By the third day of rain, they had killed so many crabs at home that Pelayo had to walk across the flooded yard to throw the dead crabs into the sea. The newborn had a fever all night long, and everyone thought it had something to do with the stench of dead crabs.
——Garcia Márquez, "The Old Man with Giant Wings"
"The paint for the statue of Dalang, the masonry of the temple, and the branches of Ruomu. Why are these three things in Fuwei Escort Agency?"
Zhu Youjian was quite curious about the scene that happened in front of him. He only knew that the "Evil Sword Manual" was hidden in the Lin Mansion's old house. He had never heard that these treasures were still in Lin Zhennan's home.
Lin Zhennan entered the house and rummaged through the cabinets, and Zhu Youjian raised his own questions.
Qi Meng looked around. All the escort chiefs from the escort agency voluntarily exited the courtyard, while Shen Lian stood guard at the door.
"Uncle Huai, have you ever thought that the "Evil Sword Manual" may be more than just a sword manual."
Zhu Youjian laughed and said: "I know, it is still the "Sunflower Collection"."
Qi Meng grinned and patted Zhu Youjian on the shoulder:
"Can you be serious? Do you think I'm telling you a martial arts story?"
"Then what story are you telling? Science fiction? History? Or immortality? Do you think you are writing it! Uncle Qi, I want to remind you that there are only three days left before the one-month deadline! You and I haven't boarded the ship yet!"
Qi Meng shook his head and smiled, not caring about Zhu Youjian's superficiality, and explained patiently:
"Have you ever heard of Cthulhu?"
"You said the "Evil Sword Manual" is an investigator's notebook? Why don't you say that Lin Zhennan is the messenger of God?"
Qi Meng nodded and quickly shook his head. Without further ado, let’s get into the topic:
"The "Evil Sword Manual" is not a sword manual. It is a scroll for communication with the ancient evil gods. It originally had two volumes. After Lin Yuantu came into contact with the evil god Zhu Jiuyin, the second half of the volume was lost, leaving only this fragment. .”
Zhu Youjian seemed to have seen a ghost.
"Continue making up, is there still UFO?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. If you want to practice this skill, you must first commit suicide. It talks about the way believers reproduce with evil gods. The moves in the book are used to summon evil gods, such as Zhu Jiuyin and Xing Tian, but they were misunderstood by later generations. Practice martial arts..."
Zhu Youjian tried not to laugh:
"You mean, the "Anti-Evil Sword Manual" that made Yue Buqun and Lin Pingzhi come from the palace was originally a communication manual for Cthulhu believers to explain gender reassignment surgery and ritual summoning rituals?"
Qi Meng clapped his hands and praised: "Exactly! As expected of a man who has been the emperor for more than ten years, Uncle Huai, he knows just one thing. The so-called sword skills are originally a ritual to summon evil gods. To practice this skill at the beginning, you must first practice it yourself." The palace is the preliminary preparation for the reproduction of humans and gods, but the world only gets the first half."
Zhu Youjian laughed and continued to ask:
"What are the paints for the statue of Dalang, the masonry of the temple, and the tree branches? Is it the snake skin left by Zhu Jiuyin? Or the fragments of Xing Tian's armor?"
Just as Qi Meng was about to answer, Lin Zhennan walked out of the room holding a wooden box. With trembling hands, he handed the wooden box to Shen Lian.
"Everything you three want is in the box. I don't want a thousand taels of silver. Please leave."
Qi Meng took the wooden box from Shen Lian, opened it and looked at it. A golden light burst out from the box, and the golden light shone in all directions, illuminating half of the sky. In an instant, the Taoist priest Zhang Yixin who was killed by him came to his mind. There are also various...
All the instincts gradually exposed in the depths of the nebula and in front of the unknown. Tentacles, ghosts, unspeakable beings, darkness, incubus, grotesque black and shiny arms, claws or tentacle-like limbs extend and engulf from the pile of shapes; countless mouth-like cracks open and close; countless green The eye forms and disintegrates with the constantly flowing surface. But it wasn't just an ugly imitation of nature's creation. All the mouth-like cracks screamed broken words that had no time to express their true meaning, mixed into an indistinguishable noise.
All the wandering eyes turned and looked in the direction of the source of the light, looking at Qi Meng.
"Master Qi? Master Qi?"
Lin Zhennan shouted twice, and Qi Meng's eyes suddenly returned to rationality.
