The Song of the Mermaid: Shura Field 07 (Catching Bugs)
Inside the stone house.
As soon as he appeared here, Ning Ren couldn't help but breathe lighter.
The slight chill he brought in from outside disappeared silently in the silence and warmth.
The little cub had re-entered this place, his appearance completely changed. He was now even shorter than when he first arrived in the chaotic city.
So from his perspective, everything around him, including the table, bookshelf, clothes hanger... the height has not changed.
He also saw a small wooden ladder and a slide next to the bed where he used to sleep, which made it convenient for him to climb up and down.
Ning Ren blinked his eyes under the blindfold.
The crooked arrangement of things on the desk remained unchanged. Even though someone came in to clean it every now and then, they still deliberately kept it the same.
Ning Ren went to the desk and saw a small notebook on it.
Flipping it open, it was filled with bits and pieces of his daily life from childhood. Especially during the time when the rift in the sky had appeared, he'd complained about why his father didn't visit him more often... Those childish, childish words easily awoke memories of that time.
Many nights, the young boy sat outside the stone house and looked up at the sky, hoping that his father would come down from the sky, hold him in his arms and fly under the starry sky to look at the twinkling stars.
Ning Ren let out a light breath, put down the small notebook, and walked step by step to the bed where Asulin was sleeping.
He moved the small ladder at the foot of the bed to the head of the bed, held on to the sides, and stepped up.
The young chief lay on his side on the bed with his eyelashes closed, holding in his arms a doll made of his cub's old clothes.
The moonlight fell quietly, along with the halo of the night pearl, illuminating the scene peacefully.
A Sulin's face was very pale. He was mentally and physically hurt after the backlash of a serious injury. His body had fallen into a dormant state. The veins on the back of his hand, which was hugging the doll, were an unhealthy bluish-white color.
The blindfolded cub, who was lying on the edge of the bed on a small ladder, slowly stretched out his hand, paused his fingers in the air, and then placed them on the back of the young leader's hand.
"dad."
Soft warmth and a cool touch.
The flying dust seemed to slow down, and Asulin did not react at all.
Ning Ren slowly transferred his mental power into Asulin's body, and the subtle mental power carefully explored Asulin's physical condition.
In five years, the hidden injuries in his body had almost healed, but there was no sign of him waking up.
Recalling the day he left, Asulin held his dying child in his arms and stopped in front of the wooden pillar where they prayed to God. He also said that he did not make any wish to God.
But the prayer spoken in the heart made him hear it in another way.
Ning Ren thought.
He left and came back all the way, and every step of his growth, even when facing the choice of fate, seemed to have the shadow of a person behind him.
From an ignorant child, he learned to be gentle, to wait, to understand, to say goodbye, and to face death calmly... All of this started on the first day he met Asulin.
He came here to personally confirm whether his father was safe.
Otherwise he would be worried.
Before absorbing the blood of God, Tiandao told him that the final path to becoming a god would also involve the risk of death. If the consequence of recognizing him was to once again witness his death, then such recognition would be tantamount to pushing those who loved him and had gradually emerged from their pain back into the abyss.
So before coming here, he had thought it through and eliminated any possibility of exposing his identity.
fine.
His new body looked different from before. His facial features were so immature that nothing could be seen. If one had to say who he resembled, it was only somewhat similar to his face in ancient times.
So even if he showed his face, the people in the City of Chaos would not feel familiar with him, and his mother, who didn't know where she was at the moment, probably wouldn't recognize him either.
Even Lan Huadis's brothers and sisters wouldn't do that.
His current identity is just the king of the mermaids in the Western Regions.
Fortunately, this time the body did not contain any blood relatives to whom he was related, otherwise he would be burdened with a family love that he did not know when he could repay.
He also had to go check out the sacrificial light pillar, but the situation was unclear right now, and the Heavenly Dao hadn't given him any guidance. What if he went and exposed something...
Ning Ren imagined the horrific scene of his identity being completely exposed and being surrounded by clansmen from the Northern, Eastern, and Western Regions, and then he shuddered slightly.
If, if he can survive, we can slowly plan to meet each other.
He couldn't bear that kind of terrifying scene.
No.
Ning Ren pinched his face with his other hand, trying to make the scene in his mind disappear quickly. He was determined not to let it end up like that.
Besides, Dad is still sleeping and I don’t even know when he will wake up.
Ning Ren confirmed that his father was in good health. After his worries disappeared, the gene of fatherly love and filial piety deeply buried in his blood awakened, and he began to pray secretly.
I hope Dad’s sleep can last a little longer. When this matter is over and the crack in the sky disappears completely, he will be ready to recognize me.
He withdrew the spiritual power in his body and prepared to leave.
The short hand that was pressing against the back of Asulin's hand also moved away, and the next second, Ning Ren's hand was tightly held.
The hands holding the cub's fingers were pale and slender, with distinct joints. They were extremely strong, but he subconsciously held back and didn't hurt him.
