This time Zhao Changhe's feeling was very correct.
The blind woman who had not appeared again since that time when she fell asleep in the bathtub of Cui's house and pointed out the information of "Tiandao is dead" and "Heavenly Book" in a few very brief conversations, this time she appeared in front of him. As soon as I fell asleep, it appeared in my dream.
It was still the spring breeze in March, and now it's mid-summer in May. We haven't seen each other for two full months. How many things happened in the meantime?
The day I got the gold foil, I thought she would show up, but she didn't. That was what puzzled Zhao Changhe the most. This shouldn't be...
Fortunately, my judgment was correct this time, and it came as expected.
Zhao Changhe had something in mind. This time it was probably because of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum... and Sisi.
Zhao Changhe felt that Sisi still had many secrets. Just talk about the so-called alien princess and don't take it too seriously. In his heart, he thought that Sisi should have some connection with the previous era... plus the Mausoleum of the Sword Emperor was right there. At present, this kind of exploration into the previous era is becoming more and more intensive, which will definitely attract the attention of the blind man.
The only difference from the past is that this time the blind woman is far away, hanging high in the sky.
It seems that every time we meet, we are farther away. I remember that I could still touch her hand very early. Last time, it was already hanging in the night sky. This time, it is simply farther away, as if it is a dream within a dream, and it is not clear.
Zhao Changhe was a little annoyed and said coldly: "Since I'm here, I'm here to communicate. Why are you pretending to be so far away?"
The blind man sighed: "Since it's communication, you can hear me and I can hear you, that's it, isn't it? In fact, when you see me in your dream, I can talk directly without showing my body. The body shape is just for you to get used to."
Zhao Changhe sensitively captured her meaning: "In other words, you may talk directly to me in the future?"
The blind man stopped talking. She was very surprised by the detailed analysis and keen insight shown by Zhao Changhe during his trip to the south of the Yangtze River. This was a quality that he did not have enough stage to show earlier. She could only roughly think that this person was actually quite smart, but these days it has been highlighted.
To explore the secret of the era, martial arts alone is not enough, he is really suitable.
It seemed like I should talk to him more deeply.
Zhao Changhe said: "Okay, I won't touch you anyway, no matter how far away you are from me. Since you are dreaming, you should know the confusion I have been holding back. Can you answer it?"
The blind man said directly: "The gold foil is indeed a page from the Heavenly Book, but it is sealed a bit badly."
"Since it's a seal, why did it begin to release itself? Is it because it took a long time to release it just as I got it? It's too much of a coincidence, right?"
"Of course it has something to do with your behavior." The blind man held it in again and again, but finally couldn't hold it back any longer: "How did you come up with the idea of using that thing to erase the Heavenly Book?"
"...Is it really related to this? This method of breaking the seal is a bit special."
"Who told you that this is the way to break the seal?" The blind man said angrily: "It's because of the spirit in the heavenly book, and I feel intense humiliation! There was no incentive for it to go crazy and break the seal before, but now there is. Wait until it is completely unsealed. , I’m afraid you will be the first one killed!”
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Can we think that your dislike of not coming to see me for so long, especially not coming to see me that night, and the fact that we meet so far apart now is also related to this?
Although the blind man once denied that he was related to the way of heaven, and said that she was not responsible for the judgment and ranking of the Book of Troubled Times, Zhao Changhe still could not clear up his doubts and always felt that it had something to do with her. What if she was a book spirit in troubled times? Then did he just wipe her face?
This is a very pleasant thought, I will go back and apply it again.
Of course, this kind of speculation is not suitable to be expressed. Zhao Changhe pondered for a moment and started another topic: "What do you think of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum?"
"He does have the possibility of resuscitating..." The blind man paused, and his tone was rare and solemn: "Don't want to die and offend him to resuscitate early. The Lu family's actions are really seeking death, not only his own death, but also China's .”
Zhao Changhe said: "You also care?"
"I don't care." The blind man's solemnity disappeared, but he smiled: "I care about you, okay?"
"Then I'm going to die. Can you help me?"
"If you're going to die, it's not worth caring about."
"..." Zhao Changhe was not surprised by this answer, and he was no longer as angry as before. He said calmly: "So what are the key points of the Sword Emperor's Mausoleum? Can you give me some tips?"
