Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 455 Old Friends (4k+)

Eye... Liu Yonglu first thought of Captain Barlov’s blindness, and then thought of the one-eyed headband that every islander wore. He also saw the evil god in Lin Brown’s body. The most obvious feature of his body was the one eye.

“I cannot translate the text in the Golden Book accurately yet, because it is fundamentally different from the text of any civilization in the Western Continent.

We can find references from some ancient civilizations in the southern continent..."

Millie Tang glanced at Kougan. If Kougan hadn't blown out enough golden books, even she would have been helpless.

At this time, Millie Tang could only use the most primitive linguistic skills to circle out the most frequently appearing words, and then make hypotheses based on their shapes.

This is how the element “eye” was found.

“Another point is that the information contained in this part of the golden book should be related to the ceremony after the celebration. In short, it involves the contract ceremony between the island and the gods.

but……"

Millie Tang held a pen in her mouth and supported herself on the horizontal bar with both hands. At this time, the sky of Xiamu Island was clear and full of brilliant stars.

She came up with a hypothesis that had some possibility, but it was still unbelievable no matter how she thought about it.

Milly Don first assumed that the Cursed Island was the final step in the Summer Veil Island celebration.

Then a strange ceremony will be held on the Cursed Island, and the person who obtains three parts of the god's power will be the key to the ceremony.

Now, these three people are Captain Barlov, the King of Summer Island, Lin Brown and the Blood Prince in his body.

What confuses Millie Tang the most is the process of the ceremony. The word "god" is mentioned several times in Jin's book. Does the god refer to Uwe of Rielkos?
But Aksomama had clearly said before that Uwe had fallen into a deep sleep.

Who was the deity that participated in the ceremony? Some alien deity from the Lost Sea?
……

In the southern wild continent, in the desert of the Kurt Kingdom.

The merchant Qiliyao slowly sat on the camel and walked silently towards the depths of the desert. There was no oil lamp hanging on the camel, and he did not dare to light a torch. The man and the camel walked forward alone in the thick darkness.

The reason why they didn't dare to light the torches was because Zili felt guilty. Prince Herama's iron-fisted methods frightened all the Kurts.

It's not a big deal to make a little more money and take over other people's sheep, but if the soldiers of Heramar catch you worshipping a foreign god, then the end will be...

Even though he was wrapped in a thick sheepskin blanket, the fat man Qili couldn't help shivering.

After seven or eight hours of bumpy ride, his pampered body was almost falling apart. He felt that he would hardly be able to walk when he got off the camel, but he still gritted his teeth and tightened the reins in his hands.

When had I ever suffered so much? Qi Li wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked back at the stars in the sky.

Keep moving forward. When Venus engulfs the moon, it will prove that the Lord has accepted you. Now I think I really shouldn't have believed this nonsense. But if I turn back now, Qi Li can't swallow this anger.

The fat man loosened the scarf around his neck, turned his head reluctantly, and his eyes widened.

It really appeared! The faint starlight began to expand gradually. Its halo was still so hazy and insignificant, but it was indeed expanding.

Qi Li thought of the tadpoles he saw in the pond when he was a child.

In the dark night, Venus began to move in a strange trajectory, gradually approaching the moon and covering it.

It’s true. The leader of the brotherhood really has the power to change the world. Why am I still hesitating?

The camel bells echoed in the empty desert, and Qili finally saw the light!
An isolated hotel suddenly appeared in my field of vision. It was a three-story building with dilapidated walls, but the lights were on inside.

The lights were not bright yellow but gray. Against the backdrop of the night, the world seemed like a black and white painting.

Qi Li swallowed and squeezed the gold coin with the animal face in his hand. This thing was the only belief that supported him at this moment. The gods connected reality and dreams and sent himself here.

Apart from this, he could not think of any other possible explanation for the illusion before him.

After knocking on the door, a hunchbacked, toothless old man opened half of the wooden door. Qi Li didn't know what to say and didn't dare to say anything. He just handed over the gold coins in his hand tremblingly.

"This way, distinguished guest, you are welcome to join us."

The old man was unexpectedly friendly. He saw that Qili had just got off the camel and was walking a little unsteadily, so he put his hand on his arm.

