Chapter 118 Under the sound of swords in the deep house
"I can't tell you my name." Long Ji said.
"Why." asked the ragged boy.
"Father said not to tell strangers your real name easily. It would be bad if the other person is a spiritual magician. You can call me Long Ji." The girl replied. "What do you want to tell me? Sit down and tell me."
"Oh. Okay."
Long Chang jumped lightly and fell from the crenel. He sat next to Long Ji silently. Under the moonlight, he finally saw his face clearly. That pale complexion, peeling skin, and sluggish pupils did not belong to a living human being. Long Ji let out a short cry of surprise. But she didn't feel scared. If we talk about the level of ugliness, the lover from another world she summoned through "Ghost Marriage" is much scarier. Speaking of which, this description is ugly and has the aura of the dead. The monster made her feel close to him.
"You're not afraid of me." The boy turned his head and said with a bone-white mouth.
"Is this the result of 'deterioration'?" Long Ji asked.
Long Chang shook his head. "This is the ability I got in the Ten Thousand Bones Pit. It's called 'Armor Body'. This body is actually dead. Therefore, the dragon spine guards cannot detect the aura on my body, and they can't sneak in secretly." It will wake up the napping internal affairs envoy. My true body is practicing in another world... Oops. I'm injured again." A deep wound with bone visible appeared on his arm out of thin air. The skin and flesh were rolled up. No blood flowed out. The boy was a little uncomfortable. He said politely: "When my real body is injured, it will be reflected in this body. In theory, this connection should be weakened. In short, there are many inconveniences."
The girl stared at him with bright black eyes: "In other words, your real body and the summoned object are actually inverted. You live in the world with the summoned object."
"You can say that. But the other world is also real. You can also say that I live very hard in the other world." Long Chang narrowed his eyes and replied.
Long Ji nodded: "This ability... is actually very similar to my ability. It's just that my strength is still too weak. I can't bring my friends from other worlds over. Even if I try my best to summon them, they are just a bunch of shapeless ones. Just white bones."
The tattered boy looked at the moon. His feet were dangling on the wall: "You are a descendant of the clan. You don't need to become very strong to live peacefully in this life. It's not like us. We can't leave this big prison for the rest of our lives. We are crowded every day. I force myself to fight for food in a pigeon cage. I never know that one day the people around me will turn into monsters and swallow me. Fortunately, no monsters are interested in me. They don’t like to eat dead people. Probably.”
"You cannot choose your destiny." There was no hesitation or confusion in the girl's eyes. "This is what the teacher told me. There is no use in blaming others. Tell me what you want to tell me."
"Oh, right. I almost forgot." Long Chang patted his head. "Didn't a very beautiful little girl die? I know who killed her. During this time, I often crossed Dragon's Back here. I came here to hang out and happened to see that scene. I don’t know who to tell. I was so bloated that my insides were about to explode.”
"Long Yi." Long Ji turned to look at him. "You were there when Long Yi died."
The boy nodded and said: "I was sitting on the tree over there that night, planning to steal something to exchange for money. You know that the belongings of the Zong family are very valuable over there. Even an incense burner and two rolls of bamboo can be enough to exchange for a week's food. But I was afraid of alerting the big shots. I would be doomed if someone discovered me. I sat there and waited for the night to get darker. At this time, the little girl with a round face walked out of the yard alone and turned a corner along the alley. When we got to another courtyard, there was a middle-aged man waiting for her. Just one glance made me so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my throat. It was just a joke. The heart in this body has long since rotted. .That man is the most powerful person I have ever seen in my life. Even from thirty to fifty steps away, I can still feel the sharp and sharp murderous aura coming from his body. It hurts the skin like countless small needles. .”
"Do you recognize him?" Long Ji asked.
Long Chang was so angry: "I don't know even half of the entire clan. Even if the head of the clan is standing in front of me, I can't tell him apart. Only the one who can recognize him is a ghost. In short, he is a very powerful man. He whispered something first, but I couldn’t hear it because he was too far away. Then the little girl squatted on the ground and activated some magic. A lot of mud squeezed out from the gaps in the floor tiles, forming crooked words on the ground. .What exactly is written? It’s too far away and I can’t see it clearly. Even if I can see it clearly, I can’t recognize it. No one taught me how to read... Anyway, after reading this line of writing, the man nodded. He raised his hand. He killed the little girl. He couldn't see how he did it. It seemed like an invisible knife cut the little girl's throat. Blood spurted out five steps away. He picked up the little girl and returned to the yard. She hung on the flagpole. She glanced at my hiding place and then disappeared. This sight almost scared me so much that I fell off the tree. There was no breath of life in me, no breathing or heartbeat. Unexpectedly It can also arouse his alertness. It scares me to death..."
"Invisible knife." The girl frowned. "Wait a minute. This is wrong. When we found Long Yi, there was a 'pseudo mud' verse formed from soil on the ground under the flagpole. The verse predicted her own death date. .If she was killed elsewhere, how could she activate her ability to write verses on the flagpole."
