Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Invitation
Her tears mixed with the rain flowed slowly from the pale cheeks of the Night Wanderer, who choked his throat and muttered hoarsely, "Little baby, the results of my life's hard work have been ruined by you like this."
"I want to kill you!"
The words of the Night Wandering God were filled with outright hatred.
If eyes could kill, I'd been killed 10,000 times by the scarlet pupils of the Night Wanderer!
I probably expected this outcome.
I looked up at the overcast sky, and my mind recalled Fuso, my grandfather, my parents, and those unfinished ambitions, and I felt a deep unwillingness.
There is a high probability that it will be a death, and before I die, I want to talk to the Night Wanderer.
I asked, "Why do you want the bloodline of the descendants of the Zhuge family?"
The Night Wanderer restrained his sadness and looked at me with a foolish look, "Aren't you talking nonsense?"
"The blood of the Zhuge family is divine, whoever gets the blood of the Zhuge family can become an immortal!"
"I don't want to be your enemy, so I discussed with your mother Chen Zhilan and accepted Zhao Mengfu and the fetus in her womb."
"In the future, when the fetus is born, I can use his life to change my son's life against the sky."
I couldn't help but smile when I heard the words of the Night Wanderer.
"I don't know where you heard that nonsense."
Immediately, I pulled the dagger from my waist, slashed my fingers, smeared the blood on the dagger, and threw it to the night wanderer.
"Well, take a closer look."
The Night Wanderer put the blood on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and said with a frightened expression, "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
I smiled lightly and said, "We're all going to die, I don't have to lie to you at all."
"Zhuge family, in fact, there is ordinary people's blood flowing in their bodies, because they have been cultivating all year round and have a clear Dao heart, they have some divinity."
"This kind of divinity can be possessed by anyone who is willing to cultivate."
Ye You looked at the dagger with a dull expression, and muttered incredulously, "That must be the reason for your cultivation of the exercises!" The exercises of the Zhuge family have the power of the world, and they can change their lives against the sky and save my son!"
I immediately took out a copy of "Fuxi Bagua Book" from my bosom and threw it to the night wandering god.
"Well, that's it. If you think it can save people, I'm willing to give it to you directly."
"However, to cultivate the Fuxi Bagua Book, you need to start practicing it from a young age, with a clear state of mind, no obsessions, no delusions."
"Actually, as long as you can do these two things, it's also good to practice other Dao Sect exercises."
"After all, the Fuxi Bagua Book is obscure and difficult to understand, and the reason why it has not been handed down is not because it is precious, but because there are too few people who can learn it."
The Night Wanderer held a dagger in one hand and a book in the other, and tears rolled down again.
When she looked at me, there was no more hatred, only deep confusion and self-blame.
"I...... I've hurt so many people for these two things."
"yes, those are the two things." I nodded and said indifferently, "Actually, if you said you wanted it earlier, I could give it to you directly."
Puff –
The Night Wanderer fell to his knees and raised his head to cry in a terrible voice.
"I've spent my whole life doing this!"
I ignored the cries of the Night Wanderer, for she was pathetic, but not pitiful.
Whenever I think she is a little pitiful, I have to ask the mountain of dry bones and human skins if she agrees.
After crying, the night wanderer barely stood up on crutches, staring at me with a straight gaze, as if he had made a big wish.
"Zhuge Qianlong, in the name of a dying person, I post to your Zhuge family***!"
"First of all, please bring my son's body back from the Demon City Hospital."
"Second, please, help my son get revenge!"
I hesitated for a moment and said, "First thing is good. As for the second piece...... If your son's enemy doesn't deserve to die, I never will
indiscriminate killing of innocents."
Originally, I thought that after hearing this, the Night Wanderer would become angry and threaten me with self-explosion.
What she didn't expect was that she actually laughed dumbly.
Looking at the way she shivered, I had no doubt that she would go away.
After the laughter, Ye Youshen's demeanor became a little more depressed, and he said in a bitter and self-deprecating tone: "If that *** doesn't deserve to die, there really isn't anyone in this world who deserves to die."
"That's it, I'm so far in life, it's useless to talk more."
"Zhuge Qianlong, your Zhuge family has no bad seeds, I underestimated you."
"My son's name is Zhao Dabao, Chinese New Year's Eve this year, now in the Magic City Hospital, was diagnosed by doctors as brain dead."
"I originally hoped to use your Zhuge family's bloodline as the best, as well as the Five Elements Blood Sacrifice Array to bring him back to life, it seems that this idea has been a castle in the air from the beginning......
The Night Wanderer grunted as he walked towards the back door on crutches, his voice gradually weakening, until at last he could only faintly see a small black dot.
Suddenly, a car came speeding up and stopped in front of me with a creak.
Murphy held the Zhenyin Sword in his hand, and got out of the car in a hurry, his eyes vigilantly looking at the back of the night wandering god leaving.
"Qianlong , I heard Zhao Dailei say that the night wandering god came to find fault, and you are in danger."
"Do you want me to chase after him and kill that old guy!?"
"No need." I said indifferently, "She's just finding a place for herself to die, and she's never going to bother anyone again."
"To die?"
Murphy looked confused, and my heart was heavy, so I didn't bother with her.
When the door opened, Sun Mingjin's bleeding had stopped, and he was lying flat on the sofa at this moment, his face was much more ruddy.
"Big brother, thank you for saving my life!"
"Otherwise, this wound of mine will be burned by the Night Wanderer for a while, and I will be crippled if I don't die."
Looking at the hideous and terrifying wound, I sighed, "After you were injured, you took me and Zhao Dailei all the way, otherwise you wouldn't have been spread to the internal organs by the toxin."
Immediately, I tore off a piece of paper, wrote down the name of the medicine, and handed it to Zhao Dailei.
"You go to Baicaotang to find Zhuo Jun, take my black card to buy medicine, and tell her to ask for the best vintage."
Zhao Dailei held the prescription and asked nervously, "Mr. Zhuge , my sister ......"
"She ran away."
I meditated on Zhao Mengfu's birthday, pinched my fingers, and explained after a while, "She experienced this calamity, and her life did not fall but rose, and her fortune soared."
"Presumably, it was during a period of time in Wuzi Mountain that she won the favor of the Night Wandering God, so much so that she was accepted as a disciple."
"Think about it, when we entered the cave, Zhao Mengfu was wearing a black robe, like a night wanderer."
Zhao Dailei nodded thoughtfully, "It seems to be the case."