Chapter 380: After the war, the white bone lamps chimed, as if they were echoing...
The bone lamp rang quietly, as if responding to the words of its owner.
Ye Lu held the bone lamp and slowly moved forward, his target was the nearest bad luck.
The green light in the bone lamp seemed to have some kind of magic. The bad luck and dead silence that had been constantly corroding the world suddenly lost their initial persistence under the slight flicker of the light. They slowly floated up and revolved around the light.
Ye Lu looked at the bad luck around him with a gentle gaze.
The true talents of the Sons of Mount Tai were finally revealed at this time. They communicated with the dead and desolate world and comforted the grieving creatures. As the beloved sons of Mount Tai, they were born with the ability to communicate with the earth veins and drive part of the earth veins' power.
In Ye Lu's sight, all these bad luck were the painful howls of living beings, fear, pain, and wailing. They were the resentment of the living beings before death, and also their unwillingness. The pain of Mother Earth accelerated their gestation, which made them entangled with the air of death and refused to leave.
These bad lucks are due to the unwillingness of living beings before death, which is why they have the ability to corrode the earth.
This is also the disaster of this world.
One of the fatal disasters.
But these creatures are also innocent. They did not die because of hunting for survival. They just died in this disaster and were entangled by the aura of death. They can't even reincarnate.
"It will all be over when it gets dark."
"Don't be angry, don't panic, don't be anxious."
Ye Lu spoke slowly to the bad luck around him.
His clothes at this time had already changed. It was no longer the simple black robe at the beginning, but more dark in color with black or white dark patterns. The patterns of mythical beasts on the dark patterns were lifelike, with the mythical beasts on the top, all living beings in the middle, and ghosts and monsters at the bottom, in all kinds of different forms, and every pattern seemed to be alive.
Ye Lu just walked away in the bad luck. The bad luck that could corrode everything in this world had no intention of hurting him at all.
He walked in the black fog, and the fog automatically made way for him.
The bad lucks have always been following Ye Lu. They are either flying on the lamps, accompanying Ye Lu, or wandering in the fog. The only thing they have in common is that they are reluctant to leave Ye Lu's surroundings.
Ye Lu's expression didn't change at all, he agreed with the unlucky people's choice.
"Forget it, since you don't want to leave, then come with me to see this new world." Ye Lu looked at every unlucky gaze equally. Even when he was rejected by the unlucky ones, his expression did not change at all. His eyes were gentle and unwavering. When he spoke, his expression was even more like looking at some stubborn and disobedient children.
This world was born because of the Insect King.
There was also a disaster due to the death of the Insect King.
The reason why the bad luck is unwilling to leave is because the air of death has been contaminated by the Insect King's persistence. He has not been truly born. He has been sealed since the beginning of his gestation. Naturally, he has no chance to see with his own eyes the world that gave birth to him.
Ye Lu would not judge the merits and demerits of the Insect King. He was just an unknown son of Mount Tai. He had no right to judge the right and wrong of the world and the gods. Anyway, the Insect King was dead now, and what was left was only the small obsession that the Insect King had not been successfully born.
"!!"
Ye Lu's words were plain and calm.
But it became magical the moment it was spoken.
All the dead silence that had been refusing to leave suddenly moved at this moment. They whizzed past, circled above Ye Lu's head, and floated up and down in the light of the small bone lamp, as if confirming Ye Lu's words. Let's see the world together with him.
The moment the bad luck floated above his head, Ye Lu subconsciously clenched his hands.
The biting cold seeped through the joints between his bones, and Ye Lu's body stiffened slightly.
This? Is it? The coldness coming from the soul. Even Ye Lu, who is the son of God, has no way to completely eliminate the influence of resentment on the soul.
"......Not bad." Ye Lu felt it carefully, and after a moment, he slowly smiled.
Fortunately, he can still bear this coldness.
Ye Lu moved towards the next location step by step. He did not use any strange power. His legs walked on the ground. The bad luck was absorbed by him. Wherever he walked, the dead land disappeared completely, leaving a blank space. Only a weak strange power was hidden in the air.
........
The ghost scholar who had been following behind Lu Ge did not say a word. He looked at the figure moving slowly in the black fog. Compared to the dead silent black fog that almost enveloped the entire world, this small figure was really too small, like a lonely boat facing the rough sea, surrounded by monsters ready to move.
Those bad luck are just the beginning.
Carrying the grievances of the world and soothing the sorrow of the entire world.
The emotions in the ghost scholar's eyes were extremely complicated. How could this be easy to do?
"Hurry up and let the wood-attributed weirdo use his weird power. Save those weird plants that need to be saved, and don't forget about the weird beasts and weird things. Since you can survive, live well." The ghost scholar said coldly to the person behind him.
"yes?."
A neat voice came from behind the ghost scholar.
Another team of weird warriors came out soon after. They had different attributes, but most of them were earth, water, and wood. After the ghost scholar finished speaking, these weird warriors began to use their abilities in unison. The earth-attributed weird warriors put their hands on the ground, and the soil with lost vitality was turned over deep underground, and the soil deep underground was turned up again. The wood-attributed weird warriors used their weird power to promote the growth of plants, communicate with plants, and heal plants. Many wood-attributed weird plants were not at the level that Village Chief Qingshan could save them casually, but ordinary small treatments were still enough.
