81 Reciting Poems

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Lanewood seemed to know that Lu Ning would definitely ask this question.

"Sorry, maybe in your opinion, my reaction was a bit excessive. But... I wonder if you know about magic? Since you are a doctor hired by your grandfather..."

"I know." Lu Ning said.

"That's good. I am one of the people of our generation with relatively average talent. What I am good at is only in the application of magic. I can't do any big magic. However, I can still detect some changes in magic. of."

"Sorry, I'm not a magician, Mr. Lanewood. Even if you explain it to me, I won't understand it."

"Oh, okay. To put it simply, I found that the magic power of my father has changed. When this kind of change occurs in a person, it generally means that his magic power has further improved, or it has declined unstoppably. I can't judge. ,so……"

"You feel that Mr. Rennix has no room for improvement, so it is likely that his deteriorating health condition has caused his strength to begin to decline." Lu Ning understood what he meant, "So, does this have any impact on you? ?Mr. Linewood? As far as I know, you have long been independent. Even if something unexpected happens to Mr. Rennix in the near future, you must be ready. There is no doubt that you have the ability to take away the largest share of the current Howard Consortium. a piece of cake."

"This is true from the outside world, but unfortunately it is not like this. I know very well that the Howard Consortium cannot do without my father. None of us have the ability to control the entire consortium. If my father dies, we will inevitably split, not in this current state. I My younger brothers and sisters...although most of them do not satisfy me, they are not lacking in ability."

"Are you afraid that the consortium will split?"

"The split of the consortium will have a great impact on our lives, whether it is life and career, or magic resources. The impact of the former may be smaller, but the latter... Many resources in the magic world come from my father. In terms of operations, we ourselves are not that competitive. I may have been mediocre throughout my life, but my daughter has a genius that can rival her father. I hope she can get the best."

Lista?

Lu Ning actually didn't realize this problem. If everything is solved and all seven children can return safely, perhaps as Lionwood said, Lista will not get such abundant resources - the one who can break into Lista, who met with tourists and created this miracle today, inherited all the property and resources of the Howard Foundation and built it.

Rennix's ability to make a fortune from nothing is not just due to his magical talent.

"I see... unexpected." Lu Ning smiled, "I always think that in a family like Howard, there are more things that are more important than family ties."

"This is a common misunderstanding. I can say that my relationship with my brothers and sisters is not great, but it is just an average relationship. We are no different from ordinary families in terms of family ties."

"In this case, I will tell the truth." Lu Ning took out the note pad in his pocket, "Mr. Rennix's condition has been very stable recently, and his various physiological data have not fluctuated greatly. However, considering the previous As the day went by, it was my responsibility to determine that Mr. Rennix's health had irreversibly deteriorated beyond my ability to treat him."

"Well, do you know how much longer my father can last?" Linewood asked.

"What the doctor gives is always just a reference opinion. Do you really want to listen to my judgment?" Lu Ning asked.

Linewood nodded.

"I'm afraid Mr. Rennix's end is near."

=

Lu Ning left the room after informing her of the result. She had been Lista, so she naturally knew that although what Lionwood said was the truth, it was not the whole story. This person has his own insidiousness, otherwise he wouldn't want to get rid of himself in the second round.

But when she went downstairs, she felt a cold wind brushing her cheek.

"Um?"

The cold feeling gave her goosebumps all over her body. This was not something Lanewood had done. He was still meditating in the room.

The real threats to tourists are still the origins of magic. Lu Ning could feel that she was not conveyed a greeting like before, she was just glanced at accidentally.

But since it is a line of sight, it means that someone here has attracted attention.

At the same time, the level of attention this time was very different from the last time.

"who?"

Lu Ning walked downstairs, her heart beating violently, and an inexplicable tension seeping into her heart.

This is probably because some kind of connection has been established, and it is almost unnecessary to think that the person who would do such a thing at this point in time is either Watanabe Fuchiko or Tsuburaya Temple Sora.

"Yu Guiting!"

In Lu Ning's low voice, the surrounding environment suddenly changed. She returned to the eternal courtyard. Yu Guiting was sitting under the tree, looking a little serious. Watanabe Yuanzi, Jiuzhen Pingzhen, and Han Xizhe are all here.

"Let me confirm first?" Kuzumi Heizhen glanced at Watanabe Fuchiko, "It's not you, is it?"

"Of course not." Watanabe Fuchiko gently touched her chin, "Probably Tsuburaya Temple Sora has prepared some methods that are very suitable for him."

"Suitable? I feel creepy." Yu Guiting spread his hands, "I thought you were going to make another sudden attack, but after recalling that feeling just now... it's not the case."

"No, let's go and see what Tsuburaya Temple Sora is doing now." Watanabe Fuchiko said.

"His state in the morning was not right." Lu Ning added.

"Wait a minute, we can't let him directly enter the courtyard. It involves the most fundamental power in the scene. I don't dare to let him invade here."

Yu Guiting still has some sense of his own power. He can use it to fight tourists, but provoking these god-like things would be life-threatening.

However, at this moment, everyone heard a whisper.

"I will record it here."

Some kind of tentacles were extending out, and Yu Guiting's attention was instantly diverted by the sound. Immediately afterwards, nearly one-tenth of the flowers and plants in this prosperous courtyard withered.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Ning left the courtyard and returned to the corridor. She knew that Yu Guiting's current situation might not be good, but she had no time to care about Yu Guiting's problems.

"While marching in confusion, people saw the mountains. The saints pointed there and said, He is in the heart of the mountains. So people lived in the mountains and had Him by their side."

