Chapter Twenty-Eight: Old Acquaintances
According to the Ancestor's description, in the darkness unique to that deep sky star sea, he also saw the scene I had seen not long ago.
The lonely island floating in the black ocean, the creatures that played twisted movements in strange shapes
And, of course, the ancient god who has been sleeping all the time in the deep cavern.
"When they opened the star gate in order to save their lives, that is, in an instant, the flesh of these heretics was absorbed by the ancient gods, and they became part of the ancient gods forever, leaving only the flesh and blood of the flesh and blurred bodies on the ground," the old ancestor recalled to himself, and continued with us: "I can feel the ancient gods sleeping, and I can even hear its leisurely snoring."
As soon as the words fell, the old ancestor suddenly paused and looked at us left and right.
"I don't know about others, anyway, the people around me, including myself, are unconscious when they sleep, and their breathing is the same as usual," said the old ancestor, who seemed to mean something: "Sometimes some small insects crawl over, fly over, and accidentally eat them in our mouths, or are carried into the nose by our breathing."
"You're saying we're the little flying insects to the sleeping Old Gods?" I frowned and asked, "No matter how careful we are, one of its unconscious movements will bring us ruin, right?" ”
"Yes." The old ancestor said: "The dependents who were absorbed at that time are examples, and it is a matter of an instant that I, a bystander, was also unconsciously hurt by it, and I lost most of my vitality, and it was impossible to recover on its own, as if I had been sucked away from my life."
As he spoke, the old ancestor raised his hand and looked at his arms, which were still as strong as middle-aged.
"At most, I can feel my life counting down," the old ancestor muttered, "You haven't experienced anything like this, you can't understand how it can be mad to watch your life go by and not be able to stop it."
Hearing this, the mermaid and the others were silent, and the expressions on their faces were extremely sad.
Among these people, the oldest should be the Shark Grandfather, but for the Ancestor, the Shark Er is also a child, and it is said that the Ancestor grew up.
For the relationship between them, I think it must be very complicated, not as simple as the patriarch and the clan, almost equal to father and son.
The ugly boy of the "Old Ancestor" walked over with red eyes, hugged the old ancestor's arm tightly, and spoke with a crying voice: "Don't you die, okay?" If you leave us, we will all be bullied by others in the future! Nobody is going to protect us monsters."
Before he could finish speaking, the old ancestor gently stroked his head twice, and his tone was extremely kind, just like the conversation between a grandfather and a grandson.
"No matter who you are, there will be a day when you will die, not to mention that I have lived long enough, and it is also a relief for me to be able to meet the arrival of death"
The old ancestor smiled, and the fear of the ancient gods before was also swept away at this moment, and his face was full of a long-lost confidence.
"Xiaoyou, I said, as long as you help me, I can do anything for you" the old ancestor said, laughing: "This is also my thick skin, even if you don't help me, I have to deal with those bastards, and in the end I have to owe you a favor!" ”
"Ancestor, don't worry, even if we don't have that deal, I have to help you." I said, and the expression on my face became real: "We are friends, friends, don't talk about those false things." ”
"Good, good!" The old ancestor nodded incessantly, then raised his head and glanced at the sky, and said to us meaningfully: "The reason why I am saying so much here is nothing more than to let you know how terrible that monster is, and we are very likely to lose this battle if we die for the rest of our lives." ”
"It doesn't matter." I shrugged my shoulders: "Even if we don't avoid the war, when those bastards come to the next generation, we will still have to die." ”
"If Kunlun Mountain didn't have the breath of the ancient gods, maybe our chances of victory would be greater," the old ancestor sighed.
"Don't think about it so much."
As I spoke, I pretended to be calm and lit a cigarette and took two heavy puffs.
"The star gate hasn't opened yet, even if that thing wakes up, it's a difficult thing to come to the afterlife, maybe it's just some remnants of the afterlife, and it has no effect on us."
The Old Ancestor sighed: "I hope so. ”
After that, we didn't talk much about this topic, but discussed how to get to Kunlun Mountain.
The process of our discussion was extremely simple, with only four sentences.
"Flying with us?" I asked.
"No, we'll do it ourselves." The old ancestor replied.
"Go by yourself? By car or? Situ couldn't help but open his mouth and looked at the old ancestor curiously.
The ancestor's answer is very simple, and it is difficult to accept, just three words.
"Run."
After getting this answer, Situ wanted to say something more, but was persuaded by me.
From the Xiangjiang River to Chengdu, nine times out of ten they also came running, this is not a joke, although I don't know how they run, but whether it is by car or plane, I don't believe that my ancestors can sit in.
Is his size a joke?
After a short goodbye and a meeting place, we went our separate ways.
To be honest, I'm curious about the means by which the ancestors "moved".
After saying goodbye to us, the old ancestor waved his hand and beckoned the shark and the others to his side, that is, in an instant, they disappeared inexplicably.
It was as if it had evaporated out of thin air, and it was incredible to look at.
"Awesome, this is teleportation??" Qibao's eyes widened, as if in a dream, and he looked at the air in front of him with a confused expression: "What about people??" ”
"Maybe it's just running too fast," Chang Longxiang muttered, "There is no sound at all, their methods are really unique enough"
Hearing this, everyone nodded their heads one after another, saying that the abilities of these aliens are really varied, and they have to catch up with teleportation when they run so fast!
"Let's go, too." I laughed, stretching my back, my face full of feigned composure, God knows how nervous I was
It is no exaggeration to say that it is like going to the execution ground, but you can't help but go, and if you don't go, it will be more troublesome.
After that, Situ drove us straight to a military airport.
On the way, we specially told Situ not to let the grandson who flew the plane last time take us to Kunlun.
Passenger planes and transport planes can be used as fighter jets, and I'm still quite afraid of this kind of gameplay.
If his mother's grandson doesn't want to die, we still have to die, who is like him to live enough??
Situ was also full of promises, but he said that he didn't know about the specific things, after all, he didn't worry about arranging the captain, and someone else would do it.
Sure enough.
Sometimes fate is just that.
When we arrived at the airport, as soon as Situ stopped the car, I saw from a distance that the pilot was standing 100 meters away and waving at us.
The moment I saw him, I felt an urge in my heart.
If it really doesn't work, I'd better run to Kunlun
"It's him again" Qibao looked at the man with a pale face, as if he had seen a ghost, and his voice was trembling: "He can't be an undercover agent from the old sect, right?!" ”
"Undercover fart." I smiled bitterly, gently patted Chang Long Elephant on the shoulder, and said quietly: "If it's really him, when he flies the plane for a while, you will go to the cockpit and stare at it, it's best to take the guy out, even if it's a machete, coercion and temptation to look at you." ”
Chang Longxiang knew how heavy the responsibility on his shoulders was, nodded solemnly, and said that this matter was handed over to him, and he was sure to let the grandson open steadily, as long as he dared to mess around, he raised his hand to be a knife.
"Are you stupid?" The old man glared: "If you give him a knife, won't we have to go to the ground!" ”
Hearing this, Chang Longxiang hurriedly said that he was just addicted
"Don't worry! I will never cut him! I cut myself to force myself with my life, and I don't believe."
"What's the matter? Self-harm? The old man was stunned.
I sighed, didn't continue to listen to their muttering, turned to Situ and said, please change us with a pilot, this is really unbearable
"He's the only one." Situ smiled awkwardly: "He is the only pilot arranged for you above, saying that you can't just let people get involved."
At this time, the pilot seemed to see an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, and he ran over excitedly and held my hand through the car window very affectionately.
"Brother! Let's meet again! ”