MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 557 lucky

  Chapter 557 Fluke

  As the moss turned into gold, Li Ang's entire head became extremely heavy.

  He closed his eyes and let the moss cover his eyelids, covering every part of his mind that might be in contact with the outside world. Then he opened his spiritual knowledge and used it as a supplement to his eyesight.

   Pat, clack.

  Cui Yi's fingers dripped with wax oil, she looked at her melting palm in astonishment, and murmured: "Am I a nightmare?"

   "You are not a nightmare,"

   Li Hanquan, who was also melting, hugged his wife and said softly: "To me, you are real."

   Li Ang stretched out his palm, and the moment his fingertips touched his parents, the two collapsed.

   "Dalang, what did you do?"

  Chai Cuiqiao's parents tremblingly said that their bodies also showed a tendency to melt, but it was much slower than that of Li Hanquan and his wife.

   And Chai Chai himself did not.

  The evidence has been revealed, and the nightmare has been resolved.

   Li Ang with his eyes closed turned slowly, facing Chai Cuiqiao,

  The latter finally reacted, raised his arms with a pale face, and stood in front of his parents.

"Step aside."

   Li Ang said calmly.

   "I won't let it!"

  Chai Chai took Li Ang's arm and begged, "They are my parents, I can't lose them again."

   "You will die."

  Li Ang suppressed his emotional fluctuations, and shouted in a low voice: "If you die in the ghost realm, even I can't save you!"

   It is true that moss can heal most injuries, but even moss will not help in the way of draining the vitality—it cannot even replace the brain.

   "I know, but, but"

  Chai Chai couldn’t speak a complete sentence. The memory of sitting on the threshold of the security hall, looking forward to the appearance of her parents every day, and taking herself home was so deep that she would rather die than experience it again.

   "Cuiqiao, let Dalang go."

  Finally, it was Chai Chai's mother who stood up. She held her daughter's tearful face with slightly melted palms, said something softly, and then gently pushed Chai Chai towards Li Ang.

   Li Ang hugged Chai Chai's cheek, and the moss passed through the ear hole and reached the skull, forming the same golden barrier.

  Prefrontal lobotomy will destroy the basic functions of the brain, making people lose advanced thinking ability and behavioral ability, which is no different from death, thus shielding the influence of nightmares.

  The golden barrier completely isolates the brain from the outside world.

  Chai Chai's eyesight and hearing were blocked. She reached out to touch her parents, but she could only find melted wax.

  She wanted to cry, but her lacrimal glands were blocked by moss, so she couldn't shed a single tear.

  The change on Li Ang's side attracted the attention of the rest of the hall.

  They only saw Li Hanquan, his wife and Chai Chai's parents suddenly melted and collapsed, and they didn't know what happened.

   Li Ang undoubtedly explained so much to them, he still closed his eyes, turned his head to look in the direction of Jin Wusuan, and said hoarsely: "Why?"

   During the investigation of spiritual consciousness, on the table in front of Jin Wusuan, there was a square bronze box covered with rust.

   Li Ang can be sure that he has never seen this bronze box.

   This means that the bronze box is hidden from the sight of others.

   Only after undergoing prefrontal lobotomy, or wearing a golden barrier made of moss to isolate the influence of the nightmare from manipulating the brain, can one "sense" it.

  All eyes followed Li Ang and turned to Jin Wusuan,

  Including the housekeeper and guards around Jin Wusan, they all looked puzzled.

   "Hehe, you were discovered by Mr. Li Xiaolang."

  Jin Wusuan's face was pale, and he said slowly: "If I knew it earlier, I should have thought of a way to send you and your companions out of the Yuelai Inn first, and then make plans.

   Sure enough, I can't survive by chance. "

   "Da Lang? Mr. Li Xiaolang, what are you talking about?"

  Guard Jin was in a state of shock, he couldn't understand what the two of them were talking at all, and he didn't know what happened.

  Jin Wusuan did not explain, but instead asked: "Old Jiu, tell me, how much does it cost to hire a Tianbang killer in Chang'an Ghost City?"

"this"

  Jin Guanshi looked hesitant. He has been with Jin Wusuan all year round, and he also knows something about the underground world of Chang'an, but is this occasion suitable for talking about such things?

   "If you want to invite the tenth-ranked killer on the Tianzhu list, you will need to spend at least one hundred thousand guan."

  Staff Jin decided to answer truthfully: "The higher you go, the bigger the amount. Some killers refuse gold and silver rewards, asking for rare treasures that have a price but no market."

   "Exactly."

  Jin Wusuan nodded, and said slowly: "The Jieyi sect of the former Sui Dynasty was famous for his assassinations and assassinations. It is said that as long as the money is enough, even the emperor of the Sui Dynasty and Cardinal Taihaoshan can assassinate for you.

  It's a pity that the killers in Chang'an Ghost City are not as good as before-it is true that if they work together, they can also kill a person like Xuegong Siye,

  But if the target of the assassination is one of the strongest Candle Sky Sorcerers in Yu State, or even in the world, no killer would dare to take it. "

   There was no sound in the originally noisy hall. Candle Sky Magician, doesn’t that mean Lu Qingya? !

  Lu Qingya, who had been talking to his wife and children, slowly turned his face to the side, looked directly at Jin Wusuan, and said calmly, "Treasurer Jin, do you want to kill me?"

   "Yes, I think about it day and night, day and night."

  Jin Wusuan smiled and said, "I've been thinking about it for thirty-three years, and it's been nine months."

   Thirty-three years and nine months,

  Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding the specialness of this date, while some doctors and students of Luli Academy changed their expressions abruptly.

  It is now March of the seventh year of Zaiqian, and thirty-three years backwards, it is clearly Lu Qingya's battle for fame—

  At that time, a demon disaster broke out in a hundred thousand barren mountains, and countless monsters rushed out from the deep mountains, attacking the border towns of Zhou, Jing, and Yu.

  On the other side of Zhou State and Jing State, the monsters are like entering the land of no one, killing wantonly,

   After paying the price of the death of two deputy commanders of the Zhenfu Division and six academic doctors, Yu Guo still failed to eliminate the evil disaster.

  A large number of villages were destroyed and people were killed.

   At the critical moment, Lu Qingya, who was in his forties at that time, turned the tide with his friend Jianquanseng, lured away the evil disaster, prevented the demon from breaking through Kunzhou City, and dragged it until the arrival of the Yu State reinforcements, finally eliminated the evil disaster.

Based on this incident, both Jianquan Seng and Lu Qingya were honored by the late Emperor Yu. The former became a mage who could teach Zen in the palace, and the latter also became famous. After a few years, he successfully inherited the Luli Academy. Long position.

  But, Jin Wusuan is clearly a person from Yuguoling South Road, a survivor of that catastrophe.

  Over the years, he has also been grateful for the kindness of Lu Qingya and Jianquan monk, donating money and materials to Tiantai Mountain and Luli Academy.

   "You didn't tell anyone, did you?"

  Jin Wusuan looked at the slightly changed expression on Lu Qingya's face, coughed and laughed loudly: "Lies are all lies!"

  (end of this chapter)