The sky outside the window was torn apart again, but most people were unaware of it. What existed there were things that looked like eyes. The reason why I said "similar" was because Lu Ning didn't know whether those strange things were eyes or not.

Crystals, horns, balls, these are considered normal, and some are like fog, like light, like fruits hanging on branches, and like black holes swallowing everything.

In fact, Lu Ning had known for a long time that these things had always been there. After all, Lista had offended most of the magic origins to complete this miracle. They just couldn't get in. Only when the balance of magic power is completely destroyed and Lista gives up this round will this ownerless fragment be swallowed up, just like the first ending.

But now, they are all here.

"The first cry came from the mountains, and the cry spread to the plains, and the plains received blessings, and people built towns there because they heard His voice there for the first time."

"With the arrival of wind and thunder, He was born at the intersection of the earth and the ocean. This is a land of fertility. The saints said, we want some people to live here, because He was born here. We want some people to sail away, because The thunder and lightning are His gaze, and we must go where His gaze reaches."

Lu Ning pushed open the empty door of Yuangu Temple. There was no lock here.

Tsuburaya Temple Sora was sitting in front of the desk, with his back to Lu Ning, writing furiously. His body twitched from time to time, but it did not affect his writing.

"He compassionately asked, where is the most desolate place in the world? Even the people living there should not be forgotten. So, some warriors stood up, packed their bags and scriptures, and headed into the desert."

"Sora Tsuburaya! Stop!"

Lu Ning grabbed Tsuburaya Sora's shoulders, but found that she could not shake him at all. Tsuburaya Sora's body continued to write as if it was welded to the chair.

"He asked again, where do you come from and why do you follow me? The saint pointed behind him, where there was a forest. In the forest, there were wild beasts running around, birds flying, fruits hanging on the branches, and clear water gathering into springs."

Lu Ning took a look and found that the person speaking was not Tsuburaya Temple Sora at all. His face was festering. From the cracks in the sores, the same "eyes" as the sky's, but much smaller, were peering out.

And under his pen, it was impossible to see what words were being written. The dense lines almost covered the entire cover of the notebook. Lu Ning found that his pen could not be broken at all, so he simply pulled out the book. At that time, Watanabe Yuanzi, who had lived in Pingzhen for a long time, and Han Xizhe also rushed over.

"That day, a sinner was brought before Him. The sinner's crime was blasphemy, but He did not punish me. [How can this person blaspheme me? He hurt you, and you should have been blasphemed. ]."

Lu Ning turned over the messy pages and quickly saw the clear text at the end.

[If someone wants to die here, she can, and so can I. I will use all my powers to curse you and make everyone a loser. 】

[I can already hear the sound, it’s great, I feel better now than I’ve ever felt before! What did I see? You will never have the chance to see this scene in this life, nor in your previous life! 】

[They are all here, I can already say hello to them, I know, I can even retrieve that one, no, how can I say retrieve it? She is always there, she never leaves... chant, I must wake up...]

[Goodbye everyone, I will die soon and she will return! ! ! 】

"People sent Him who was no longer active to the already built cemetery, and erected an inscription there. The saints held a grand funeral in front of the tomb, for Him whom they admired, for whom they no longer admired of Him.”

The unbearable tinnitus and whispering made Lu Ning even drop the book in her hand. She took a few steps back and was supported by Watanabe Fuchiko.

"Ah, ka, ka."

The body sitting at the table writing stopped frantically writing. His pen carved black marks on the table, but no one noticed this.

"He" stood up and turned around. The face is very normal, the eyes are slightly hollow, and the smile looks very fake.

After a moment of silence, "Sora Tsuburaya" opened his mouth. Organs such as teeth and tongue did not appear in his mouth immediately. Instead, they appeared suddenly after a second or two of delay, as if they were refreshed. .

"Who is He?"

"Get out of here!" Lu Ning grabbed Watanabe Fuchiko, "This guy treats himself as a container! Those things have already broken into this scene..."

"Answer me! Answer us!"

"roll!"

After Lu Ning roared angrily, she rushed out of the room at noon.

"Lu Ning? What did you see just now? What did Yuanguji say just now? His pilgrimage?" Watanabe Fuchiko didn't come fast enough to feel the "origin of magic" like Lu Ning. reality.

"What a pilgrimage? That is history, buried history." Lu Ning rubbed her temples and walked quickly to the fourth floor. She had to talk to Rennix quickly, because Rennix might have a little judgment on one thing. question.

She has always found it strange that the various magic systems corresponding to magicians in this world are very fragmented, but they are connected to each other. Various types of magic are not classified in a relatively inductive way, but are rather limited terms. The known origins of magic cannot even cover the types of magic that people imagine...

This series of questions was initially thought by Lu Ning to be just a worldview setting.

But she just saw and heard it, even though it must have caused some damage to her soul - that was the oldest period, the process of people pursuing magic, studying magic, spreading and sublimating it, and finally eating it. .

After the "Saints" climbed to the top, they buried all the results. However, even if they exhausted their abilities, they could only digest a small amount of the results jointly researched by everyone. Therefore, the "Saints" dismembered the power of magic. , were divided into respective powers, and the most faithful followers of the saints were given the title of apostles.

The moment Lu Ning read the last sentence, she looked through the festering face of Tsuburaya Temple and saw dozens of completely distorted beings in that dim space, lying on a body with no boundaries at all. Eating from corpses. No wonder they don't care who becomes one of them.

At that moment, while Lu Ning was suffering from huge discomfort, she also wanted to laugh a little.

It turns out that the origin of magic is nothing more than a group of ghouls.