Chapter 105 Talking about Heroes

Theseus felt that even though they had been partners for so many years, he sometimes still felt that his partner was a very magical person.

She had clearly already fallen into trouble and even developed a split personality, but without knowing whether this problem would affect her, she was still enthusiastically joining in on the fun.

Listening to the deafening laughter in the staff dormitory, Theseus sighed helplessly and went to classify the paper reports.

Facts have proven that making fun of others will bring retribution.

Once again, Tarona, who had finally fallen asleep, suddenly woke up with a start. She was covered in cold sweat and with trembling hands she took out a few sheets of paper from the bedside table to wipe the sweat off her face.

The witch subconsciously wanted to cast a healing spell on herself, but as soon as she raised her hand, she put it back.

As I mentioned before, healing magic is her weakness.

No one is perfect.

What's more, healing magic is not applicable to her current situation.

In the previous mission world, when the synchronization rate between [Ghost Rider] and her exceeded 51%, she competed with [Ghost Rider]'s emotional meme for the second time. In order to ensure that it would be effective in a short time, she used the method of damaging the enemy by 1,000 and herself by 1,200, which led to the breeding of sequelae.

——Her consciousness could not calm down.

One of the reasons is that she is too compatible with [Devil Rider].

For officers of Tarona's rank, the defense of their sea of ​​consciousness is no less powerful than their physical defense. It is their second heart and second life, and one of the key targets of protection. It is almost impossible for outsiders to attack their sea of ​​consciousness.

So usually, the reasons for the sea of ​​consciousness problems are mostly internal factors. The common factor is that their emotions are extremely volatile. If they can't calm down, it means that their emotional fluctuations have not been eased.

This is not something that can be cured by healing magic.

Tarona's temper is good or bad. When she is in a good mood, she won't say anything even if the enemy gets in her face; when she is in a bad mood, she will be so angry that she will tear the enemy to pieces even if the enemy is just breathing.

It is different with [Devil Rider]. It is not just that she has a bad temper, but she is on the verge of exploding at any time and anywhere. The endless fire in hell is the proof that she is always in a bad temper.

After the Great Witch came back, she put the activated [Devil Rider] aside. She would not activate this vest card again before this series of tasks was completed. It was too tiring.

Not only did she have to complete the mission, but she also had to devote most of her energy to suppressing the Devil Rider's urge to burn the world.

This would be fine in the Anglo-American world, as there would always be someone to stop her from getting angry, and there would be many people who could fight the [Devil Rider] to a draw, but there are no such conditions in the martial arts world.

After all, the martial arts world does not have the same ability to withstand pressure as the Anglo-American world. The natives of the latter world know better than the natives of the former world how to escape from a fight between gods.

It is also easy to calm the sea of ​​consciousness.

Tarona needs a deep sleep.

Like dead.

For someone at her level, many external means of recovery are not as good as her own adjustments. This is the same as the saying "all medicines are poisonous to some extent".

Besides, the sequelae she suffered were already quite mild.

If her consciousness wasn't strong enough, her split personality might have become a reality.

I want to sleep like hell...

Tarona simply got up, took a shower, changed her clothes and went to the witch gathering.

Her music box needs a new casing. Today is the last night of the witch gathering, and she needs to replace everything she wants to tonight.

When the orange-red light in the sky shone through the clouds, the great witch returned to the dormitory with a full load. Without having time to sort out the spoils, she took out the crystal ball first. At this moment, her inspiration was at its peak, which was perfect for divination and prediction.

The fluffy and sparkling star dust crystals rise and fall freely in the crystal ball, sometimes forming an indistinct city, sometimes gathering into a fluffy cute ball, and sometimes scattering all at once, like a spring rain that moistens everything, making people happy.

Tarona sat upright, holding the crystal ball in both hands, and asked seriously: "Will there be a world-class disaster in the next world?"

While chatting with other witches, she suddenly thought of a good way to have the best of both worlds.

As long as the anomaly in the next world does not cause a world-class disaster, why doesn't she just go to the mission world to sleep?

She just needed an absolutely deep sleep, not a long one. With the help of some potions, the time of this deep sleep could be shortened even further.

This neither interferes with her calming her mind nor with her completing her tasks. She is truly a little genius!

The half-built bridge* took the Star Dust Crystal some time to digest its master's question, and soon it began to change again.

