237. The past is like smoke
"Leave me alone, I'm really just a puppet."
The red monster squirmed on the ground, its neck was held by Si Yuan's hand, and there were a large number of demon spirits behind it who were eyeing it, just waiting for Si Yuan's order, they would rush up and eat this little red monster to the point that there was not even a slag left, after all, none of the guys who were qualified to be locked up in the Wanling Card were fuel-efficient lamps.
Siyuan looked around and found that many believers had woken up, they saw what happened on the stage, many people didn't believe their eyes at all, one demon was bullying another demon, and this bullied demon was still their supreme crown, this contrast made their faith collapse in an instant, and many people were stunned for a long time and couldn't react to what happened to lead to such a result.
As more and more believers wake up, the role of Joan of Arc begins to be highlighted at this time, as the guardian is the second person in the Paladin Alliance, although she is a little soft when she is not incarnated as a white angel, but it is not difficult to calm the field, plus she has injuries on her body, and she has experienced a struggle, so her words are easier to convince others.
"His Majesty has been killed by a demon, and now this one is fake!"
Joan of Arc's words caused an uproar, most of the believers chose to whisper, some chose to wait and see, but there were many people who did not believe that the gods they believed in were actually disguised by demons, and they aggressively questioned Joan of Arc with all kinds of difficult questions.
But he thinks far, he sees the problems happening underneath. didn't say much, just picked up Arroyo and threw him in front of the stage, stepped on his neck, and bent down: "Come, change back to that and let these people who believe in you see your virtue." β
Being caught by a pervert and asking to do something shameful, but if you don't do it, you may be eaten at any time, this is obviously a huge problem, but it is obvious that this little devil is not a very disciplined demon, as long as he can save his life, I am afraid that he can eat half a catty of shit.
So as soon as he heard this request. Immediately, without saying a word, he became Arroyo's appearance. Slowly got up from the ground, straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and waved his hand at the believers with a smile on his face. "May the steadfastness of faith accompany you on your thorny path." β
"That's it!" Siyuan kicked him to the ground. Then step him out of the prototype: "You're still pretending to be presentable." β
Of course. Siyuan is not clear about this system, the strongest ability of such a little bad demon is imitation, and their deeds have been recorded since ancient times. After many people are occupied by them, there will be no change in nature, and they still look like they were at the beginning, and even the closest people around them can't see that their companions have been occupied by the magpie's nest.
So it's not a big deal that this bad demon can imitate Arroyo to this Cheng DΓΉ, after all, Arroyo was the famous king of paladins during his lifetime, and the little fur inherited from his body instinct was something that this little devil couldn't digest, and in three years, he played an interference technique, and that huge spiritual power had nowhere to release it except for taking things from the air.
In fact, I have to say that if the little bad demon can inherit all of Arroyo's abilities, with the ability of a newcomer like Siyuan, there is really no way to take him, just from the perspective of the vast spiritual power just now, he is actually on par with the fox, but now no one can control him.
However, according to the words of this little devil, this Arroyo crown should not have been killed, but really reached the end of his life. It's just that the corpse has been used, and as for why a dead imperial guard is used, it seems that this little devil who is afraid of death has to be carefully interrogated.
Most of the believers and paladins saw the scene just now, and they had nothing to say, but in the spirit of their own dignity and the maintenance of order, they still demanded that Siyuan and Dante be expelled, leaving Joan of Arc and the bad demons, and as for investigating the truth of the matter, naturally the people from the Inquisition of Order will continue to follow up.
At this time, Dante's role was reflected, and he said to the paladin inspector who came up to negotiate with him in a serious manner: "The Exorcist Association suspects that you have been infiltrated internally, so you are not qualified to investigate this matter, and the Association appoints hunters to investigate." β
"You are contempt! Naked contempt! It's also an insult to Arroyo's crown! β
"Boy." Dante pulled the paladin over him, pointed to the wound on his face, and said, "If I were going to despise you, I wouldn't come here to play with my life, don't forget who says before a new knight king takes office!" β
He said this, so people's eyes were all on Joan of Arc, she was the second-in-command, and now that the boss had an accident, this responsibility naturally fell on her shoulders, so all of a sudden, no matter which side of the people were counting on her to give a perfect answer.
