Black crows were circling in the sky, and on the marble floor, a beautiful woman wearing a smoky blue cheongsam was holding a teenage boy, standing in front of a rockery.
Behind the two of them, a young man wearing a Western vest glanced at his watch. The monocle on the bridge of his nose reflected the faint light. He glanced behind him, as if waiting for something.
The hazy drizzle wet the young man's mantle. He looked up at the beautiful woman beside him in confusion and asked:
"Master Chief, why are we standing here?"
Gong Yangwan said calmly: "Waiting for someone."
"Who?"
"you do not need to know."
"Oh..." The young man nodded, looked at his wet clothes, and said again, "Master Chief, why don't we hold an umbrella?"
"What? You can't bear this little bit of wind and rain?" Gongyang Wan said coldly, "To become a truly strong man, you have to experience the baptism and tempering of wind and rain... If you can't stand a little rain, you'd better go home as soon as possible.
Bar."
The young man opened his mouth, then lowered his head silently and said softly:
"I'm not afraid of wind and rain... I'm just afraid, Master Chief, that your clothes will get wet and you'll catch the cold."
Gong Yangwan glanced at him and said nothing.
"coming."
The young man wearing a monocle looked in a certain direction and suddenly spoke.
Gongyang turned his head and looked around, and saw a figure in black in the gray drizzle, holding an umbrella in his right hand, slowly walking across the wet marble pavement. The eaves of the umbrella hung slightly, blocking the person's face from view.
Not real.
His footsteps made no sound, like a ghostly figure in the rain curtain, quietly coming in front of everyone.
"I have met Mr. Lin." The young man said respectfully.
Lin Qiye raised the corner of the umbrella and looked carefully at the gentle young man in front of him. A flash of surprise flashed between his eyebrows:
"Hu Jia?"
"It's me." The young man smiled, "But now my name is Lu Fanglin."
"We haven't seen each other for two thousand years, and you have taken that step... Congratulations."
"You are still far away from Mr. Lin."
Lin Qiye looked past the young man to the two people behind him. In the past two thousand years, Gong Yangwan's appearance had not changed at all, but the young man she was holding in her hand made Lin Qiye feel familiar.
"he is……?"
"The child I picked up from the roadside is now also a member of the Evil Suppression Department." Gongyang Wan replied.
"Hello, my name is Nie Jinshan."
Hearing these three words, Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly. He lowered the umbrella brim slightly to cover his face again, and said helplessly:
"You shouldn't have brought this child to see me... It would be very troublesome if you involved me in his cause and effect again."
Gongyang Wan was startled, "Isn't this child more than a hundred years different from your time? Does he have a cause and effect with you?"
"have."
"I understand." Gongyang Wan nodded, "Hu Jia, take him around."
"yes."
The young man stepped forward, took the young man Nie Jinshan's hand, turned around and walked into the misty rain.
During this process, young Nie Jinshan opened his eyes wide, trying to see the mysterious man's face clearly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see clearly. His eyes were full of confusion.
When the two of them walked away, Lin Qiye slowly spoke:
"What's the matter with coming to see me this time?"
"Yes." Gongyang Wan paused for a moment, "I plan to disband the Evil Suppression Department."
"Disbanded?"
"That's right... Over the past two thousand years, the Suppressing Evil Division has experienced ups and downs in the changes of dynasties. From the initial ten or so people, to the hundreds of people at its most prosperous time, and then to just a handful of people..."
She lightly hooked her fingers, and a layer of skin peeled off the rockery in front of her, revealing a huge stone salvaged from the East China Sea, with tens of thousands of densely packed names engraved on it.
There was a look of reminiscence in Gong Yangwan's eyes, as if he was in a trance.
"Today, the feudal dynasty has been completely destroyed, and the world has entered a new stage... The Zhenxie Division is no longer suitable for this era."
Lin Qiye thought and nodded slightly.
Gongyang Wan is right. Even though for the past two thousand years, Gongyang Wan has been constantly changing and improving the model of the Zhenxie Company according to the changes of dynasties. However, in the face of this century with the great leap forward in people's thinking and the explosive growth of science and technology, Zhenxie's
It is bound to be difficult for Xie Si to keep up.
What's more, the decline of the feudal dynasty and the fact that the world has completely forgotten the existence of the Zhenxie Division has made it very difficult for the Zhenxie Division to recruit new members. As of now, there are only less than ten members left. This is not Gong Yang.
Wan's leadership is unfavorable, but it is the inevitable result of changing times.
"It's not necessary to disband. If we change our ideas and models, there might be a chance of improvement." Lin Qiye advised.
The Zhenxie Division was founded by Huo Qubing, but what it contains is Gong Yangwan's two thousand years of hard work... Now that she is disbanding the Zhenxie Division, she must be a little reluctant to give up.
Gong Yangwan shook his head,
"Lin Qiye...I'm tired."
"For more than two thousand years, I have been working hard for the Suppression of Evil Division... There are so many people in the world who are desperate to pursue immortality, but for me, immortality is a kind of torture.
A-Zhuo is dead, and we have become the pinnacle of humankind. As early as two thousand years ago, I should have followed him to the grave... In order to suppress the evil division, I kept devouring strangers to extend my lifespan, and I survived.
today.
In two thousand years, I have swallowed more than 140 foreigners alive... My current body is completely made up of more than 140 living people.
Now I have to close my eyes when I take a bath, because when I see this body, it makes me feel sick... I'm tired, Lin Qiye, I'm really tired."
Gongyang Wan looked at his white and tender palms, but his eyes were full of disgust and disgust.
"I... don't want to rely on cannibalism to gain immortality anymore."
Lin Qiye looked at her painful face and fell into silence.
"So, you asked me to come because you want me to help you get rid of it?"
"The Suppressing Evil Division has been disbanded, and my mission of more than two thousand years has finally come to fruition... I can be like the Marquis and transform into a heroic spirit to protect the destiny of the country, but this kind of immortality that relies on cannibalism... I don't want to continue.
Already."
"The process of performing the Soul Hiding Technique is not easy. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"It's just pain." Gongyang Wan laughed at himself, "Strip the skin and bones, cut open the heart and take blood...just think of it as my punishment for cannibalism."
Lin Qiye looked at Gong Yangwan's pleading eyes, and finally let out a long sigh:
"I understand...then Nie Jinshan, what are you going to do?"
"Hu Jia and Yan Zhong will take good care of him for me,"
Lin Qiye nodded, and a broken sword slipped from his sleeve into his palm,
He slowly walked towards Gong Yangwan,
"Then let's meet again in a hundred years."
Looking at the sword blade exuding cold light, Gong Yangwan's mouth corners slightly raised, relief appeared in her eyes, and she slowly closed her eyes: