Chapter Forty-Six: The Man Who Tracked You Qianjing
It was a dream like never before.
In the blood-glittering darkness of the border, You Qianjing floated above the blue-gray swamp in a curled up posture before falling asleep, trapped in a huge cage.
The cage had no roof, but the bloodstained iron rods were unusually tall.
You Qianjing couldn't move, and he couldn't open his eyes, but occasionally he would feel his body suddenly sink, and at this time, a loud dripping sound came into his ears, and a circle of red ripples rippled towards the border with him as the center.
His brain hurt like it was about to crack, and Youqian Jing had never felt such real pain in a dream.
"Now, I said, it's almost okay, right?" A cloud of black mist quietly fell outside the iron cage, transforming into a vague human form.
It grabbed the iron railing, stuck its head into the cage, and the demon whispered in Youqianjing's ear and chuckled, "It's been suppressed, it's almost to the limit, right? I know, you don't really want to do it, but you're used to taking your life." Ah, that's terrible, it's only an eleven-year-old kid, and your peers haven't seen blood yet. β
Shut up, it's noisy.
"What were you thinking when you took their lives, rightly and unably, natural selection, how did you feel after absorbing the blood, uncomfortable? Grievances, or did you feel indescribable excitement and pleasure when the liquid flowed through your body?"
"Hahaha, right? And it's mostly pleasant, you hypocrite!"
"Admit it! Your resistance to hunting is not the work of false kindness, but stems from the most primitive instincts of living beings to kill and prey! You are no different from those filthy and shady things, human beings and void obstacles, predators who take the lives of others to fulfill themselves. β
The dark shadow suddenly opened a pair of eyes, and a blood mist drifted through the almost transparent pupils. Due to the obstruction of the iron bar, it could not fully enter the cage, so it could only stretch its neck and stick its head above Youqianjing, close to the latter's face.
"Look at me, look at yourself, dare to face this ghost, this is the real you!"
The blood mist condensed into beads of blood in mid-air, falling into the corners of You Qianjing's eyes, sliding down his cheeks, looking like a line of blood and tears.
"Do you feel disgusting? But when you peel off the false human skin on your body, isn't that all you have left?
"Wait, Yo Qianjing, one day, you will see me. The shadow retreated, grasping the bloodstained bars with both hands, and at the moment of the next ripple, it suddenly disappeared, leaving only the sound to echo in the space.
"At that point, you're going to lose everything. β
You Qianjing sat up suddenly, the dazzling morning sun spread on the bed, and the unclosed window let in the bright birdsong not far away.
He raised his hand and pressed it to his chest, and the strange "thump" sound of his dream was gone, and the nucleus was excessively quiet, and there was nothing unusual about it.
This dream is really uncomfortable.
You Qianjing got up, he wanted to wash his face and sober up, but as soon as he got out of bed, he realized that something was wrongβthere was an ethereal fragrance in the air.
You Qianjing sniffed, and at first glance the smell was like guaiac wood soaked in ice grapefruit water, a fusion of slight acidity and bitterness. Then there was a sweet smell that was not easy to detect, and You Qianjing did not smell it, but intuitively felt that it came from some kind of flower.
What's going on? Where does this smell come from?
You Qianjing pinched her nose, and then poked her head out of the window, there was no such smell outside, it came from indoors.
He looked at the messy bed across from him, then raised his arm and sniffed it, not on his own.
What the hell?
You Qianjing sat on the bed, smelled the smell and thought about it for a long time but didn't come up with a result, so he gave up and went into the bathroom in the room to wash his face.
When the healing gauze was untied, his already healed face was revealed. Yesterday, when he came into contact with the second prince of Brahma, he had an abnormality in his body, and his karma was restored. Wound healing accelerates. And then there is the other party's gilded eyes that always appear in his dreams, which makes You Qianjing care too much.
Gong Jiumu, the second prince, who was once mentioned by the fallen man in the Nine Nights Ice Domain, has the same miracle "Pupil of God" as Sion Dine.
There is no absolute coincidence in this world, there must be a connection at some point, so you must find an opportunity to get close to him.
When You Qianjing returned to the room after washing his face, he found that the strange smell was gone, as sudden as its appearance.
