"The entire Qingluo clan has always adhered to a simple lifestyle as in ancient times. We don't use cars or electricity. We farm by ourselves. We live in villages in the mountains for generations. We make money by solving worries for people and some families and making fortunes and predictions.
We have been living like this for many years to get money and repair and renovate the family house. Of course, there are also people who leave the family because they are longing for modern urban life...for example...me", he paused, his eyes flashing with anger and unwillingness, "
It is precisely because of this way of life that my entire clan has been suppressed, and I, who have always longed for modern urban life rather than living in a village, have been spared from death."
"Stop the killing?" Qingtian was surprised, "Qingluo has outstanding prophecy ability, why didn't he predict it in advance to avoid genocide?"
"Although divination and prophecy are inherited from our Qingluo bloodline, most of the reasons are because our people have been familiar with the Bagua and Yi Jing since childhood, lived in nature, and are good at observing celestial phenomena and predicting human trends, so we can predict
The Qingluo people do not interact much with the outside world and keep a low profile. Therefore, the ability to predict is rumored to be amazing. There are only a few heirs with truly outstanding prediction ability! In fact, my father also had a long time ago.
I was told when I was born that a foreign race like ours cannot survive for a long time. And in my lifetime, there will be an inevitable catastrophe in Qingluo, which may even lead to the annihilation of the clan. But I didn’t expect that it would come.
So fast."
"An alien race?" Qingtian was confused, hearing words he had never heard before, "You mean, your Qingluo tribe is a different race from us?"
"Yes. In addition to the Beiming family you know, our Qingluo family, in fact, there are many humans of alien blood in this world. Although they are said to be aliens, in fact they are not the same as normal humans. Their appearance, blood type, and body
Organizations are no different from normal people. However, due to the inheritance of blood, there will be a certain item or a certain special ability that ordinary humans cannot achieve at all, and cannot even detect the cause. These abilities,
Maybe it's infinite strength, maybe it's extremely smart, maybe it's unusually cruel, maybe it's amazing endurance...many, many. Our family once had an ancient book. I've read it, called "Strange Stories". It was written from a long time ago.
I have counted the books on foreign bloodlines that have been circulated and recorded before. Counting from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, there are at least nearly a hundred types that have been passed down to this day. But... with the passage of time, the evolution of human beings, and the mutation of society,
Due to interference for various reasons, many of them have gradually disappeared, and no trace can even be found."
l Pause for a moment and return to the topic, "We Qingluo have always lived in simplicity, so our bloodline has been kept relatively pure, so the inheritance time can be longer and the number is slightly larger. Because of our ability to predict, Qingluo has a big brain.
The nerve distribution and cell count are somewhat different from those of ordinary people. We are easily aware of any subtle changes and are overly sensitive. Therefore, in our middle and later years, we are susceptible to brain diseases. This is a major disadvantage. And black fear is taking advantage of our youth.
This malpractice of the Luo people was injected into the well water in our village. They secretly operated and bribed the tribesmen for a whole month. In the end, the personalities of the tribesmen in my village changed drastically. Nearly half of them went crazy, lost their humanity, and became cruel and violent.
When my father learned that the Black Terror was coming to arrest people that night and take everyone away as test subjects, he would rather die than give in. He chose to plant a bomb and blow up the village himself, leaving only me alive."
It turned out that the reason for the annihilation of the entire clan overnight was precisely because of a series of research here.
Qingtian pursed his lips and said, "Brother L, have you ever thought that it would be more dangerous for you to take revenge here? Once they find out that you are a descendant of the Qingluo tribe, the consequences will be disastrous. Moreover, you are not alone at all."
Possibly against so many enemies."
"They are fearful. For their own purposes, they are crazy and develop drugs. They have already killed countless innocent people. That strange drug not only harmed my people, but I believe it will also harm more and more people in the future. Therefore,
Before I came, I had something
Ready." L's eyes were full of affirmation, "Although I rarely predict, because I have been living in the city, my ability to predict has been reduced, but I believe that my intuition is not wrong. This time, this dark and scary thing will happen.
The research base will be destroyed."
"Then what you call sacrifice?" Qingtian was a little nervous, "It doesn't mean sacrificing you, right?"
l paused for a moment, his face changed from blue to red, and it was very complicated. In his deep eyes, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking, but there was a faint trace of blood on his dry and thin lips.
"This is not something you should worry about. In short, I will ensure that you are sent out safely." L's face turned, and he threw the small basin in his hand directly in front of her, and said fiercely, "Okay, don't ask.
So much. This is not a problem that a stupid and stupid kid like you should worry about. Wash your dirty face quickly. It’s black and dirty. It’s dirty and ugly. I’m going to bed. You and that back knife
Girl, I have nothing to do tonight, don’t disturb me!”
With that said, he got into bed alone, without even looking at Song Qingtian, and fell into a dull sleep.
The rapid and violent change of emotions completely caught Song Qingtian off guard.
She lowered her head and glanced at the small basin thrown in front of her. She looked at the unusually clear water in the middle that covered the bottom of the basin. Suddenly her heart felt sour and red circles appeared in her eyes.
Because she remembered that in the afternoon he saw brother L being beaten up by some men in black. When he came back, he didn't say a word, saying that he accidentally went to the minefield, made a mistake, and was punished.
It turned out that he wanted such a small amount of water that even his palm could not cover...
On a sunny day, my heart was agitated, a little sour, a little painful, astringent, rushing to the tip of my nose, and I felt that there was still a lot of bitterness.
My heart was throbbing uneasily, one after another, very fast, and very uncomfortable. During the discomfort, there was actually a slight flow of heat...
What does it feel like?
She doesn't understand.
Did she have a heart attack? Or was it some other special feeling?
She only knows now that Brother L is the best person to her besides her family, friends and elders in the alliance and organization!
*****qian****mo****mo**********Original first release****
Qingluo.
I quickly returned to my bedroom, put on my pajamas, turned on the dim desk lamp, and carefully looked through the few remaining title pages in the past six months. On the first one, I saw a simple record left behind from the previous one.
It is written in Chinese, Qingluo, the whole clan, the end-point cultivation test target, a total of one hundred and sixty-four people.
Release time, January.
As a result, everyone died.
At the end, English letters are marked and have been deleted.