The Chinese Soul of the Net King

I picked up the small knife on the tray, cut my finger, and squeezed out the blood to smear my name written by Grandpa Yuzhu just now with blood.

After the ink-colored words were covered with bright red blood, a burst of multicolored light was emitted, and then all the blood on the silk cloth was sucked into the ink at a speed visible to the naked eye.When the brilliance was exhausted, the four masters of "Murong Ziyun" on the silk were just like when they just wrote, and there was no abnormality.

Seeing this situation, Grandpa Yuzhu finally heaved a sigh of relief.The name was written on the genealogy, and the Dragon Soul Blood also admitted it. Now, I really have the opportunity to obtain the power of the Dragon Soul.

Grandpa Yu Zhu rolled up the genealogy tree, held it high above his head, and announced the completion of the ceremony.Then put away the family tree again, and locked it back into the blood sandalwood box.Next, just put this box in front of the ancestor's spiritual tablet and sacrifice it for three days to comfort the ancestors, and it will be done.

This time, Grandpa Yuzhu personally helped me up, and then stepped aside respectfully.I went forward and sat on the main seat.The four elders brought a group of clansmen to stand in front of the court, and they all bowed and saluted me, they recognized me as the heir.

After the ceremony was completed, Zhang Wuliu shook his sleeves and got up, and said to me: "Girl, when you were born, I blessed you through the mirror of Changbai Mountain. But now the blessings on your body are almost gone. It is estimated that your soul was stirred up when the dragon soul returned. This time, taking advantage of your succession ceremony, I will make an exception and bless you again. You come with me."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the hall.

I was startled, looking at the back of Zhang Wuliu walking out, I felt a little apprehensive.Since Zhang Wuliu's blessing was imprinted on the soul, how could he not know when the soul Ito saw for the first time disappeared?Now, he deliberately found an excuse for the disappearance of my blessing.Could it be that Zhang Wuliu knew that I was not Ito's first meeting?

With anxiety, he followed him to the outside of the courtyard, where Zhang Wuliu had already been waiting.

He beckoned to me and said, "Girl, come here."

I walked up to him and stood still.He raised his hand and put his index finger against my forehead.Then, my eyes widened.Because Zhang Wuliu in front of him had six fox tails blooming behind him.In an instant, I seemed to be in an illusion, with clouds and mists in front of my eyes and golden drums ringing in my ears, as if I was in a fairyland of mythology.

After the touch on my forehead disappeared, my consciousness returned to reality, and I was surprised to find that the wound on my body was completely gone now, as if what I suffered just now was all my own illusion.

I looked up at Zhang Wuliu, but I saw him smiling at me mysteriously, without saying a word.

There are so many guests right now, it is inconvenient for me to ask more questions.

There was no Hong Zhong ceremony and music, and there was no ten-mile siege. This succession ceremony was the most concise in the history of the Murong family, but it was also the most unusual.

Afterwards, I led the guests to eat in the greenhouse at the back, and then sent them out one by one.Even if this simple ceremony is over.

Grandpa Yuzhu told me afterwards that the succession ceremony was supposed to be a three-day feast, but now that it is an extraordinary time, everything has to be kept simple.

The four elders agreed that such simple succession ceremonies really wronged me, and they all discussed that once the matter is over, they will make up a grand succession ceremony for me when I return to China, so as to tell the world.

I don't think these things matter.Now I am the only one left in this Murong family, whether the ceremony is grand or simple, I am the only one who watches and suffers.

Afterwards, I found Zhang Wuliu and asked him if he knew that I was not Ito's first meeting.He looked to the northwest with deep eyes, and said leisurely: "So what if you are, so what if you are not. You are not Ito's first meeting, and you are not someone else. You are just the head of the Murong family, Murong Ziyun. Now that you are here Murong's family, this is your home, you don't need to think about anything else."

Since then, I will not ask any more questions.