Qi Li didn't know what he would face after entering, and could only mechanically let the old man support him.

The inside of the hotel was the same as it looked from the outside, with gray oil lamps lit. When Qi Li passed the living room, he saw four or five people sitting there.

There were several middle-aged men dressed as farmers, and an old man with a few children. They were either standing or sitting, but their eyes were fixed on him.

The only thing these people had in common was that their skin was pitch black in the gray light.

Qi Li didn't dare to stop and let the old man help him walk to a big gate.

"Please walk the rest of the way on your own."

The old man pulled his arm away. Only then did Qi Li feel that the old man's arm that had scratched his skin did not convey any sense of reality. It was as if the man had no bones.

He squinted his eyes and tried to observe the old man's hand, but the old man had already hidden behind the door and was about to close it.

Seeing that there was no way back, no matter how scared he was, Qi Li could only bite the bullet and walk towards the door. What he didn't expect was that this road actually led downwards.

Can a basement of this size be built in the desert?
The further Qi Li walked, the more frightened he became. He felt like he had walked up hundreds of steps, but still could not reach the end.

I really shouldn't have believed in the gods in my dreams! They were all unorthodox ways that couldn't work in Kurt! Qi Li had completely regretted it.

Normally at this time, I should be lying in a rocking chair next to the fireplace, letting my maid massage my legs and my concubine feed me grapes.

It’s all his second son Masinissa’s fault!
One day, Masinissa angrily took a dozen servants out with sticks and other weapons in their hands. I saw it but did not stop them. This kind of thing happened three or four times every month, so there was nothing to be surprised about.

But when the servants brought Masinissa back on a stretcher, Zili discovered that his second son had been stabbed in the chest.

Blood was oozing out of the wound, but luckily the knife that stabbed him was not sharp enough and got stuck in his ribs.

Thinking of this in the darkness, Old Qili couldn't help but slap himself. If he hadn't been blinded by anger at that time, perhaps everything wouldn't have turned out so bad.

That day, he personally led the horse and dragged the daring boy into his own cellar with his other sons. Why didn't anyone remind him at that time that the boy who was jealous of Masinissa was dressed extraordinarily and had a golden scimitar on his waist?

A few days later, when the local governor dragged Qili out of bed, he realized that the boy half-dead in the cellar was the governor's eldest son! He would inherit the title in the future!

The nightmare of the old Zili family began from that day. First, they ceded a large pasture as compensation. The next day, when Zili had just signed the formalities with great pain, the servant told him that Masinissa had finally died. Zili thought that the whole thing would come to an end. He had lost his land and a son, and the bad luck should be over.

But he was too naive... This was just the beginning. Large numbers of his own sheep died, and anyone could see that they had been poisoned.

His wife was deceived by someone who said that as long as she paid 300 gold coins, she could get in touch with the prince's aide Balkan. What was the final result... their whole family became the laughing stock of the town.

"boom!"

In the darkness, Qi Li slammed his fist against the stone wall beside him.

He wanted to struggle to regain his past life and dignity, but the world was like a quagmire, pulling him down desperately.

Finally one day, he saw a small black beast in his dream. At first glance, the beast looked like a lion, but it had a huge head that was inconsistent with its torso. It licked the black fruit in its hand with its blood-red tongue and told Qili that everything he had lost could be taken back.

On the first day, Qili hoped that his sheep and gold coins would come back. When he woke up, he found that the gold coins were piled neatly under his pillow as usual, and the sheep returned to the sheepfold along the stream behind the manor.

The next day, Zili hoped that his dead son would be resurrected. Before he woke up, a servant ran in noisily and told his wife that Masinissa's already cold body had warmed up again.

On the third day, Qili prostrated himself in his dream and begged the little beast to kill the archon who had been causing trouble for him everywhere, and to not let his entire family go. This time the little beast did not agree to him, but smiled with satisfaction like a human.

When Qi Li opened his eyes again, he only saw the gold coin with an animal face in his hand.

I must see that little black beast, otherwise I will still face endless difficulties and revenge when I return!

Qi Li was not just reciting in his heart, he even shouted out loud in the darkness!

The black tower that stretched infinitely downwards seemed to respond. Qi Li, with one hand raised in front of him, suddenly touched a hard stone door with relief carvings of wild beasts on it.

