Chapter 88 Chapter 88 He is the one who has changed, and it is he who has changed towards his brother...
The cell door opened.
Qi Ze was tied up tightly. He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look.
As soon as the cold and beautiful immortal stepped into this small temporary cell, the whole room seemed to be illuminated.
Young Master Gu followed closely behind him. Both of them had surprisingly expressionless faces. If you looked more closely, you could see their clenched jaws.
Qi Ze curled the corners of his mouth and laughed wildly with the joy of success.
“Hahahahahaha!”
Qi Ze shouted, "They are all dead! Even if they are not dead, you already know the truth!"
The sharp voice echoed in the small cell, very harsh.
Qi Ze: "I have also signed a contract with the Demon Lord. No one can betray the Demon Lord. No--Hmm!"
The guard received the command from the young master's eyes, picked up a rag from the ground and stuffed it into Qi Ze's mouth.
"It's so noisy." Gu Jingyun said coldly.
Qi Ze glared at Gu Jingyun angrily and struggled hard twice.
Not only did he fail to break free, but he even lost the last bit of strength he had.
At this moment, Song Hua pushed the door open and walked in quickly.
"My Lord, as you instructed, we searched Qi Ze's belongings and indeed found this scroll in his Qiankun bag."
"Is there anyone's signature on it?" Jiang Yan asked.
"No, it's blank." Song Hua said.
"Okay, let me see it." Jiang Yan said.
Song Hua handed over several sheets of parchment rolled into a long tube and whispered:
"In addition, we also found some text written in the Demonic language, which contained many rare characters. Even the person who was most familiar with the Demonic language in the team could not fully translate it."
Jiang Yan nodded: "Put them in order and send them over together."
Song Hua: “Yes.”
Jiang Yan took the parchment scroll and felt a sense of familiarity before he even opened it.
He frowned and fell into deep thought.
Before I could figure out a clue, my shoulders suddenly sank.
Glancing sideways, he saw that it was Gu Jingyun who came closer with his chin resting on his shoulder.
The man's handsome face was so close to her, but she ignored the eyes of others and insisted on sticking closely to him.
The eyesight of a cultivator is very good, but he insisted on staying close to one another, as if he would not be able to see a single word if he didn't do so.
Jiang Yan: “…”
It's so heavy, just pressing down like this.
Considering that a group of subordinates were present, Jiang Yan endured it and did not push the man's head away from his shoulder in public.
Ever since Jiang Yan was outside the door, with unclear thoughts in his mind, he said ambiguous words like "I can't live without you" in a fit of excitement.
Something seemed to have changed between the two of them.
Jiang Yan not only couldn't understand Gu Jingyun's thoughts, he couldn't even distinguish his own thoughts.
——"I can't live without you." The younger brother can also live without his older brother, so why does he think this word is ambiguous?
But when I think about it carefully, Gu Jingyun doesn't seem to have changed. He is the one who has changed. He has impure thoughts towards his brother.
The two of them used to cuddle and hug each other often, and there were times when they were even closer.
There has never been a time when Jiang Yan was as nervous as he was today.
Jiang Yan vaguely found a clue and was about to clear the confusion and see his true self.
As a result, my mood became more complicated and confused.
Gu Jingyun seemed unaware of Jiang Yan's stiff body. He leaned lazily against him and urged, "I don't understand. Yan, can you help me translate it?"
The exhaled breath brushed past my ears.
The ambergris on the man's body slowly wrapped him up.
Jiang Yan's heart was suddenly filled with chaos and confusion.
His mind was almost confused, and he struggled to ask with his remaining rationality: "Brother, can't you understand the magic language?"
Gu Jingyun lowered his eyes calmly.
Under his hidden gaze, the young man's fingertips holding the scroll were shaking slightly, but he quickly stabilized himself and pretended nothing had happened.
The man smiled.
That smile was meaningful, and most of it was relief and joy.
The wood is about to come to his senses. How easy is that?
"Brother?" Jiang Yan asked in a low voice.
"Why don't you call me brother? Are you still angry?" Gu Jingyun did not answer, but half-put his arm around his waist affectionately and asked back.
Jiang Yan said awkwardly and hesitantly: "...Brother."
He added: “I have never been angry.”
His voice was very soft, so low that it seemed as if the air dissipated into the air as soon as it left his lips and teeth.
But Gu Jingyun heard it.
ecstasy!
Little Mutou no longer keeps his distance from him.
Isn’t calling him brother a thousand times better than calling him “brother”?
Aside.
Song Hua and the guard looked at each other and looked up at the sky in tacit understanding.
The two masters have a good relationship and like to be affectionate with each other, and this has not been going on for a day or two.
Just get used to it.
Qi Ze was tied up so tightly that he couldn't look away, and his eyes were filled with grief and anger.