After the succession ceremony, I had strange dreams every night.In my dream, I ride the clouds and fog, sometimes flying into the clouds, sometimes deep into the bottom of the sea, and the surrounding scenery flows rapidly, as if I have traveled through thousands of years.

This has been going on for over a week.When I told about these dreams to Zhang Wuliu, he smiled and said: "This is just the consciousness left by the dragon soul in your soul. The light that the dragon soul has experienced for thousands of years is human. Neither the body nor the soul can bear it. Now that you inherit the dragon soul, you can only master a small part of it at most, and if there are too many, you can't bear it."

Only now did I know that those dreams meant that I had inherited the power of the dragon soul.But when I asked how to use it, Zhang Wuliu just said, when you need to use it, you will naturally know how to use it.

After learning that I already possessed the power of the dragon soul, Zhang Wuliu began to urge people from the four major families to take me back to China as soon as possible.

It is now June and the sun is at its peak.If after the seventh month, the yang qi gradually weakens, it will be a great disadvantage to us.So what we need to fight now is time.But, no matter how anxious we are, if the opponent doesn't show up, so what?

Zhang Wuliu still didn't see anyone every night, so I guessed that he might be so anxious because of some news he got.

It was finally time to return home.July 26, the seventeenth day of the sixth lunar month.

After receiving the news, the teenagers were a little sad.Although he knew that Murong would return to China sooner or later, when that day really came, he still couldn't hide his great sadness.

They still failed to catch up with her in the end.

Because their mother died in a plane crash, they did not agree to fly back to China anyway.On the early morning of July 26, at the pier in Yokohama, the departure team was as spectacular as the send-off crowd.

The teenagers stood in front of me, with expressions of reluctance on their faces.On the other hand, Ono and Ji Xiang, a group of girls, were already crying.

I was stuffed full of parting gifts, Ono tugged at my sleeve and said, Murong, you must come back.

After hesitating, Bu Er raised his head and said that they agreed to go to college together.

Atobe said, when you come back, my uncle will become more gorgeous, and my future uncle will definitely be able to help you.

Yukimura said that the national competition is finally over.I thought that I finally had a chance to start again, but you are leaving.

When I looked at Tezuka, he didn't say anything, just said, take care.

Zhang Wuliu stood at the bow of the boat, looked over impatiently, and said loudly: "Girl, the boat is about to sail."

I turned around and stepped on the pedals, step by step onto the tall cruise ship.The whistle sounded, and the ship slowly left the port.Ono chased after him and shouted: "Murong, you must come back. You said that after my training is finished, you will take me to see Kudo Shinichi. You can't lie to me..."

I came to the stern of the ship, condensed my breath into my throat, and shouted towards the port: "I, Murong Ziyun, have promised you things, and I will definitely do them. You are not joking!"

Looking back, he looked at a tall building not far from the port.There was a line of sight looking at me.Although I couldn't remember anyone from the boat, I already guessed who it was.

Brother, once this matter is over, I will definitely come back.

Conan put down the binoculars in his hand.Hui Yuan behind came up, glanced at him, and asked, "Why don't you see her off?"

Conan turned and walked towards the elevator, his voice still revealing his confidence: "No need, she promised me that I would come back."

Huiyuan followed, and said with a smile, "You don't even know what she's going to do, and you still trust her so much?"

Conan said: "I am her brother, no one can disbelieve her, only I can't."

I came to the bow of the boat, and Zhang Wuliu and I faced the sea breeze and looked into the distance. Behind us was the rising sun, shining behind us, reflecting the sparkling waves on the sea in front of us.

This summer, the teenagers' battle has come to a successful conclusion, but my battle has just begun.

"Complete Book"

Even if this article has come to an end here.Although there are still many pits that have not been filled, if you continue to write, you will definitely leave Wangwang completely.So the article "The Chinese Soul of Net King" is considered to be over here.As for the heroine's struggle after returning to China, it has nothing to do with the princes.There will be concerns, there will be worries, and there will be support.But these emotions have been taken into the bottom of my heart, and can only be displayed under the blue sky after the world is peaceful.

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