Twilight Speaker

Chapter 46 Old Man Su
Fear, doubt, confusion, horror, and awe.

This is the overall mood of several students at this moment.

After returning to normal size, Chen Xiang could be dressed in tattered clothes. Fortunately, this set of clothes was made of specially selected material with excellent toughness, otherwise, he would not only be in tattered clothes, but also naked.

He slowly walked to the side of the crowd. The Yuan brothers swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice:

"Teacher Chen Chen"

The five students were all confused. They couldn't connect the ragged young man in front of them with the giant who was like a wild beast.
Manmu took one look at the completely dilapidated street and was horrified. He thought that even the legendary extraordinary person could only be like this?

Several people involuntarily began to think about whether they had offended Teacher Chen in any way before.
should not.

Fortunately not.

Chen Xiang didn't care what they thought, he waved his hand casually and said:
"Xiao Wei? Are you still pretending to be dead?"

Wei Qingqiu got up from the ground, dusted himself off, walked forward, glanced at the piles of corpses in the distance, and sighed softly:
"Where are we going now?"

"Of course, I'm going to see Teacher Li's mother."

As he spoke, Chen Xiang looked towards Li Xiaotong, who was lowering his head slightly.

While Chen Xiang was thinking about what Li Xiaotong meant by "being able to see something", he asked:
"Teacher Li, how far is this place from your mother?"

Li Xiaotong whispered:

"I don't know. Although I grew up in Gash, I seldom go out on the street and I don't know the way."

Several people looked at each other.

Don’t know the way?
So what do they do?
Wei Qingqiu thought for a moment and suggested:
"It doesn't matter if we can't find her. We can just wait for Teacher Li's mother to come find us. Let's find a bar? Bars are full of people of all kinds, and news spreads the fastest. If we show up at the bar, Teacher Li's mother should know about it soon."

"also."

Several students nodded repeatedly, and then subconsciously looked at Chen Xiang.

The Outer Three Rings advocate the rule of the strong and the survival of the fittest.
Chen Xiang, who displayed terrifying power, naturally became the "leader" in their hearts.

Chen Xiang hesitated for a moment. He felt that if he waited here, the "auntie" would come faster.
But looking at the corpses on the ground, even he felt a little nauseous, and the strong smell of gunpowder
Forget it.

Chen Xiang made a prompt decision and said:

"Then find a bar!"

………………

A surveillance video appeared silently in front of many people.

“I haven’t entered the extraordinary.”

At the Colossus Academy, the old man looked at the two giants on the monitor and sighed:

"He has not yet entered the realm of transcendence, but has a physique of eight meters. This child's talent in the old ways can be described as a monster."

The middle-aged man asked curiously:
"Dean, do you want to call him back? Jiuhuan has been getting more and more unstable recently. What if such a promising talent is lost?"

"Not urgent."

The old man Mosuo was holding a walking stick inlaid with a silver fox head, flipping through the files and information, and said lightly:
"The cultist of the Xu Ling cult, Lin Yulang, right? The report said that he gave this kid an invitation letter to Professor Su Luo's lecture."

After a pause, the old man smiled:

"The lecture is still two days away. The kid will be back by then. I want to see him."

"You met him in person?"

The middle-aged man was surprised, and then a little confused:

"I still don't understand, why not let him come back now, why wait until two days later?"

"Now that you're back, what next? It's not like you won't go to Jiuhuan." The old man lowered his eyelids, his face didn't change, and no emotion could be seen.

He spoke calmly:
"It would be good for him to get more familiar with the Nine Rings."

The middle-aged man looked serious:
“You want him to.”

"That's right. A genius like no other is naturally the treasure of our Colossus Academy. After much thought, he is the best candidate, isn't he?"

As he spoke, the old man stood up:
"By the way, has the Twilight Relic been found?"

"not yet."

"Don't really look for it, just pretend to do it. It's a very complicated matter, so it's best not to get involved if you can."

As he spoke, the old man seemed to remember something:
"By the way, has Professor Sura arrived in Great City? If so, I need to go visit him. After all, we invited him to give a lecture in the Eighth Ring."

“Yes, I am here.” The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, “I just don’t know where he went. You know that masters like him always have strange tempers.”

"That's right." The old man smiled indifferently.

………………

Valley Road Bar.

Chen Xiang and others walked in curiously. The lights were brilliant and the neon lights were flashing to the rhythm of heavy metal music.

They found a booth and sat down at random. The Yuan brothers, Guan Xue and others were quite reserved and spoke little.

This was not because of the bar, but because of Chen Xiang. In their eyes, this was a real humanoid beast, too scary.
The scenes earlier were too shocking. "Alright."