A faint blood-red light appeared on Asulin's chest. The dissipated blood source knot actually re-condensed at this moment, and a faint blood line quickly flew out. The blood line hesitated and slowly wrapped around Ning Ren's wrist, and then traveled towards his heart.
“——”
In an instant, the cub, who was standing on one foot on the small ladder and preparing to run away, stopped breathing.
Ning Ren froze for a moment before he dared to lower his head. He thought he would meet a pair of eyes staring at him indifferently, but unexpectedly, Asulin was still not awake. He just seemed to be aware of the situation around him, so he grabbed him with his backhand.
My heart fell back and then started beating rapidly.
Ning Ren held his breath tightly.
For some reason, he felt like a child who was caught stealing by his parents.
With his other hand, he pried open Asulin's fingers one by one, and after using some mental strength and spending a long time, he finally freed his hand from the "cage".
Then he pursed his lips tightly and frantically flapped the blood knot with his two short hands.
hateful!
Isn't this something that can only be established by direct blood relatives? How can he awaken the bloodline knot even after changing his body?!
Could it be that after spending so much time with his dad, this thing reappeared?! This is outrageous!
Asulin's brows slowly furrowed.
The blood knot that lit up on his heart became dimmer and dimmer, and finally dissipated again.
It's okay.
Ning Ren's rapidly beating heart slowly calmed down.
He rubbed his hands. The more he pulled his hands away, the closer Asulin held them. In the end, his hands were squeezed red and he felt a blue circle on his wrists.
He tucked the quilt covering Asulin back in place, but suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Ning Ren suddenly became alert and gathered his mental power. When he turned his head, he met a pair of small eyes like a bird.
The bird with purple-green feathers had a silly look in its eyes and tilted its head towards him.
Guhuo bird.
It’s mom.
Ning Ren: “…”
He stood there in astonishment.
But before he could react, the Guhuo bird flapped its wings and cackled loudly: "Ha! It's a thief! It's a little——!"
“!!!” Ning Ren’s soul flew into the sky.
He pounced on it just like he did when he was a child, grabbed the bird's wings accurately, pinched its squawking mouth in an instant, and left the room immediately with a silver light flashing on his body.
The next second, the door of the stone house was slammed open.
The guards patrolling outside were watching the house with eyes like hawks.
The captain of the guards patrolled several times a day and was naturally very familiar with the layout of the house. He looked at the small ladder that had been moved and the indentation beside the leader's bed and said, "Someone has been in this house. Go inform Lord Jie Ling!"
"Captain of the Guards, that noise in the room just now seemed to be the sound of a Guhuo bird?"
"It does look like you... Go to Lord Simao and see that Guhuo Bird spends most of his time with him."
"yes!"
The captain of the guards quickly checked the house and the leader's condition, and after concluding that there was nothing serious, he felt both annoyed and scared.
He was annoyed at his own suddenness, and worried that if something happened to the leader, their Chaos City would really be plunged into chaos. If that happened, he would be blamed for everything.
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Ning Ren was afraid that the sound of the Guhuo Bird would attract other people, so he moved to a small alley.
There was only a dim light at the top of the alley.
When Ning Ren appeared here, he fell forward to the ground. He subconsciously protected the Guhuo Bird in his hand in front of him, and his shoulder was broken.
"hiss……"
Ning Ren got up quickly, not caring about the pain, and did not dare to relax his fingers that were pinching the Guhuo Bird's beak.
How could he forget?
My mother's soul had been eroded and damaged by birds, causing some problems with her memory and mind. Whether she could still remember the memories of ancient times was another matter, so how could she recognize him?
He said, "Shh."
The Guhuo bird stared at him and moved its claws.
Ning Ren tentatively released the hand that was pinching her mouth and lowered his voice: "Don't make a sound."
Guhuo Bird was incoherent: "I saw it! I saw it! Asulin, chest, blood line, you——" His mouth was pinched again.
"You didn't see it!" Ning Ren said seriously, "That was a dream, you were dreaming."
If this happened to someone else, it would certainly not work, but Ning Ren had spent a long time with the crazy Guhuo Bird when he was a child, and he had always coaxed it this way.
The Guhuo Bird fell into deep thought.
"I'm dreaming again..."
She murmured softly, "It was a dream. In the dream, there was no cub."
The damage to the soul cannot be healed overnight. Although she has moments of clarity, she is still drowsy most of the time.
She pounded her head, feeling very upset.
"I can't remember, my baby's name..."
"I can't remember! I can't remember!! Why can't I remember? Mom didn't mean it..." The Guhuo bird pecked at its own feathers, trying to use the pain to stimulate its memories.
Ning Ren's heart suddenly felt tightened.
For a moment, he was unable to connect his beautiful and elegant mother from ancient times who occasionally had tics with the little bird in front of him.
The cub held the bird tightly in his arms.
The blindfold was soaked with tears.
For him, ten thousand years were just a blink of an eye, but his mother had truly gone through every minute and every second of these ten thousand years, countless nirvanas, countless rebirths and searches.
