Chapter 242: White Orchid Rain Festival (Twenty-four)
The pure white space broke apart, and as his vision became wider, the gambler's guild leader felt that his curled-up body was able to move freely, but his legs felt a little strange.
Before he had time to take a closer look, he looked up and saw some unfamiliar and confused faces. All of them were good-looking, as if they were all awakened by the dragon's roar just now.
At the same time, he also saw the president of the Corpse Drivers Guild. They both heard the system's prompts. In order to avoid suspicion, they just signaled to each other with their eyes to be patient and did not recognize each other for the time being.
Then the next second, the Gambler's Guild President finally knew why he felt something strange about his legs, because as he moved, he found that he could no longer see his original legs from the waist down. Instead, they had turned into a dragon's tail like a flower, but his tail was not as beautiful and agile as a flower's.
But at the same time, he also figured out that this was what the system called basic disguise. After all, there were quite a few newly awakened dragons around him and the president of the corpse-driving guild, and most of them maintained this appearance.
"Is the Dragon Lord awake?"
After a brief moment of confusion, the surrounding dragons suddenly came to their senses and began to discuss in groups of three or two.
"Has the Dragon Lord woken up?"
A very small dragon repeated the question and was immediately hit on the head.
"Of course the Dragon Lord is awake, otherwise how could we be awakened by the dragon's roar? Only the Dragon Lord can wake us up."
The Gambler's Guild President's understanding of the dragon clan is limited to the copy outline and the situation of Yizhihua. Moreover, the plot outline only introduces the situation of the Dragon God, and does not mention the so-called Dragon Lord, nor does it introduce the existence of the dragon clan.
But these few short sentences still reveal a lot.
That is, the dragon clan has experienced a long sleep for some unknown reason, and now they are finally awakened.
"Change your tails back first, don't let others find out. We are still in Bailan City."
Any ethnic group would be in chaos if it lost its leader and manager. The topic that we had just started with great difficulty had gone off track again.
"Now that the Dragon Lord has awakened, he will definitely continue to fight against humans. What is there to hide?"
"Stop arguing, the Dragon Envoy hasn't spoken yet, what are you arguing about?"
Soon, a scolding voice was heard amid the discussion, causing all the dragons to immediately quiet down.
The Gambler's Guild President also withdrew his gaze from looking at Bai Lan City. This was indeed Bai Lan City, but not the Bai Lan City where the copy world was located. He remembered that they were sucked into the pawn ticket because of the mission. Combined with the system's prompt just now, he was almost certain that this should be the Bai Lan City of the past.
According to the system's prompts, they don't have to do anything essentially. They just have to make sure history develops in the predetermined direction. But to be on the safe side, they still have to confirm which of the many dragons is the owner of the pawn ticket.
The Gambler's Guild President followed the gaze of the other dragons and looked at the dragon in the center of the team, which was referred to as the Dragon Envoy by everyone.
Her tail was faintly golden, unlike the other dragons that glowed blue and green, and looked much more powerful. However, her expression was not like that of the other dragons, with expectation or excitement. Instead, she was looking in a certain direction in the city with a look of worry between her brows, as if she had noticed something wrong.
"Everyone, please be patient. Put away your tails first, disguise yourself as humans, and don't cause any trouble to the Dragon Lord." Compared to the Dragon Envoy's order, the other tribes were more likely to accept the Dragon Lord's reason for not causing trouble. The Dragon Envoy saw that everyone was slowly putting away their tails, and then he continued, "I will meet with the Dragon Lord as soon as possible and convey her intentions to everyone."
The Gambler's Guild President tried to retract his tail. Although it was a fake tail created by the system as a disguise, perhaps for the sake of authenticity, the system linked the tail to the player's body functions. The Gambler's Guild President and the Corpse Driver's Guild President thought about it, and the camouflage tail disappeared. They returned to their human appearance, and it was finally not so awkward.
