Li Qingwu and Gang Gang walked out. As they walked, Gang Gang said: "Qingwu, your intuition is correct. The dream that originated seems to be destined. Maybe there really is a big clock in this world.
, and the person who controls the big clock is the origin.”
"Last night, Yuanlong War Lord asked Yuanqi to control the big clock in his dream. It can be seen that Yuanlong War Lord should also know the existence of the big clock, but I don't know where he is now."
Li Qingwu replied: "I always feel that all this seems very surprising. How could a six-year-old child have the ability to control a big clock?"
"Also, Steel, is that big clock sure?"
Steel said: "If we are not sure, it is impossible for Chen Feiyu to sacrifice forty or fifty thousand people to go to Wangzang Mountain. This guy is betting, and he is betting that he can win."
"So, we can first confirm that Chen Feiyu went to that ancient tomb, and what was in the ancient tomb? Through scanning, we found something similar to a bell."
"If you combine it with the dream of dependent origin, then the big clock may not be difficult to understand."
"What are you going to do next?" Li Qingwu asked.
"This matter cannot be completed overnight. Besides, I am already old and do not have the ability to wield all this. Therefore, origin is the key. We need her." Gang Tie looked at Li Qingwu and said.
"Do you need origin?"
Gang Tie nodded heavily: "Yes, this child Yuanqi has a very strong understanding, and her talent is much higher than that of her father. Yuanqi will definitely be an outstanding general in the future, and we need her."
"But I don't want to..."
"This is already destined. In the future, when Yuanqi grows up, she will definitely look for her father. This girl has a very arrogant temperament. She will not stay in Kyushu willingly. She has to do something."
"And what we can do now is to help Yuanqi grow and make her stronger." Gang Tie interrupted Li Qingwu.
Li Qingwu said nothing more.
Steel stopped and said: "The big clock may be the key. Qing Wu, if you have any strange dreams in the future, remember to tell me. Maybe this is the only way for us to understand all of this."
"Okay, I understand." Li Qingwu replied.
...
No longer staying, Li Qingwu returned home from the headquarters.
In the evening, Zhou Yuanqi came back from school. Today, she took a history class again and heard the story about Long Dian and its history.
After coming back, Zhou Yuanqi lay down on the table and started drawing.
Zhou Yuanqi drew a person, a man wearing a dragon-top robe and holding a long sword.
Li Qingwu came over with dinner, looked at Zhou Yuanqi's paintings, and couldn't help but ask: "Yuanqi, what are you painting?"
"Yuanlong Zhanzun!" Zhou Yuanqi replied.
"Can I show it to mom?" Li Qingwu asked with a smile.
Zhou Yuanqi handed the painting to Li Qingwu.
Li Qingwu looked at it carefully. Although the painting was not very good, Zhou Yuanqi's inner thoughts were revealed in this painting.
Maybe, she wants to be someone who protects everyone.
Maybe she wanted to atone for her father, whom she had never met before!
"Mom, from now on, Yuanlong Zhanzun will be my idol. From now on, you have to tell me more stories about Yuanlong Zhanzun." Zhou Yuanqi pouted and said to Li Qingwu.
Li Qingwu smiled and replied: "Okay, as long as Yuanqi likes it, my mother will support you, so hurry up and eat!"
After dinner, another evening comes.
Zhou Yuanqi, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly heard a cry coming from his ears.
"origin!"
"Origin!" A voice seemed to be calling her from somewhere.