In Yin Guihong's ears, these words were of course regarded as provocative. Although his expression remained unchanged, he stared at Kanna-kun, his white eyeballs covered with more fine bloodshot threads. The tighter Jin Mieya was squeezed, the more he could feel a tiny force. It is beating in Yin Guihong's hands clearly and rhythmically. He could no longer tell whether it was the blood vessels in his palm or the pulse transmitted from Jin Mieya.
The reason for Yin Guihong's anger is so sufficient: he and Shenwujun are sworn in, and Shenwujun is his enemy that he can't wait to peel off his skin and pull out his tendons. And his anger was not only because of the gap in strength between himself and him - although those words accurately poked his spine and really added fuel to the fire. More importantly, Yin Guihong couldn't force himself to agree with his enemy's statement, even if every word seemed to be true. This contradictory mentality made him feel at a loss, and this helplessness only fueled his anger. At this moment, any little bit of his agreement with those words was a betrayal of his own actions. He kept telling himself: Never think like this - even though this behavior itself has confirmed Kanna-kun's statement.
Basically, people's anger stems from their own inadequacies. But what else could he do? He remembered so clearly that his body had been so weak since he was a child. How his father spent a lot of money to find teachers to teach him how to read, how his mother pondered recipes for him in different ways; how his grandparents patiently told him various stories, and how his brother and sister vividly described the world outside the home. The world, make him happy. Dissatisfaction is occasional, happiness is always there. Especially when my parents took the risk of being disposed of by the family and used magic weapons privately to heal their frail bodies...
But there is no going back.
Can not go back. What else could he do? From a body that could be blown away by a gust of wind when he was a child, to a posture that can hold a blade in his hand, overcome obstacles, and overcome obstacles, he has done his best. He has no talent, no father who was born with both martial arts and onmyoji skills, and no countless opportunities for experience and growth over the thousands of years. All these things he once had, including his adoptive father who treated him as his own son, are gone.
"I really envy you." Yin Guihong said this with a bit of sarcasm. His eyes swept over the faces of Xie Zhe and Han Chang on both sides, and then moved back to Kanna Wujun. "As long as you carry a good name from ancient times to the present, everyone will be willing to speak for you and work hard for you... But the two so-called allies around me are just doing nothing for their own interests. I have to beware of them. I don’t know when he stabbed me in the back.”
"You have a choice..."
When he said this, Xie Zhe had no confidence. It feels more like lamenting the possibilities he once had than stating the stakes for him now. Han Chang didn't speak, probably because he felt that there was no need to speak anymore.
"I don't have it, but you do." Yin Guihong looked at them and said in a daze, "The birth of a great man is always accompanied by the sacrifices of countless unknown people. The more dazzling their light is, the brighter the people around them who help them. It's inconspicuous. Do any of you remember who came to the Southern Kingdom for adventure with Kanna-kun? Not many people know now that the person who holds the Tengu bloodline is a friend who went on adventures with Kanna-kun. Even among his descendants, his history is little known. Even so, not to mention the many more people who had close friendship with him, but whose names were erased by his own great achievements. It can be said that... someone robbed them. Reputation. Now, you two...are you going to be such people?"
"I never thought about leaving my name somewhere." Xie Zhe said.
"I have thought about it - but not here." Han Chang smiled.
"sad."
"He doesn't like those false reputations." Shen Wujun seemed to be talking about someone nominated by Yin Guihong, "Fame is something that will lead to disaster, especially for him. If those people would want to use it on historical occasions I don’t mind publicizing whatever they have left behind. But they are not this kind of people. And some of them, even if I think it is necessary to let the world know - but I know better that after a long time, It will dilute everyone's memory. Sometimes, even immortal people can't remember anyone."
"It doesn't matter. But you asked just now, why should I go against you, right?"
Kanna-kun raised his head slightly and raised his voice: "I hope you only take it literally. Except for this Ember Slayer Fang, you don't have any spells that belong to anyone. I think you must have something else. Chips.”
"you are right."
After saying that, Yin Guihong raised his hand, holding a small bottle in his hand. In the dark environment, the appearance of the bottle can still be clearly reflected in their eyes. And the bottle was glowing—a soft cyan-blue glow. The bottle was a dull purple, but maybe that had something to do with the liquid inside. Judging from the liquid-free neck of the bottle, it should have been the same clear and transparent cyan color. Then, the contents inside are probably red.
"What is that?" Han Chang turned his head and asked Shen Wujun.
On the other side, Xie Zhe whispered to Shen Wujun: "I just saw something hidden on his body. I thought it was just an accessory with magic power, but I didn't know what was inside..."
"I noticed a long time ago that he was hiding something hollow." Kanna-kun said, "I was still wondering when he was going to use that thing. This bottle is made of Qinglize's special green glass and has many uses. The most important thing is to explain its origin.”
