Chapter 113: Tail Ship 31
“Dead…dead?” Tong Mian was stunned.
The black monster disappeared, replaced by a breeze with the scent of medicine.
He was the one who brought this kind of wind.
"You did it!" A milk jelly jumped onto him, "Brother Tong, do you know how handsome you were just now? Ahhhh, that was great!"
Tong Mian was extremely surprised. But it was not because of Rongrong's words, but because he was able to stand steadily after being hit. In the past, he would have knelt on the ground and vomited blood for a while.
This is all because...
"Jiang Yuelu!" Tong Mian turned around and saw a figure sitting in the corner. His face suddenly changed and he ran over quickly, "Are you okay?"
The luck scale was like a displacement device, one end connected to Jiang Yuelu and the other to him. While continuously outputting pain to him, he seemed to be able to slightly sense Jiang Yuelu on the other end. Just as Jiang Yuelu could sense the excitement when he killed monsters, he could also sense that he was not doing well.
I had a vague feeling... that he was trying his best to endure something.
When Tong Mian, Leng Wenhan and the others rushed to Jiang Yuelu, he had already stood up and started to confirm like a rational computer, "You guys let your guard down a bit. Sometimes a person who has turned gray doesn't necessarily mean he is really dead. We have to go back and confirm. If he is not dead, we have to keep finishing him off until he is dead."
Although his words were very disappointing, no one present could refute them.
Back to the original place, the chicken blood in the formation has become mottled and hideous, enough to show how fierce the fight was. At the scene where Tong Mian split the monster in half, an old photo fell.
Tong Mian picked it up and said, "Rongrong, this is a photo of your family."
"Let me take a look."
Milk Jelly floated over and stayed in front of the photo for a while, as if he was recalling something seriously, "It seems to be a photo of us."
Tong Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "What do you mean by as if? You were right in the camera, don't you even remember this?"
In the photo, Rongrong, who was still a little girl, was held on her father's lap, with her mother sitting beside her and another teenager standing beside her. The family smiled slightly at the camera, and Rongrong was very happy and tilted her head to make a "V" sign.
Jiang Yuelu stared at the photo and felt that it looked familiar.
Rongrong sighed, "In fact, I don't have all my memories. I remember some things very clearly, but I have forgotten some things completely. Master Jin Muxi said that I suffered a huge blow from the death of my relatives, and I forgot a lot of things in order to protect myself."
Tong Mian nodded, "So that's how it is."
He didn't notice anything, but Leng Wenhan noticed something strange.
Why is Rongrong the only one here?
Her brother, mother and father were all missing, and their bodies were buried in the underworld without even a soul left. But why was she the only one who still had a trace of soul?
Rongrong, what exactly is it?
"Ah." Jiang Yuelu suddenly said, "I remember now."
He picked up the photo and walked to the hall which was devastated by the fight. He picked up the photo frame from the high round table next to the sofa, in which was embedded a repaired family photo.
He held up the two photos and put them together. Everyone's eyes widened, "How can they be exactly the same?!"
"No. If you look closely, you can see the difference." Jiang Yuelu pointed at the photo that had been patched in the frame, "The expressions of the people are different, you see."
In the photo frame, the torn-in-two photos seemed to convey the owner's complex hatred, and even the portraits were affected, becoming depressed. Although the family stood together, they seemed to be in harmony but not in harmony. Even Rongrong, the naive little girl, had a gloomy face.
It looks eerie and scary.
The other photo is different.
It was well preserved, with a translucent luster. It must have been carefully cared for and cleaned every once in a while. The family's expressions seemed to be affected, too. The photos were complete, the relationships were complete, and everyone was laughing without any burden.
A strange thought arose in the minds of everyone present.
Does a photo really affect the portrait taken in the photo?
So what would this photo be like?
[Candidate Jiang Yuelu, it is detected that you have obtained the clearance item for this exam]
The system suddenly sounded, reporting the surprising news expressionlessly.
[I found my parents, but I can't restore the family relationship to normal, so what? 】
[If it's a father who often loses his temper and can't control his temper, I'd rather not have him. If it's a mother who sneers and mocks my father, I'd feel uncomfortable watching her. If it's a brother who doesn't stand up to stop me at such times, but walks away with a blank expression, leaving me alone, then I don't want him either]
【I want my original family back, who can help me? 】
The system coldly read out the little girl's innocent words and continued to perform its duties.
Jiang Yuelu always found it incredible, because he seemed to understand the appreciation and occasional scrutiny of himself from this strange system that had no emotions and came from nowhere.
[Jiang Yuelu, congratulations again]
[You have removed the pain from Rongrong's family and brought joy back to their faces. She will be very happy, and their family will be together forever.]
The system spoke in a very humane tone, but Jiang Yuelu did not think it was very humane.