In addition to strange plants and semi-strange plants, there are also ordinary plants. The strange power consumed by ordinary plants will only be smaller.
After the wood-attribute tricksters have finished performing their tricks, the water-attribute tricksters will appear.
The dual attributes of water and wood have always been good helpers in planting strange plants. Many of them are accustomed to cooperating with wood-attributed strange men for many years. As soon as the wood-attributed strange men finish their skills, they will perform their own strange skills familiarly.
The world is brand new. Although it still looks a bit desolate, everyone can feel that there is life brewing.
It is estimated that it will be able to return to its pre-disaster state in a few years, but the monsters and beasts that died in the catastrophe cannot come back. The monster warriors can only provide assistance, but most of them can do nothing.
There are also other tricksters with talents in the five senses. They are the first to lead the charge. Their talents allow them to always be the first to find the seeds before the catastrophe, find them, and pass them on to the tricksters who are responsible for planting at the back.
The ghost scholar looked at the brand new land in silence. A small number of those evil spirits who came out were from He Village, and most of them were from the Forbidden Stone Mountains. After He Village explained why Ye Lu did this, He Si pointed out the difficulty of this journey, and that if one was not careful and was contaminated by the bad luck ahead, he would die. However, these evil spirits still came forward silently.
This is also the reason why the ghost scholar did not completely stop Ye Lu.
This world...is still pretty good.
He Si said softly behind the ghost scholar, "Among them, there are quite a few old tricksters who are willing to come out, but they don't want us Hecun people to take action. They say that since we have Lu Wazi, Hecun should preserve its strength. I refused. There is no need for Hecun kids to hide behind others. What others can do, we Hecun people can do as well."
There is one thing He Si didn't say. The reason why those old weirdos didn't come out is that the fact that the Forbidden Stone Ridges didn't suffer a disaster doesn't mean that there are no injuries. The vitality extracted by the Insect King is for the entire world. As long as the people of the Forbidden Stone Ridges are still in this world, their vitality will be extracted.
The older the trickster is, the more vitality is extracted from him. Aging is essentially a dissipation of vitality. To a certain extent, the young ones can still resist the Insect King's extraction.
In other words, the situation in the Forbidden Stone Ridge has been completely reversed. In the past, the strong ones were the older ghost masters, but now the older the ghost masters are, the more ghost power they have preserved.
This is also one of the reasons why He Si refused.
"I have already notified the caravan of Shizhu Village. I guess you don't know the hiding places of many forces as well as we merchants of Shizhu Village. Ordinary evildoers may be afraid of bad luck, but our lineage can still resist." Zhu Hui's voice sounded after He Si.
The usually smiling caravan leader looked serious for the first time. He put his hands in the sleeves of his robe and spoke calmly without his usual nonchalance.
The ghost scholar and He Si turned to look at him.
Zhu Hui shrugged and showed a smile similar to before. He said: "The people of Shizhu Village are blessed by their ancestors. Although they can't deal with these bad lucks, they can still do it by notifying them." As for what price the people of Shizhu Village would pay, Zhu Hui didn't mention it at all.
That's right.
As a qualified merchant in Shizhu Village, where did Zhu Hui choose to go first after the catastrophe came? Save the world? No, no, no, this group of merchants don't have that talent. They are really just thick-skinned, strong, and eat a lot. It's even difficult for them to awaken their talent for planting. If they don't know how to farm, who would like to run around?
Saving the world is not something a regular Shizhu Village businessman can do.
As the most serious businessman in Shizhu Village, Zhu Hui's first reaction must be to protect his big customers. He hasn't even returned to Shizhu Village and he can go home anytime. If the customers are gone, then they are really gone. Zhu Hui would rather die than go hungry.
With so many strange plants in the mountains, there must be some that need his help, so Zhu Hui brought his caravan here without stopping.
When the great catastrophe began, the Zhuhui Caravan also helped protect the Forbidden Stone Mountains.
It just so happens that the Zhuhui caravan is in the mountains, and what's even more so is that most of the members who can come with Zhuhui have the blood of Shizhu Village.
Zhu Hui was glad for his choice. Fortunately he came, otherwise Chongshan would be at a loss. His grandmother was right. He was a boy born with good luck.
The ghost scholar looked at Zhu Hui thoughtfully.
Zhu Hui seemed to know what the ghost scholar was thinking. He spread his hands and stated his plan very straightforwardly: "I know what I am doing. I will not disturb Lord Chongshan from doing anything. No matter how strong Lord Chongshan is, he is still a human being. Humans need to eat, drink, defecate and rest. You can't ask Lord Chongshan to prepare the chores by himself when he is exorcising the bad luck, right?"
"Of course? Let those guys prepare themselves."
"And what should we do after we get rid of the dead air from the land? This also requires notification."
Zhu Hui did not hide his attitude of standing on Lord Chongshan's side, and said: "We can't help Lord Chongshan, but we still have to do what we should do. We are not helpless."
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