Chen Xiang noticed the restraint of the few people and said with a smile:
"I'm not a cannibal. What's the point? It's fine to do whatever needs to be done. There's no need to do this."

As he spoke, he casually ordered a few bottles of wine, thought for a moment, took out the phone number his sister gave him, and dialed it.

"I've already arrived at the 9th Ring Road, in District 1, at a bar called Gu Dao, sitting in a booth near the toilet."

"Gudao Bar?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed a little surprised, but quickly said, "Stay there, don't move around, we'll come find you."

After hanging up the phone, Wei Qingqiu asked curiously:

"Teacher Chen, who are you calling?"

"Someone my family hired to protect me." Chen Xiang shrugged his shoulders. Guan Xue, Zhong Sizhe and others looked at each other.

Protection? ?
The corners of their mouths twitched. Such a humanoid Tyrannosaurus needs protection? ?

Chen Xiang did not explain too much. He could not possibly tell them that if they did not make the call, they would have to face the punishment from their elder sister when they got home.
It is always better to have less things to do than more.

I took a sip from the glass and found the aroma of the beer was unexpectedly mellow.

Chen Xiang smacked his lips in satisfaction and glanced at Li Xiaotong:

"Teacher Li, you said you can see things differently. I want to know what you see and what you see in me."

Guan Xue and the others pricked up their ears, and Wei Qingqiu also looked over. She was also curious about why Li Xiaotong was so sure that Chen Xiang could defeat Xiaohu.

The little girl just trembled slightly and lowered her head:
"It's not convenient to talk about it here."

Chen Xiang looked at her deeply, and did not rush to ask any further questions. He drank the beer in the glass. A waiter happened to come over.

"Sir, would you like to try our latest witch wine? This cup of witch wine only costs 700 yuan!"

"Seven hundred yuan?" Chen Xiang was surprised and asked, "What kind of wine is this? So expensive?"

The waiter pointed to the drinks on the tray:
"This is a witchcraft wine that has been passed down for thousands of years! It contains the hair of a bull, as well as turmeric and turmeric. Don't drink it all at once. We will pour the remaining wine on the back of the bull and transfer all your pain and suffering to the bull!"

After a pause, he recited in a serious tone:

"Your heartaches, your diseases, will be taken away somewhere else; in the red package of the bull, you will live a hundred years, you will."

"It's time to change the spell."

There was laughter, and an old man who was passing by here on his way to the toilet joked:
"These days, living a hundred years is not a blessing, it's sometimes a curse!"

The waiter was a little unconvinced:

"Old man, our witch wine has been passed down for thousands of years. How can you say it is a curse?!"

The old man said happily:

"I mean your 'longevity' is sometimes a curse. Besides, your wine is useless."

"This is a tradition that has been passed down for thousands of years!" the waiter emphasized angrily.

"I know I know."

The old man still looked cheerful:
"But it has nothing to do with real mysticism. It just originated from the simple worship of primitive humans. Well, this method of adding the hair of a bull should have originated from ancient Shinra."

He smiled and said:

"Although it does have thousands of years of history, it is ultimately just a kind of homeopathic witchcraft or superstition based on the 'law of similarities'. Oh, yes, the law of similarities is similar to the ancient saying that what you eat will replenish what you gain."

"Are you ruining the place?!" the waiter's voice rose an octave.

"I dare not, I dare not." The old man seemed to be scared and wanted to run away. Chen Xiang, who was listening, smiled and called the old man:

"Old man, you seem to be very knowledgeable about ancient history?"

As he spoke, he dug out seven hundred yuan and handed it to the waiter, then took the glass of wine mixed with red cow hair, turmeric and turmeric.

Chen Xiang took a sip, silently put the glass of wine on the table and pushed it away.

The old man came back at this time, sat in the booth in a familiar manner, picked up the witch wine that Chen Xiang had pushed away, and poured some out:
“Yes, I do some research. I like history.”

He tasted the witch wine, his expression changed, and he quickly put the glass on the table.

Chen Xiang smacked his lips, feeling the strange, spicy and disgusting aftertaste of the witch wine, and asked with interest:
"It sounds like you are also interested in the mysterious history of ancient times?"

"Quite a lot." The old man patted his chest and said, "I'm not bragging, but in terms of ancient history, I'm number one among humans!"

"Among humans," Chen Xiang repeated. He felt that the old man in front of him seemed extraordinary. He wanted to ask something, but he caught a glimpse of the strange Li Xiaotong out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Li Xiaotong was curled up, trembling slightly, with his head lowered, as if in fear.

Even greater than the fear of Chen Xiang.

This is her.
What did you see again?
Chen Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the old man again.

"Old man, I haven't asked your name yet?"

"Me? My last name is Su, just call me Old Man Su."

(End of this chapter)