Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 71 Bookmarks
"come in."

Jiuli touched Patrick's heartbeat, fortunately, it was still beating, but looking at his condition, he would not be able to recover for a while, so he would be sent back to the church to see a doctor later.

This time, Jiuli brought two followers of the Church of Wisdom with him. The mixed-blood black bull horn was indeed the mechanical material he needed, and he must have had his subordinates buy it for him.

Soon, a boy with a cat head entered the room.

"What do you want to change?" Jiuli slumped on the sofa and lit a cigar. The smoke enveloped the young man who had just entered the room.

"I want a tomb worm." Millie Tang went straight to the point.

"I have three ancient books here, all of which record the ancient spells of the gods. You can choose any one. One of them is complete. If you choose that one, you will have to add some things."

Jiuli didn't take Millie Tang seriously at all, and there were few people in Saint Daoding City who could refute what he said.

Millie Tang found a chair and sat down, then picked up three spell books.

"Breath of the Abyss, rubbish, not very useful, and yours is a broken version. I have the complete version."

"The Fish Lure Technique is the worst of the worst. Even the complete version is worthless. I guess this thing can only save your cult a few fishing nets."

"Redemption Fire Ball, this one looks good, but it's a damaged copy, and it's far from enough to exchange for the ox horn in my hand."

To be honest, Millie Tang is a little tired of acting with Liu Yonglu these days. Although she is still using the voice of a teenager, her tone is very unpleasant.

"Leave the horn here. When you have thought it through, come to the Church of Wisdom and get it from me."

Jiuli made a fly-swatting gesture. He had just returned from a chaotic dream and was in no mood to bargain with this little brat.

"I'm going to see the grave worm today, otherwise you can say goodbye to the bull horn. I guarantee that you won't find another bull horn with a spell on it in the whole of Saint Daoding."

Jiuli didn't expect that the young man would be so disrespectful to him. The piston in his right prosthesis twisted rapidly, making a "dong dong dong" sound, as if it was a warning.

"Threatening me? Look at that nice hand of yours that's smoking."

Millie Tang sat back in the chair. Jiuli looked at his left hand. The skin on the back of his hand had become dry, and even age spots appeared near the thumb.

"Diluted apocalyptic gray smoke, do you still like it?"

Who is Millie Tang? She always thinks the worst of people, so she used the cigar smoke from Jiuli to set up a very secret forbidden spell when she entered the room.

"Boy, I can consider exchanging the tomb worm for you, but you have to answer me a question first. Are you here to attend the rally as well?"

Before Millie Tang could answer.

Patrick, who had been sitting on the sofa, suddenly straightened up.

"My Black Stone!" A hysterical howl came out of his mouth.

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At the same time, inside the auction venue.

Liu Yonglu looked at the animals in the audience with a confused look on his face, as they were competing to bid for his Calabash Brothers portrait. Of course, Patrick required a barter for this item, so the animals simply went to the pink rabbit to register the order for private negotiation.

"Brother, wait a moment, I'll go and raise a price."

Liu Yonglu didn't want to buy back his Calabash Brothers, he just wanted to find the old man Patrick. Although the other party left him contact information, when he called him again this week, the servant on the other end of the phone told him that Patrick had left his manor half a month ago.

There were no mobile phones in those days, so Liu Yonglu had actually lost contact with him.

It would definitely not be a bad thing to find Patrick before the mass. At least we can get more information.

After checking in at the Pink Rabbit, Liu Yonglu returned to the drink counter, shaking his head.

"Are you interested in that portrait of the god? But it doesn't seem to be anything special to me."

The donkey commented on Liu Yonglu's masterpiece with a tone of insight. Others couldn't understand it, so how could he not understand it...

"I'm interested? How could I be interested... I drew that painting."

"How's it going, big brother? Do you want to draw?"

Liu Yonglu is still thinking about the tomb worm on the donkey. It would be perfect if he could exchange it for the Calabash Brothers, which is equivalent to getting something for nothing.

"Oh? That's... kind of interesting. Have you seen this god?"

"Have you seen it? We see it less often now. Back then, about 20 years ago, I saw it every day." Liu Yonglu did not lie. When he was a child, besides Black Cat Sheriff, his favorite thing to watch was Calabash Brothers.

