Volume Two, Dusty Memories, Chapter 21, The Dragon Patriarch
"Then what?" My great-grandfather leaned against a big tree and asked in a low voice.
"Blood rain poured down from the sky, and the whole sky was red. The children were already frightened, but after being drenched by the blood rain, they felt comfortable all over, as if they had taken a panacea. So, all the children came out of the house and stood
They raised their heads to bathe in the rain of blood. I don’t know how long it took for the blood rain to stop, but the children still stood there blankly. Their pores were enlarging little by little, desperately sucking in the red falling from the sky, just like those
It is their nourishment.
Such a strange scene lasted for a long time before some children started to move. The sky had already returned to its previous appearance, but the light was very bleak, as if the blood rain had drained the blood from the sky.
Some children discovered something unusual in the house and called the braver children to come in and check. As soon as they entered the room, the children knelt down because they saw a picture on the wall. The picture was made of blood.
Painting, there is another one in front of the painting
A large vat of dried blood. There is a person in the painting, with a green face and fangs, but a human body and ox hooves, four eyes and six hands. The six hands are equipped with swords, armors, spears, halberds, knives, and halberds, which are lifelike. There are dragons and beasts bowing their heads all around.
The beast knelt down and worshiped, and thunder fell from the sky.
The older child, who was the first, began to mutter something, shouting that God has me, the Dragon Family. When the other children saw the child shouting, they also shouted. Suddenly, shouts like a mountain and a tsunami came from inside and outside the house.
." The man seemed a little tired when he said this. He changed his posture and moistened his throat with wine.
"I said you're not a storyteller, why are you always telling me off? Come on, tell me, who is that god? The Jade Emperor?" Grandpa Grandpa muttered while chewing a grass root, clearly not hearing enough.
"Dad, is that god Chi You?" Liu'er asked, gesturing.
"Yes, that god is the god of protection of our clan, Chi You. Before the children stopped calling, Chi You's arm in the painting moved. The corner of his finger holding the Cang Zhu Sword was clearly asking the children to go and investigate. At this time,
Among the children there was a man named Long Chan, who led a group of people there.
I saw a white light in the corner, which made my eyes hurt. I couldn't see anything. The leader Long Chan didn't know when he pulled out a seedling and stabbed it into the chest of the man next to him. The kid next to him was caught off guard and waited for the knife to be drawn out.
After that, he could no longer struggle. Long Chan stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the blood on the blade, strangled the child's neck, and pointed the blood spurting from his chest towards the white light.
The white light suddenly lost its light after being exposed to the dirty things. In fact, Long Chan only needed to get chicken blood at that time, but it was corroded by the rain of blood, and everyone was filled with a violent aura.
Above is a letter, or a suicide note.
People of the Long clan:
I, Long Ao, did something wrong and almost overturned the entire Long family. Now the Long family is offering blood sacrifice to the Lord of Jiuli, hoping that the Lord of Jiuli can cure the undead poison and leave a bloodline of the Long family.
The rain of blood has passed, and you are born from the blood. You all have a life span of fifty years. All the dragon clans will look for my king in their lifetime. They want to see people when they are alive, and they want to see their bodies when they die. If my king is alive, pursue him and regain the world;
If he dies, his bones will be crushed and his ashes thrown away.
You have already given birth to inner demons. Has the Lord of Jiuli preached this message? He chants it every day: The ice has been cold for eternity, and all things are still. The heart should be calm, and I hope that I am alone. The mind and spirit are united, and the energy should follow each other.
, unfazed by any change. No delusion, no anger, no desire, no pursuit. No abandonment, no abandonment, no action and no self.
Don't break the dragon's veins.
Sinner Long Ao's masterpiece.
After that, the Long clan was divided into five branches and went to look for our so-called king. After fifty years of life, when the fifty-year death knell rang, that person still turned into a puddle of yellow water. Many people saw that
They all ended their lives before fifty, so the Long family lineage became withered.
Our group was looking for the Jiangnan area, and we actually got news that Wang had been here. And there was no news about Wang in the end. There were rumors that Wang brought countless people here and built a mausoleum.
, sleep here forever.”
"What king? I always say king, king, king, are you a dog? However, the man seems to be looking for a king's tomb, there must be something good." Great Grandpa narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly.
"Then why is grandpa still here?" Liu'er frowned. She already knew that she would end up like that, and she felt very uncomfortable.
"Humph, so what if we find it? We can't even find the entrance, so how can we crush that man to ashes?" When the man said this, his whole face was distorted, and he was gnashing his teeth.
"Can't we just wait to die?"
"Try your luck. I originally wanted to give him a blood poison and use his vitality to find a way out of the kid I met in the village. But unfortunately something unexpected happened and he suddenly came out. I have already calculated the days ahead.
It was a blood moon, and it was not a good time to kill people. When I killed the country boy, I had already put corpse powder on it. I expected that no matter how powerful the blood moon was, the corpse would just turn into white zombies, so it would be easy to deal with it.
Who knows that the zombie powder on the corpse has become useless for some reason, turning the corpse into a black zombie. Although the black zombie can be subdued, there may be some changes under the blood moon, so we can only use the child to hold it down.
Black zombie." Having said this, the man knocked on the ground fiercely.
"Good guy, my knife destroyed the corpse powder and almost killed me." My great-grandfather was also stunned for a moment. It was his own fault that the emotional grass baby turned into a black zombie.
"Hey, that's not right. Well done, well done. This grandma's man talks about using life to find a way. Don't think I don't understand. It's clear that he wants to use my life to find a way." Great Grandpa narrowed his eyes.
, revealing a hint of fierce light, and his body flashed into the darkness.
"But dad, after we escape and hear the roar of corpses shaking the sky, will there be any future trouble?" Liu'er asked with careful gestures.
"What are the consequences? The black zombie Zombie Roar. If we fight, who will win and who loses. Besides, if we set out the fire, Zombie Roar will be burnt to coke. Even if he doesn't die, just don't pester us.
Those farmers can just resign themselves to their fate."
"This time we had misfortune. We also lost the gold-encrusted black sword. It was a treasure."
"If it's lost, it's lost. Every thirty years, we still need to offer a brave and three incense sticks to come in. It's nothing compared to this. And most of the things that were touched on Colonel Jin's body are in my place. A handful
It's just a black knife. The decoration is so gorgeous, nothing can compare with things like black donkey hooves and golden talismans." The man patted his backpack and then motioned for Liu'er to sleep first.
Liu'er was already in a daze at this time, and soon fell asleep against the big tree nearby. The man arranged his backpack by the bonfire. It seemed that the man must have obtained it by murdering others, and the person who clicked on his back must be them.
The golden captain in his mouth.
Night is a good disguise. Neither Liu'er nor Hanzi noticed Grandpa Grandpa in the canopy of trees nearby. But with the mantis stalking the cicada and the oriole behind, Grandpa Grandpa didn't notice the black shadow sticking out from behind him. (To be continued)