Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 497 Fan Topic (4k+)

Of course, Helama came today to inspect Liu Yonglu's "work achievements" in recent times.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Xiali. Just like the donkey, Herama also circled Xiali several times. Although his knowledge of mysticism could not catch up with Milly Tang's, the ancient book was a family heirloom. After so many years of research, he could roughly guess that the Sun Chariot... it was not a real car.

But this thing in front of me has four wheels...

"Mr. Richie, this..."

"Improvements, just like what we said at the beginning."

"Oh!"

If Liu Yonglu didn't have the dual identities of being the patron saint and the ace investigator of the Investigation Department, Helama would never trust him so much, but these two titles carry too much weight, especially when chatting with Sir Gregory two days ago, the old knight also praised Ricky in particular.

Who is Gregory? He is a very arrogant person in the whole Mosesad. He doesn't give face to anyone. What he says is very credible!
"I hope nothing went wrong while Ferhat was assisting you."

Recently, Balkan reported to him every day, and the two seemed to get along very well, but in front of Liu Yonglu, Helama still had to ask a question.

"Yes, yes, it's the relationship between people, it's worth a beating.

And between us two brothers..."

Liu Yonglu looked closely at the donkey standing next to him:

"I always feel that there is some kind of tacit understanding between us that is hard to explain."

The donkey nodded ingratiatingly and thought to himself, how fresh, you are my preacher on earth, and that fan around your neck now was a gift from me.

"That's good, that's good. So the Sun Chariot is... done now?"

The ancient relic was messed up by Ricky, and Prince Heramar was unsure, was it done? Or was it not done?

"Hey, don't mention it! There's something else that can replace it... that one..."

Liu Yonglu recalled the note Millie Tang gave him.

"That improved material of iris yarrow is a kind of fish that swims in the desert! We're late! When I got there, I saw that this group had gone over."

What we are lacking now is the fish, but don't worry, I have specially spent a lot of money to customize a set of special fishing equipment, and I have inquired and found that there will be another batch in two days!"

If an ordinary person heard Liu Yonglu say this, he would definitely slap him in the face. How could there be live fish in the desert? But Herama was familiar with mystical knowledge, so it was not completely impossible for there to be fish in the desert.

Certain clan creatures, a special spiritual space, or even a dreamland activated by ancient relics may all lead to the existence of fish in the desert.

Prince Herama just didn't quite understand the natural law that "I missed this wave" and "there will be another wave in two days".

And from what Mr. Richie said... if they need to customize the tools, the fish must be quite large!
I just don’t know how to combine the live fish with the “Sun Chariot” in front of me. I can’t tie the fish to the roof of the car.

Herama pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out the solution. Well, that's normal. How could an ancient relic of this level be created in one go?
"Mr. Rich, do you need my help in making the tools?"

"No, no, but just one thing, well, we've almost used up all the gold we used to buy materials last time, do you think... you can allocate three more carts of gold for us?"

Hera Majuer didn't even fight! Reach out and call Balkan over, let's deal with the gold today!
Although the donkey didn't know what Liu Yonglu was trying to do, he followed this guy in and out every day, so he could still understand the basic account figures. The donkey tilted his head to glance at Liu Yonglu and thought to himself, you are really a talented guy, you can make some money from the Sun Chariot business.

After Prince Herama left, Liu Yonglu still behaved like that. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed two pieces of gold into the donkey's pocket.

After smoking, Liu Yonglu and Donkey went out again with a smile. After spending these days with Liu Yonglu, Donkey's identity was confirmed. The two of them became closer and closer. Taking this opportunity, Donkey asked:
"Mr. Richie, you carry this fan every day. If I'm not mistaken, it should be an ancient relic."

"Oh, an ancient relic. What's the matter? Take a look at it. This is my favorite thing."

The donkey reached out to take it and took a look. Hey, it was done quite well. There was a piece of white paper pasted on it using a special technique. The donkey was about to touch it when Liu Yonglu was quick to grab his wrist.

"Brother, be careful, this white paper is special, it's easy to get into trouble if you damage it!"

This piece of paper itself is an ancient relic. As long as the skin of a living creature touches it, its bones and muscles will immediately turn into ropes! A few days ago, when the cat god made a fan for him, Liu Yonglu also asked the cat god if he could add an activation condition to the white paper, just like a bookmark, to make it safer.

The Cat God shook his head. Ancient relics are ancient relics. There is no way to eliminate the side effects after transformation. Moreover, Liu Yonglu has no connection with the gods related to this ancient relic, so forget about such a good thing.

How dangerous would it be to make a fan like this?

