legally impossible.
It was just that in his past life, he himself was in prison, so his perspective could only be limited to that.
Only now did he realize that his master had entered prison voluntarily!
If that were the case, this matter would be too complicated.
Li Zhonglou’s hair stood on end.
A figure like his master still needed to hide in prison to avoid someone, so what kind of existence could that be?
How powerful were they?
How did they cover the sky with one hand in his past life and cause his master to die in prison?
Time flew by as he pondered.
Unknowingly, Lin Ying’s voice reached his ears, “Little Junior Disciple, stop thinking, let’s go!”
When he looked up, Lin Zhendong had already been led away by the prison guards.
Li Zhonglou had no choice but to temporarily set aside these questions and leave with Lin Ying.
“Is everything settled at home?” Lin Ying was driving their car back. After driving onto the main road, she asked.
“It hasn’t been a long time, so there are no problems,” Li Zhonglou nodded.
“About seven days. It’s the team's convention; we’re not an official archaeological team after all,” Lin Ying explained, then pointed to the bag on the back seat. “There’s some information in the bag. Take a good look at it before you board the plane.”
“The purpose of this trip, the arrangements, and the team members are all in there.”
Li Zhonglou took out the file bag and opened it, looking carefully.
The more he read, the more his heart sank.
It turned out to be a tomb of the Western Xia royal family recently discovered in Shuzhou!
One must know that Western Xia was founded in the first year of Baoyuan during the Northern Song Dynasty and perished in the third year of Qingbao during the Southern Song Dynasty, lasting for 189 years.
Its sphere of influence had always been in the northwestern regions of China.
There was no historical record of it appearing in Shuzhou.
Yet now, a royal tomb had appeared in Yucheng, Shuzhou. This matter might shock the entire academic community.
No wonder his Sister Senior was so secretive, and even though she knew it had nothing to do with Shi Boqiong, she still brought him along.
However, in Li Zhonglou’s memory, this tomb was never discovered in his past life.
Why was it discovered in this specific timeframe in this life?
Could it be because of his appearance again?
Thinking too much was useless; he would only know when he arrived at the scene.
Lin Ying drove them all the way to the airport, and then they took a taxi to the airport. Zhang Chen was already waiting at the entrance to greet them.
“Senior… Master, Lin Ying, you’re finally here…” Seeing the two of them, Zhang Chen blushed and stammered.
Before he could finish, Li Zhonglou interrupted him, “What did you call my Sister Senior?”
“Lin… no, Senior Aunt.” Zhang Chen dared not meet Li Zhonglou’s gaze, his face flushed red.
He had been so arrogant before, and now he had been humiliated by Li Zhonglou to such an extent. No matter how much he tried to comfort himself, he couldn't get past it.
After speaking, he timidly asked, “Master, everyone will be familiar with each other later. Can you save me some face?”
“Our relationship, can we not announce it for now?”
“What? Do you want to betray your master and ancestors!” Li Zhonglou glared at him, his voice commanding without anger.
Zhang Chen trembled all over, his scalp tingling with fear.