It is the system that does not understand the human heart.
He lowered his head and looked at the photo, thinking: Does this mean that human suffering has been eliminated? That would be too much of an underestimation of the suffering that people endure.
He was very clear that what he had done was just superficial.
It was like using a photo editing tool to change a crying expression into a smile, but was this smile really from their hearts? He thought so and saw the Wills in the photo. Suddenly, he felt that the corners of their mouths were flying upwards in smiles, but their eyes were full of fear.
What exactly did they go through?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance down at the pocket on his clothes, where they found the blueprints from the tin box. For some reason, he didn't tell Tong Mian and the others everything. Wen Han was keenly aware of something, but fortunately, he was very sensible and didn't ask anything.
But it's okay.
Soon it will be time to make this information public.
Suddenly, outside the hall, a hateful shout came from the spiral staircase: "Who the hell is Jiang Yuelu? Who is Jiang Yuelu?"
"Where is the guy who snatched my exam reward first? Get out here right now!"
A figure jumped into the living room on the first floor and half-crouched in the center of the formation covered with chicken blood. The scarlet blood illuminated his hideous face. It was the ship owner, Qiong.
He glanced dangerously at the group of guys in front of him, slowly locked onto Jiang Yuelu who was holding the photo, and couldn't help but laugh angrily: "It's you..."
"Not only did you take away the Fortune Scale that the Lord gave me, you also took away the reward that was originally mine..." A low, suppressed voice echoed in the hall. He was so angry and shocked that he actually laughed softly, looking at Jiang Yuelu with hatred, "What's your next step? Take away my tailboat?!"
Jiang Yuelu felt like he had just heard a joke. He asked softly, "Your tailboat?"
"Yes. That's right! My sternboat—" He raised his hands and turned it in circles toward the sky, "It was given to me by the Lord of the City because he saw me—my only treasure that shines in the world!"
He laughed like a madman, "My ghost market! My ghost city, hahahahaha!"
Qiong was completely unaware of how much his words offended the former capital lord Jin Muxi. He slowly stopped laughing and looked at Jiang Yuelu, "Well... you are pretty good. I admit that you are a competitor more than that kid. But even so, you won't win. As long as the capital lord doesn't come back, I am the only owner here."
He spoke word by word, "And the master will not die in the examination room—uh…" Before he could finish his words, his pupils dilated.
“Swoosh—”
Wooden arrows shot from four directions and pierced his body at the same time. Qiong was stunned in disbelief. "W-what?"
Tong Mian shouted, "That's a peach wood arrow!"
It has been recorded in ancient times that ghosts are afraid of peach wood, so later wizards often use peach wood swords to exorcise demons. However, the peach wood used to kill ghosts appeared in the ghost city, which can be called a bizarre event.
From the four directions of the second floor, four ghostly figures wrapped in black fog slowly emerged.
Gurian, Jin, Drake and the little blue-eyed baby in the rocking chair looked at Joan who was pierced by four arrows. They seemed unwilling to put down their bows until they were sure that the original ship owner was dead.
"How could this be..." Qiong whispered, his knees slowly weakened and he knelt on the ground. He looked down at his body that was constantly disappearing, "I am the owner of this ship. My brother built this ship with his own hands... It has attracted worldwide attention. My family cannot be deprived of the right to inherit this ship..."
A voice sounded, neither sad nor happy: "You only said one thing right."
Qiong raised her head and looked at Jiang Yuelu who was walking towards her.
The weak young man didn't seem to want to laugh at him.
"This ship was indeed built by your brother himself. But it does not belong to your family, nor to your brother, and certainly not to you."
Joan opened her mouth and said, "What are you talking about—"
An old blueprint was placed in front of him, stopping him from cursing, "…What is this?"
"Don't you recognize it?"
Joan's pupils slowly contracted: "This is... Will's drawing."
"We found it in the secret room of Will's room. It's genuine." Jiang Yuelu ignored Tong Mian who was opening his mouth wide and Leng Wenhan who was calm behind him, and continued, "We found not only the blueprint of the boat in the metal box in the secret room, but also the original blueprint of the sternboat."
Joan was horrified and said, "You are talking nonsense! If yours is true, then what is mine?!"
Jiang Yuelu said: "Yours is real, and mine is real too."
"I don't understand you……"
"You'll find that there's no difference in the two maps regarding the structure and materials of the ship. Even the locations of the dots for Happiness and Despair are not much different."
Joan carefully identified it and took a breath: "Yes... yes!"
Jiang Yuelu said: "The blueprint that Jin Muxi gave you is real, there is nothing wrong with that. He just omitted some content that he didn't want you to know, and my blueprint has all of it. That's why I know the secrets that some people on this ship really want to hide."
As he spoke, he looked toward the second floor and sighed.
That is indeed a very old and very heavy secret.
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