Forget it, maybe I stayed in the lake for too long yesterday, and my nose was not in the water.
You Qianjing glanced at the time, at half past seven, he drove them away without saying anything about the time when Si Xunjun's face was cleaned yesterday, he always felt that the person was very impatient, and he wanted them to disappear quickly.
Maybe it's a delusion, You Qianjing thinks that the target of this impatience is mainly him.
Then let's go to the one-eyed teacher from yesterday and try our luck by the way to buy materials in the central square.
Tu Ze has a good impression of Youqian Jing, he likes to deal with this kind of person who doesn't have so much care.
You Qianjing cleaned up the room slightly, confirmed the carving and the Skyclave on his body, and took the space bag and the teleportation key to prepare to go.
But life, always like to overturn people when they are defenseless, doubting life. The moment You Qianjing touched the doorknob, he didn't know what would happen to him in the next second.
The moment the door opened, You Qianjing seemed to have suffered a blow to the face, and the concentration of the impact was on his nose.
As if the irritating smell of firewood burning in the flames mixed with the suffocating cold of winter impacted his sense of smell, You Qianjing was so smoked that he quickly pinched his nose, but the impact of that moment still made him sit down on his knees with weak legs.
The star-eyed You Qianjing was puzzled, and he was stimulated to tears, which rolled in his eye sockets and blurred his vision.
You Qianjing only saw a dark shadow coming over, and asked in a worried tone, "What's wrong with you, are you okay?"
He blinked, and the tears rolled down the bean's eyes, taking the fog from his field of vision with him.
You Qianjing saw a handsome boy half-crouched in front of him, his supple dark black sides hanging down to his shoulders, and the slightly longer hair ends at the back end were messed up in the brownish-gray fur collar of his cloak.
The boy's pupils are a beautiful lake blue gray, with the runes under his left eye, which looks full of mystery.
He saw that a string of feathers and wooden beads hung from his chest, and that a red knot rope was the same as the one on his cloak.
The knot rope, a rope woven from the fallen leaves of the World Tree, is endowed with the symbolic meaning of helping humans get married. Usually, people will give the tie rope to the other person when they ask for marriage, and later some people will use it as a protective belt on their body to seek refuge.
Although he was born in the six major families but did not have a forced marriage contract, of course You Qianjing is the latter, and the knot god of the cloak was asked for by Youyun in the past, in order to protect him as a naturally disabled person.
Youyun was really afraid that something would happen to him and he would be miserable, so ordinary people took a bracelet-sized knot rope, and he forcibly took a long one.
You Qianjing, who has been plagued by bad luck since childhood, doesn't believe in this at all, but still bolts it to the cloak he carries with him.
"Can you stand up, do you need my help?"
You Qianjing just wanted to refuse, but when he saw the other party's outstretched hand, he shook it in a hurry.
Vientiane Senluo quietly launched.
The first thing that popped out was "Luo Shengyan", which directly collided with You Qianjing's "Yan Dance", and in the past, as soon as an attribute miracle came in, it would be swallowed by You Qianjing's own high-level attribute miracle.
But what surprised him was that Luo Shengyan was not swallowed by the Yan Dance, but brushed the Yan Dance and quietly fell into the envelope of Vientiane Senluo.
You Qianjing felt that he was really going to be overwhelmed by doubts today, could he do something unbelievable again?
As if in response to him, the second miracle also jumped out - "Four Palace Illusion".
...... What is it?
Before You Qianjing could see the explanation that it was included in the Vientiane Senluo, several miracles jumped out in one fell swoop.
Mikamiki, Martyrdom, Interference...... A blank panel? And, a starburst?!
The entire seven miracles were included in Youqianjing's Vientiane Senluo, and this process also happened in the short process when he was pulled up by the boys.
Regardless of what that tabula rasa is, what does this "starburst" mean?
After the stars fell into the abyss, there was nothing related to the stars outside the abyss, including miracles, anyway, You Qianjing was so old that he had seen so many documents and touched so many people, but he hadn't seen it.
The young man saw that You Qianjing's expression was stunned, and he hesitated to take his hand back, wondering if he should call the manager of the mansion to come over to see if this person was stupid.
