Eighty-nine San Diego
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Cassius' fingers brushed lightly over the white jade plaque of "Santiago", and an imperceptible fluctuation flashed in his cloudy eyes. The plaque that once hung on the largest opera house in the imperial capital www.biquge.info is now placed in the miscellaneous items, as if the former glory has also dimmed with the precipitation of the years.
"You're just going to put this plaque here?" the old man looked at the gorgeously dressed old man sitting across from him, "Karan, you didn't even keep Santiago. β
"In fact, Santiago is this white jade plaque, and this white jade plaque is Santiago. Karan Stuart played with her gemstone ring, a blooming rose carved into the ruby, "Now this plaque is here, then this is San Diego." β
"You're more excused than you used to. The old man said coldly, and Karan smiled silently.
"Why don't you hang it outside?" asked Cassius softly, "It's a mess to put it here." β
"It's too easy to be stolen when left outside, especially in this weather. In the past, when this plaque was in the Grand Theater, there were people consciously guarding it all the time. And now there is none, and the person who was able to guard it died ten years ago. β
"But you're not dead, Karan. β
"Greg, you don't either. Karan laughed, "You're just contaminated with dragon blood, and you're not dead, are you?" β
"Thanks to you, you will not be blind until you die. β
"He really deserves to be the number one hunter in the hall. Karan leaned forward, "It's an honor to meet you, Venerable Lord of the Thorns, Greg Thor. β
Greg's face instantly darkened. Seeing this scene, Cassius sighed slightly: "I've been arguing for a lifetime, how long will I quarrel again?"
"It's been ten years, and he's still so poorly spoken. Greg pointed to Karan's nose, "It's clear that he couldn't save Santiago, and now he can blame me." β
"Gregβ" Cassius was about to say something, but Karan raised his hand to stop him.
"Greg, you're right, I'm looking for a reason. Karan whispered, "But I've done my best, and I bought this plaque at a high price." You've seen the fat guy who bought the opera house before, and he bought everything, including this plaque. β
"So you're showing us about your efforts? Or the money. Greg's tone was still icy, "But you could have saved Santiago in the name of the Stuart family, but you didn't. β
"Yes, you know why? Greg. Karan gradually put away her smile, "Because the children who loved Santiago the most ended up dying in Liuyun." β
Greg fell silent for a moment, and a heavy sadness flashed across Cassius's face.
At this moment, a dazzling thunderbolt suddenly flashed down, illuminating the imperial capital in an instant. From the perspective of the three old men, they can just see the complete imperial capital from the window, the prosperous and prosperous imperial capital, but it looks so pale and powerless under the lightning. In the most important part of the imperial capital, there is a tall tower that stands out from the crowd, and lightning casts the shadow of the tower on the white jade plaque of Santiago.
Like a dying emperor, it sat on its throne and looked at its former land through lightning, and then died in silence.
Karan lifted the teapot and poured tea into three small teacups, small pieces of tea swaying in the tea, steaming from the cups.
"For 10 years, I've tried to forget about the clouds. Karan said softly, "Forget the worst defeat in the hall, but I can't, Greg, Cassius." You know? I used to sit alone on a stool in San Diego, listening to a high opera, and there was no one around me. β
"It's also bitter for you to stay in the imperial capital alone. Cassius said.
"Bitter? Actually, it's not bitter, the hardest thing to endure is loneliness. Cassius, you're lonely too, I can see it in your eyes. Greg, you too, otherwise you wouldn't have gone to the Fallen Lands to make trouble as soon as you returned. β
Greg opened his mouth, originally wanting to say, "Lao Tzu is not lonely." But in the end, he didn't say it, so he tried to change the subject: "Cassius, how is your illness?"
