Chapter Seventy-Nine: Whose History?

When Li Xianhua arrived at the village, the battle was already over.

The second floor of the hotel where Aaron lived was in shambles, and the wooden beams had been crushed by the demons.

Li Xianhua didn't care about being discovered by Yalian and rushed into the hotel.

There was only one boss in the lobby with a bandage on his head, and a shriveled old panda man.

"Yo, Instantaneous, long time no see. Want to drink tea? The scholar was holding a cup of hot tea, and the old god was there, and he didn't mean to arrest the wanted criminals at all, but he was a little surprised.

Drink a fart tea!

"Where's Aaron?"

"I sent them to the mountains, where I was on the lookout for a demon attack. He's fine, just a minor injury. ”

"Oh......" Li Xianhua's hanging heart let go, and he poured himself a cup of tea.

"It's just that I can't see in my left eye."

Li Xianhua's hand shook, and the tea almost spilled on the scholar's head.

"It's okay, his left eye is already repairing itself."

"......" Li Xianhua glared at Shuweng.

"Okay, okay, just kidding you, don't get angry." The scholar took a sip of tea.

"You're getting older and more indecent." Li Xianhua shook his head.

"Huh. I've finished reading what you gave me last time...... Where are you going? ”

"Where else can I go? My junior brother was bullied, Lao Tzu went to smash the field! Li Xianhua said as he walked out.

"The demon has left...... Do you know where the demons are? ”

"yes."

"Is this what ...... 'plot' you are talking about?" The old man suddenly realized.

"Uh-huh."

"So, you knew we were going to be here?"

"That's right."

"It's amazing, the feeling of being able to see history in advance, this feeling is amazing......" Shuweng's face was full of intoxication, and a cup of tea was tasted by him.

“…… Can you loosen my sleeve? Li Xianhua rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, young man, don't be too impatient. The old man is very interested in the ...... 'plot' you are talking about, can you tell me about it? Just in conjunction with your last confession. And I also brought the book you want to read. Rest assured, Aaron will be fine with the rabbi with him. ”

Shuweng smiled all over his face and looked at Li Xianhua pitifully, which was completely different from his attitude towards the rabbi.

The cunning old man has long seen that Lao Tzu eats soft and not hard! Li Xianhua was helpless.

But looking at the old man's hopeful eyes, Li Xianhua's heart moved.

At least the old man didn't call me a heretic...... It's rare to see such an enlightened old man.

It's rare for someone to believe in themselves, Li Xianhua is a little embarrassed, he even beat up a scholar when he was a child.

Okay, I'm sorry for Alian, let's let my senior brother finish the business first.

The white-haired young man reluctantly sat down beside the scholar and plucked his nostrils to speak......

Meanwhile, on the mountain road to the Kasbah.

"Is this the castle?"

Rabbi and Aryan looked up at the walls of the castle and behind them a group of villagers cheering them on with farm tools.

The courtyard of the manor was even more gloomy than the outside, and the two teenagers stood at the gate, neither of them willing to move a step inside.

"Aaron, did you take off your gloves? The enemy hasn't appeared yet. ”

"Rabbi, what are you doing with the hammer in your hand all the time? Is it scared? ”

The two of them glanced at each other and laughed dryly.

"Come on! Exorcist-sama! ”

The villagers at the gate of the manor saw that the two of them were not moving forward, and hurriedly shouted loudly to cheer.

"This group ......"

Aaron was helpless and walked forward.

A light breeze blows in your ears.

Well?

"Ahhh Vampires!! ”

Aaron and Rabi hurriedly turned around, and the terrified villagers fled in all directions, and a tall, thin figure stood quietly in their midst.

Pale skin, black turtleneck coat, demon-like eyes.

Aresta Crowley III, holding a villager.

Sharp teeth tore the throats of the villagers, and Crowley III hungrily drank the blood of the dead.

"What's the joke! There really are vampires! Rabbi and Aren were stunned......

In the hotel.

“…… That Crowley, he's not really a vampire. He's a parasitic exorcist, his teeth are his weapons, and he only sucks the blood of demons, but he doesn't know what holiness is, so he thinks of himself as a vampire...... He has a demon wife who has been hiding the truth from him, and the two of them have played in the castle. I forgot what happened later, anyway, the two of them tore up and wanted to divorce. When there was a dispute over the division of the property, the man beat the woman to death......"

Li Xianhua held his chin and chatted with the scholar without a match.

The scholar held the teacup and forgot to drink the water: "Exorcist and demon...... Divide the property? ”

"That's my adjective, and I forgot to translate it because I talked so high...... Old man, don't chew the words, just comprehend the spirit. ”

Only then did the scholar breathe a sigh of relief. Li Xianhua's words in the front were quite normal, but the more he said it later, the more he didn't score, and the content was completely the lace news on the third-rate tabloids on the street.

"Old man, what do you mean by this unbelieving expression?" Li Xianhua was not happy.