As for Siyuan, he was even more relieved, Joan of Arc didn't have to think about being on his side, anyway, Siyuan definitely wanted to know about the matter of the imperial guard, and this time was probably the best opportunity.
Joan of Arc propped his hands on the prayer table, looked at the people below and then looked at Siyuan, his eyes wandering, and his expression was even more cloudy. At the end, he even bit his lip, and then took a deep breath: "I decide...... The expulsion of these two men will have to be investigated by ourselves. β
Suddenly, Siyuan and Dante were struck by lightning, they looked at Joan of Arc in disbelief, but Joan of Arc turned her head and forcibly did not look at them, and continued: "Today we will start a thorough investigation of the entire Knights' Guild and start the high-level security status. β
After she finished speaking, several paladins walked up to Siyuan and Dante, frowned and said to Dante, "You don't have anything to say now, do you?" Knights, hunters don't interfere. β
"Okay." Dante gave him a thumbs up, then Joan of Arc and a priest: "You can do it too!" β
Siyuan didn't say anything, just regained his normal state, and glanced back at Joan of Arc with a smile. I found that her expression was already very strange, her eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to cry.
"Forget it." Siyuan patted Dante on the shoulder: "Please drink." β
This time Dante was angry enough, and finally had the opportunity to reshuffle this already rigid and rotten organization, but he didn't expect to kill a Joan of Arc in the middle of the way, and more importantly, he thought that Joan of Arc would stand with him.
Siyuan pulled Dante down the platform, stood still and looked at Joan of Arc, and waved his hand gently: "Goodbye, remember not to let the white angel come out again." β
This goodbye made Joan of Arc's tears flow down at that time. But in the presence of so many people, she must maintain her divine majesty. In the end, she simply turned her head away from Siyuan and Dante.
After being sent out of the gate, the heavy gate slammed shut, leaving only Dante and Siyuan standing in the sunset, staring at each other speechlessly.
". Anyway, we sent a car to take us out. Dante spat on the ground, "Really." If it weren't for the Knights or our brother organization. Believe it or not, I demolished this. β
Compared with his excitement, Siyuan was very calm, and he patted Dante on the shoulder: "Let's go." This is indeed a private matter. β
"A private matter? Is such a big deal a private matter? This is the oldest person in the entire exorcist, can such a person have an accident and call it a private matter? β
Siyuan shrugged: "Actually, we can continue to investigate." β
"How to check? They won't let us get in touch with that bad demon, how else can we find out? β
"How about we go see that letter?"
"Letter? Do you really believe what that thing says? Bad Demons are the least trustworthy thing in the world. Dante sighed: "But I don't blame you, you don't understand." β
"I don't know about the bad devil, but I know my monster, my monster was going to eat it just now, it is smarter than you and me, and it knows what will happen if you sue us for fake information, so I conclude that it is telling the truth."
"Really?"
"Otherwise, I have to be a dead horse as a live horse doctor." Siyuan shrugged: "I was quite surprised by Joan of Arc, but this is normal, she is the Holy Joan of Arc." β
"You're not taking her back?"
"If you don't bring it, let her go, the knight needs her more than I do." Siyuan shrugged: "Although it's a pity, the master is still a beautiful girl." β
Dante's eyes rolled, and he was happy: "The key is to be pretty, right?" β
"You think they're all like you old ruffian, I'm not."
"There is no one who is not lustful for men, and there are fewer of them. Anyway, just listen to you, let's go see the old guy's house. Dante stretched: "I always feel that things are not easy at all. β
"Of course it's not easy."
The two of them were talking, but the speed under their feet was getting faster and faster, and in the end it was almost like shrinking the ground into inches, and it was no problem to travel thousands of miles a day, but in the eyes of others, these two people were two lightning bolts, and they couldn't even see their appearance.
