Chapter 12: Father and Son Night Talk
In the attic, the curtains of the room were drawn, and the lights were not turned on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThe only source of light in the darkness is the upper and lower rows, a total of six displays. One of the screens shows Zhao Yi's room! At this moment, Zhao Yi's teasing poems were coming from the speakers on both sides of the monitor.
In front of the display screen is a large bed, and Zhao Siyou is sitting cross-legged wrapped in a quilt.
"Interesting!" Zhao Siyou showed a little devil-like smile, but it didn't feel evil, but it made people feel cute.
After speaking, the little hand operated on the table a few times, only to see a white metal cylinder appear from the shadows. It slid to the wall, stretched out a mechanical arm to open a small Xiaoice box, took out a bottle of drink from it and handed it to Zhao Siyou.
I stayed up late last night, and I was sleepy early in the morning, so Zhao Siyou originally thought about going to the toilet and coming back to sleep.
originally thought that there was no one at home today, but who knew that her brother, who had not seen each other for a thousand years, would come back. And he was standing sneakily at the door of his room. Then he made a fool of himself, it's really bearable, it's unbearable!
So Zhao Siyou quickly decided to take revenge. I didn't feel sleepy, but I was a little excited.
As the so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, she will not be defeated in a hundred battles, she immediately released the gadgets she had made before to follow Zhao Yi.
Opening the bottle cap and taking a few big sips, Zhao Siyou suddenly remembered something. looked at the screen to confirm that Zhao Yi was still in the room, and she walked quickly to the door wrapped in a quilt.
It seems that we have to install a smart toilet or something in the room as soon as possible......
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"Knock knock!"
Zhao Yi gently knocked on the door of his father Zhao Qian's study.
The dinner just now was not embarrassing or embarrassing: Zhao Qian kept his face on the side and did not speak; Aunt Lin was trying to liven up the atmosphere while giving Zhao Yibu dishes; As for the sister who only had a one-sided relationship, she had never been seen out of her room at all, and the meals were all delivered by Aunt Lin.
After waiting for a while and not responding, Zhao Yi knocked on the door again.
"Come in."
Zhao Yi pushed the door in, only to see his father behind the desk looking at him with some surprise.
To be honest, Zhao Qian really didn't expect that the person who came would be Zhao Yi, if it was his wife, he would come in directly after knocking on the door, while Youyou would not knock on the door at all and break in directly.
Seeing that his father just looked at him and didn't speak, Zhao Yi touched the back of his head, closed the door and said, "There are some things I want to talk to you about." ā
Zhao Qian was stunned, this kid has been very strong since he was a child, and he has been beaten a lot, and later he went to school to live and couldn't go home, I really didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to himself today. But after all, it is his own flesh and blood, and Zhao Qian still loves Zhao Yi very much. This can be seen from the fact that he has not changed the desk that has been graffiti by Zhao Yi for more than ten years! It's just that the relationship between father and son is so stiff, and he is also powerless.
"Sit down."
"Yes." Zhao Yi moved a chair and sat opposite his father.
Zhao Qian looked at his son who had grown up sitting in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh a little, the father and son hadn't stayed together so calmly for a long time. Sighing, he asked, "What is it?" ā
"......" Zhao Yi was silent for a moment, looking at the somewhat strange middle-aged man in front of him, and suddenly recalled his father in his previous life. He was clearly not comfortable with the new father-son relationship.
Zhao Qian didn't rush either, he knew that his son had been away from home for so long and needed time to adapt.
Although what the two consider to be "adaptation" is not the same thing.
After a long time, Zhao Yi spoke: "I, I want to learn spells!" ā
Zhao Qian was stunned, and the figure of a little boy who talked about "No. 1 in the world" all day long appeared in his mind.
"Is it because I saw Lingling yesterday and was stimulated?" He smiled slightly, and then said in a deep voice, "But you know, our Zhao clan's warlock bloodline has been cut off for a hundred years. ā
"I know!" Zhao Yi nodded, clenched his fists, and said hatefully: "But I'm not reconciled!" ā
"What if you are unwilling? There are three mainstream cultivation systems in the world, warlocks and magicians, you have no talent, and the path of knighthood is the least affected by talent, but it tests people's will the most, and you can't endure hardship when you are a child and give up yourself. Shushan escapes from the world, and only those who are destined to worship under their doors, not to mention our Zhao family, Zhou Tianzi can't do it! What else do you say?! Do you want to cultivate a path like Onmyoji?! Zhao Qian's tone fluctuated a little at the end, and then he muttered in a voice that Zhao Yi couldn't hear, "Unless, that plan can succeed......
Zhao Yi was silent, he could see that his father was not targeting him, but also unwilling to the fate of the Zhao family for a hundred years!
However, throughout the 3,000-year history of the Zhou Kingdom, the princes and families have risen and fallen. The only Zhao clan is so bad that the bloodline has declined to the point that there is not even the slightest talent! I don't believe there's no reason for this! ā
Yes, Zhao Yi found out when he was researching materials on the Internet before that it is normal for three thousand years of waves to sweep the sand and have ups and downs. Some of those families who were once prominent have disappeared forever in the long river of history.
But!
The most fundamental reason why those families disappeared was that their children and grandchildren were not prosperous and cut off incense. When people are gone, the home is gone.
Ding Xingwang, a member of the Zhao family, strangely lost his talent for cultivating spells. As long as they are related to the Zhao family's bloodline, they can't even get started! Nowadays, many families are reluctant to marry the Zhao family, and this is the reason.
People list this phenomenon of Zhao as one of the world's seven unsolved mysteries.
There are different opinions on the Internet about the reason, and there is even no shortage of people who have analyzed it with reasonable evidence. For these statements, Zhao Yi naturally can't fully believe it. After all, no matter how others guess, they must not know as much as the Zhao family as the parties concerned. And Zhao Qian, who is the person who attacked the king of Zhao, must have some unknown secrets in his hands.
Sure enough, hearing this, Zhao Qian's originally slightly angry face calmed down suddenly, and after a pause, he slowly spoke: "You guessed right, this is a curse." One, a curse that envelops the entire Zhao clan! ā
"Since I know it's a curse, why don't you find a way to unravel it......" Zhao Yi felt suddenly enlightened, but looking at his father's still gloomy face, his heart sank again. Yes, if it could be lifted so easily, the Zhao family would not have been trapped in this predicament for more than a hundred years!
Zhao Qian saw that Zhao Yifu was silent again, knowing that he had figured it out, so he continued to explain: "What we know is limited to this, and even what kind of curse this is, how it appears, and who inflicts these problems, we don't know, how can we talk about lifting them!" ā
"There are so many powerful people in this world, and they can't solve this curse?"
Zhao Qian sighed and said, "Yes, for more than a hundred years, we have asked many masters for help. But all of them said that there was nothing they could do, and the only thing they knew for sure was that the person who cast the curse was immensely powerful. That's a power far above the tenth level! ā
Father and son fell silent.
"Tenth level?" After a long time, Zhao Yi came back to his senses from his loss and noticed that his father seemed to have said something about the power system just now.
"Hehe, it seems that you don't even know the division of the strength realm." Zhao Qian had obviously calmed down and chuckled.
Zhao Yi didn't speak, quietly waiting for the following.
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