Chapter 124 Training 02
That's...is that him?
Jiang Yuelu was stunned and heard the system ask him, "Are you okay? Your heart rate is a little abnormal."
Without accusing the system of spying on her again, Jiang Yuelu raised her hand and pointed forward.
"Did you see that just now?" Jiang Yuelu wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes. But the system broke his fantasy, "Of course, I am your extended eyes. I can see everything you see."
“Who are these?”
The system replied: "Wait a moment, I will retrieve the data."
She is very fast.
"The figure on the left is Xia Yi, the current Ghost King. An old wizard once saw him in the wilderness and drew his portrait. I just compared it and the overlap rate is 99%. But compared to the portrait I saw, the afterimage is a little immature."
She paused, "More like the early days of the Ghost King's birth."
"In the early days?"
"Yes. Based on the limited information, it is speculated that the current Ghost King was born in a failed ascension ceremony. As for who performed the ceremony and when it took place, it is still a blank for the time being, and a large amount of archaeological data is needed to supplement it. All we can say is that he was born a long time ago."
Then I shouldn't be next to him.
A mortal and a mythical figure…
It’s like standing next to Dayu who was controlling the floods...very ridiculous.
Jiang Yuelu began to question his own existence, and three questions were circling in his mind: "Who am I", "Where do I come from", "Where am I going"... But these three questions soon turned into: "Who am I", "I know Xia Yi", "What he said is true".
He rubbed his aching head and said, "Do you think that person...that person looks like me?" He still held out the possibility that he was mistaken.
"Just like you."
All right.
Perhaps there are other explanations.
There are many similar twins in this world, and he is not a beauty that appears once every few thousand years. It is reasonable that there was someone who looked very similar to him in ancient times... But Jiang Yuelu couldn't comfort himself like this. There were other excuses for the similar appearance. That person's movements and expressions were also the same as his.
The afterimage of what he had just seen reappeared in his mind.
He sat down on his stomach and held out the idol.
This is in line with his usual sitting posture. Sitting cross-legged is too easy to cause back pain, lying prone can support with hands... His back has always been bad. But since leaving the orphanage and living with his brothers and sisters, he rarely sits like this. It is too childish and too childish, not befitting of a brother.
The action of handing something over pulls the whole body forward, and one shoulder becomes severely tilted... This is exactly the same.
Growing up in an orphanage, he didn't have a very good upbringing, and his posture was even worse when he relaxed.
This person's casual temperament is consistent with him, and his smiling expression is like that in his bones. He is like this when he has bad intentions in mind...
Jiang Yuelu rubbed his brows in annoyance.
Sometimes, having a good memory can be a disadvantage.
Even if he didn't want to believe it, he couldn't deny his connection with this "Jiang Yuelu".
People are blank slates when they are born, and only after being shaped by the environment do they become unique individuals. But now, a person who looks exactly like him has appeared, and he can't help but wonder, could it be that this "Jiang Yuelu" has also experienced everything in his life?
Otherwise, why did God create him into another person?
Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, the system asked, "You don't seem to want to be that person, and you are trying your best to prove that he is wrong. Excuse me for speculating, but the thought of having a big connection with the Ghost King makes you feel troubled, right?"
“No.”
Jiang Yuelu pinched her brows and said, "Before this, I always thought he was daydreaming. I laughed in my heart several times, laughing at him for not being able to tell his best friends apart... Now it seems that I am the one who is laughing."
"Did I forget something important?" he asked uncertainly.
"If it were in the past, I could still confirm your fate. But now that you have a shrine and a divine status in this small world, I can no longer guess your future or past."
Jiang Yuelu never thought about getting answers from other people. He was more accustomed to relying on himself.
But now, the most crucial and important evidence comes from him.
There was a voice that kept telling him that appearance, personality, and behavior were secondary. The most irrefutable thing was that he had a strong response after seeing the afterimage.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
His heartbeats continued to vibrate heavily, and he returned to his original orbit like a lost star and began to fly around the moon again.
His synaesthesia, which had long been enhanced, told him that this kind of resonance was what people called karma.
He thought that he and Xia Yi were just two stars flying side by side, and that they had only met for the first time in Paper Man City. Now it seemed that they might have a very complicated past.
"Don't think about it for now." He rubbed his face, completely escaped from the black fog, and returned to the bright laboratory. The bright environment made him feel a little better.
The system was also very considerate and changed the subject.
"Do you want to go to the library again?"
"Okay." Jiang Yuelu deeply realized that his knowledge of witchcraft was seriously insufficient, so the baby carriage said "You are the weakest among the three." In the future, he would inevitably go to the Ghost City more often, and he still had to make up for his theoretical knowledge.
"You lead the way."
"Okay. All your wishes are up to you."
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Deep in the college, at the foot of the mountain where water flows, a narrow gravel road winds upward.
Huge black and red flowers with tiny clusters of leaves glowed faintly on both sides of the road.
Each flower grew quite high above the ground, with long, thin branches. When Jiang Yuelu reached the densely packed areas with flowers and leaves, her waist and legs were completely submerged and could not be seen.
He couldn't help but sigh, "This is the first time I feel like I'm in a witchcraft world."
Whether it is the teaching buildings, dormitories or laboratories, all retain traces of modernity. Only the hillside where the library is located gives him a quiet and ancient feeling.
