Chapter 156: Fellow Meets Fellow
Today's three shifts, the second shift
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"Mixed Yuan Zhenjun is equal to Spinosaurus!" "Big Mama is not stupid, and she is also very good at logical reasoning. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "God, no wonder - I didn't shoot him again just now, but he fell blind in one eye and fell to the cloud, and he fell to the ground and was embarrassed......"
"That's right. And before that, Lao Pei had just blinded the left eye of the spiny dragon. ”
So Ying Longzi, who had cultivated into human form after a thousand years, also immediately lost that left eye, and quickly healed to be blind for a long time. It wasn't the Holy Healing Technique that healed him, it was time!the time of a thousand years!Oh, oh, oh, history has begun to produce a wonderful linkage—"
Pusira admires herself to death, how can I be so witty? Is there such a complicated plot that can be broken at a moment?
She began to walk around Zhang Liao in circles, occasionally bouncing, excited to crack the gossip mystery - and began to sort out the order from the beginning, "Uh-huh, you listen—the story is like this. In the Mixed Yuan Immortal Valley of the Tang Dynasty, there lived a Ying Dragon, who continued to cultivate for more than a thousand years, and finally attained enlightenment in the twentieth century, and turned into a human form. In commemoration of his origin, he called himself Ying Longzi. But for a certain purpose, he used a certain method, and traveled back thousands of years ago, ganged up with his former self to commit crimes, he rode himself, and captured the Tang Emperor......"
"Yes. When we came to the door, he was afraid that his young body would not be mentally complete and would be difficult to deal with. So let Ying Long go into the deep pool and watch," Zhang Liao began to add from his own perspective. "And he himself - relying on air superiority to fight us alone. He didn't feel sorry for Ying Long, but he felt sorry for himself. Once the hatchling misses, he can't run away, which is the same as the eye that was lost together. ”
"That's why he put forward the condition of 'releasing Yinglong to exchange the emperor', he must first ensure that his young body survives, otherwise, he will also be wiped out immediately......"
Smack - the two couldn't help it, and at the same time raised their right arm and slapped their palms - the case was solved.
What a Ying Longzi, it turns out that you are not human at all! No wonder you don't do anything all day long.
"We keep chasing. Zhang Liao waved his hand and led the eldest grandmother to run along the straight road under his feet. He was concerned about Pei Min's safety, and he didn't care much about Xuanzong.
ran for a quarter of an hour, and with the strength of his feet at this time, it was not less than fifty miles. In the fog of extremely low visibility, a large stone fort suddenly appeared, with stone steps leading to the roof platform on the left and right, and a stone gate in the middle, half-open and half-closed. The road in front of the gate was cut head-on by the stone fort and divided into two forks, one diagonally to the left and the other diagonally to the right.
The two slowly gathered their feet, and Zhang Liao couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he stopped in place and thought about it. Pu Qian stepped forward and pushed open the stone door, swaggered around the stone castle, and came out and said, "What a strange place, not to mention people inside, there are no ghosts." The fireplace was burning, but it was all green—not even a little heat. ”
Seeing Zhang Liao looking at her in a daze, she smiled, "Don't be nervous, isn't it just to choose a route? After speaking, he stretched out his long arm and picked out a flower from the folds of Zhang Liao's shoulders that was mutilated by the impact of Fantianyin.
"Left, right, left, right, left......" She plucked out the needle-shaped petals one by one, leaving only the last one, "to the right!" and laughed happily, "See, the oracle is directed to the right." After speaking, he was very proud, and casually put the petal in his hand in his mouth and chewed it carefully. Well, it tastes pretty good.
This trick also exists in the countryside of northern Sichuan, what does it have to do with the oracle? Zhang Liao shook his head helplessly and smiled.
Suddenly, Pucila's eyes widened in disbelief and she looked around, her jaw almost dropping. In the half-opened red lips, the fragrant tongue still has the residual pigment of the petals.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Liao asked with concern.
"Shhhhh Then she plucked a single petal from her shoulder, handed it over, and motioned for him to eat it.
Although he didn't know why, Zhang Liao obediently took it and chewed it casually a few times, swallowed it - immediately, he was also dumbfounded......
A large number of people suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, and they couldn't see the edge at a glance along the road they came! Although they did not reach the level of rubbing shoulders one after another, they were in an endless stream of people in three steps and a group of five steps. The most peculiar thing is that these people all walk naked, and appear translucent, most of them have blank expressions, and occasionally there is panic and anger.
It's the flower of the other side, it must be it! It makes mortals open their eyes of yin and yang. "It's a soul...... Pusira exclaimed. "There are so many ...... souls who have just passed away"
Regardless of their emotional state, these souls did not make the slightest sound, but walked silently, flowing in the same direction, and only when they reached the stone castle did they split into two columns—ninety-nine percent to the left, and the remaining one percent to the right.
Zhang Liao stood still, and occasionally a passer-by passed by him, seeing his shoulders collide in one place, and then overlapping in an instant, he passed through his body, and seemed to be completely unable to stop their pace.