Lin Zhennan's eyes were solemn and he said word by word:
"Back then, my great-grandfather Yuantu Gong gave these three items to my grandfather. My grandfather gave them to my father, and my father gave them to me. He repeatedly told me not to open them lightly."
Qi Meng comforted him and said: "Everyone is not guilty, but he is guilty of having a jade. These things are a disaster if they are left in your hands. They will only lead to death, just like the sword manual. What is it called the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual"?"
After saying that, he looked at Zhu Youjian who was cracking melon seeds next to him.
Zhu Youjian didn't speak.
Qi Meng continued: "Yu Canghai from the Qingcheng sect is coming to steal your family's sword manual. Hundreds of disciples are coming out in droves. Fuwei Escort Agency may be doomed."
Before he finished speaking, a man came in from outside and whispered something to Lin Zhennan. After hearing this, Lin Zhennan looked horrified and slumped down on the Taishi chair.
"I just received the news that both the escort chiefs Zheng and He from Balipu are dead. My heart was shattered into eight or nine pieces. It's true... it's true..." Lin Zhennan was so scared that he couldn't continue.
Qi Meng said: "It is indeed the "Heart-Destroying Palm" of the Qingcheng Sect! "
Fuzhou Prefecture and Qingcheng Mountain are thousands of miles apart, and they are not related to each other. There was no connection between the wells and the rivers. However, sixty years ago, the Lin family and the Qingcheng sect had a grudge.
"Back then, my grandfather Yuan Tugong created the seventy-two evil-proofing sword techniques, which shocked the world and could be said to be invincible in the world. Yuan Tugong used the evil-proofing sword technique to defeat Chang Qingzi, the leader of the Qingcheng sect. Chang Qingzi was very angry. , pent up in his heart, he died of illness soon after returning to Sichuan, and passed away in Yucanghai."
[In view of the general environment,
Lin Zhennan murmured to himself: "Since my father, the Lin family's martial arts has gradually declined, relying only on the golden sign of Yuan Tu Gong to support it. I didn't expect disaster to happen today, and Yu Canghai came to take revenge."
Zhu Youjian was not interested in martial arts battles. He glanced at Lin Zhennan, who was still shivering, took the wooden box, stood up and left.
"Uncle Qi, I have to leave first. You can continue to dream about your martial arts dreams."
Shen Lian didn't know what would happen next, and he didn't even know Yu Canghai at all. He followed him out of the Lin Mansion, holding the reins and leaving.
Qi Meng stood still.
As a time traveler, he couldn't ignore death and watch the Lin family be wiped out by the Qingcheng faction.
"Aren't you leaving?"
Zhu Youjian rode on horseback and turned around to shout to Qi Meng.
Qi Meng turned to Lin Zhennan and said, "We will not take the treasure for nothing. With the three of us here, the Qingcheng faction dare not touch you."
Zhu Youjian dismounted and came over, took a look at Lin Zhennan, who was so frightened that he was out of shape, and then looked at Qi Meng.
"Let's go."
Qi Meng didn't move at all.
"I want to save them."
Zhu Youjian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't want to enter the Swordsman plane. He was not interested in the martial arts world at all, and more importantly, they didn't have much time.
"The little butler told me that after leaving the Eastern World, there is the world of Cthulhu ahead. There is no "Evil Sword Book", so there will be a narrow escape."
"Do you know why Liu Zhaosun insisted on cultivating immortality in the first place? It was just to fight against those evil gods!"
Zhu Youjian reined in the reins and hesitated.
"Stay, deal with the evil ghost in Qingcheng, and then deal with Cthulhu."
Zhu Youjian has an instinctive fear of the world of Cthulhu.
In fact, for players in the Eastern World, everyone has heard of the name of the god Cthulhu. However, many players still know very little about the true power and existence of Cthulhu.
In various classical literary descriptions, Cthulhu is described as a massive creature with an octopus-like head, a body covered in dragon scales, and wings that appear to travel through time and space. This image became ingrained in everyone's minds and became a symbol of fear and mystery. Cthulhu has the supreme status in the eastern world. It is said that it can control infinite power and usually serves as the final BOSS.
As an unrivaled deity, its power transcends the laws of the Eastern world.
but.
From the abyss of the universe to the endless void, it can control everything, even time and space. Its will is like an invisible force that cannot be resisted or escaped.
Many years ago, when the great emperor Liu Zhaosun of the human race stood in front of Cthulhu, he was as insignificant as a speck of dust.
"The evil god Liu Zhao and Sun can't kill, how can you and I do it? I don't want to die in vain."
"You won't die."