Liu Yonglu also had a trick. Since the effect of turning bones into rope paper could not be used for the time being, he personally coated the fan with a thick layer of wax! This way, the skin could not touch it.

But when he saw Ferhat reaching out to touch him, Liu Yonglu became a little worried. What if the man's fingernail made a small cut and the tip of his finger happened to touch it, then the man would be turned into noodles in the next second.

After I told the donkey the whole story, he stood in the street with his fan in his hand, thinking for a long time without saying a word.

What was he thinking? He was feeling the effect of the speculation fan! Donkey is not a cat god. First of all, the bookmark is his ancient relic, especially the last pen. It is his personal belonging. He has used it for... I don't know how many years. It can be said that the accumulated power of a pen and two pages of bookmarks is close to the origin of chaos blasphemy.

Second, his status is far higher than that of the Cat God, so the fact that the Cat God cannot guess the effect of the fan does not mean that the donkey cannot guess it.

"Brother, do you want to go to the toilet? What are you doing with your eyes closed, lips pursed, and your head on the ground, thinking about this?"

"I'll give it back to you."

The donkey had no obligation and no desire to tell Liu Yonglu about the effects of the fan, so he returned the fan to him intact:

"Mr. Richie, I have an opinion. Ancient relics are good! But the white fan... it seems a little lacking in aesthetics. Why don't you paint a picture on it?"

"Ah! Great minds think alike!"

Liu Yonglu really thought so. Although the rope paper made of tendons and bones could simply turn into some words according to the user's wishes, it could not turn into a picture.

It's white and empty, it looks so weird!
Liu Yonglu thought of the Cat God again, and decided not to bother two people and just let the Cat God paint a fan for him.

But in the past two days, no matter how he and Millie Tang arranged the summoning ceremony and called upon the Cat God, this person just didn't come out. There was a precedent of the Cat God hiding from Liu Yonglu and refusing to see visitors before, so the two didn't take it to heart.

Liu Yonglu didn't know that the Cat God clearly felt the presence of the donkey, and it didn't dare to come out at all!

"Brother, do you... know anyone who is good at painting with fine brushwork and wants to give me a painting?"

“This…I can actually do it.”

The donkey really wasn't lying, to put it bluntly, 90% of this ancient relic was his. The donkey also had a special way of desecrating reality, and there was no painting he couldn't create.

After answering, the donkey looked at Liu Yonglu with a smile. Liu Yonglu also looked the donkey up and down:

"Brother, I didn't realize you had this skill, but... did you really follow me? Don't come back and do something like changing a beauty into Zhang Fei, or Zhang Fei into a tree."

"What about the beauty changing to Zhang Fei, and Zhang Fei changing to a tree..."

The donkey had never heard of painting a fan, and Liu Yonglu had nothing to do anyway, so the two of them walked on the street, Liu Yonglu talking in Cantonese as they walked. When they reached the bookstore, the donkey was so happy that he almost snotted:
"It's... a little, well, a little too undignified. It's a waste of a good fan."

The donkey was so happy that he almost said what was in his heart. If he really said that, Liu Yonglu would definitely be able to see his true identity and the trick would be exposed. "After talking for so long, what do you want to draw?" The donkey quickly changed the subject.

“What to draw…what to draw…”

Liu Yonglu was thinking while weighing the fan in his hand. Oh, it would be better to have something lively and active. I can't be too serious when performing on stage.

Moreover, this fan bone was given to him by the donkey, so he should thank him no matter what. In the past, when philanthropists donated a building to the school, the school would name it "Yifu Building" to thank them.

When drinking water, one should remember the person who dug the well. Even if I fan myself every day, I should not forget the donkey. Got it!
"Brother, this is what I thought, draw a picture of a beast!"

"Oh? The beast picture?"

Donkey also became interested, and the two of them stood in the bookstore and chatted without buying anything.

"There are three animals in the main body of the picture, a tiger, a monkey, and finally a donkey!"

The donkey didn't say anything for a long time, thinking to himself, what does this have to do with me?

"Can you tell me more specifically, what kind of facial expressions and movements did you have?"

"The monkey is the simplest, it is cunning and clever standing on the tiger's shoulder. The tiger is in a classic shape, the tiger goes down the mountain to hunt and grab food!"

"What about the donkey?"

Even the donkey felt uncomfortable when he asked this question, and asked himself, what is this?

"The donkey is the food! The prey is the prey, and the prey is the donkey!

The donkey used to fool the tiger with jokes, but the monkey saw through his tricks. Finally, the tiger jumped up and bit the donkey's butt..."

The donkey stood in front of Liu Yonglu and looked at him. This was not the first time that he had the urge to kill the guy in front of him. This was the first time in all his years that the donkey had heard of a preacher on earth standing in front of God the Father and talking about wanting to kill God the Father.

