Chapter Eighty-Five: The Scholar of the Ground
Ryugu City.
in civilian areas.
A courtyard.
in the room.
Eerie yellow talismans plastered the entire room.
A few white candles flickered.
The cold breath diffused
The smell of dansa and pungent disinfectant water fills the area.
But it is difficult to hide the rancid smell mixed in it.
And in the very middle of the room.
There was a coffin that had been painted bright red as blood.
And the coffin is in the middle.
Lying was a girl with a pale face.
Wearing a bright red wedding dress.
At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he has a delicate face and no blood.
The chest is slightly raised, without a trace of undulation.
Suddenly.
The girl's eyes snapped open, revealing a grayish-white with no pupils.
The eyeball moves in the orbit in a way that violates the structure of the human body.
At the same time, the brass bell hanging above the coffin shook violently.
A dull bell rings like a mourning.
Immediately afterward, it seemed that movement was heard.
A hurried sound of footsteps approached, and the door was pushed open.
An ugly old man with gray hair and who looked to be at least sixty years old.
Hurriedly pushed the door and walked in, shouting anxiously.
"Xiang'er, my daughter! Are you hungry again, don't worry, Daddy has brought you something to eat. β
Looking at the girl's constantly rolling eyeballs, the old man was anxious.
Quickly took out a blood bag from the cabinet on the side, skillfully connected it to the plastic hose, then took out a pair of scissors, inserted it with a pop, cut the throat of the girl's corpse, and inserted the end of the plastic hose into the throat of the girl's corpse.
And the girl's throat was weirdly wriggling, as if she was sucking.
Grunt.
The blood bag begins to dry up.
As a result, before she took two puffs, the girl's face became hideous, as if she had eaten something extremely unpalatable, and a mouthful of blood spat on the old man's face.
"ββ! He"
His mouth opened, revealing his sharp teeth, and he struggled to get up and bit down on the old man's neck.
"Ahh Xiang'er! What are you doing? I'm your father, Xiang'er! You ......"
The old man's face changed, his whole face was distorted, and he slapped the girl in the face.
Smack-
Clickββγ
The sound of a broken neck bone is made.
"How dare you waste it! How dare you waste it! Do you know how much effort Lao Tzu put into getting this blood for you! Did You Know?! How dare you waste it! β
Bang Bang Bang β
The old man slapped him several times in succession.
Until the girl's corpse made a whining sound, and her eyes flashed with fear.
That's when I stopped.
And at this time, the old man saw the girl's miserable situation, hugged the girl with a distressed face, and shouted, "Xiang'er, my daughter, Dad is wrong, Dad shouldn't beat you, but the limelight has been tight these days, Dad has no ability, and he can't get it alive, and when this time passes, Dad slaughtered the old king next door and fed you, the old king is white and fat, but it is fragrant......"
"You can endure it for a few more days......"
As he spoke, a few drops of transparent liquid dripped onto the girl's face without a fight.
The old man snorted and sucked up the sparkling saliva from the corner of his mouth.
Insert the plastic hose down the girl's throat again.
While putting her face against the girl's face, it was like telling a bedtime story.
Whispering about where he ate which breed of people when he was young, the flesh and blood were very fragrant......
Which position is suitable for steaming, and which position is suitable for stir-frying.
Of course, it is also delicious when eaten raw, and the bones crunch when bitten.
The girl also seemed to have her appetite aroused, and her throat began to gurgle and squirm.
"Xiang'er, listen to me, legend has it that behind the sixth heavenly gate of the illusion world, there is a big pool of blood.
The blood inside is the blood of the immortals, and the taste is much better than that of mortals.
Later, you will fly up with your father.
Shall we go where we go? β
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And at this time, in the middle of the roadway.
A young servant with a look of arrogance on his face.
Swiftly walk past the rag-clad civilians.
Glancing around, muttering a few times.
He stopped in front of a dilapidated compound.
Knock knock, knock on the courtyard door.
After a few moments, the door creaked open.
A skinny, skinny, and terrifying-looking face was revealed.
This is an old man who looks to be at least sixty years old.
The eyebrow bones are spit out, the eyes are turned out, and there is crystal saliva at the corners of the mouth.
It looks like a dead man!
And the look in his eyes was like eating him......
The servant was startled, and the haughty look on his face disappeared and became respectful.
"You are Mr. Shi, I'm here to deliver a message to my master......"
"As long as you solve that person, sir, even if it is a thousand living people, even if it is ......"
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Old Man Shi snorted and laughed like a child.
Humming an unexplained song, he turned back to his room.
"Xiang'er, good news, great news! It's time for big business! β
Hurry up, hurry up! Pack your things and let's go out!
After this business, we don't have to starve!
Maybe we'll be able to fill our stomachs and have more strength to push open the damn third day door! β
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Ryugu University.
Lecturer's dormitory.
Sit at your desk.
Jiang Ge looked at the newspaper that had just been delivered this morning and groaned slightly.
"As soon as this report comes out, coupled with the matter of the Light Chaser Society, those high-powered parliamentarians should be almost unable to sit still."
"Dogs can jump over the wall in a hurry, rabbits are in a hurry to bite people, so they have to guard against it."
"Fortunately, I have asked Liu Wenjun and the Sultan to hide first and avoid the limelight first."
A smile appeared on Jiang Ge's face.
"Next, just add one more fire, and my goal will be achieved."
Flip the newspaper aside.
Jiang Ge took out the bronze box he had dug out from under the dragon egg from under the bed.
on the bronze box.
The pictures and texts of the leylines and mountains and rivers are circulated.
There is a haunt of mystery.
In fact, last night, he tried all sorts of ways to open the box.
The result, of course, was a failure.
It's the same as the suitcase that carried the Sunfall revolver at the beginning.
This bronze box also has some kind of powerful seal attached to it.
But the strength of this seal is not at all comparable to that of a mere suitcase.
Even, this bronze box alone is a secret treasure of extremely high rank.
Know-it-all, this is definitely a secret treasure above the beginner level.
This made Jiang Ge even more curious about what was in the box.
As for the interpretation, as a month's prompt for what he had obtained, he didn't want to stuff it into the research tank so rudely for the time being.
And there is a faint warning from the research tank that this thing is too high-level.
It's not that it's impossible to decipher, but the time of interpretation is definitely measured in years.
"At present, the key to open the box should be the 'Shanhai Yuanjun' series, the beginner-level and even higher-level secret legends."
"And this secret biography is actually engraved on the body of the box, but unfortunately I can't understand it."
Jiang Ge looked at the strange and distorted mysterious words on the bronze box.
The text seems to possess some kind of anomalous power.
When he entered his eyes, he saw the change of the leyline water streaks.
This feeling gave him a sense of dΓ©jΓ vu.
After a little thought, Jiang Ge found information about this kind of writing in his memory.
"It's ...... The symbolic writing used by geographers? β