The Giant of Light is Still on the Way to Find Home

Chapter 650 Chapter 34 The Beginning of the Ceremony

As far as Ying An knows, in this world, most families related to psychics and psychics are not prosperous.

Ziyuan's family, where Chrysanthemum lives, naturally cannot escape this almost cursed practice.What made the current Patriarch even more troublesome was that neither of his two daughters was a fuel-efficient lamp.

Originally, he was fortunate that although the eldest daughter Juzi was a maverick, the second daughter Juye was quite well-behaved and sensible.

But what he didn't expect was that the second daughter, who had always appeared in front of him with a well-behaved image, suddenly held back a big move when he was paralyzed, and completed her running away from home with lightning speed. plan.

And this exodus is not a matter of the Kanto area.According to the information inquired by Patriarch Ziyuan, Juye seems to have boarded the cruise ship heading to the outer region, and it is not known at which stop she will disembark.

The Patriarch of the Ziyuan family asked the eldest daughter who had returned home from vacation to temporarily act as Patriarch, and embarked on the road of finding a daughter alone.

Chrysanthemum relayed this incident, her expression was filled with joy, she was completely a sturdy female image, which was quite different from the image she usually maintains among outsiders.

"Are you so happy?" Ying An drank Ziyuan's locally roasted tea with a strange fragrance, and his face couldn't help being a little weird: "Are you not worried about your sister?"

"Heh, instead of worrying about her, I might as well worry about the old man." Juzi nodded with a smile, "I know my sister too well, and she will never make a move without 120% certainty. It’s like this land.”

Chrysanthemum stepped on the stone brick under her feet and raised her head: "In other words, once she makes a move, she is very sure, and she has already figured out the way forward. The old man himself is a step behind her, so there is no chance of finding her. "

"Haha, in the final analysis, the old man has a problem with his eyesight. He often said that Juye is cute in front of me."

From Juzi's performance, it can be seen that she really has a lot of resentment towards her father.

At this moment, Ying An nodded in understanding.

After all, in the eyes of parents, the children next door are the eternal enemies.And when the enemy is directly your own relatives, it will be even more tragic.Obviously, Juzi is the one who has been tortured by the children next door all year round.

"Besides, what's so good about this place." Juzi suddenly sighed softly: "If it wasn't for the status of the eldest daughter, I wouldn't even want to live here."

"A dead city with life." Ying An thought for a moment, then suddenly commented.

"Dead city... yes, this is really an appropriate evaluation." Juzi's smile suddenly became a little horrified: "But you are really embarrassed to say it in front of me."

"The evaluation is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that I don't know how to change." Ying An relaxed his back against the back of the chair and stretched his body: "The remnants of the old era need to make more efforts to cater to this new era. .”

In an instant, the whole room became silent, as if the space here had been dug out from the material world.

"...I'm a little skeptical, why did the eldest sister fall in love with you?"

After a while, Juzi's tense expression eased: "Speak so directly, have you never been beaten?"

"Why did Ayu fall in love with me?" Ying An obviously didn't focus on the second half of the sentence.

"Nonsense, at first glance, you are someone who can't catch up with girls. You belong to the coconut tree." Juzi raised the corners of her mouth and smiled disdainfully: "I guess he is better than Damu. He belongs to Longlongshi."

Is there a difference between a wooden head and a stone head?

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"Hmph, in this poor country, change is not necessarily a good thing." Juzi's voice became low in an instant, and she said in an almost inaudible voice, "It's not an easy thing."

"The Spirit Bone Pagoda...?"

Ying An's voice rang directly in Juzi's mind.

"...You actually know this name, you really did your homework."

"We... are the last seal, which is isolation and protection."

Chrysanthemum stood up, yawned indecently, and said something "inexplicable".

"Training starts tomorrow, so take a good rest today... Please."

……

In a bedroom somewhere in the detached house.

This bedroom, which is incompatible with the quaint external environment, is more like a place for practicing. There are all kinds of ancient books with weird covers, strange incense, and props such as crystal balls, almost covering the whole room. The room was packed to the brim.

Although most of these things were sealed to a considerable degree, it really didn't mean much to An.

Dumb looked at the books on the bookshelf with a confused face, lying on the ground imitating the movements of the characters on the cover, thinking he was practicing yoga if he didn't know it.

Compared with the well-behaved Dui, Xinyue, a rebellious fox, is not so polite. She curled up directly on top of the big crystal ball, feeling that the temperature above is especially suitable for giving her fur an ion perm. It looks like a Firefox browser.

Hohenheim sat cross-legged in the air, fanning the incense with his hands, as if tasting the fragrance.

As for Charles, the game dead house, he was basking in the sun directly in the compound, and heard Hohenheim say that he was playing a "sandbox game" in his mind.

Ying An inspected every corner of the house, and finally fixed his heels near the east wall.

On this wall, there are some warm pictures hanging, adding a touch of warmth to the coldness.

Ying An's eyes moved slowly, and found that beside the pictures depicting parents and children playing, there were extremely slender handwriting, as thin as mosquitoes, and all the writings were numbers, and almost all of them were numbers less than thirteen.

Ying An also found a picture of Chrysanthemum appearing in her childhood, with a little girl who looks similar to her but calmer standing next to her.

Standing beside them was a man with a mighty appearance who looked more like an ancient general than the officiant, probably their father.

In the picture, there is also a boy who is older than the girls. He is pouring water on the two girls with a wooden basin, as if to help them practice.