The Corpse Drivers' leader also took advantage of the other tribes not noticing and moved to the side of the Gamblers' leader, "What's going on now? Why don't we do anything?"
The president of the Corpse Drivers did not forget that after the pawnshop area was upgraded to S level, a special side quest would be forcibly triggered. So even though he heard the system's prompt just now, he still felt that sitting and waiting for death was not a good idea.
The Gambler Guild President had similar ideas. "The system said that if we find the unknown being who used the pawnshop to make a great wish and make sure everything goes according to plan, the unknown being can escape the control of the pawnshop and we will have completed the mission. So now we have two problems."
I don’t know if it’s because the Gambler’s Guild President got a piece of the Faith Map fragment, or because now they are the only two people relying on each other, but in any case, the Corpse Chaser’s Guild President listened very seriously to the Gambler’s Guild President’s wishes.
"First, we need to determine who the unknown being is among so many dragons. Second, we are not real dragons. Once our identities are exposed, this mission will fail."
However, even though they are in the same camp now and facing the same situation, the mentality of the Corpse Chaser's Guild President and the Gambler's Guild President is obviously different.
The Gambler's Guild President didn't know whether it was luck or some other reason, but Yizhihua gave him the fragment of the faith totem but did not ask him to pay the corresponding price. Therefore, this mission was his last chance and he could only succeed and not fail.
But for the Corpse Drivers' Guild President, he was not actually that interested in this mission, but was more interested in the fragments of the faith totem on the Gambler's Guild President. After all, all he would get after completing the mission was information about the dragon scale paper, but he already knew who the real trader was through making a wish, so this clue was not very useful to him. He just had to ensure that he could get out of this side quest safely. Of course, it would be even better if he had the chance to kill the Gambler's Guild President and get the fragments of the faith totem on him.
He pretended to take the Gambler Guild President's words seriously, and glanced at the Dragon Envoy in the center. "The other dragons are all at about the same level as us. The most suspicious one here is the Dragon Envoy. She is very likely the unknown being. We need to confirm it."
The president of the Corpse Chaser probably guessed what the president of the Gambler was thinking.
"Not only that, it's better to follow her. After all, there are too many dragons here, and there is a high possibility that our identities will be exposed."
Unlike the smooth progress on the Gambler's side, Nanhuan was still at a loss.
However, Nan Huan finally found an opportunity and started communicating with the flower behind his neck.
"Why did you react so strongly to that wood carving?"
She tapped the flower's head with her finger. Although she couldn't see its expression, she could feel the flower twisting its body on the surface of her skin, as if it was not yet accustomed to being confined here.
Except for Bei Xi, who was standing behind Nan Huan, taking advantage of the gap between Nan Huan's words, he looked at the flower behind the other's neck with some displeasure, and took Nan Huan's fingers from behind his neck and held them in his own hands.
When the eldest lady reached out to touch their skin, the presidents silently expressed their wishes. President Alice and the president of the worker's association consciously stood at a very safe distance from the eldest lady to ensure that neither of them had the chance to see anything they shouldn't see.
"I don't know," Yizhihua's voice was muffled, "I just suddenly felt a familiar smell and wanted to take a look."
"Besides that? What impression do you have of the baby just now?"
Whether before or after Nan Huan became the new owner of the pawn shop, she had never had a good talk with Yizhihua. Originally, she didn't want to involve Yizhihua, but now the other party couldn't leave her body and yet had such a big reaction to the wood sculpture, she had to try to see if there were any more clues.
Yizhihua shook her head, and when she realized that Nanhuan couldn't see her, she added, "I have no impression. Who is she? Why do those humans want a baby and say she is a monster from the dragon clan?"
Nan Huan was almost laughing at her, "Aren't you also from the Dragon Clan? You should know more about the battle between the Dragon Clan and the Human Clan than we do, right? When they kept saying that you were not from the Dragon Clan, weren't you quite powerful?"