It turned into a fluffy little auspicious cloud, floating from left to right, floating from the middle to the top, and then twisting and turning to float to the bottom.

The star dust crystal is weightless, but when it floated to the bottom and its round body touched the bottom, the watching witch seemed to hear a duangduang sound.

Well, kind of cute.

The crystal ball gave the answer -

no.

That's good, Tarona's eyebrows suddenly curved, she could go directly to the mission world to sleep.

Having solved a problem that was neither too big nor too small, the witch was very happy, and even the pain in her head was relieved a lot. She ignored the slight pain, first sent a message to her partner who was resting about tomorrow's mission, and then hummed a song while sorting out her spoils.

She has already decided which vest card to use.

Hehehe, it will definitely be fun then.

The first person to arrive at the junction the next day was Theseus, who had exchanged experiences with Seth all night. He only waited for a while before his partner came over with two ponytails and humming a song.

"Miss Ta, does your head still hurt?"

Theseus asked concernedly.

They had gone out for a seafood dinner two days ago, and during the meal he saw Tarona rubbing his temples several times, so he immediately put down his chopsticks and asked why.

His partner waved his hands to indicate that he was fine and just needed to take a break.

Having said that, Theseus knew his partner's character very well. Even if it was a fatal injury, she would add a "district" in front of it to describe it.

But judging from her expression, it should be fine and not a big problem.

Theseus breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good morning, partner!"

Talona greeted him cheerfully, reached behind her waist, and took out a golden vest card and handed it to Le Verrier: "Excuse me, Miss Le Verrier."

Levière took the vest card with a smile: "No trouble, no trouble. Officer Ta, you just want to rest for a few days? Do you want to rest for a few more days?"

She was really worried. From the mission video, it seemed that this tower operator was on par with the vest Kada in the later stages. This was not good. Was there really nothing wrong with his mental state?

Tarona thanked her for her concern and said, "It's just a small problem. It won't be a problem."

Let her go to the mission world and take a nap.

Hearing this, Levière stopped talking, quickly activated the vest card in his hand and returned it, watching the man and the system walk side by side into the teleportation array.

After a long while, she sighed and said to herself: "You are worthy of being the tower official."

All the sects voted together, and this person could be ranked in the top five in the ranking of the most reckless players, with his main feature being a speed run without any obstacles.

…

February 2 is a good time of the year in mid-spring, and it is also a good day for the dragon to raise its head. People go up the mountain in groups, carrying small hoes and baskets, and go to dig wild vegetables in groups of three or two. Some families even go to dig together.

The wild vegetables at this time of year have just sprouted and are tender and crisp. Even if you dig them up and don’t eat them yourself, you can still sell them at a good price at the market.

This is a no-cost business, so you have to go early.

The cook in the Golden Wind and Rain Building also got up early and brought back several baskets of groceries with her children. As she was chatting and laughing on her way to the kitchen, she saw several people from the building running over in a hurry, as if they had something important to report to the owner of the building.

The little ones looked at it curiously, then were slapped on the head by the cook and dragged to the kitchen.

Although it was spring, the temperature was still a little low during the day. The other brothers only wore a single piece of clothing at most, but Su Mengzhen was still wearing a snow-white fox fur coat.

This fox fur coat is pure white without any other colors. It was given to him by his fiancée Lei Chun last year. The lining inside is embroidered with floral patterns, which were also embroidered by Lei Chun herself.

Wearing this fox fur coat, Su Mengzhen could not help but think of the owner of the fur coat, and he would often end this moment of longing with a sigh.

Because, the relationship between Jinfengxiyulou and Liufenbantang is becoming more and more tense.

In the court, Cai Jing's actions were more aggressive than last year. He relied on the emperor's favor and openly brought some things that should not be allowed to be seen in the open to the public. He also acted in the name of the emperor and was rampant.

This made Jinfengxiyu Tower very passive. They had almost no power in the court, let alone backing. Even if Zhuge Shenhou was willing to help, Su Mengzhen was unwilling to push the other party into that dilemma.

Therefore, when Cai Jing suddenly made such a move, Su Mengzhen had to temporarily hide the hidden clues that he had painstakingly and time-consumingly set up.

The greatest danger is the unknown danger.

