I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Lu Jian remembered that the reason why he chose to build the Wasteland Paradise at the foot of Jiangcheng Mountain was because Song Yunyan's secretary Li Zijian told him that Jiangcheng Industrial had purchased the land but hadn't developed it.

Thinking about it now, Song Yunyan's purchase here should not have been accidental.

She had been tainted and gained some knowledge, and in that knowledge, there might be hints for her to buy this place.

And all this is because of Jiang Chengshan's past.

History and the present have surprisingly reached a closed loop.

As the car went down the mountain road, Lu Jian and the female driver chatted without saying a word.

Originally, Lu Yi only asked her to take him into the city, but the other party was very enthusiastic and said that she would send Lu Yi home directly.

"Speaking of which, you look familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?"

After entering the urban area, the speed of the car slowed down, and the female driver said suddenly.

"Maybe on TV, or in a movie."

Lu Bing told the truth.

The female driver smiled and didn't care.

Her cell phone rang, and the female driver answered it with bluetooth, and responded with a few words.

"I'm going to get something from the yard, let's take a detour."

"In the yard?"

Lu Jian didn't ask much about other people's affairs, and sat obediently and honestly in the co-pilot.

The car drove to Jiangcheng Third People's Hospital, which is very close to Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.

The female driver didn't get out of the car, but stopped on the side of the road, and a girl dressed as a nurse handed her a document bag.

She saw Lu Jian, the co-pilot.

"Hey, this time it's a little fresh meat."

"If you meet on the mountain, take a ride along the way."

The female driver took the document bag, put it in the back seat, and started again.

"I don't have a driver's license for a big truck."

Lu Jian suddenly said something out of nowhere.

"I do not have either."

The female driver didn't know why.

"you are a doctor?"

Lu Bian asked again.

"Well, forensic doctor, dealing with the dead."

The female driver said heartily.

"That's pretty great."

"It's not like that. I'm a family inheritance. My ancestors used to be from a family of medicine. When it came to me, I wanted to do something else, but I came back to my old profession by mistake."

She didn't hide from such a rare occupation, but was generous.

With this attitude, Lu Jian couldn't help but have an idea.

"I still don't know your name? If I have something to go to the hospital in the future, I can ask you for a discount."

Lu Bian asked.

"You don't like discounting, little brother, it's troublesome to find me."

The female driver was amused by Lu Jian's words, and said again.

"Tang Yu, it's raining rain."

At this moment, Lu Jian already had some answers in his heart.

This Miss Tang Yu is probably a descendant of the Tang family, the corpse seamstress.

She didn't know that Tang Que was a relative of her generation, but after so many years, Tang Que probably passed away.

Perhaps many of the descendants of Jiuliu stayed in Jiangcheng, took root in this land, and waited for a certain day when Jiangcheng Mountain called again and needed them to exist.

"Good name."

Lu Jian praised, and then said.

"My name is Lu Bian."

"It's a good name, too."

Tang Yu nodded.

She sent Lu Jian to the gate of the community, confiscated the money, and drove away.

Halfway through the drive, Tang Yu's cell phone rang.

"Hey, I see. I'm going home for dinner. I'll go to the vegetable market to buy a salted duck. I'll eat better today."

She responded to the call on her mobile phone, and after hanging up, she felt a little belatedly.

"What did he say his name was?"

===578. Fun People===

Back home, Lu Jian felt that he had spent a long time.

But in reality it was only over a week.

After nightfall, the spring breeze was warm, and he slept well.

When he got up the next day, Lu Jian sent a message to Feng Yu to report his safety.

He regretted that Xuanjun's token remained in the temple together with most of the previous body, otherwise he could ask Feng Yu who the original Xuanjun was after taking it out.

At noon, Feng Yu came to Lu Jian's house.

She didn't say anything, and bought some food to cook. .

Sweet and sour pork ribs, lentil bacon, hot and sour potato shreds, radish meatball soup, simple, it is the taste of home.

While eating, while watching TV.

"Speaking of which, are the things on Jiangcheng Mountain still there?"

Looking at the aunts dancing in the square in the news, Lu Yi suddenly asked.

"Yes, but not there either."

Feng Yu played a charade.

Without waiting for Lu Jian to ask, she explained herself.

"You should have seen the state of those great beings being sealed. This state of blindness and ignorance is probably from the handwriting of a higher-ranking great being. In other words, those sealed old rulers are just It is because of wanton expansion and vain attempt to usurp power that it becomes like this when it touches the truth."

"Once interfered by that great existence, all the old rulers will become that state, and then their enemies or some strange existence will strengthen such a seal, of course, just as pollution will Infected, so will the state of blindness and ignorance, so most of the old rulers are unwilling to get close to the sealed existence, so as long as they are sealed, they cannot escape in most cases."

"What if someone wants to release them?"

Lu Bian asked.

"Indeed, there will be some guys who want to release these Old Ones, some of them are the former dependents of the Old Ones, or are fools who try to summon these existences under the influence of a few words of literature circulated in foreign lands, or other The Great Old Ones act for certain interests, but most of the Old Ones are crazy, and their actions are unpredictable."

Feng Yu replied.

"Then is there any old ruler who likes to do this kind of thing?"

Lu Juan asked tentatively again. The reason he didn't explain directly was because he was worried that if Feng Yu didn't know the existence of the dark-skinned man, the knowledge he told would pollute Feng Yu.

Although Lu Jian felt that Feng Yu was experienced and well-informed, and he had seen all kinds of storms, and the dark-skinned man must have seen a lot, but to be on the safe side, he still released information little by little.

"There should be few such old rulers."

Feng Yu rested his chin and thought for a moment.

"But there is a higher existence, and it is fun."

"what does it look like?"

Lu Bian was curious.

"...you met?"

Feng Yu quickly reacted.

"Correct."

"Wait, don't say it, let me think about it."

Feng Yu also thought of the same thing as Lu Jian at this time.

The existences that Lu Jian saw and the ones he knew were not necessarily the same.

You have an apple, I have an apple, let's share, still an apple.

But you have a piece of knowledge, I have a piece of knowledge, let's share it, bang, everyone's heads are blown.

In foreign lands, sharing knowledge can be dangerous.

Especially when it comes to news about the Great Old One, or even beings above the Great Old One.

When Feng Yu was thinking, Lu Jian was also thinking.

Soon, he recalled a name.

Correa.

In the temple, the blond man once called that name when the dark-skinned man appeared, and Lu Jian felt a little familiar.

Recalling carefully, he found that he had heard the name before.

In the Nanhua Private Renji Hospital, the director of the hospital who tried to summon the old ruler was instigated by a man named Correa, mastered the method of summoning exotic monsters, and then fell into madness.