Chapter Thirty-Seven: Dialogue with Long Jing

It seems that my behavior is very stupid, but in fact, it is not, first of all, the relationship between Long Jing and us, the relationship between Long Jing and our family, is actually equivalent to our family giving life to Long Jing.

Therefore, in terms of human blood, our family is Long Jing's father, and our family has a natural blood suppression of Long Jing.

Whatever we say, Long Jing will do.

For example, when the first tomb, the Four Elephants Demon Palace, I said that I wanted Long Jing, and Xiao Huang, the incarnation of Long Jing, directly pulled out the Dragon Crystal in his head and gave it to me, although that led to its eventual death, but it was enough to show that our family had a natural suppression ability for Long Jing.

Of course, Long Jing is not all obedient, and there are also disobedient people, such as the red dragon in the Eight Gates Golden Lock, and Xiang Liu in the Taiji Divine Palace, they don't listen to the command, and even want to kill me.

But there is one point, the red dragon was finally slain by the sword that smeared my blood, which shows that our family still has a suppressive effect on it.

And Xiangliu didn't kill it in the end, we waited until the spaceship blew itself up, and the main reason is that it has been changing blood for thousands of years, in order to avoid our family's suppression of its bloodline.

And the reason why they don't listen to us is actually very simple, and it is easy to understand by using an analogy.

Birth parents and adoptive parents.

Our family is like a biological parent to Long Jing, the body of the red dragon is Genghis Khan, and Genghis Khan is Long Jing's adoptive parents.

The character of the adoptive parents will affect the children, those who have thought about killing our Long Jing, it is not that they originally wanted to kill, but their parents wanted to kill.

That's why there will be a situation of getting out of control, but in general, Long Jing and us are connected by blood, and even if we don't listen to what we say, we won't ignore it.

"Hey! Come out and talk! I know you're nearby, and I know that you have no ill will towards me, otherwise you would have done it a long time ago!" I yelled and screamed into the air, but I never got any response, and just when I thought I was being sentimental and overestimating my family's abilities, a voice rang out.

"Hey~"

"Who?"

I quickly turned around and looked around, but I didn't see anyone.

"Hey~"

"Who? Is it Dragon Crystal? Where are you?" I'm still looking in circles.

"You're in my belly!" Long Jing said.

"Sure enough, I guessed that the last boss might be the body of Ghost Fan Lou, and I guessed correctly, but why aren't you affected by my blood?" I was surprised, delighted, and curious.

"You probably want to talk not only about blood, but also about urine!" Long Jing teased.

I laughed twice, behaved very honestly, and didn't speak again, waiting for its answer.

"It's actually very simple, as long as I have no ill will towards you, your blood will not produce anything against me

Effect, once I have malice towards you, your blood will be angry with me to kill, in this world, most creatures are limited by your family's blood, only a few creatures are not restricted, such as humans themselves. "Long Jing is the first to speak, not at all like an isolated old monster who has been buried here for more than a thousand years, but a bit like a knowledgeable person.

"You must be wondering, why do I know this?" Long Jing seemed to know what I was thinking, and immediately asked.

I didn't deny it, but nodded and admitted: "Because we Long Jing can peek into your minds, that's why you think that your quarrel with Lao Qi is real, and that Lao Qi and Wang Sheng are both real, because these things are all pulled out of your own mind, of course you think they are more like real."

"In other words, Wang Sheng and Lao Qi I met are actually fake, illusory, and you made them?" I asked.

"That's right!" Long Jing simply admitted it.

"Why?" I asked, puzzled.

"No why, I just feel the need for it." Long Jing obviously didn't want to say more.

"I need to get you now, get out of here, can you turn back into your original body and let me take it?" I asked Long Jing, this is the main and only purpose of my here.

"It should have been possible, it stands to reason that your family gave me life, no matter what, I should be grateful to your family for letting you take me away.

And take me away, and finally return to the home planet, which is also our final destination. "

"But what?" I knew Long Jing was going to say but, so I asked in advance.

Long Jing didn't beat around the bush, and continued my words: "But there is some justice, I have to get it back!"

"What justice?" I wondered, this is the most powerful dragon crystal I've ever seen.

Not only can you talk to me, but also think.

"You go out first, leave the Ghost Fan Tower, and I'll show you!" Long Jing said.

I hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and saw if Long Jing was a ghost here, but it was obvious that Long Jing was not a ghost.

I walked outside as requested, looking at the huge, pitch-black ghost fan building, all I thought was that this thing was Jin Sinan's, and it could be sold for a lot of money.

As for what is majestic, tall, I haven't thought about it, in the past it may be majestic and tall, over the years there have been more miracles in the architectural world, I will not see a 100-meter-high ghost fan tower, just make a nymphomaniac, marvel and sigh.

"Is it pretty? Long Jing suddenly asked this question when I was staring at the Ghost Fan Tower.

I knew it wouldn't ask such a question for no reason, there must be a reason, so I frowned and asked, "Is there any problem?" Is there a problem with this building?"

"You know

Is it made of anything?" Long Jing asked me.

"You just said I was in your belly, didn't you do it?" I originally wanted to say that it was made of Jin Sinan's gloomy wood, but I remembered Long Jing's previous statement, so I changed my original statement.

"You were indeed in my stomach just now, but I didn't do this building, I just used my body to bind it. Guess again! The results are likely to be more than you can imagine!" Long Jing said with a hint.

My brows furrowed even deeper, and I even had a little headache, and my temples pressed together, sore and swollen: "Isn't it the gloomy wood of Jin Sinan?" I heard those tomb robbers say before, they are all veteran tomb robbers, and you can see at a glance what is real and what is fake. "

It was as if I was talking to myself, and as if I was answering Long Jing's question.

"If it were that simple, you wouldn't have asked me, there must be something different." I muttered to myself.

Long Jing looked at me chattering, so he said: "You are only half right, this is indeed made of Jin Sinan's gloomy wood, but it is only half of this building, the true face of this building has been hidden by me, didn't you kill that phaseless ghost?"

"You're talking about the ghost mother?" Although I guessed that it was the ghost mother, I still asked.

"That's right, it's her!" Long Jing replied.

"Is there any connection between this?" I asked.

"Do you remember that she was full of hands, feet, eyes, and mouth?"

"Remember!"

"Well, do you want to see the real face of this building?" Long Jing suddenly changed his painting style.

I know there must be a problem, but the answer is in the true face of this ghost fan building, as long as you see everything, you will understand, it is useless to ask, because if Long Jing says something shocking, I will not believe it, so I said very simply: "Okay!"

Long Jing stopped talking, and then I saw that the Ghost Fan Tower in front of me began to change, and the ancient wooden structure of the ancient building, which was originally pitch black, began to change.

"What's going on?" Just like a curtain, the ghost fan tower showed its true face little by little, and as the curtain was opened, what I saw was no longer the ghost fan tower built of golden silk nan's gloomy wood, but a pile of corpses, a pile of corpses taller than the ghost fan tower.

These corpses were not complete, they were all stumps and broken arms, all kinds of corpses, some of them were adults, some of them were children, some of them were old people, some of them were men and women, all of them were corpses.

"What do you mean?" Seeing this mountain of corpses, I had a bad premonition, so I asked unceremoniously.

"It's not interesting, I just want you to know the truth!" Long Jing's tone was light, its previous voice was very neutral, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but this time, the light tone made me feel that it might be a little female.