"Sometimes it's good and sometimes it's bad. When it's bad, no one can remember it, just remember their name, and when it's good, like now, at least they can chat with old friends and catch up on the old days. Cassius smiled reluctantly, "I'm going to retire anyway." β
"It would have been a retirement ten years ago, the three of us. Karan picked up the conversation again, "We're old, and at their funeral, I felt like I was too old to walk. β
"You're still dressed like a playboy. Greg continued to taunt, "Why, do you still want to meet a beautiful girl with big white legs at the prom?"
"Because I can't get old, Greg. Karan said softly, "I wanted to give up, but when I saw Rudo Kraft's stubborn donkey, I changed my mind and gritted my teeth again." β
"Rudo Kraft. Cassius whispered the name, a name that had almost disappeared from his memory.
"He's dead. Karan said, "Died in the snowy mountains." β
Greg's strong body trembled slightly, he raised his head, and his bloodshot eyes stared at Karan: "Iliad?"
Karan nodded: "He is still looking for the Iliad, looking for the strength enough to deal with the Dragon Emperor Mussolini. My grandson Jingmen found him, and then they went into the snowy mountains together, and in the end neither of them came back. β
Karan said this calmly, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him. However, at the mention of the word Jingmen, Cassius still noticed that his hand holding the teacup trembled.
The three of them fell silent again, looking at each other and at the rainstorm outside the window.
"Karan, do you have any wine?" asked Greg softly, "I don't like tea, I want to drink." β
Karan didn't answer, but silently took out another pot from under his feet.
"The wine was strong. Karan reminded, but Greg didn't listen to him. He lifted the lid and poured it into his mouth, and he drank the pot of wine in the blink of an eye. Greg slammed the flask to the ground with a crunch.
Karan silently took out another pot. Greg took one look, then lifted it up and poured it into his mouth, and then threw the flask away.
Karan took out another pot......
After drinking five pots, Greg collapsed directly into his chair, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes closed and he snored.
"His body has regressed, one pot less than it was ten years ago. Karan took out another jug of wine and looked up at Cassius, "The two of us split?"
Cassius nodded a little helplessly: "Then divide it." This guy is still exactly the same as before. β
"Well, I still like to get drunk to escape. β
"Maybe he's been blaming himself for ten years, he's always been guilty, he wasn't in Liuyun on that day ten years ago. β
"He's not going to change anything. Karan took a sip of her wine, then said, "If he's here, it's just you and me today." β
"You're right. The Dragon Emperor, Mussolini, is too variable. Cassius took a sip as well, then put the glass back on the table, "Say, what are you doing with us coming back? I'm not like Greg. β
Karan smiled: "Your brain is still very bright, and it doesn't seem to be too old. β
"I just know you too well. Cassius shrugged.
"I called you back to show you this. Karan took out a rolled-up painting from her bosom and laid it flat on the table, "What the Eye of Heaven has seen after ten years." This is a copy volume. β
Hearing the "Eye of Heaven", Cassius's face finally changed. He hurriedly looked down at the copied oil painting, but the longer he looked at it, the more puzzled he became.
"What does that mean?"
"I don't know. Karan shook her head, "I don't know what it means, this abstract style of painting really doesn't seem to come from the Eye of Heaven, but it is indeed what the Eye of Heaven sees." β
"From the painting, it looks like a hunter and a dragon fighting, butβ"
"It's just that these red eyes are really unsettling, aren't they? Karan said softly, "This belongs to the eyes of the Dragon Emperor Mussolini." β
Another thunderbolt fell, and the lightning illuminated Cassius' pale old face, while Karan hid in the shadows due to the angle, avoiding the light.
"What does that mean?" Cassius asked again.
"No one knows yet. It's a secret and don't tell anyone. β
"I know, of course, what do you think. β
"The Eye of Heaven can't go wrong, it's a prophecy. There will definitely be something not so good about to happen. "It's a prophecy, and the omen is coming." This is the precursor I received today. β
Karan took another bundle of parchment from his bosom and handed it to Cassius. Cassius opened the parchment, and his eyes widened in shock.