Han Chang said solemnly: "Is it... Death Shadow Pavilion?"
"Could it be some kind of Gu insect?" Xie Zhe became more alert, "Be careful..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Guihong made an amazing move.
He raised his hand, hung the small bottle above his head, and then used his hand to crush the bottle. With a crisp cracking sound, the liquid inside splashed onto his body. The liquid was indeed red, perhaps mixed with the blood on his hands. But he didn't seem to feel the pain, he just looked at Kanna-kun with a firm gaze, as if...
A strange look as if he was ready to die.
Blood-like liquid seeped into his hair, flowed onto his face, and flowed along the ups and downs of his face, as if a face had become broken. Water spread into his eyes. I don't know what the composition of the water was, but it actually made his eyes red as if they were on fire.
"He, what is he doing?"
"Back off." Kanna-kun said suddenly. At the same time, he took two steps back.
This move made the other two nervous. Although Kanna-kun was not afraid of anything, this unusual behavior still made them feel uneasy. They did so, still staring at Yin Guihong, wondering what he was going to do. He put away the knife, stretched out the hand holding the knife, pressed it on his face, and slowly moved it down. The liquid was spread evenly on half of his face, but it faded quickly, perhaps because it evaporated. Of course it's not real blood, at least not pure blood, otherwise it wouldn't be as thin as water and evaporate so easily.
There was some liquid on his hand. Then he took out the Wangui Zhi, flipped to a certain page skillfully, pressed his hand stained with red water on it, and then pumped hard.
Such behavior greatly aroused certain memories of Xie Zhe and Han Chang. This scene was all too familiar to them. Although it is somewhat different from Ye Lingyu's method of extracting monsters from books, it is not an ordinary thing for someone to think of doing this. However, they did not see any monsters in this action. There was only a ball of golden light dancing in his hand. It was like a golden tumbleweed or a spherical thunder and lightning. Among such dazzling colors, there are still dark shadows passing by from time to time. What exactly is this? At least it doesn't look like a monster. If not a monster, what else could it be? The essence of monsters?
Then, Yin Guihong threw the light ball out with all his strength.
The three men immediately dodged and successfully evaded the attack. But judging from the current situation, Yin Guihong didn't just use this thing to attack them. Turning their heads, the light group passed them in an irregular path that curved left and right, flew to a distant place behind them, and soon disappeared. Turning back again, the three of them looked at Yin Guihong, wondering what trick he was up to. On Yin Guihong's face, there was neither the pride of planning any conspiracy nor the calmness of having the situation under control, only a terrifying calmness. This kind of calmness is easy to interpret, and it is reminiscent of how quiet the earth is before a violent storm.
The silence was quickly broken. Without giving them much time to think, something came galloping from behind. It was so fast that even Xie Zhe's heavenly eye couldn't catch it. This thing penetrated them instantly, making him and Han Shan feel an extremely strong impact from the back, and their spines were broken. The two of them lay on the ground in embarrassment, and when they tried to hold themselves up, they could not exert any strength. Even the slightest movement of raising their heads would cause severe pain in their necks.
What happened? !
Kanna-kun's reaction was extremely fast. He jumped up the moment he noticed the problem and avoided the danger, but he didn't have time to alert the two little brothers around him. When the figure had landed next to Yin Guihong, he happened to slowly fall to the ground under weak gravity. Xie Zhe struggled to take a step forward, raised his eyes with all his strength, and finally saw clearly what the hell was attacking them.
A... tengu.
It was a giant black beast with eyes as fierce as a jackal and fangs as sharp as blades. On its body, golden current would slide through it from time to time, like a part of it.
Yin Guihong got the method to resurrect the Tengu from Huayu! This was Xie Zhe's first reaction. But soon, he began to question this idea. If this is the case, what does this have to do with Death Shadow Pavilion? What's more, this tengu looks so complete, completely different from the corpse-like tengu in Liuyu. Looking more closely, this Tengu seems to be somewhat transparent, like a ghost without a complete entity. Being able to recognize this step is not only due to his eyes, but also the impact just now. If the Tengu's entity had attacked from behind, he and Han Zhang would have become two puddles of flesh.
"hiss……"
The sound of inhaling may be a little exclamatory, a little helpless, and a little... troubled. Kanna-kun tilted his head and looked up and down at this unusual Tengu. Then, he fell into thinking, holding his chin in one hand, and asked curiously:
"I don't think it is complete. Such incomplete copies usually lack any sense and will only follow the instinctive activities of life and crudely imitate the same kind. And you are the reincarnation of that person...even if you add the deceased shadow. No matter what kind of Gu technique the pavilion has, you shouldn’t be able to control it. How did you do it?"
Yin Guihong did not answer, but there was an extra jade pendant in his hand.
