The world was spinning, and I was in a trance, as if I was reunited with a mysterious world after a long absence.
Jiang Che appeared in a dilapidated small house. The decorations inside and outside the house were very retro, which was the same as what he understood as the ancient road.
"Is this a scene from the old times..." Jiang Che frowned slightly and couldn't help but think of Qiying Town.
However, the environment here is much worse than that in Qiying Town.
The moon is setting, the crows are crying, and the cold wind is biting.
In the small courtyard, the grass and trees were withered and yellow, and lifeless.
The room was dusty, dark and damp.
There was a pungent smell in the air, not rancid, but an odor that was hard to describe.
The courtyard door was closed, and Jiang Che was the only one in the room...
"I haven't even finished the B-level difficulty, so I just reached the A-level." Jiang Che beeped, making his teeth ache.
At this time, the task prompt sounded in my ears.
"In a remote corner, miasma and epidemics spread, natural and man-made disasters occur, and people die and ghosts live."
"Main mission: Find out the origin of the plague."
"Mission time: ten days."
"Warm reminder 1: A sudden plague has swept through the town. If you are accidentally infected, it will be fatal."
"Warm reminder 2: Due to the severe miasma, there is no distinction between day and night."
"Task overall difficulty: a."
After the mission reminder sound faded, Jiang Che also frowned.
"The main mission is to find out the origin of the plague, which means...it is no longer feasible to survive as before. We have to find the source within a limited time."
"The challenge tasks are not directly announced, that is, they are hidden and you need to find them yourself."
"According to this information...it seems that the only useful information is 'this town is infected by the plague'."
"As for 'in a miasmatic land, there is no distinction between day and night', it probably means that there is no alternation between day and night."
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Che decided to go out for a walk.
After all, this mission can be regarded as forcing challengers to go out and explore.
It is definitely impossible to complete it while staying "at home", not even the main mission.
After making a decision, Jiang Che took out the black knife and prepared to go out.
As soon as I stepped into the small courtyard, a biting Yin Qi swept over me, very high.
Carefully taking off the door bolt and pushing open the courtyard door, the scene outside came into view.
Mist was billowing on the street, giving the illusion of being covered in mist. The road surface was covered with cracks and potholes. The buildings on the roadside had collapsed, collapsed and burned, but only a handful of them were still standing intact.
The streets were empty, not a soul could be seen, and the whole town was eerily quiet.
At this time, the side of Jiang Che's courtyard door facing out was covered with ravines and claw marks. In some places, dried blood remained, and even fragments of fingernails could be found...
"Someone must have wanted to go in, but the person inside never opened the door..." Jiang Che thought in his mind.
After all, the courtyard wall is nearly three meters long, and most people cannot climb over it.
At this moment, a scream came from the ruins not far away.
"ah!!!"
The scream broke the dead silence of the town, but soon disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
And just when Jiang Che was about to touch it and take a look, a line of blood words suddenly appeared in his mind.
[Being brave is a good thing, but being too brave is not necessarily a good thing. It is always good to look at the almanac before going out and be more prepared...]
"???"
Jiang Che was stunned, why did his golden finger feel so different?
What is meant by being too brave is not necessarily a good thing.
God damn, check the almanac before you go out...
What on earth are you sarcastic about?
However, just because of the reminder, Jiang Che remembered something.
I still have an urn that I haven't opened yet. This challenge is not only A-level, but also involves the ranking in the Wuhou Conference.
If you don't open it this time, you are crazy.
So, Jiang Che chose to open the urn.
"Open the expensive urn x 1"
"Item obtained: a bag of rice"
"Item obtained: a jar of fine wine"
"Item obtained: Candied Haws x 2"
"Item obtained: rag doll x 2"
These things... why do they feel so weird?
Jiang Che frowned slightly, and then moved towards the direction where the scream came from just now...
…
…
At the same time, the real world.
Outside Zhuge Mingshi's bedroom.
Zhuge Wuming, who had lost his former grace, was kneeling on the ground, his face pale.
On the side, Zhuge Chengfeng said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, get up, it's useless..."
"..."
"Brother, don't be like this, don't be like this."
Zhuge Wuming ignored his younger brother, but opened his chapped lips and shouted with all his strength: "Please, patriarch, resurrect my mother!"
"elder brother……"
"Please, patriarch, resurrect my mother!"
"It's useless, brother, heavenly magic can't save people! There has never been any record in the clan that heavenly magic can bring people back to life. Don't be obsessed with it anymore."
"Please, patriarch! Resurrect my mother!"
"Please the patriarch! Resurrect my mother!!!"
"elder brother!"
"Get out! You useless thing! Get out of here!" Zhuge Wuming wanted to push Zhuge Chengfeng away, but he had been kneeling for several days and his strength at this time was not even comparable to that of a child.
Ever since he lost to Jiang Che, he has been kneeling here.
And there is only one purpose for doing this, and that is to ask the patriarch to use heavenly magic to resurrect his mother.
Just when Zhuge Chengfeng wanted to continue persuading.
"Squeak."
Zhuge Wuming walked out of the house.
Seeing this, Zhuge Wuming quickly moved his knees and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Please the patriarch to save my mother, please the patriarch to save my mother!"
