When Jing Ci returned to the park, the old man by the lake was still sitting in a wheelchair, holding a fishing rod in his hand.
But there were more messy things in the fish basket.
"Teacher, every time I see you fishing, I feel like we don't need to open a grocery store at all."
Jing Ci put his hands in his pockets and sighed: "It's enough just to sell scraps."
The old man remained as still as a mountain, without turning his head, and ignored him at all.
"I've done everything I need to do."
Jing Ci thought about something and smiled slightly: "I have to say, that kid is really smart."
The old man held the fishing rod, stared at the sparkling lake, and said, "You rarely praise others."
Jing Ci said calmly: "Being able to kill a first-level magician alone before awakening, being able to master the transformation of a divine servant at zero level, and counter-killing a highly deformed second-level magician, this talent is indeed stronger than what I had back then. It's much stronger." Much more. In a sense, this child is more vigorous than his father..."
The old man said calmly: "It still needs to be polished."
Jing Ci raised his eyebrows: "Want to see again?"
"You have to put some pressure on him. Those idiots from the Ether Association are good candidates."
The old man said leisurely: "A good knife must be polished complicatedly to show its sharpness."
Jing Ci did not deny this, but asked another question: "I'm afraid that if you don't take action in time, what if he really grows up and is noticed by others?"
The old man said displeasedly: "What is his path?"
Jing Ci replied: "Shen Si."
The old man asked again: "Who is the strongest priest?"
Jing Ci paused and replied, "It's you."
"That's alright, I'm the strongest priest."
The old man said indifferently: "Who can rob me?"
"That makes sense."
Jing Ci suddenly said: "But, teacher, aren't you afraid that he will change his profession? Although you have indeed proved that the Divine Division may be the most powerful among all the ancient paths, it is undeniable that the Sword Sect and the Demon Slayer It’s also quite tempting…”
The old man was silent for a second: "The kid didn't ask, what is our purpose?"
Jing Ci shook his head: "You didn't ask a word, maybe he was waiting for us to tell him?"
"Have determination."
The old man said calmly: "Don't be impatient, that's good."
"teacher."
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment: "I know that you want to continue to observe him for a while. But more importantly, you don't want him to bear the consequences of you at this stage. But the problem is that you also know that the Ether Association This time's obsession with Qilin Immortal Palace, if they insist that Gu Cian really left something to the child, will they..."
"It doesn't matter."
The old man's eyes were as indifferent as mist, and his voice became erratic: "I will always watch."
I saw ripples suddenly appearing on the sparkling lake surface, and the lake water seemed to be boiling. The fish at the bottom of the lake were swimming uneasily. Along with the violent churning of the water, there was a faint and terrifying thunder.
The moonlight was drowned in darkness, but a huge shadow was reflected on the lake.
It was the dark clouds gathering in the sky.
The black clouds gathered and surged, as if outlining a majestic and terrifying face, overlooking the city below.
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The ward was empty, Gu Jianlin was lying on the bed, silently enduring the tearing pain, his thoughts racing.
"Is there a third person in the school who is at least on the same level as Lu Zi?"
This is really strange.
Before he took action, he used profiling to find almost all the Ascendants in the entire school.
Cheng Youyu is an exception. He is a student himself.
Moreover, Gu Jianlin could roughly guess that the fat man's identity was not simple.
After all, after the clown tortured the animals, the fat man reminded himself not to go out unless there was nothing wrong.
Except that third person never showed up.
But the question is, why would someone want to save him?
Gu Jianlin was puzzled, his brain began to hurt again, and his body also hurt.
If he were still an ordinary person, he would probably have passed out long ago.
Since becoming a sublimator, many things have become different. For example, he found that his energy has become much fuller, his thinking ability has become stronger, and his nerves have even become more developed.
At the same time, the ability to endure pain has also become stronger.
He lowered his head and glanced at the screen of his mobile phone. The time was 9:30 pm, and it was almost time for self-study in the evening.
There is an additional message in WeChat.
"Where are you going?"
Three simple words.
Su Youzhu sent it here.
Gu Jianlin replied: "Class is too boring, so I went to an Internet cafe with my friends."
Anyway, the reason is given, it’s her business to believe it or not.
As long as mom doesn't know, that's fine.
If the incident comes to light, the two of them will explode together and be beaten by the rolling pin and the broom.
Gu Jianlin turned off his phone, then picked up the reagent on the bedside table and drank it in one gulp.
This secret medicine has the bitter taste of herbs. After entering the throat, it feels like swallowing a piece of ice. The cold feeling spreads throughout the body, and the tearing pain is relieved a lot.
At the same time, a cool meaning flows deep in the soul, converging into a touch of spirituality.
It is indeed very small, probably only one-tenth of his total spiritual energy.
But it's enough.
To be on the safe side, Gu Jianlin first activated the Lock of Destruction, and saw the silver-white chains trembling, floating in the air, lingering around him, criss-crossing, forming a barrier.
The entire hospital bed's sense of existence was erased.
Then he took off the requiem bell, injected a bit of spirituality into it, and awakened it.
In Qingyue's ringtone, a black halo spread like mist, and a broken soul was vaguely visible.
The soul of a clown.
The souls imprisoned by the Requiem Bell generally have two uses.
First, as a storage of spiritual materials.
It is usually used in combat to make some extraordinary items, such as secret medicine and alchemical weapons.
Second, it is slavery or torture.
After the soul is extracted, although it does not have the ability to fight, it still retains its memory, and its self-consciousness will be directly erased. It is like a puppet on strings, obeying the master's orders unconditionally.
finally come.
Gu Jianlin took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice: "I have read your information. You participated in the mining project of Qilin Immortal Palace half a year ago and served as a dimension inspector. At that time, you and Gu Cian were... what relationship?"
After a moment of silence, the clown's fragmented soul began to waver vaguely.
No sound came out, only the fluctuation of mental thoughts.
Gu Jianlin naturally felt what he meant.
"At that time we were still colleagues."
This was the clown's answer.
Gu Jianlin asked: "What is Gu Cian's job?"
"In the early days of the Qilin Immortal Palace project six months ago, several front-line archaeological investigators from the association disappeared mysteriously. They were later identified as defecting with ancient classics and suspected of entering the Qilin Immortal Palace. Gu Cian was ordered to come to the coast of the East China Sea. Responsible for investigating this defection and tracking them."
The clown replied.
Gu Jianlin was stunned because he immediately thought of the five people he met in the ancient tomb.
"Investigating defectors?"
He frowned and asked, "What then?"
The Joker was silent again for a moment.
"With Gu Cian's ability, it was not difficult to investigate the defectors. Even without the help of ancient classics, he quickly confirmed the location of the Immortal Palace and found a way to enter the Immortal Palace. In the Ether Association, he He is the best investigator and the archaeologist who knows the most about the history of the ancient gods."
"His arrival has made a breakthrough in the stalled mining plan."
"But when we tried to enter the Immortal Palace for the first time, we encountered something extremely strange..."