In less than ten minutes, they were on Maple Leaf Street, and if the knight's men were to come, it would be an hour at the earliest, and they would have plenty of time to find out the letter from the mouth of the devil.
"If not, if it is known that I have been turned into a monkey by a bad demon, I am afraid that I will not have the face to mix in Europe."
"Then go to me and do it with me." Siyuan flicked his fingers, and the locked door opened: "Let's start flipping." β
Walking into the room, Dante whistled, walked to the front of the bookcase, turned on the switch of an honest radio, and stretched to the soothing rhythm inside: "Today is really wonderful." β
Don't look at the small house, but there are a lot of messy things, if it weren't for the speed of these two and the masters of copying, ordinary people may not be able to turn the house into the current one in two days.
But after searching for a long time, even the floor was pried open by them, but there was no trace of the letter in the mouth of the bad devil, and in the end, not to mention Dante, even Siyuan was actually very disappointed. They sat on the sofa, didn't bother to turn it over again, took out the tea leaves and boiled a pot of boiling water, and made a pot of fine jasmine tea on the spot.
"This tea, in my hometown, is sixteen yuan a pack." Siyuan took a sip and shook his head: "It's not worth ......"
Speaking of this, Siyuan suddenly thought of something, narrowed his eyes and smiled at Dante: "I know where the letter is!" β
"What?"
Siyuan didn't speak, but took Dante all the way to the top of the building and went into the attic. Dante came over and asked in surprise, "Didn't you look for it just now?" β
"No, there's another place!"
said. Siyuan found a long-abandoned chimney in the corner of the attic, which should be a small chimney used to make zuΓ² bacon in winter, and it can't be seen from the outside because it is no longer functional, so the outer part may have been knocked out, and the downstairs is probably not kept because it is too obstructive, and this attic is probably the only remaining part of this chimney.
Siyuan didn't say a word, put his hand into the dusty chimney pipe, groped for a long time, and then saw him with a happy face: "Found it!" β
said. He slowly pulled out a small black wooden box from inside. When you open it, you can see all sorts of shiny things, from diamonds to glass beads and ...... An envelope richly decorated with a wax seal.
"Whoa."
Siyuan shook the letter in his hand and looked at Dante triumphantly and smiled. Dante also felt magical, and he looked up and down at Siyuan, who was already dirty. His face was full of puzzlement.
"How do you know it's hiding here?"
"Although. I don't know what the hell a bad demon is. But I know a little bit about this kind of thing, this thing in us is a monster in the ghost, naturally timid, good at cheating, good at hiding. It's about the same as that red-skinned guy, isn't it? β
"Yes, yes. But how do you know he's hiding something here? β
"You think, this kind of little ghost likes shiny things very much, but his task makes it impossible for him to play with these things in the open, so he will definitely hide them. In addition, this kind of little ghost belongs to fire, his favorite place is the stove, chimney, gas stove and other places, I saw in the kitchen that the stove here is very clean, and there are barefoot marks, I suspect that it usually sleeps on the stove, originally...... I suspect it will put things there, but when we went to look for it, we found that the kitchen was made of natural gas, and there was nowhere to hide it. Isn't the only place in the whole house where there is a fire and where you can hide something? β
"It's a bit far-fetched, I still can't figure it out."
"Let's just tell you, it likes these things to be contaminated with fire, and it will be more emotional to play, it's that simple." Siyuan poured out all the contents of the box, and after a closer look, he found that most of them were some shiny garbage, and there were very few valuable things: "You see, these things are not worth anything at all, but for a little ghost, it doesn't care if they are worth or not, this letter has been opened, which means that he must have seen it, and the things here must be very valuable, otherwise it would not put this letter and its treasure together." β
Siyuan said, opened the letter and looked around before handing it to Dante: "I don't understand." β
Dante shrugged: "Of all the people of your level, you are the most uneducated. β
"It'll get better in the future...... Ha...... Ha ha. Siyuan smiled awkwardly: "Read the content of the letter first." β
"Good Rat, this is ancient French, aristocratic language, let me translate it for you. Otherwise, even if you can read it, you won't be able to understand it. β
"Just like classical Chinese?"