"Do you desire the Brotherhood of the Beast?"

The next second, the stairs disappeared, the door disappeared, and Qili found himself standing in a spacious hall.

The person who spoke was the man in black robe in front of him. His question was strange, but Qi Li nodded for some reason.

Seeing his reaction, the man in black robe stopped talking and turned around silently. Only then did Qi Li have the opportunity to observe his surroundings carefully.

Twenty or so men in black robes stood in front. Some were taller than others, all wore hoods and stood silent.

There was a chair on the high platform in front, and sitting on it was a man in a dark brown robe. He also wore a hood, but his hood was particularly high, and Qi Li could hardly imagine how long the head under the hood was.

“Squeak…”

The side door opened, and a man in a black robe pushed in a wedge-shaped stone tablet more than half a person's height. There seemed to be stars in the sky painted on it, and the stars were crawling on the tablet in winding ways.

At first, Qi Li did not focus on the stone tablet, but gradually, he felt fascinated and seemed to see many celestial mysteries that went against common sense in it.

“I am a mayfly, and you are a delusion.

When the Lord of Darkness reshapes you, desecrate reality.

Thou shalt fulfill His whispers, thou shalt sing the visions of dreams."

Whispers echoed in Qili's ears. The voices included men and women, old and young. Just as Qili was gradually clearing away the fog as if to see a deeper truth from the changes in the celestial bodies, he woke up.

He was still standing in the hall, blood dripping from his fingers onto the ground.

Qi Li was a little flustered at first. He quickly lifted up his sleeves to check his body, but under his robe, his pale fat was intact.

When did I put on the black robe?

Qili looked at the wide black hem in disbelief.

The unbelievable thing is yet to come. The cuneiform stele disappeared, and was replaced by a tattered wooden board, on which lay a man.

He was young, in his twenties, with curly black hair and light green eyes, and he was wearing only a dirty loincloth.

Qi Li would never forget this face; it was the son of the consul!
The black beast fulfilled his wish and brought his enemy to him. He wanted to go over and cut out his heart with a knife, but he didn't have the courage to do it himself.

Fortunately, there were other people, other members of the Beast Brotherhood. The man in black robe took out a barbed wire from his sleeve and tightened the sacrifice on the wooden board.

The bloody scene that Qi Li was most looking forward to happened before his eyes.

"Tick-tick-tick"

At the beginning, the ticking sound was very frequent. After all, he was a young man with vigorous blood. Gradually, the ticking sound began to become weak.

A man in a black robe squatted down and put his hands on the ground, as if he was picking up scattered beans, but how could liquid be picked up by hands like this?
In confusion, Qi Li saw that the blood plasma on the ground was miraculously shrinking.

A black seed appeared in the black-robed man's hand. He turned around and handed the seed to Qi Li. Qi Li wanted to respond to it, but then he found that his brain was already out of control.

Who was the person who was sacrificed just now? Why was he standing here?
He only remembered that his revenge was not over yet, the pleasure made him feel comfortable, but everything was not over yet.

The seed was roughly stuffed into his hand. Just when Qi Li was about to express his gratitude, he realized that the black-robed man in front of him had turned into the brown-robed man who was sitting on the chair before.

"I, I thank you for your generosity, but I still have much to do... my wealth, my family, my revenge, I..."

Dry words of thanks came out of Qili's mouth intermittently. When he looked up again, he found himself standing in the desert, with the camel he rode on standing beside him.

The dry and cold air woke Qili up. It was already daybreak and there was no inn around. There were only a dozen other people, all like him, holding seeds in their hands, with empty and pale ecstasy on their faces.

"It's really... meaningless."

A dozen camels carrying their owners left the desert and headed towards the border of civilization, leaving only a tall man wearing a hood standing there. He patted the camel beside him and took off his hood listlessly, revealing a donkey's head cover:
"What a mistake, what a mistake, the Southern Continent is not interesting at all.

These kingdoms are boring, the King in Yellow is boring, and the stupid tricks these guys have in their heads are even more boring."

The camel beside him suddenly spoke, grinning and saying:

"Lost Sea, your earthly preacher is here."

"Ah, it's... kind of interesting. It's time to go find him and play with him."

(End of this chapter)