Oh, my earthly preacher, how did you live to be so old? It’s a miracle!
"Brother, can you draw it or not? Is it too complicated? Then let me change it. This time, let's change it... Hey, a flowchart for making donkey hide gelatin, what do you think?"

"Let's do the math, let's just let the tiger hunt... don't change it."

The donkey thought, Grand Duke Zahir, how are you preparing? Hurry up and fight! In a few days, I want to see this bastard kowtow in front of me and beg for mercy, asking me to save him!
……

Red, blazing red, pure flames of destruction rose high and swept across the sky.

The low roar of the soul is the main theme of this world. Their bodies have perished, but their souls are forever bound in this space, constantly whispering and talking to each other, as if they are telling stories of the past.

In the red ocean, a small boat sails slowly, with no destination and no direction.

The ship also seemed to have no entity. It was just an existence with intention, but it protected the people and monsters on it from the harm of fire and the influence of whispers.

The man is Grand Duke Zahir and the monster is the three-headed bloody god.

Yes, the Sun Chariot has been completed and the true power of the stone tablet has been awakened.

This is a vast spell that connects dimensions, and the role of the Sun Chariot is to carry their souls and protect them from the harm of this world.

The four conditions mentioned by the donkey were actually met on the day that strange alliance was formed.

First of all, Zahir had the stone slab, and he had also spent decades collecting and organizing other rare occult materials. In addition, the stone slab could be copied, so the materials were foolproof.

Previously, Zahir had been stuck between the third and fourth steps, which were installation and awakening.

But with the alliance between the Blood Mad God and it, the last two problems were solved when the three-headed monster awakened the original power of killing pain that belonged to Rielkos Uwe in its soul.

The sun chariot in the dungeon burst into dazzling light!

The original space was torn apart by the light, and a long, narrow and deep crack appeared out of thin air in front of the two people. The crack seemed to contain endless power, and that power was engulfing them.

At the critical moment, the sun chariot made of stone slabs protected the souls of the two and finally carried them into this strange space.

"No wonder they say the Sun Chariot can help its users resist the destructive calamity that comes as powerful as thunder."

Grand Duke Zahir murmured to himself that the way to resist was to hide in this terrible space. Without the Sun Chariot coming in, it would be a dead end. But with the Sun Chariot, the two of them could travel freely.

"Power...annihilation..."

The Blood Mad God has no interest in natural disasters. He is attracted by the divine knowledge contained in the stone slab. Millions of years ago, the Blood Mad God was hurt in the eyes by the forbidden knowledge in the stone slab and fell into a deep sleep.

This obsession has continued to this day, and I have the opportunity to deprive myself of all this power at this moment, although it is only a small part of the stone slab.

"These souls may have once been beings close to gods. A great and splendid civilization was once born here."

Looking at the huge building wreckage overturned in the sea of ​​fire and the black and gray screaming afterimages, Barlov said coldly.

It is worth noting that these afterimage souls are all like origami made by children, with the tips of the hands and feet symmetrically giving birth to an afterimage, the two are exactly the same, connected to each other, and entangled.

This may be the real reason why this piece of stone fragment can replicate objects and creatures in real space.

"Go out first and study it when you come back."

Zahir said calmly, and the next second, the two of them returned to the dungeon.

Although Barlov, the Blood Prince and the old king were extremely reluctant, they had no choice. The Sun Chariot was now jointly owned by the two of them. Zahir was holding an important ancient relic in his hand. He insisted on leaving, and the Blood God could do nothing about it.

"When is the next time?"

The Blood Prince viciously thrust his head in front of Zaheer.

"Before the battle begins, we must use the power in space to defeat Heramar."

Zahir's answer was brief and to the point. His clone was connected to his soul, and it was an clone that was stationed in the palace in Tirmsi City at this time.

Zahir received news that Heramatun had deployed a large number of troops in Harun City... Strange, is he going to strike first?
In fact, Zahir was not as anxious as Herama thought. What happened in the crypt was a feud between him and Ricky, and could not be blamed on Herama. There was plenty of room for the two to mediate and make peace.

Even if he really wanted to rebel, there was no need to rush. He could quietly make preparations for a few years, and when the time was right, he could replace Herama and take down Kurt at the lowest cost.

To be honest, it would be the stupidest thing to do to rashly go to war like we are doing now.

He didn't know what the donkey had done to add fuel to the flames and cause the two sides to fight, but the current situation did not allow Zahir to hesitate any longer. It would be futile to negotiate or endure at this time.

The only wise thing to do now is to use the Sun Chariot, quickly counterattack, and completely destroy Kurt!

(End of this chapter)