It's illusory, it turns out that the soul is illusory, or rather, the soul is illusory...... Zhang Liao couldn't extricate himself for a long time. He thought a lot—there must be such an apparition in me, right? He must be no different from what is in front of him. No, it shouldn't be used as "he". Isn't it "him" who is thinking about it now? So, he is not him, he is me.
He raised his hands and looked at them again. The only thing that really counts as a foreign object should be this skin......
"Hey, two. Don't stand here and get in the way. Come in and talk—"
The voice suddenly came from behind him, waking up the two distracted visitors. Zhang Liao and Pu Sira turned around sharply at the same time, and a tall man covered in a black robe was standing in front of the stone castle gate, waving to them.
Pu Sila was aggressive, and raised her hand to grab at the void like a conditional launch, but she didn't catch anything. She was instantly stunned, oh no, there was no sunlight here!
"Alas—it's all here, and I'm still thinking about fighting. Who would be afraid of death if there are people who have died everywhere?" The man calmly took off his hood, revealing a rugged and thin face. The cheekbones are high, the cheeks are collapsed, and the bridge of the nose is high, with distinctly Europa characteristics.
He continued, "You have come here with your physical bodies, obviously not to report for duty. If you're a tourist – as luck would have it, I was the best tour guide. With that, he turned and walked through the stone gate and returned to the darkness.
The two tourists glanced at each other, and Pu Sila nodded, "I just went in, so I didn't pose any danger." The two of them mustered up courage and strode over......
This stone castle has a large hall. In the huge fireplace in front of it, there was a roaring green flame, and as the eldest grandmother said, there was no heat emitted at all.
The glow of the green fire illuminates a long solid wood table in front of the stove, and a dozen chairs are scattered around.
The three of them sat on two sides. Pu Sira was next to Zhang Liao.
The black-robed man spread his hands on the table, palms upward, as a gesture of friendship. "My name is Virgil and I'm the interim head here. He was originally from Rome and made a living by writing poetry. This rare honesty made the two young people opposite feel a little relaxed.
Pusi tightened his eyes, "I saw a sculpture in the Papal Palace in the Vatican, which is a human figure. The model looks almost exactly like you. If I am not mistaken, the inscription on the pedestal reads: 'The wattle hazel and the humble tamarix do not move everyone, but if you still sing the mountains and forests, it will also be worthy of the name of the capital.' ’”
"Oh?" Virgil raised an eyebrow, "the Holy See has given me such an honor?" I thought they wouldn't care about any voices from the darkness. ”
"So, you're the great Virgil?"
"If the inscription is my poem, then the statue is supposed to be me. Virgil didn't feel the need to be polite.
Pu Sira stood up, her whole body burst into three inches of golden light, and the armor of holy light suddenly popped out of her body, wrapping her whole body tightly, and immediately restoring the majesty of the Templars!
Zhang Liao pondered, what are you doing? Before he could reach out to stop him, the Paladin had already put his right hand on his chest and bowed upright.
The heavy armor structures squeezed against each other, emitting a series of sonorous sounds. "Dear Publius?? Virginius?? Your Psalms are still being recited by future generations, Lord Marlowe. Even without the grace of the Church, they will be as immortal as your name. ”
It's rare for these words to be so solemn, especially from the mouth of the Valkyrie Grandma Pu Sila, who has always been full of indifference, which shocked Zhang Liao.
"Ho-ho-ho, call me Virgil. We are equal and commensurate, and there is no order of age here. The poet regarded the knightly respect as an honor, and his heart was satisfied.
Pu Sira smiled, put away the Holy Light Armor and sat down again, her legs tightened, and her posture was much more dignified than just now. "Personally, I like your [Pastoral Song Collection] the most, and [Farm Poems] is also very good. According to the master's suggestion, "you" has been replaced with "you".
"Oh, it's hard to believe that this is coming from the mouth of a knight of light, I always thought that noble blood made you not lower your tsundere's head. If you're talking about Aeneas, maybe I'm more receptive. ”
"Poof—it seems that you don't know yet, the [Aeneid] has been used as a divination manual by the people, and it is deeply believed by fanatical wizards, and it has become a cult!"
"Uh...... Hahaha...... "Virgil was shocked and then delighted, apparently pleased with the unexpected dramatic effect.
"And I, Joan of Arc?? "I am just an ordinary village girl, born in Donrémi, on the border between Ardennes and Lorraine, in a very poor place. It was the war that forced me to step onto the stage of history. Nothing was intended, I prefer to feed pigs and sheep in the country......"
"Oh...... That's why you prefer the Pastoral Collection, thank you for your candor. Actually, I also come from a farming family, and not far from your hometown, in Mantua, Gaul, at the southern foot of the Alps. Fellow, it's a pleasure to meet you—by the way, who is this gentleman?"
"My name is Zhang Liao and I am from the Celestial Empire. It's Pusila's friend. "The self-introduction was succinct.
"Well, the Celestial Empire is very good, the greatest country in the East. "Virgil seems interested. "Now, then, we're friends. Tell me, what are you here for?"