The Golden Wind and Rain Tower has been acting more cautiously and low-key, while the Six and a Half Hall is the complete opposite. In addition, with the strong support of Fu Zongshu, there have been many rumors in the martial arts world recently. The situation of "sixty percent thunder and forty thousand Su" is likely to change drastically in the near future.

Thinking of this, Su Mengzhen couldn't help but sigh again.

It was not for himself, but for the Song Dynasty, which was already in turmoil.

He had tried his best to do everything he could, but...

Why is it so cold on this sunny spring day?

"Owner."

Yang Wuxie suddenly called out from behind.

Su Mengzhen immediately put away the sadness on his face, turned around with a smile and asked: "What's the matter?"

The person who was sent to investigate the recent movements of the Six and a Half Hall has returned.

After paying their respects, the visitors told the police in detail all the information they had gathered, but the most important one was the last one.

Liufenbantang secretly transported something back from outside the Great Wall, and the escort was actually Di Feijing.

With such a master around, the spies had no chance to find out what that thing was. They could only look at it from a distance and were almost discovered by Di Fei.

The visitor felt deeply ashamed and felt that he had betrayed the OP's trust.

Su Mengzhen smiled and comforted him. Di Fei was surprised that such a thorough and capable person would not be able to find out any more information even if he went to investigate personally.

"Brothers have done a good job, there is no need to blame yourself."

Even though they were only looking from a distance, some of the explorers had extremely good eyesight, and the shape of that thing...

"It looks like a coffin."

When he said this, the visitor seemed to have thought of something that he could not understand, let alone deeply comprehend, and a hint of fear unconsciously flashed in his eyes.

The coffin was much larger than an ordinary coffin, enough for three or four people to lie in it, and the color of the coffin was very strange.

At first glance, it was pitch black, but at a second glance, it became a mixture of black and red, outlining an extremely complex pattern on the coffin.

They were so far away that they felt dizzy after watching for too long.

What puzzled them even more was that the people from the Six and a Half Hall always escorted the coffin at noon when the sun was at its brightest. Once the sunlight could no longer reach the ground they were walking on, Di Fei would panic and stop immediately.

Even before daybreak, he urged his subordinates to light a bonfire and surround the coffin with it.

People also spread out far away, as if...

Something deadly was in there that could burst out at any moment and kill all of them.

After saying this, the visitor himself did not even realize that he was gasping for breath in fear.

Su Mengzhen looked at him deeply for a while, and said softly: "You have worked hard, and you must be very tired after rushing back overnight. Go back and take a good bath and have a good sleep. I will treat the brothers to a drink in a few days."

The visitor was in a daze for a few moments, then he nodded belatedly, clasped his fists in salute and was about to leave.

He had never been so abnormal before, and even when he went out, Yang Wuxie was leading him in front.

After a while, Yang Wuxie came back. He looked at Su Mengzhen with more confusion in his eyes: "Owner, is he... possessed by evil spirits?"

In fact, he wanted to say that he was under a magic spell. There are people in the world who can use magic spells. But when it came to his lips, he seemed to have a sudden inspiration and abruptly changed the word to a somewhat absurd one.

Are you possessed?

It is indeed very similar.

Su Mengzhen pondered for a moment, then slowly stood up. He looked at Yang Wuxie, and his tone was so serious that it made one's heart sink: "Wuxie, go and recruit people quickly. I'm afraid we have to go there."

When he heard the size of the coffin just now, his heart shuddered and he denied this point for no reason.

That's not a coffin, but a casket.

There are not many people who can use a coffin of that shape. Whose tomb did Liufenbantang dig outside the Great Wall? The fact that Di Feijing had to escort it personally shows how important it is.

After all, they have been old rivals for many years. Su Mengzhen immediately ruled out the possibility that Lei Shan was the mastermind. The coffin was definitely not found by Lei Shan. Liu Fenbantang was just escorting someone.

Is it Fu Zongshu or Cai Jing?

It should be Cai Jing.

The shape just now was enough to show that the coffin was very strange. Most of the brothers in the building were determined people. How could they be fooled by just one look? There was no master who was good at using illusion in Liufenbantang. If there was, I am afraid he would have used it on him long ago.

What exactly is inside such a coffin? What on earth was Cai Jing going to do?

Su Mengzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked up at the sky with the sun hanging high in the sky. This should have been a time of spring with birds singing and swallows chirping, but...

The storm is coming.