The Old Gods Are Whispering Chapter 79

Chapter 79 The painting of the grocery store

In the dark basement, there was a snap.

Shu Weng was slapped severely, and the mask on his face was smashed, revealing a face that could be regarded as well-featured. There was no expression on his face, and he lowered his head and did not speak.

"You still have the face to come back?"

The pharmacist's angry voice sounded: "Do you know what you did?"

Shu Weng was silent for a moment, then silently clenched his fists: "I'm sorry, teacher."

"I have told you many times, why do you want to cooperate with the gravedigger organization? We already have a supreme being behind us! What else in this world can compare to a supreme being helping?"

The pharmacist said coldly: "Stupid! You are also from the association, why do you still think they are a bunch of idiots? Do you know how many captains came in just such a campaign? Even that woman Lu Zijin came. If I feel right, There is even the person in charge of the Omega sequence, Chen Bojun! What a horror!"

If you are a former scholar, you will probably be terrified when you hear these names.

But now he really doesn't feel anything.

Because after he went out privately this time, he encountered something 108,000 times more terrifying than these people.

No matter how powerful the Ethereum Association is, it doesn't matter.

"I just want to see who is behind the gravediggers. I want to save more cards so that I can have more initiative when facing Supreme in Asgard."

Shu Weng whispered: "Isn't it all right?"

"If something happens, you're a corpse now!"

The pharmacist scolded: "I have emphasized to you countless times, as long as the Supreme can't get out, He will have nothing to do with us! He can kill us, but the price is that He will continue to be imprisoned in the Asgard! Or wait until Candle Dragon The venerable came back and wiped him out completely. Or, in the weakest state, face the entire association!"

His hands behind his back, he said in a deep voice, "He can't get out of trouble, what can he do to us?"

Scholar: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

The pharmacist was silent for a second, and said: "However, when you mention that thing, you really need to pay more attention. If that person escaped into the fairy palace later, that's fine. But if he was originally a ghost in the fairy palace, then " There is no record in Hsu Fu Ji. This matter... is really strange."

"I'll let the Krakens investigate, and you go and bring back the supplies from the other strongholds."

He ordered: "Be careful, remember that we are not only wanted by the Association, but even the Twilight Organization has blacklisted us. Those spiritual medicines that can be brought back will be brought back. The ones that come back are directly destroyed on the spot, anyway, we don't lack that thing.”

When Shuweng heard this, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said respectfully: "Understood, teacher."

"Okay, I'm going to research a new type of spiritual medicine."

The pharmacist turned around, and said indifferently: "The most perfect spiritual medicine at the extraordinary stage, which will soon replace CMJ113, will establish my name as a master in one fell swoop!"

The bookman said respectfully: "The teacher will last forever, and his name will go down in history!"

Gu Jianlin was lying in the hospital ward, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Tuk Tuk.

Following the knock on the door of the room, Lu Zicheng pushed the door open and came in, with a bald parrot standing on his shoulder, with a stern face and no words.

Chen Qing carried a bag of breakfast, put it on the bedside table, and said with a blank expression, "I've never seen this scene before. I remember the last time I delivered breakfast to you who was hospitalized, and it was the last time."

Gu Jianlin thought seriously for a second: "The last time I heard this conversation was also the last time."

Chen Qing stared at him with a stern face: "You are really talented. You have been hospitalized twice in less than a week after becoming an Ascendant. What else do you want to do?"

Although the tone was reprimanded, it was more worried: "You are not old, you are not young, and you dare to hang up on our phone? If something happens to you, how can we go down to see Professor Gu?"

"Don't say that, Chen Qing."

Lu Zi said in a strange manner: "He is the rookie king of Fengcheng, the number one supernova, the genius seed who entered the Omega sequence, and the person who is valued by the king of blue. You and I have to be honored by him. What's wrong with our phone? Oh, it's not hung up, they crushed the phone. "

At this time, the bald parrot also said in a strange way: "Although you killed them, I still want to ask you. Where are the opponent's teammates? If you can't answer, then I can only give you this wave of kills." You get zero points."

It's all about what and what.

Gu Jianlin was silent for a second: "Sorry."

Lu Zicheng took a picture of an unopened mobile phone on the bedside table, and also carried a calling card.

"I bought a new mobile phone for you, and I also reported the loss of the phone card and reissued it for you."

He paused, then suddenly said, "Thank you."

Gu Jianlin was taken aback for a moment: "Thank you?"

"Thank you for everything you have done for Uncle Mu and the others."

Lu Zi subconsciously groped for the cigarette case, but found nothing, so he could only scratch his head: "The people I'm most sorry for in my life are probably Uncle Mu and his daughter. But because I'm not strong enough, there are still many I can't help them much because of the restrictions on the aspect, and even contacting them will harm them."

He paused: "Thanks to you, you helped them regain their dignity. Although some people still died, it was the best ending compared to being slaughtered."

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second: "What happened back then?"

Lu Zicheng didn't seem to want to talk about anything, he just said: "It's nothing, it's all in the past. Originally, I just wanted you to visit Heiyun City Walled City, and initially feel the evil and good in the extraordinary world, but I didn't expect So many things happened. You kid is crazy enough to make such a big fuss."

Chen Qing said solemnly: "No matter what your father left you, giving you the ability to challenge beyond the next level, but your body can no longer bear it, so you must use it with caution in the future."