Dog man man!
If you want to try him, do it quickly. If you want to kill him or chop him up, why not just do it quickly?
Who wants to eat your dog food? Why are you showing off your affection here?
Gu Jingyun teased Xiao Mu for a while, then stopped when he saw that he was ahead.
"The magic words on the paper are too strange. I have never seen them before."
Gu Jingyun did not forget to tease, "It turns out that in Ayan's heart, I am omnipotent."
Just with such a simple sentence, Jiang Yan blushed for no apparent reason.
He calmed himself and looked down at the scroll carefully.
You could hear a pin drop in the room. No one made a sound to disturb the Immortal Lord from "decoding" the magic language. Even Gu Jingyun stopped holding her.
In such a quiet atmosphere.
The incessant "mumble" sound in the corner seemed particularly harsh.
Gu Jingyun took two steps forward, half squatted down, and casually pulled the rag out of Qi Ze's mouth.
Qi Ze finally got the freedom to speak.
He snorted coldly and was about to speak when Gu Jingyun stuffed the rag back into his hand.
Qi Ze: “…”
Gu Jingyun: "Still humming?"
Qi Ze: “…………”
Gu Jingyun waited for a few seconds before pulling out the rag again.
The smell of the rag was not pleasant. Qi Ze was used to a life of luxury and could not stand this.
Qi Ze became much more honest, but his tone still contained a hint of arrogance.
"Don't waste your energy, you will never understand!"
Gu Jingyun raised his hand slightly and picked up the rag with two fingers.
Qi Ze reflexively shrank his neck and closed his mouth tightly.
Gu Jingyun laughed contemptuously.
Qi Ze: “…”
Qi Ze said aggrievedly: "You can't understand it anyway."
Gu Jingyun did not comment: "Magic language is not difficult to learn. Even if it is a rare word, you can figure out its general meaning with the information. What makes you say that?"
Qi Ze: "Do you think I will tell you that this is not magic language at all!"
After Qi Ze finished speaking, the whole room was silent for a few seconds, and even Jiang Yan couldn't help but look up at him.
Qi Ze: “…………”
No, he originally only wanted to say the first half of the sentence! It was an inexplicable force that pushed him and forced him to tell the truth!
It's that strange potion's fault!
Gu Jingyun asked calmly: "Oh. What language is it?"
Qi Ze was forced to speak again by the truth potion: "I heard it's the Demon Lord's hometown dialect!"
There was a moment of silence.
ah?
I thought it was some high-sounding mysterious reason, but it turned out to be the dialect.
Jiang Yan looked at the scroll in his hand, on which was written the official common language of the Kingdom of Harlan on the Hill Continent.
The Kingdom of Harlan is the country closest to the Elf Forest and is also where Jiang Yan went to study.
No wonder this parchment feels so familiar.
This is the most common magic contract scroll in the kingdom, which is used specifically to sign various contracts and agreements.
A hundred years have passed, and no matter how carefully it is preserved, the contract scroll has become old and worn.
If not for this, Jiang Yan would have recognized it faster.
What local dialect.
This evil cultivator made a mistake.
Demonic language is the local language of the demons.
The scroll was written in Hillel script, the common language of the Hillel people, which was used not only in Harran but throughout the entire continent.
Seeing that no one was talking, Qi Ze said smugly, "Is there nothing you can do?"
Jiang Yan retorted: "You are mistaken. Demonic language is the dialect. This is Hill language, the official common language of the Kingdom of Harlan."
Qi Ze took a few seconds to react.
He had a look of shattered faith: "Impossible! How could you possibly understand this? And do you have any evidence?!"
Jiang Yan frowned, with a puzzled look on his face: "Even if we don't understand, don't we still have you? If we ask you to translate, can you refuse? What does it matter if there is evidence or not?"
Song Hua and the guard nodded repeatedly:
"That's right."
“I don’t know what you are so proud of.”
Qi Ze's face froze.
Jiang Yan said: "Brother, he doesn't look very smart."
Qi Ze has a thousand swear words he wants to say.
"I--!!"
Gu Jingyun raised his hand and stuffed the rag back into Qi Ze's mouth, and responded to Jiang Yan: "From the first time I saw him, I knew he had a problem with his brain."
There is no one left in the demon tribe.
Such talents can be promoted to the position of Left Protector.
Qi Ze was furious and helpless.
Gu Jingyun patted the dust off his hands, stood up, turned around and asked, "Ayan?"
Jiang Yan nodded: "I've finished reading it."
"Is there anything urgent?" Gu Jingyun asked.
"I'll just read it through." Jiang Yan said.
Hearing this, Qi Ze opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.
He doesn't believe it.