It seemed as if he would never be able to make up for the ten thousand years of loneliness.
It was obvious that the bond between him and the mother bird was not deep. He was just a passer-by in time, and even in the end he forgot all his memories.
Ning Ren now really wanted to say, "You found me, my name is Yuan, I am your child. It's my fault, don't blame yourself..."
But he didn't say a word.
He remembered that before the sky crack of the chaotic city came, the Guhuo Bird rushed forward with the attitude of dying together.
He would not admit his identity to Asulin's father, nor would he admit it to his mother.
The Guhuo bird gradually calmed down and stopped making noise. She let out a cry, flew out of Ning Ren's arms, and circled above his head, her eyes switching between clarity and dullness.
Then she became deeply confused, and she made herself smaller and smaller, burying her head in Ning Ren's hair.
The bird's claws skillfully and quickly dug out a comfortable nest above the cub's head.
Ning Ren: “…”
His tears stopped, and he stood up with a stern face, trying to pull his mother off his head: "You can't make a nest on top of your head!"
Guhuo Bird: "Ga!"
Ning Ren said: "No!!"
He still had to go back to the merman's temporary base! What was going on with all those birds in his hair?! How was he going to explain this to Lorenzo and Abra?!
“Come down quickly!”
"Gah!"
"You grabbed my hair!!"
“Gah!!”
“…”
Ning Ren compromised, with a frown on his face and the bird on his head, he bent down and picked up the small pearls that fell on the ground one by one, and then slipped back to the mermaid tribe’s residence.
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After receiving the notice, Jie Ling put down all the matters at hand and rushed to Jiushi without delay.
Si Mao was also invited, which even alarmed the leaders of the Beauty Snake Clan and the White Feather Clan guarding the royal city. One of them had already stepped into the virtual realm, and the other had touched the threshold of the virtual realm. Now someone actually entered here under their noses, which was really shocking.
"Tell me more carefully, when did you discover that there was a thief in the chief's room?"
"Just now, you see, there are signs of tampering here."
Si Mao jumped onto the table and licked his paws. "I don't know where that Guhuo Bird has flown off to. I can't control her and I don't dare to." He twitched his nose. "It's a pity I'm not a dog, otherwise I could still smell her."
Jie Ling squatted down and examined it carefully.
He wiped his fingers on the small ladder.
This ladder had undoubtedly been moved. If they were going to harm the leader, why would they move the ladder? Even if a Guhuo Bird broke in, it wouldn't move the small ladder.
This thing was just used by the young master as a stepping stone.
I had no idea for a long time.
Jie Ling wiped his fingers expressionlessly: "Now is the most chaotic time. The news that our leader of the City of Chaos is asleep is no secret. Who knows, there may be those curious races seeking death and must come here to see what is going on." Anger was hidden under a calm appearance.
This stone house is not only where their leader sleeps, but also the unhealable wound of all the members of their Mi tribe.
No matter what mentality the people who visit here have, they are stepping on the minefield of the Mi tribe.
It's simply unforgivable.
Jie Ling whispered, "Go and ask the White Feather Clan leader to come to my office. I want him to help track the aura."
They must find this person.
The Mi people could not swallow this humiliation.
"yes!"
A hoarse voice sounded: "...Tracking what?"
Jie Ling subconsciously said: "It's that Chuang..."
His voice stopped abruptly.
An incredible turn of head.
The man who had been sleeping in the bed for five years slowly raised half of his body, frowned, rubbed his forehead with one hand, and spoke in a hoarse and low voice.
Asulin still felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
He just had a dream.
He dreamed that A Ren was standing beside the bed, holding his hand and smiling at him. After just a short while, he was about to leave. He tried hard to keep her, but failed.
"...Chief, Chief, you're awake!"
Jie Ling was afraid that he was daydreaming, so the calm inspector immediately pinched himself, and then confirmed in the pain that this was really reality.
He quickly reached out and held Asulin's hand to help him sit up and lean against the head of the bed.
Asulin slowly regained consciousness and was stunned when he saw the doll he subconsciously held in his arms. He paused for more than ten seconds before gently smoothing the doll's clothes with his fingers.
No one in the room said a word for a moment.
Jie Ling just felt heartbroken.
Si Mao turned his face away, unable to bear the atmosphere, and walked out.
In order to divert Asulin's attention, Jie Ling took the initiative to recount what had just happened. Asulin didn't notice anything until he heard: "...I don't know why that little ladder was moved under the bed. Could it be that the person who is curious about you is a short race, and must step on the little ladder to see you clearly?"
"But we haven't found the Guhuo bird yet, so we can't confirm what happened. Maybe it was really the Guhuo bird that moved it... We don't know what it wanted to do."
A Sulin's heart suddenly skipped a beat for no apparent reason.
Almost as if driven by some kind of terrifying intuition, he silently clenched the doll's hand, his eyes fixed on the small ladder at the head of the bed, and he didn't move for a long time.
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