Ying An narrowed his eyes, and beside the boy, he saw the number 11.

He remembered that Yuji had said that the Ziyuan family of this generation actually had an eldest son, but it seemed that when he was still young, he encountered some force majeure and passed away.

So, is this number... the age of the child when it died?

He looked at the hand-painted painting on the top of the wall.

In a very different style from other paintings, this is a landscape painting.The time seems to be when the mountain is setting in the evening. On the background of the tower, the painter used golden paint to paint a layer on the edge of the mountain.

The main color of the tower is elegant purple, but in this picture, there is a gloomy and weird feeling, as if ghosts will come out at any time.

White paint seems to be smeared haphazardly on the top of the tower, and red paint is poured on the bottom of the tower in large chunks.

"what is this?"

Ying An, who had guessed about this picture, noticed that on top of the white paint, there was a little golden color mixed in it, presenting a beautiful arc.

"A'an, you are actually in this room?!"

Ying An turned around and saw Da Mu, who was wearing a vest and steaming all over his body.

Can I just say that he is worthy of being a super true rookie?Just now he went to the backyard to take a look. Damu was playing bullfighting with Kentaro.

"What's wrong with this room?"

"I heard from Chrysanthemum that this is her father's study, and it is also used as a bedroom occasionally."

After Damu answered Ying An's question enthusiastically, he gave him one of the two paper bags in his arms.

"Ziyuan Town's specialty, steamed buns with perilla leaves, hurry up and try them."

Ying An took a bite, and it tasted really good, with a refreshing feeling like mint.

"Really good."

Ying An took three mouthfuls and made two mouthfuls, and he finished one bun. Seeing that he ate well, Damu himself ate very happily.

"Xuecheng, do you and Juzi also have special training in the afternoon?"

"No, Chrysanthemum has something to do these two days, and I practiced by myself in the afternoon." Damu chewed the bun skin, a little slurred: "It seems that some important festival will be held in Ziyuan Town these days, and it used to be her My father hosted it, and this year is her first time hosting, so I probably need to prepare a lot.”

"The festival...may not be a good thing."

Ying An turned around, stared at the picture, and said softly.

Chapter 651 The Burial Ground

Different environments breed different civilizations.

And this world where extraordinary power exists, naturally there will be no shortage of legends of various strange powers and gods.

Ziyuan Valley is exactly such a land shrouded in mysterious fog.

Ying An's understanding of it basically came from a few words in the library of Yuhong University.

Regarding this piece of land that was almost independent from the world in ancient Guandu, the few things he can be sure of are that long before the general built the spiritual pagoda, the natives of Guandu used this valley as a place to bury the bones of "monsters" and ancestors. The land, the so-called sacred land.

From this meaning, Ziyuan Valley is quite similar to the "Elephant Tomb" in Ying An's memory.

It's just that when and who gave this land this meaning, there is no evidence at all.

This is not because the age is so long that it is difficult to trace back, but because of various factors that can be revealed, hidden, and difficult to explain, the historical inheritance of this world is quite chaotic and fragmented. These gaps in history are also ignorant.

What makes historians want to cry even more is that the extremely scarce ancient historical materials are filled with too many incomprehensible, let alone decipherable characters and symbols. Judging from the radiation above, the earliest characters can probably be Dating back to the super-ancient civilization period, the materials left over from these civilizations that have long since disappeared in the long river of history are either a few fragments of runes, and the laws cannot be summarized because the samples are too small.Or there are too many samples...will actively attack researchers. (Unknown Totem)

Based on the above reasons, the study of ancient civilizations has always been in a rather primitive stage.

Strangely, most researchers do not show much interest in historical landmarks like the Lingta.

On the one hand, it is because there are generally supernatural legends in these ancient buildings, which are almost the same as the curse of the pyramids. Maybe they will kill people!

They are not super newcomers like Da Muxuecheng. Even if researchers with general intelligence plus points hire ancient martial arts masters to visit these buildings, the result is that the masters usually survive, but the scholars who study them die.

After all, escaping also requires agility.

On the other hand...

Ying An looked up at the tallest building in Ziyuan Town.

Around the tower, there was a young man wearing a high crown and wearing a white formal suit with large sleeves, directing the people in Ziyuan Town to set up piles of firewood at the bottom of the tower, each taller than a person.

After the bonfire was poured with oil to support the combustion, it quickly burned blazingly.

According to Chrysanthemum, even this combustion-supporting oil is a ritual prop with a rather complicated process. The raw material is taken from the Howling Whale King, which can make the flame burn for a longer period of time.

This is the "Sunset Festival" in Juzi's mouth, and the time is usually selected in the hottest days of summer.

Such a bonfire needs to be lit for three full days, until the third day, when the "Sunset Festival" will be officially held.

This is why most scholars keep these ancient buildings secret.

Most of the ancient buildings with archaeological value are the property of the local rich, and they are "forbidden scorpions" that no one else is allowed to touch.

Compared with the spiritual pagoda, the more representative one may be the god and town of Sinnoh, but anyone who dares to study the relics of the temple without authorization will be hunted down endlessly by the temple clan.

And if someone looks down from the heights of Ziyuan Town, they will find that there are five prominent mansions clustering the pagoda in the middle, and their positions are arranged according to the intersection nodes of the pentagram.

Through these five nodes, the entire spiritual pagoda is shrouded in a tough energy barrier. Anyone who trespasses into the spiritual pagoda will be discovered by the Ziyuan family immediately.