The boy patted his forehead again. From a hole in his skull, you could see his bluish-white brains dangling inside. "I forgot to say. I forgot to say. After the man killed the little girl, he wiped the words on the ground with his feet. Fall back to this yard, hang the body on the flagpole, and then stand there and summon the mud to form the line of incomprehensible ghost symbols. He seems to have the same ability as the little girl."
"This is even more impossible." Long Ji said doubtfully. "Long Yi's 'Pseudo Mud' is a special ability that only happens once in three hundred years. No one else in the entire Long family can use it. Are you sure you read it correctly? "
"Wrong. Huh." Long Chang was so angry that he raised his voice: "Don't look at this body's eyesight and hearing. But as long as it's something I, Long Chang, say, I dare to give you a 10,000 guarantee. If I say it, Half a lie. Let the Dragon God smash me into minced meat, chop me into stuffing, stuff it into buns, and throw it to the wild dogs."
The girl shook her head: "It's not that you lied. But...wait a minute. Is the invisible knife you mentioned like this?" She stretched out her hand and made a finger gesture. After brewing for a long time, the sword finger swiped hard through the air. A piece of green tile on the wall cracked in half. After taking a few breaths, Long Ji asked: "I didn't practice well. Is it just like this?"
"Yes, yes," the boy said happily. "That's it. I'm a hundred million times stronger than you."
Long Ji's expression looked a little confused. "This is one of the nine methods of the Long family, the 'Scythe Dragon'. Even in the Zong family, there are not many people who can practice it. I have decided to give up this practice... Then the man you are talking about What does it look like?"
Long Chang thought for a while. "Medium height. Not fat or thin. Wearing black clothes. Face covered. Can't see clearly. He should have a beard. Eyes are scary. Oh, by the way. The shoes he is wearing are very strange. They look like two They are only on the left foot. But they still walk very fast."
"It turned out to be him." The clues suddenly connected in Long Ji's mind. The five-year-old girl's eyes widened and she was shocked by her own thoughts. The man described by the boy was none other than her father. She did not see her father often. The most recent time We met two weeks ago. My father was wearing two left-footed shoes. He said that he had recently mastered the art of "Silly Dragon" and began to focus on practicing the "Lame Dragon" footwork. He wore lead-soled left shoes weighing 15 pounds for half a year. It takes half a year to change two right shoes. This is a very advanced cultivation technique for Lame Dragon. And there is a huge secret hidden in his father. He will never tell others about it. He only accidentally revealed it to Long Ji during a conversation. One scale and half a claw.
That day, my father came back victorious from a mission. He was in high spirits. He drank a few more drinks at the banquet. As the night fell, the crowd retreated, leaving only the father and daughter in the room. The father drunkenly said that he wanted to perform a new trick. I saw him flicking the wine glass with his fingers and inserting a chopstick. The whole glass of wine solidified into a hard piece of ice. When he lifted the chopsticks, a crystal clear popsicle appeared. My father chewed the ice cubes while saying. "This is an ability absorbed from a traitor of the Long family who was killed during a rape. It is a rare ice type. It is not very useful. But it is quite interesting."
Long Ji did not speak. In addition to the one thousand and twenty blood abilities of the Long family, it is said that there is also an extremely rare ability called "Big Bite". Legend has it that the user of this ability killed another Long family member. . Being able to use his bloodline abilities for your own use is like a blank dictionary. Every time a bloodline heir is killed, a new line of words is written in the dictionary. Long Ji vaguely guessed that her father was the legendary "Great Devourer". The holder of the power of "Pseudo Mud". If what Long Chang said is true, then it was his father who killed Long Yi, seized the power of "pseudo mud", and hung the body on the flagpole all night.
Long Ji was not close to her father at all. But this guess still made her heart tighten. Long Chang, who was on the side, didn't notice the change in her mood. He looked up at the moon: "Oh no, it's too late. We have to show some truth now." You can go back when you can. At three o'clock, the housekeeper will change his shift. That annoying thirteenth generation old man can sense the aura of the dead... It's really troublesome. I forget the time when we start chatting. I'm leaving. Long Ji. In two days God will come to play with you again." The boy said and stood up.
"Wait a minute. I still have questions..." Long Ji stretched out her hand and only caught air.
Blood-red flowers bloomed on the wall. In an instant, a gorgeous flower carpet was spread out. Manjushuahua from another world bloomed gorgeously. A bandaged arm slowly rose through the void. Then rose from the sea of flowers from another world. The sound of a young man drawing a sword on the dragon's spine rang out. The internal affairs envoy noticed something strange and started shouting. Long Ji jumped off the low wall and returned to the courtyard. Looking back, under the moonlight, the young man from another world was fearlessly facing the sword-wielding man. The housekeeper's smart eyes turned to her face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Fifteen years later, at the inn on the south bank of the Holy River Gunan, a silver rose shone brightly.