The blind man was silent for a moment, seeming to be a little amazed at his growth, and then said after a while: "Follow the Ancient Spirit Tribe woman next to you. She knows the tomb styles and restrictions of the last era better than anyone else in China."
Sure enough, the blind man would not cover up anything for Sisi. She didn't care about secrets that had nothing to do with her.
"The Ancient Spirit Tribe..." Zhao Changhe asked: "What is this concept? It doesn't sound like normal aliens."
"If space collapses, there is a small sword room at the bottom of the ancient sword lake and a huge mausoleum under the tiger hill. Is it possible that there are some living spaces where people have reproduced from ancient times to the present?"
Zhao Changhe narrowed his eyes.
According to this, there may be more than one clan.
There may even be organizations like the Powerful Forbidden Land...
I don’t know what kind of nature Sisi belongs to the ancient spirit clan...
"They may be strong, but they may also be weak. They may have hidden treasures, or they may have nothing. The details need to be explored by yourself. I'm not here to be your tour guide." The blind man said slowly: "I can tell you If you say that China today is separated from the previous era, then these are the steps that connect the two."
Zhao Changhe said calmly: "I want to get this last sentence even if you don't say it."
The blind man said: "You are so smart, can you guess what the bloody bead is for?"
"I now know the two things I want to know most about the Heavenly Book and Sisi. Do you think I must know about the Sword Emperor's Tomb and the Bloody Bead?"
The blind man choked and held it there for a long time, not knowing what to say.
Seeing her rare deflated look, Zhao Changhe felt a bit of pleasure in revenge, and teased: "You can say what you want to say, and forget it if you don't want to. We are so familiar with each other, who is following whom..."
The blind man was silent for a moment, but he didn't care. Instead, he explained: "This bead is really of no use to your blood evil practice, because it is made from the blood of tens of thousands of creatures at the end of their lives. Although it also has murderous intentions, there are more It's hatred, resentment, hostility, unwillingness, and regret, and exposure to it for a long time will only affect your temperament."
Zhao Changhe secretly thought that Sisi's judgment was so accurate. She only knew about the previous era, but she also knew a lot about things like blood and violence. Was she studying the Ancient Spirit Clan?
The blind man said: "You are raising evil spirits to sharpen the murderous intention of blood evil spirits. It is not these things, so it is not applicable. Including Maitreya's intention to kill the world, it is not applicable... But if you have the means to block other auras, alone It will be useful if you extract the evil spirit."
This is why Tang Wanzhuang believes that although things may be disappointing, they are not useless.
Damn, all the women I know seem to know everything, but they are still a newbie after doing it by themselves for a long time.
Zhao Changhe said angrily: "So you are here to teach me this extraction method?"
"You don't need to find the method from me. Maybe the woman named Tang has some method. She is not weak." The blind man said, "The reason why I tell you this is because the origin of this bead is related to you."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment. Even though he was very clever in solving crimes recently, he still couldn't figure out what this thing had to do with him.
But the blind man said: "This is one of the formation stones used by an ancient demon god to set up a fierce formation. With his death, the formation also fell apart, and part of the main body was obtained by modern people. From it, we can feel how powerful this demon god was. I paid homage to him, pursued the thoughts and will of this devil, and compiled a set of extremely ferocious techniques."
Zhao Changhe's heart moved.
"That's right, it's the blood god that the Blood God Sect believes in. This is his thing." The blind man said leisurely: "The inheritance of the Blood God Sect is obviously very good, but it has never produced any great figures. Not only It’s because the practitioners are not good at it and lack a lot of things.”
"I see……"
"This bead is just a piece of material for inlaying on the edge. It has no meaning when held alone. Maitreya won't even know what it is for when he gets it. But if you take it back to the Blood God Sect, it will have extraordinary meaning... But it's a pity that they are short of it. It may be a bit much, and it takes more than one bead to make up for it..." The blind man said and gradually disappeared: "This chat has taken too long, so let's leave it at that. Next time there are these interesting things, I will come again."
The voice was lingering, but the person was gone.
Zhao Changhe opened his eyes, and it was already bright.