"Chief! I beg you, I beg you."
Zhuge Wuming, who was arrogant and arrogant in the eyes of his tribe, was now in a state of embarrassment.
He was like a helpless child. While begging Zhuge Wuming, he kept kowtowing to him, hitting his forehead heavily on the ground again and again.
Zhuge Chengfeng on the side burst into tears.
In his heart, his brother is like the proud man in the novel.
He has a background that most people cannot match, and he is extremely talented and stunning.
He never thought... that he would see his brother in such a sorry state.
At this time, Zhuge Mingshi leaned over and said: "Get up first."
With Zhuge Mingshi's support, Zhuge Wuming stood up unsteadily, his knees already numb.
"Chengfeng, go and move a stool for your brother." Zhuge Mingshi said.
"No, clan leader, you can sit down, I'll just stand." Zhuge Wuming said.
Zhuge Mingshi smiled and said: "Does our Zhuge family still lack stools to sit on?"
Zhuge Wuming: "..."
Then, Zhuge Mingshi called Zhuge Luoluo and asked her to treat Zhuge Wuming.
After Zhuge Wuming's energy and blood recovered to some extent, Zhuge Mingshi asked everyone to go out, leaving only Zhuge Wuming in the house.
…
"Please, patriarch, save my mother." Zhuge Wuming spoke again.
Zhuge Mingshi sighed: "If I remember correctly, your mother passed away ten years ago, on the third day of June, it was raining lightly, right?"
"yes……"
"To heaven and earth, we are just passers-by; to time, we are just travelers."
"It is said that death is like a lamp going out, but the bond of love is never broken. They just move from one world to another."
"The world is prosperous and there are three thousand mortals. In this life, people know that dust will return to dust and dust will return to dust, but in the end, there will still be many regrets."
"Some things have not been done, some things have not been done, some things I dare not do, and some things cannot be done. In the end, this sentence will always be the same."
"If at that time……"
Zhuge Mingshi's voice was full of vicissitudes of life. After a moment of pause, he looked at Zhuge Wuming and asked, "Wuming, do you want to know what your mother said before she left?"
"What did she say?!" Zhuge Wuming suddenly felt nervous.
Zhuge Mingshi: "She asked me to help you stay away from the mysterious world and become an ordinary person."
Zhuge Wuming: "..."
"So I tried my best to prevent you from coming into contact with the mysterious world. Even if you showed amazing talents, I still relied on the opinions of the elders to continue to suppress you and prevent you from going too far on this road."
"But in the end, I lost, and you still became the most outstanding young man in our family." Zhuge Mingshi said with a smile.
"Later on, I gave up your mother's last wish and gave all the family resources to you. I made all the records in the family open to you for you to read and read."
"My parents are deceased, I have no children, and I am all alone. I have even thought about training you to be my successor more than once."
"What a pity...I never expected that your mother's death would become your inner demon."
Zhuge Wuming: "Chief, what's happened now, what's the point of what you said..."
"Yes, yes."
Zhuge Mingshi took a sip of tea and continued: "In the Zhuge family, apart from me and the elders, you have the highest authority. In the past ten years, you have read almost all the family records."
"Let me ask you, how much information on Tianshu have you found?"
Zhuge Wuming shook his head, "Except for what was announced to the public, I couldn't find any other information about Tianshu."
Zhuge Mingshi: "Then let me ask you again, who told you that heavenly magic can go against the will of heaven and bring the dead back to life?"
Zhuge Wuming: "..."
"Don't you want to say it yet?" Zhuge Mingshi said with a smile on his face and was not in a hurry.
After a while.
Zhuge Wuming looked relaxed and said, "The Illuminati."
"Be more specific." Zhuge Mingshi said.
Zhuge Wuming: "The Chief Deacon of the Illuminati, the Flame Demon God, Wang Yan..."
Zhuge Mingshi nodded with satisfaction.
"Patriarch, I have nothing to do with the Illuminati, and I have not betrayed the family!" Zhuge Wuming said quickly.
Zhuge Mingshi said nothing.
Zhuge Wuming: "Didn't Jiang Che also want to use heavenly magic to resurrect Yan Yibing? I have investigated him, and this is the purpose of his participation in the Wuhou Conference."
"If it is unreasonable for me to learn this news, then what about Jiang Che? How did Jiang Che know about it?"
"He learned it from the mouth of a judge." Zhuge Mingshi said.
Zhuge Wuming: "So?"
Zhuge Mingshi: "We did not tell the people in the Conspiracy Bureau that heavenly magic can bring the dead back to life."
"..." After a moment of silence, Zhuge Wuming's eyes trembled slightly.
Zhuge Mingshi poured him a cup of tea and said: "If you want heavenly magic, I can pass it on to you, even if you are not the leader or the clan leader."
Zhuge Wuming's eyes widened and he was speechless for a moment.
Zhuge Mingshi waved his hand and said: "Don't be too quick to be happy. When you learn the art of heaven, you will know whether I have lied to you before."
"But before that, you have to do another thing first."
"Clan leader, please tell me, Wuming is willing to go through fire and water!"