That's a very difficult language to learn, just as difficult as ghost painting! If he wasn't the most loyal follower of the Demon Lord, he wouldn't be qualified to learn from the Great Elder!
However, even the Great Elder could only speak the magic language and could not speak fluent Hill language...
Qi Ze paused and slapped himself in his heart.
What Hill language!
You just believe what they say! Where did the Kingdom of Harlan come from? There is no such thing in this world.
Qi Ze suddenly remembered something and became even more shocked.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Yan gradually changed, his expression filled with surprise and doubt.
Jiang Yan was slowly reading out the words on the scroll:
"According to the First Constitution of the Kingdom of Harlan, Parties A and B, based on the principle of equality and voluntariness, have signed this labor magic contract through consultation..."
Gu Jingyun: “.”
Where does equality and voluntariness come from?
The person who signed the contract didn't even know the terms.
Jiang Yan read:
"Party A does not have to bear any responsibilities or obligations. Party A's rights are as follows..."
"Party B has no rights and its obligations are as follows..."
After reading a lot, I can sum it up in five words - "black-hearted capitalist".
Song Hua and the big guard were both silent.
I'm afraid it wasn't because they were chasing Qi Ze that Qi Ze didn't have time to read it again to Zhan Zicheng and others.
But Qi Ze didn't even dare to recite it!
Who wouldn’t want to run away after listening to this long passage?
Song Hua turned around and asked Qi Ze: "Are you going to sign this too?"
"Ngh, nngh! Ngh!"
Qi Ze was struggling frantically, trying to spit out the rag in his mouth.
Song Hua pulled off the rag.
Qi Ze was dizzy from the intense movement. He finally caught his breath and said, "Sign, huh... Of course I have to sign. Why not? I am loyal to the Demon Lord!"
Qi Ze stared at Jiang Yan and spoke the last sentence word by word.
Jiang Yan was a little confused.
I'm loyal if I want to be loyal, why are you looking at me?
I'm not the Demon Lord.
Gu Jingyun asked: "Will this unequal contract be valid even if it is signed? What if it is torn up?"
Just like Zhan Zicheng’s deed was soaked in water and disappeared.
Jiang Yan: "Magic contracts are only effective when signed with real names, but I can find a way to find a loophole."
Jiang Yan explained:
A magic contract is a contract between souls, and the terms are engraved in the soul. As long as the soul exists, the agreement can never be violated. Unless the soul is scattered and the soul dies, it cannot be changed.
After the agreement is made, the paper is not important.
Because it was too domineering, all the major kingdoms were worried that there would be slave contracts that would secretly cheat people, so they all left back doors.
The alchemist drew the magic diagram on parchment and set the rules when making the contract paper:
It must be read through in a language that both parties can understand, and the words must be used carefully without playing word games. After reading through, ask each other "whether you understand and are willing", and after both parties agree, sign your real name, and it will be a complete magic contract.
As long as the process is not correct and you want to cancel it, potion shops basically sell potions to cancel the contract. Take it home and add water, immerse yourself from head to toe, even the hair, in the potion.
It can be considered a special "baptism" that washes away the soul's contract.
Although it cannot be completely eliminated, at least it can reduce most of the secret deceptions.
If you are cheated, you can find a third party to get rid of the other party...The person is gone, so why bother about the contract?
But since they can't find the Demon Lord now, taking a bath with potion is the most convenient.
Jiang Yan concluded: "So, I'll just go make a potion."
Song Hua asked, "What herbs do you need? I'll prepare them right away."
Jiang Yan waved his hand: "No, I have them all."
Qi Ze said coldly: "Do you even have the Demon Clan's most precious treasure, the Soul Chasing Grass?"
"Huh?" Jiang Yan wondered, "How did you know to use the Soul Chasing Grass?"
Qi Ze's pupils trembled!
He knows nothing. He just said it casually, just to test it.
I didn’t expect Jiang Yan really had it!
"This is a very overbearing contract. In the Immortal King's hometown, if you want to sign it, you will definitely be very cautious." Song Hua sighed.
Jiang Yan agreed: "Yes, some mages can curse with their real names."
Jiang Yan said: "So we take our real names very seriously and will never tell them to strangers easily. It concerns our souls, so we must be careful."
This was just a casual remark, but the expressions of the two people changed slightly.
Qi Ze huddled in the corner, his eyes moving around with a serious expression.
I don’t know what he is thinking or what he is planning.
The other person is Gu Jingyun.
Gu Jingyun recalled an incident in the past——
When he first met Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan took the initiative to ask him: [Name, identity, ability, which one do you choose? ]
After exchanging names, he emphasized: [Jiang Yan is my real name.]
Gu Jingyun felt relieved.
It turned out that at that time, Jiang Yan gave him his most precious trust.
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