"Ah..." Yizhihua seemed a little hesitant when she said this. After a moment, she explained a little embarrassedly, "My memory is a little incomplete. I can only remember what happened after I became the owner of the pawnshop. And as time goes by, my memory gets worse. Besides, I don't even remember when I became the owner of the pawnshop. What do you expect me to remember?"
She spoke confidently, "Besides, I originally wanted to leave the pawn shop to regain my previous memories, but I haven't even left yet and you've trapped me here. I haven't done anything yet."
Nan Huan was a little surprised when she could bring Yizhihua into the mission. After all, the other party was a dragon and might have experienced the previous war. This was simply a cheating artifact for them.
Now it seems that the system is really pervasive and has blocked every road.
Nanhu didn't argue when she called a horse a zebra. He just took out the wooden sculpture that Old Man Zhang had given him, which was exactly the same as the one the baby was shouting about, and asked Yizhihua to identify it. "Then take a look at this. Does it have the familiar smell you mentioned?"
Bei Xi took the thing from Nan Huan's hand and showed it to Yizhihua.
But the other party shook his head unexpectedly, "No, although the two wood carvings look the same, I only feel familiar with that one."
Well, after asking for a long time, not only did I not get any clues, but I also had some other questions.
Just when they fell into a brief confusion again, the familiar feeling of changing scenes flashed again. While they were stunned, the scene in front of them had changed.
The house of Mrs. Liu has disappeared, and has been replaced by a remote corner of Bailan City close to the city.
This time, Bailan City is much more dilapidated than the last time. Even if one does not have as keen observation skills as Beixi, one can sense that time is constantly passing.
In the remote courtyard, wood of various sizes are piled up everywhere, as well as finished and unfinished products carved into various shapes.
Sitting on a handmade rocking chair was a little girl who looked about four or five years old. Whether it was the enlarged facial features, the familiar enlarged dragon-shaped wooden sculpture in her hand, or the pair of eyes that were a little too dark but always clear, they all revealed the girl's identity.
"Jiusheng, come and eat."
Zhang Da appeared at the door of the house. Seeing Jiusheng in the courtyard, he looked at the dragon-shaped wooden sculpture that was getting bigger and bigger. After pausing for a moment, he sighed, then restrained all his emotions and shouted, "Oh, here he comes."
The girl was very obedient. She didn't let Zhang Da shout anymore. She immediately got up from the rocking chair and went into the house, but she still held the wooden sculpture in her hand.
The only difference was that the dragon-shaped wooden sculpture was different from what Nanhuan and the others saw when Jiusheng was born. It was obviously much bigger.
Zhang Da took good care of Jiusheng. Although he was a grown man, he still tried his best to give Jiusheng a good standard of living. Jiusheng was also very obedient, but...
Zhang Da looked at the dragon-shaped wooden sculpture again and put down the bowl in his hand. "Jiusheng, this thing has grown up again. If other people in the city find it, there will be big trouble. You are still so young, and I am so old. What will you do then?"
Zhang Da was getting older year by year, and he saved Jiusheng just out of a little pity.
Jiusheng did not show any other strange behavior. When Zhang Da discovered it, the dragon-shaped wooden sculpture appeared in Jiusheng's hand intact. She started by babbling, and then she could talk to the wooden sculpture. This did not stop until she could speak, as if it was her only friend.
Zhang Da once tried to ask her why she did this. He didn't expect her to answer, but Jiusheng answered him very seriously, just like the answer he gave now.
"Grandpa, she is not a bad dragon. She can bless the entire Bailan City. As long as you believe in her devoutly with me, you can do it."
Hearing the key point in this sentence, Nan Huan seemed to have thought of something.
This really doesn't sound like the tone and demeanor of a little girl of four or five years old. Even though she calls Zhang Da "grandpa," she always looks at Zhang Da with a loving expression while she speaks, and her tone of voice is just to comfort him and not let him worry.