"Pretty much."
After speaking, Dante cleared his throat and began to read the letter: "Lao Tzu is 1,190 years old this year, and I feel that I am almost dying. Those who read this letter, if you are my dear friends, please tell me of my death to those who care about me. And I'm most concerned about the following things, and if they happen, be careful and careful. β
"Can he see the future?"
"Is it hard? What could not happen if he lived to his age...... The eight kings won't live that long, okay. β
"I've heard of a human outlive him."
"Is Shushan poor, who else but him?"
"You know?"
"How could I not know that my partner when I was young was a poor closed disciple." Dante waved his hand: "Don't interrupt, here's the point." β
As soon as he heard the point, Siyuan immediately pricked up his ears, and then listened to Dante begin to read: "First of all, in the next few years, there will be two people from the East, one of them is an enemy and the other is a friend, but the enemy does the business of a friend, and a friend does the business of the enemy. Be careful to distinguish who is an enemy and who is a friend. β
"Wait...... I don't understand this passage, but it feels like beer-flavored urine and urine-smelling beer, which is the same as beer, is there any difference? β
"It's different, if an enemy does what a friend does, it will invite disaster, but a friend doing what an enemy does is actually a good thing."
"Too esoteric...... You continue. β
"Second thing. When I die, my soul will leave the world I love and go to that beautiful place, where my friends need not be missed, and my duty will be inherited by a young ruffian who, together with his friend who is like an enemy, will take on the duty of saving the good people of the world. β
The old man's words...... It's too Zen, isn't it, young ruffian? Siyuan touched his chin: "Who could it be?" β
"You?" Dante tilted his head to look at Siyuan: "Young ruffian." β
"No, I'm young, not a ruffian. You're the ruffian. β
"I'm almost fifty, not young." Dante coughed: "When the time comes, investigate slowly and see who it is." And that friend who looks like an enemy...... Which dog is this guy? β
"It's a bit unrighteous for you to scold people behind your back, right?"
"It has nothing to do with me anyway. I'm not part of their system. Dante whistled, "The last one." Oh? He used bold italics for this last one. β
"Bold italics? What's the point? β
"This means that this matter is particularly important, and it is usually only used in bold italics when obituaries, war letters, and oracles of God." Dante's face also began to be stern: "The last thing is also the most important thing in my life, if you see a friend, please help me to complete it." This matter is even more important than me. β
This tone...... Siyuan suddenly sat up. Listen intently to this passage. Afraid of missing a word, he noticed that Dante's expression slowly became strange.
"If you come to collect my body, I see a thin jasmine tree at the door. It was a treasure brought from China during her travels two hundred years ago, and for some reason, she refused to bloom for two hundred years, and I tried my best to keep her alive. If you see this letter, please help me to treat her kindly, she is my heart's work, do not cut her down lightly, for her life is far more valuable than my corpse, and if anyone is willing to take care of her for me, I am willing to give her all my treasures. β
There was a long list behind this, which seemed to be treasures or something, but as Dante read them out one by one, Siyuan's expression became extremely strange.
"A pocket watch...... A glass bead...... A piece of graffiti paper, what is this? β
Dante was also a little confused: "It's all rubbish." β
Siyuan picked up the yellowed paper in the box, and on it was an ugly little house drawn with crayons, with a crooked sun in the sky, and a row of colorful things that could be flowers outside the house...... No matter how you look at it, it's a kindergarten-level graffiti.,This thing is actually a treasure of the imperial guard?
This is really puzzling, these things don't have any hints in the first place, and they don't belong to any magic weapons, how can such things get into the eyes of the imperial guard?
But the thin jasmine tree mentioned in his letter...... Siyuan turned his head to look and found that the jasmine tree outside, which was already two stories high, had nothing to do with thinness, and this vigorous appearance did not match what the letter said.