You Qianjing came back to his senses and hurriedly thanked: "I'm fine, thank you!By the way, my name is You Qianjing, live 206, what about you?"
He has always believed that if you want to solve a question, you must get close to the source of the problem.
The young man smiled slightly: "My name is Qiyan, and I live in 207, next door to you." β
Hey, this name doesn't have a family name...... The strength of the seven rounds?
It's not that Youqian Jing discriminates against civilians, throughout the ages, the holders of the multi-karmic wheel karmic fire have basically been born in the six major families of each continent, because the basic supply given by the World Tree is different, mainly concentrated in the branches, and the branches and leaves get very little.
Of course, it is not uncommon for civilians to have highly qualified people, and there are not many four-round and five-round ones, accounting for one percent, and six rounds are very rare, which belongs to one in a million.
And like the seven rounds of the young man in front of him, there has been one in hundreds of years.
You Qianjing sees through it and doesn't say anything, the most taboo thing when you first contact is to rush in, if you do something wrong, you accidentally step on the other party's thunder point, and it will explode instantly.
If you want to build a strong or long-lasting relationship in interpersonal communication, it's all about taking it step by step.
"Ah, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, and we'll talk when I'm free, please take care of me, neighbors!" You Qianjing waved his hand at Qiyan, smiling brightly.
The boy nodded, "Well, I'll see you later." β
When You Qianjing went downstairs, the young man who had stood in place for a while put away his smile and looked at the door number 206, turned around and opened the door next door.
Inside, there was a young man who looked as delicate as a porcelain doll like You Qianjing sitting on the bed, and unlike You Qianjing with a vivid expression, the young man was expressionless, like a puppet.
He was dressed in the same costume as Qiyan, but because of his small size, the cloak wore on him as if he was wrapped in a thick quilt.
"Everything works fine. Qiyan closed the door and locked it, sat on another bed, and said to the young man opposite, "You can remove the disguise, derive." β
As soon as the words fell, the puppet boy shook his whole body, although his face did not change much, but the black hair turned snow-white in the blink of an eye, and the brown-gray cloak also turned into a snow-white wide-sleeved short-sleeved robe and short shawl.
From head to toe, sitting there, living like a snowman with exquisite workmanship.
It's white! It's white, and there's no green silk in sight!
"How's the contact with Target Two?" said Derivation, slowly, though he knew everything that had just happened outside the door.
Qiyan thought for a moment: "It looks normal, but it's actually abnormal." β
"How?"
"It's a little unusually cheerful, and I feel that the scales in his heart are tilting back and forth between the two extremes. This situation is more troublesome than the 'established fact', and if it erupts, it can become hundreds of times more intractable than usual. β
Derivation tilted his head to look at him, soft white hair sliding down his cheeks.
He doesn't understand this abstract statement very well, but he just thinks that Qiyan is so powerful and understands so many expressions.
"In the evening report, we said that the second target was potentially possible, and we tried to maintain a good relationship with him, and while we were in contact with the number one, we also tried to pull him in. β
"However, he is the little young master of Huayang You's family, in a way, will it be very bad?"
Qiyan pondered for a while and said: "Let's take one step at a time, we should also try to analyze the situation and make a choice by ourselves, this is Floaido, we can't frequently seek external opinions, it is easy to be discovered." β
"But if he doesn't want to, he can only tell him the 'truth'. β
Derivation stared at Qi Yan's clenched fists, because of his excitement, a pitch-black karmic chakra main ring jumped out of his head, just as Youqian Jing's Vientiane Sen Luo had detected, the sevenfold phantom shook, and seven clusters of karmic fire exploded.
Seven rounds and seven fires are the same qualifications as You Junlan and You Cangyu, only one less cluster of karmic fire than You Yun.
"He will definitely understand that everything we have done in the past thousand years has been for the future of the Abyssal Realm. We are going to wipe out that guy who broke the balance of the world with our own hands!"
The boy's voice was firm and powerful: "So, let's get started, let's go find the whereabouts of the 'Bard'. β
At this time, You Qianjing, who was heading towards the central square, didn't know that the person he agreed to find with Hui Liye lived next door to him, and he didn't know that he was being targeted by the target.
The fate of playing with people has pulled a group of people to the stage, and the curtain is about to open.