The system explained: "The library preserves a large number of old book fragments, which are the crystallization of divine grace inherited and contributed by various families and tribes. They are closer to the gods and are no longer ordinary books."
"Some of these bamboo slips are even older, and they know more about wizard history than the deans. Someone said that the relocation of the library would shake the foundation of the academy, and the books and documents should not be moved unless necessary. Moreover..." The female voice smiled gently, "No one dares to anger the old gentlemen of the bamboo slips, not even the incompetent Dean Kong."
Something is missing... Jiang Yuelu looked at the air strangely.
She really dares to say that.
“So, these books are alive?”
The system consoled him: "The books you can read now are elementary, and they are not much different from ordinary books."
Why do I feel like you are laughing at my poor foundation... Jiang Yuelu shook his head and walked through the quiet flower-filled path to the end. The red door and the green stone tablet stood there, as if they had been waiting for him for a long time. Looking inside the door, he saw a small tower-like building that was old and yellowed, with wind chimes dangling from the eaves of each floor.
Jiang Yuelu looked at it for a long time and found it a little strange.
These wind chimes never make any sound no matter how much you swing them.
"The sound of the bell is extremely mysterious." The system said, "This place is ancient and mysterious. If the sound of the bells overlaps and symphonies, it may cause a great change."
Jiang Yuelu sighed, "I feel like I need to catch up on my knowledge quickly."
"Don't worry, you have just been born. You are a little god."
Hearing these familiar words, Jiang Yuelu was stunned. The face of a little blonde girl flashed before his eyes. He waved his hand, leaving Rongrong's shadow behind him, went up the stairs, stepped over the low threshold, and walked into the library attic.
As soon as you come in, you can smell the calm and quiet scent of old wood, which makes you calm down in an instant.
Rows of bookshelves stretched up to the sky, bottomless and deep like a jungle. Jiang Yuelu felt overwhelmed as he walked among them. This place was not like a modern library with categories, so he had no idea where to start.
"What information do you want to find?"
Jiang Yuelu thought for a moment, "Historical. The key words are... an era where gods and ghosts coexisted?"
Ever since Baby Stroller mentioned "Gods and Ghosts coexisting" on the stern boat, he had been thinking about it, but he was busy beating Baby Stroller at the time and couldn't be too distracted. Now that he had some free time, of course he had to check it out first. He had a hunch that since he had to walk around the ghost city to look for his brothers and sisters, he would inevitably meet the "ghost" master.
"Wait a moment."
The system worked very efficiently and found it for him quickly.
A yellowed scroll floated in front of Jiang Yuelu. Just as he was about to raise his hand to take it, he heard a harsh accusation, "You are such a rude young man. You didn't even kneel down and kowtow to me when you saw me... Hey, you are not a young man?"
Jiang Yuelu was petrified.
He was not shocked that the book spoke, but the system clearly said that it would find basic books for him... Jiang Yuelu knew that even if he questioned the system lady now, the other party would probably only say: "I didn't know you wanted to search for knowledge about the coexistence of gods and ghosts."
Jiang Yuelu gritted her teeth and greeted Old Scroll, "Good afternoon."
Scroll looked Jiang Yuelu up and down.
A feeling of contempt arises spontaneously.
"Your studies are so bad! How can you be admitted to the academy at this age?"
At this age... Jiang Yuelu was shot in the knee.
He moved his facial muscles and forced a smile, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you... It's because my basics are so poor that I want to learn more."
Scroll nodded, "This spirit is indeed worthy of praise. I just woke up and have nothing to do, so I can give you some pointers."
He coughed twice in a serious tone, "But..."
Jiang Yuelu leaned forward, "But?"
"But I just woke up, so my mouth doesn't taste good. Do you have any candied fruit? I'll be able to talk to you after I'm full."
It turned out to be a book about greed. Jiang Yuelu suddenly realized.
Jiang Yuelu searched all his pockets, but only found a few receipts. He had been running back and forth to the examination hall during this period, and he had not lived a good life at all. His pockets were cleaner than his face.
Just when he was having a headache, he suddenly remembered that he had a place to hide food.
When he was arranging the shrine, in order to make the whole look more like a modern Jiang family villa, he specially bought a lot of modern snacks and put them in.
He immediately said to the scroll: "Please wait for me for a moment."
After saying that, he went out and found an open space to summon Miss System. She was a little surprised, "Why do you want to enter the shrine outside?"
Jiang Yuelu was confused, "Didn't you tell me that? The fewer people who know about this, the better."
"But that is for ordinary students. There are too many people from all families and races in the academy, and the interpersonal relationships are very complicated. It is necessary to hide it from them. The old gentlemen in the library are fair in their own position. Even if they know that you have divine power, they will not interfere. You don't have to worry."
Jiang Yuelu said she understood.
"It's all out. Let's talk about it next time."
A white mist rose up and slowly wiped away his body.
The old scroll in the library was sitting with his legs crossed waiting to be fed. Suddenly, he smelled something, raised his upper body, and hummed in confusion, "This is..."
"Old man, do you all smell it?"
A gust of wind blew by.
The sound of bamboo slips hitting the bookshelf slowly rang out in the silent library, from small to large, from weak to strong. The books seemed to have all woken up, and the whole library came alive, sighing in unison.
"It's that..."
“He is awake.”
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