"It's weird." Dante sat on the ground with a bewildered face: "Why don't you have his crown and scepter in these treasures?" It's unreasonable, it's a treasure. β
"Maybe people don't think it's a treasure."
Siyuan picked up the broken painting and looked at the window, when the last touch of the sunset reflected the ugly painting into Siyuan's eyes through the drawing paper, there was suddenly an extra picture in his mind, a child lying on the grass and looking up asked where the old man in front of him came from and why he sat here motionless......
Siyuan closed his eyes...... He let out a long breath, leaned against the windowsill and suddenly laughed: "This painting...... I painted it. β
"What?" Dante was really shocked: "You painted it? β
"I only remembered when I looked at this painting closely." Siyuan gently put the broken painting back into the box: "I was five years old that year, on Children's Day, the kindergarten organized children to paint, and this is what I painted." β
"But...... How could it be in his hands. β
Siyuan smiled with emotion, the situation at that time was really complicated, only five years old Xiao Siyuan was concentrating on completing the first masterpiece of his life, now recalling that there was a foreign old man sitting beside him at that time, smiling and watching him paint, at that time Siyuan was much more lively than now, while painting and chatting with the old man, the child's words also made the old man laugh, and finally Siyuan also asked the old man if he was willing to make friends with him, the old man readily agreed, and then ......
When he recalled this, Siyuan suddenly stopped, took the key from the waistband of his trousers and handed it to Dante: "Do you see the small cross on it, he gave it to me." β
Dante took it and looked at it, and immediately stroked his chest and shouted, "My mother...... Is this the Holy Cross he wore when he was crowned king...... Although this thing does not have the blessing of mana, if it is sold on the black market, the believers will rob it crazy, as long as you dare to open your mouth, someone will definitely buy it for 500 million billion. β
"Well, I exchanged that painting for that." Siyuan pointed to the painting: "Actually, I want to come now...... It turns out that this old man has long had a relationship. β
I have to say that life is really a miracle, and two people with such a huge difference in identity back then will now meet again in such a scene. The word fate is really magical, maybe it was destined for Siyuan to come here for a trip, and there was already an intersection between the two guards more than 20 years ago.
"That's it!"
Siyuan slowly put the worthless treasure back in its place: "I probably know why the things here are treasures, for more than a thousand years, I can't see through anything." He's probably out of the realm of us mortals, isn't he? β
Judging from the many signs, if it weren't for the end of this old man's life, I'm afraid that he wouldn't be stronger than a fox but at least not weaker, and the things that such a person values will probably not be any elixir magic weapon gold and silver money, and at the last moment of his life he was thinking about the jasmine and these garbage-like treasures.
"I'm honored." Siyuan stretched his arms and legs: "Then let's help him fulfill his last wish, and see who the friend who looks like an enemy and the enemy who looks like a friend is, even if it is to do something meaningful for a friend I haven't seen for more than twenty years." β
Siyuan: When they left, they didn't take anything with them, except for the letter. And when he went out, he happened to meet the knight's people who came to investigate, Dante glanced at them coldly, and the other side also glared angrily, but after all, it was still on the same boat, so they didn't make things difficult for each other, just routinely warned Dante not to get involved in this matter, this is the knight's family, and the hunter just looks at it.
"I'm afraid you pieces of waste don't have that ability." Dante whispered, "A herd of pigs." β
"Forget it, there's nothing to say." Si Yuanyuan saw the knight's convoy coming: "There is no need to clash. β
"The next time I see Joan of Arc, I'll scold her." Dante was angry at the thought of Jeanne d'Arc selling his teammates: "I've never been sold much in my life. β
Siyuan didn't care, spread out his hand and shook his head: "She also has a hard time." β
"Then I'll see if she can come to you."
"Actually, I can understand her, if it were me...... I'll do the same for the sake of the task force, I'm a thought to her, and the knight is her home. She wasn't a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, she was six hundred years old. (To be continued......)