"Because what you said is too unbelievable."

"You still don't believe that, do you?"

"Instantaneous, don't be angry. The information you gave me is very different from the records I have held for thousands of years, and there are many loopholes that cannot be justified...... As you said, our world originated from the fantasy of a novelist, and even God was created by her. So, can you tell me what the God she created looks like? Why did the Millennial Earl fight with God? ”

“…… How do I know, Hoshino Musume didn't say it again! ”

"Well, let's take that explanation. The second question, suppose that the world is indeed a man's fantasy, as you say, and that the Black Order, the Millennial Count, and me and the rabbi are all products of this man's fantasies, then, what about you? Do you also originate from her fantasies? ”

"It's not!" Li Xianhua answered categorically.

"What about the evidence?"

"......" Li Xianhua was dumbfounded, and he found that he could not find evidence.

Yes, you swear that everyone else is a fantasy person, but you are not? What about the evidence? The world is drunk, are you awake? Do you think you are Qu Yuan?

"How can I give you proof!" Li Xianhua was a little angry.

Shuwen shook his head: "Take a step back, assuming that you are indeed not the product of that person's fantasy, you are you." According to your confession, you were able to foresee the appearance of Skinn Bolick because of this 'plot' in the novel. Right? ”

"Yes." Li Xianhua was a little nervous, he was afraid that Shuweng would ask any more questions that he couldn't answer.

"You knew in advance about the incident between you and the Order, when Naskin Bolik was brought back?"

"I don't know...... I didn't expect something like this to happen. Li Xianhua fell into painful memories.

"That is, you rewrote history?"

“…… Sort of. Li Xianhua replied weakly.

"What would be the fate of Skine Bolick without your involvement?"

"He will be killed by Kanda in the future."

"Instantaneous ......" The scholar looked at Li Xianhua and couldn't bear to ask, "How do you prove that the history that was rewritten once existed?" ”

Li Xianhua couldn't answer at all.

How do I prove that Skinn Bolick will be killed by Kanda in the future?

In a painting, the original pattern was erased by Li Xianhua and replaced with a new one.

Everyone else believes that the new pattern is history and the world. But Li Xianhua wanted to say that it was not.

So the question is: how do you prove that the painting that you erased once existed?

I can tell you what will happen later! Li Xianhua's eyes lit up.

But what about time? What about the location? The original book is just a story, how can it be possible to mention the time and place of each major event?

Even this private contact with the book was based on the information secretly transmitted by the exploration force - the original book only talked about Crowley's ...... in Romania A small village, but I didn't say where it was.

Moreover, the past has been changed, will the future still be the same as before?

There is no such thing as "Li Xianhua making trouble with the Black Order" in the original book.

The white-haired youth's eyes dimmed again.

What Shu Weng said was right, and the questions raised were not aimed at Li Xianhua.

Those who record history, especially those who record black history, do need to be calm, objective, and cautious.

But listening to the scholar's nagging, Li Xianhua only felt extremely irritable, and he couldn't wait to lift the table.

"To put it bluntly, I still don't believe it, then you said it earlier, you can't entertain me here."

Li Xianhua stood up and walked out.

MD！ No one believes their self-revealed identities! What a failure I am!

"Instantaneous, where are you going?"

"Kick the gym!"

"Instantaneous, you can't go!" Shuweng stopped Li Xianhua, "I believe in your person, but I also need more time and evidence to judge the information you provided." ”

"And according to what you said, this is a 'plot' and a piece of history, and there was no such thing as you in history, so everything can go on normally. If you intervene, it will lead history in an unknowable direction, right? What will be the consequences? ”

As scholars, the scholar has a far greater reverence for history than the worship of God in the world.

Now that someone tells him that he can change history, the scholar feels like his beloved Longjing tea, which has been poked with the fingers of someone who has gone to the toilet......

I don't believe it myself...... But what if it's true?

"If you interfere too much in history, will things get out of your grip again, as Sskin Bolick did?"

The scholar was afraid that Li Xianhua would do something excessive, and he couldn't even take care of the taboo of scolding people and not revealing their shortcomings.

It's okay not to mention it, Li Xianhua was completely furious when he heard this.

The white-haired young man shook off the scholar's hand: "Lao Tzu just wants to interfere in history, what's the matter!" You local natives don't care, what do I have to worry about outsiders! As long as Aaron and Rabbi are okay, I'll let others die! ”

"If you go and kill Aryadi now, Crowley, who doesn't know the truth, will consider us enemies! Never join us as an exorcist again! ”

"Then let him stay here and grow flowers for the rest of his life!"

"The book you want is still with me!" The scholar made the final killer move.

"Don't do it!!" Li Xianhua didn't look back at all.

Shuweng shrunk his hands in his sleeves and looked at Li Xianhua who was going up the mountain angrily.

I feel like I've poked a big basket...... The scholar thought.