The donkey seemed to have seen through the true nature of the Calabash Brothers' portrait a long time ago, but he sincerely wanted to tease Liu Yonglu, so he teased him with words.

"Then tell me what is so special about your god. You don't have to be too specific. Describing miracles can sometimes be disrespectful and blasphemous."

"No need to be disrespectful. Our god is a master who is suitable for all ages and has a good reputation."

"God, let me tell you, and you listen."

"Thinking back to the past! There was an old man! He got gourd seeds from a pangolin..."

"After the gourd landed, the eldest child became extremely strong and could be of different heights. The second child had super hearing and super vision, and was very smart. The third child..."

Liu Yonglu shook his cheeks and talked nonstop, and no one could stop him.

By the end of the conversation, the donkey had really taken it in. He couldn't help but wonder, could this really be some kind of god? I've never heard of it before? That's impossible. Is there anything in the universe that I don't know?
There is also a very small possibility, either this god was born too early, even earlier than himself, or the space he lives in is too far away...

Moreover, he had never heard of the names "Da Wa" and "Er Wa". They sounded strangely beautiful, both primitive and simple.

No, I have to ask him again. Some creatures already have a high level of intelligence. What if what he just said was made up? I'll ask him something more specific. This thing is definitely made up, and it's easy to find flaws.

"Yes... somewhat interesting. Let me ask you again, are there any deeds of this god recorded in ancient books? Of course, if you feel that this has offended this god, you can..."

The donkey shut up. The person in front of him seemed to have nothing to say and had no reverence or fear for this god.

As for whether there is any record of this in ancient books? Absolutely. The Calabash Brothers comic book is still under Liu Yonglu's bed.

"There are so many, I'll just pick out the most exciting ones to tell you. For example, the incident where Wu Wa got drunk and messed up things, and the snake demon conjured up a basin filled with..."

Five minutes later, the donkey hurriedly stopped Liu Yonglu from talking. He had no choice but to do so. He felt that the tiger would talk until dawn tomorrow.

At this time, he had two assumptions about the "god" mentioned by Liu Yonglu.

The first one is that the taboo legend told by the tiger head is very detailed and sounds like a war between gods that took place in ancient times.

If that's the case, I'll have to wait for him to tell me the whole story when I get the chance, and then I'll study it carefully.

The second possibility is that this tiger head is just making up stories, but this guy can make up stories so well in a short period of time, plus the mess that I saw in his head before... this is something.

Hiss... Besides, this tiger-head usually has nothing to do and likes to tinker with bloody mass rituals. He has a similar temperament to me. It would be of use for me to keep this passerby around!

"Yes...it's a little interesting. I'll give you something. Can you draw two portraits of gods in exchange?"

"Where's the tomb worm? Big brother, you're chatting so animatedly, why don't you tell me?"

"I told you, I have my own rules. I can't give you the grave worm because you want it. I can't give you what you want."

"De de de... You're using tongue twisters again. How hateful."

Liu Yonglu was a little annoyed with this donkey at this moment. He looked like an easy-going person, but why was he so stubborn?

"I thought of something interesting, this is for you."

The donkey took out a bookmark from the black book he had been holding in his hand.

This bookmark is quite long but not wide. Holding it in the hand, it feels a bit like the token thrown by Bao Zheng when Liu Yonglu was a child watching Justice Bao.

The bookmark is black, and if you look closely you can see a logo similar to the letter P on it.

"Okay, we two brothers are destined to be together. Do you have a pen? I'll draw two for you on the spot. It's best to have a colored pen. Let's have four or five kids. These two brothers are inseparable."

When Liu Yonglu finished drawing the Calabash Brothers, the pink rabbit came over and called him.

"Brother, well, I'm going to go in and talk about something. Next time, bring your date to play with me."

"Partner? Yes... kind of interesting. Recently, someone actually wanted to help me plan a wedding."

The donkey waved to Liu Yonglu reluctantly.

The editor has arranged it for me. We will put it on the shelves next Wednesday! When the time comes, please support us and give us a first order. We will still follow the old rules. We will put it on the shelves and we will not delay the pace before putting it on the shelves. It is all hard work.

It’s Friday, so finish up your work and studies and consider it as the weekend. I wish everyone has a good mood, have a drink and a bite to eat after work and have some fun.

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