This was very strange, but Zhang Da was obviously very familiar with it.
It was not known whether he was unwilling to believe Jiusheng's words or he did not dare to believe it, but Zhang Da still sighed, as if he had made some kind of compromise, and touched Jiusheng's head, "Remember this, you can only talk to her in the yard. When you go out, you cannot be seen by others, and you cannot talk to her."
Jiusheng obviously had other opinions to express, but after seeing Zhang Da's wrinkled forehead, he finally nodded.
Only the Dragon God can bless Bailan City. If what the other party said is true, then the wood sculpture in Jiusheng's hand is the real Dragon God.
Nan Huan stared intently in thought, but this was not quite the same as what she had imagined the Dragon God to be like.
But before she could think about it more carefully, the scene in front of her suddenly changed, as if the whole movie was suddenly accelerated by the system, and the next scene suddenly opened in front of her.
Bailan City seemed to have become more dilapidated, and the entire city was covered with a layer of yellow sand. Although it had not yet completely turned into the appearance of a dungeon, some signs of this had already been seen.
The whole city seemed much quieter, and at the same time, it suddenly realized the grandeur of this event in the central government.
Jiusheng had grown into a graceful young lady, but at this moment she was tied up on a high altar.
The entire population of Bailan City stood below, looking with resentment at the girl on the platform and the dragon-shaped wooden sculpture thrown in front of the girl. The wooden sculpture had grown to half the length of an arm.
"Burn her to death, burn her to death..."
The whispers under the altar grew louder and louder, and finally merged into a unified shout.
In the crowd, Zhang Da stood at the front. His face was numb. He no longer had the courage to rush to the front that he had more than ten years ago. Instead, he looked at Jiusheng with resentment.
Surprisingly, even though Jiusheng was tied up, she did not seem panicked. When she looked at the people in the audience, her face was full of compassion, as if she was not the one who was about to be executed.
"Can they be a little more creative?" President Alice couldn't help herself. "I think this is almost certain. Should we do it?"
There were more people gathered this time than when Jiusheng was born, and everyone's eyes were cold.
President Alice knew at a glance that they were serious. Zhang Da would not stand up this time. Now it has been basically confirmed that Jiusheng must be related to the Dragon God. She asked the president and the eldest lady for their opinions.
"Probably not."
Nan Huan took a look at the scene and gave an affirmative answer. It was not that she saw the possibility that someone would become the next savior, but if Jiusheng had such an identity, according to what Old Man Zhang said and the outline of the plot of the copy, the man and the dragon should not get into trouble at this time, and something unexpected would definitely happen.
The fire was lit, but Jiusheng's expression remained indifferent.
But at some point, he became serious.
Nan Huan and Bei Xi both noticed the dragon-shaped wooden sculpture lying on the ground, which moved slightly when the fire started.
Immediately afterwards, Jiusheng's mouth moved, as if he said something, but because the distance was too far, Nanhuan, Alice and the worker did not hear it, so the three of them turned their eyes to the head.
"Just bear with it, I'm fine, don't do anything, not now."
Bei Xi could easily distinguish what the other party said and repeated it to the rest of the people.
Jiusheng tried to control her emotions at first and tried to calm the wood sculpture down, but as the fire grew bigger, she seemed to sense something and tried to break free from the ropes and stop the wood sculpture's movements, but failed.
Just when the flames were about to climb up Jiusheng's body along the altar, the wooden sculpture under her feet seemed to have used up its last bit of strength to rise into the air.
A loud thunder roared like a punishment from heaven. The wooden sculpture disappeared in the light of lightning, and was replaced by a giant dragon that kept switching between red and black, hovering in the air.
After a while, heavy rain fell and extinguished the fire under Jiusheng's feet.
But her expression became very serious. She didn't show any joy of surviving the disaster. She just stared into the air with a frown.
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