Chapter 239 Emperor x Cultist 60
On the fourth day after the war, Qianzhou finally recovered.
He looked at Honglian's worried eyes and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"
Why are you looking at him like that?
"I just... was unconscious for a little longer?"
He raised his hand to wipe the dried fish residue from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly stopped.
wrong.
"Nine-tailed Fox, did you use my body to steal the dried fish?"
After asking, Qianzhou finally realized how Kyuubi could do such a thing.
Moreover, Qianzhou inexplicably felt that things like dried fish were associated with You Yinte, but he clearly had no related memories.
......Why.
Kyuubi's voice was even as he commented, "It seems you haven't fully recovered yet."
"What do you mean? Recover what?" Qian Zhou asked.
Kyuubi said, "IQ."
"..." Qian Zhou really felt that there was nothing wrong with his IQ, just like a person wouldn't feel that he was drunk.
[Qianzhou: 052, what's going on?]
[System 052: Wuuwuwuwuwuwu...]
【Qianzhou: Huh?】
[System 052: Don't ask, you hurt me, woooooo]
Qian Zhou was confused. He crawled to the bed and pushed Hong Lian's face. "What happened in the past few days?"
Honglian summarized what had happened in the past few days in his mind. To put it simply, it was.
Stealing cats, robbing cats.
That’s all.
"Nothing happened." Honglian said.
Qian Zhou scratched his head, "Is this true?"
Compared to doing stupid things like biting other people's hands and being cheated by dried fish, it's better for Qianzhou not to know.
Honglian closed her eyes, "Really."
Qianzhou stared at him quietly, and whenever he stared at someone, Honglian thought he was stupid again.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Qianzhou feels that everyone looks at him strangely.
After Qianzhou finished a whole bowl of milk rice, Jiuwei's indifferent voice sounded in his mind again.
"Do me a favor."
Although he hadn't fully recovered yet, Kyuubi couldn't wait any longer.
Qianzhou pushed the milk rice away, and only after eating it did he begin to reflect on why he ate such a dark dish.
"Chishuu." Kyuubi called him.
"Hmm?" Qian Zhou finally paid attention to him. "What are you doing?"
Kyuubi didn't say anything until that night, when Chizuki stood in the darkness.
At the end of the tall stairs, there are rows of tombs inlaid with huge stones, surrounded by strict magic circles and guarded very strictly.
Qian Zhou looked at the magnificent mausoleum in front of him and fell silent.
"...You want me to dig your grave?"
"Um."
Kyuubi pointed upwards, "At the very top, that one."
Qian Zhou saw the largest, tallest, and most luxurious... tomb, then looked at the dark shadows of the trees around him and hugged himself.
He paced back and forth and asked nervously, "But is your body really incorruptible?"
"Won't."
"And... why do we have to come at night? I'm so scared. This kind of place is most likely to have ghosts appearing suddenly." Qian Zhou glanced around and slowly backed away.
The fear of the sudden-face ghost is greater than anything else.
There's absolutely no intelligence to think that there are no face-snatching ghosts in this place.
Kyuubi told him to go, and Qianzhou retreated without hesitation.
"I think we should come during the day, or call the upstream inter... that way we don't have to dig."
"no."
"That's not called Youint. I'll do it myself, but it's better to do it during the day... Although I have done many things, I really have never dug a grave!"
"Walk."
The patrolmen holding torches in the distance saw Qian Zhou spinning in place, and they became anxious and indifferent at times.
Then he staggered up like a disabled person, his limbs extremely uncoordinated.
The rookie patrolman was shocked and almost scared out of his wits when he found that the man was digging with an ice shovel.
"Stop! How dare you dig up the royal tombs!"
Kyuubi ignored him.
Qian Zhou turned around and explained, "He dug his own."
The patrolman broke out in a cold sweat. "He, he, he?"
"Is there...is there a third person here?"
Qianzhou nodded as he dug, "Yes."
"Ah!!!" The patrolman screamed and turned to run, sending a chill down Qianzhou's spine.
The next day, Honglian called You Yinte over seriously and closed the door.
The room was very quiet; only the sound of breathing could be heard, and the melting snow dripped outside the window.
You Yinte looked puzzled, "What happened?"
Why is the atmosphere so heavy?
"Kyuubi's grave has been dug up," Honglian said.
"What?!" You Yinte smashed the table with one palm.
The broken stone table fell to the ground with a loud noise.
Honglian calmly protected Qianzhou behind him and whispered:
"Calm down."
You Yinte pressed his temples with his fingers and rubbed his headache.
If it were in the past, he would definitely let this person experience what it means to live a life worse than death.
But now...
"Who did it?" You Yinte asked.
Chifune took a step forward, "Kyuubi dug it himself."
You Yinte held his forehead, "...Oh."
Qian Zhou clenched Hong Lian's hand again, straightened his back, and said confidently:
"He has a surprise for you."
What a big surprise.
At this moment, You Yinte seemed to sense something, suddenly closed his mouth, and slowly turned his head to look towards the door.
The familiar breath was getting closer and closer. You Yinte opened his mouth, "Qian Zhou is not behind you..."
He stood up, his fingers trembling slightly, and his originally calm heart was instantly broken.
How could You Yinte be so smart and not think of this?
But he and Kyuubi had been separated for too long, and he never thought about the best possible outcome.
Because I dare not think about it, I am afraid that there will be nothing left in the end.
The door was pushed open, and a tall, familiar figure walked in slowly, with cold eyes and a temperament that always kept strangers away.
But the look in his eyes was exceptionally gentle.
You Yinte said in a trembling voice: "It's really you..."
He took two steps at a time, walking faster and faster, and threw himself into his arms.
He hugged himself tightly with his arms, afraid that this was an illusion, and called out Kyuubi's name over and over again.
Kyuubi patted his back.
"I am here."
Qianzhou looked at the two of them and whispered in Honglian's ear:
"Kyuubi told me that he used a forbidden technique. If we only took the Holy Fire Core, we wouldn't have to pay such a high price. This wisp of his soul will probably accompany him until the end of his life."
Honglian slowly closed her eyes, "Then this price shouldn't be paid by you."
"Oh!" Qianzhou sighed.
"I think it's good enough. No matter how powerful you are, you're still a human being. When the time comes, you'll be buried in the ground. Why should I live that long?"
"And if Youinte hadn't asked me to get the Holy Fire Core, would you have died with the Snow Demon and left me alone?"
Qian Zhou held up three fingers and said, "I promise, I will be crazier than You Yinte."
He tilted his head and hummed:
"Don't even think about it."
Youinte and Jiuwei still had a lot to say, but they disappeared long ago.
Honglian hugged Qianzhou's waist, her eyes deep, and she pulled the curtain in broad daylight.
Close the door and lock it.
Qian Zhou suddenly felt something was wrong. He hugged his shoulders and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Honglian's voice was low, filled with long-suppressed desire, "I want it."
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