Gu Jianlin pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

His own physical condition couldn't be clearer.

This ancient deification, and the use of that weird syllable, almost killed him.

"By the way, I want to tell you that what happened last night should be divided into two parts."

Lu Zicheng said meaningfully: "In the first part, you did kill your superior and your companions, but since they are all fallen, according to the rules of the association, no one can say anything about you. Even if this matter is You are also reasonable if you go to the headquarters. But the problem is, some people, he is unreasonable."

"Many people in the association spoke nicely. They claimed that since they chose to become sublimated, they must stick to the beliefs of mankind. Once they fall, they must commit suicide."

He emphasized: "But when they really fell, they couldn't do it."

Chen Qing said coldly: "Double-standard dogs are like this. Faith is not blown out of mouth."

Gu Jianlin nodded slightly: "I understand."

"So as far as it is concerned, the Yan family really hates you, and can't wait to smash you to ashes."

Lu Zicheng shrugged: "Not only did their two sons die, but they were also kicked out of Fengcheng's extraordinary system. That is to say, from now on, they can no longer get the support of the association and become a family of wild sublimators. You I don't understand the struggle of the extraordinary family, so I'll say it bluntly... within ten years, the Yan family may collapse."

Gu Jianlin probably understood what he meant: "So they will come to take revenge on me, right?"

"Yes, as for the second part, it is Uncle Mu and the others."

Lu Zicheng took a deep look at him: "Did you know? The reason why Uncle Mu and the others survived this time was not because they were taken away for torture or massacred on the spot, but because of one person."

Gu Jianlin understood what he meant: "The king of green, Huaiyin."

"That's right, do you remember what I told you when we first met? In this extraordinary world, only the fist is the greatest truth. As long as you are strong enough, someone will be willing to modify it for you. Rules. The Tribunal is unwilling to offend the King of Green publicly for the sake of Uncle Mu and the others."

Lu Zicheng explained: "But secretly, they will still find ways to make small moves."

Gu Jianlin asked calmly, "So?"

"So, what my sister means is, since you're awake, don't waste your time."

Lu Zicheng snapped his fingers: "Chen Qing, do it!"

Chen Qing walked forward expressionlessly, held down the weak boy on the bed, and started to untie his hospital gown.

Gu Jianlin's expression changed for the first time: "Sister Chen Qing, if you have something to say..."

"To shut up."

Chen Qing gave him a cold look, then threw a bag of new clothes on the bed: "Time is running out, change clothes."

Gu Jianlin felt weak all over, and said with force, "I can do it myself..."

"It's not the first time, why are you shy?"

Chen Qing glanced at him: "When you were unconscious, I took the bath for you."

Gu Jianlin: "..."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Lu Zicheng turned around and pretended he didn't see anything: "Oh right, I forgot to tell you. You are now famous in the Ethereum Association. Not only have you surpassed Lei Ting and become , and has a new nickname. Well... you'll find out later."

After the hospital's confirmation, Gu Jianlin's health was fine, and he was allowed to leave the hospital.

Wearing a white shirt and jeans, with a newly purchased mobile phone in his pocket, he walked out of the hospital gate blankly, passing by the bustling crowd, warm sunshine and choking exhaust fumes.

After the battle in Heiyun Walled City, he returned to the modern city again, as if he had returned to the world.

He lowered his head and bit off half of a fried dough stick, and walked across the parking lot in front of the hospital.

Today is Friday, the temperature at noon is a bit hot, and the sun is rare.

There are not many people on the street. The old man who bought snacks pushed the cart and passed by. The ramen restaurant and Shaxian snacks on the opposite street were crowded with people, and a strong fragrance wafted along the wind.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a grocery store under the shade of the trees on the side of the street.

He froze for a moment, subconsciously crossed the road and walked over.

At this moment, he finally knew why he had to be discharged from the hospital early.

The grocery store still has no door, and the store is filled with a touch of sandalwood.

On the mahogany lounge chair, the white-haired old man lay on it, seemingly asleep.

"Discharged?"

Jing Ci came out of the store, hung a painting on the wall, and said with a gentle smile, "Teacher just had lunch, and he is still taking a nap. God knows how long it will take. You can just sit down."

Gu Jianlin hesitated for a second, then nodded slightly: "Okay... about what happened last time, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Jing Ci smiled slightly, turned around and went into the store to pack up his things.

This is the second time for Gu Jianlin to come to this old-fashioned grocery store. His eyes suddenly fixed on the painting on the wall just now, his pupils shrank slightly, and he froze on the spot.

It is not so much a painting as an essay with ink splashed randomly. The black ink lines criss-cross on the white rice paper, like a dragon reaching the sky, circling soaring into the sky.

Only in the wanton and unrestrained ink lines, there is even a graceful and graceful curve outlined.

At first glance, this painting does not look like the work of a famous artist, but the more you look at it, the more it has an inexplicable meaning. I just feel that the black and white in the painting seem to reveal vitality and death, and the black dragon seems to be about to Flying into the sky, the graceful and graceful curves are like a girl's glance, and the world will collapse.

Gu Jianlin's pupils shrank slightly, because his intuition told him that this painting must have a history of at least two hundred years.

Three thousand and five, there are still today, continue to code words.

(end of this chapter)

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