Chapter 71: Too Far From the Sun Zhong Liu had no expression on his face, wanting to...
Zhong Liu had a blank expression on his face and wanted to slap himself.
Makes you think more.
It was the first time she discovered that she had such a talent for bad luck, so she wondered what might happen, and sure enough, something happened.
Because of this incident, the mine workers had already been sent home on holiday. Otherwise, if they kept falling asleep, even if they dared to work, the mine officials would not dare to let them do so.
It has nothing to do with merit. If someone falls into a deep sleep and never wakes up, that would be a truly fatal thing.
So until today, even Canchang himself didn't know that the mine had become like this.
Zhang Xiangwen ran away, cursing, "You idiot! You hired someone to look after the mine, but you didn't say you were looking for rats!"
Can Chang ran faster than him. This fellow used all kinds of talismans and magic weapons, and he spent money lavishly to the extent that the two sword cultivators were jealous.
He yelled back, "I don't know! If I had known it would turn out like this, I would have started a rat extermination campaign!"
Rat extermination.
God knows, when Can Chang led the three unsuspecting people deep into the mine to observe the place where the worker had fainted before, he turned around and suddenly saw large areas of red light.
...What red light source? If you look closely, they are all eyeballs!
The four people fled in a panic, and were so frightened by the pursuit of rats that they had no idea where to go. Can Chang no longer knew where to go.
After all, they don't have the choice of which road to take. These rats may jump out of certain mine tunnels at any time, so they can only choose the one they can walk on.
Unfortunately, the jade talisman for transmitting sound cannot be used and the message cannot be sent out.
Can Chang half dragged and half pulled Zhong Liu to run together, after all, he was the one who brought the person in.
He had previously thought that the biggest danger was the possibility of suddenly fainting, which was no big deal.
Zhong Liu followed obediently.
The monk's strength was astonishing, and his running looked like light kung fu. In fact, Zhong Liu basically just floated past without even moving his legs, and it didn't take much effort.
She glanced back furtively.
I just happened to see the monk with the strange sword holding the sword in his hand, walking without stopping, and swinging the sword with his hand.
Considering Zhong Liu's almost superb swordsmanship level - the level seen in fantasy dramas - this sword move was not particularly impressive.
There are neither whirlwind special effects nor thrilling slow-motion replays.
An ordinary sword.
A gentle breeze blows by, bringing peace and tranquility to the mind.
But there shouldn't be a breeze in the mine.
A large group of rats suddenly fell down.
Like weeds lying flat on the ground in the breeze, or like clouds and smoke, they were scattered by the wind.
Because of the extremely fast speed, not even the sticky blood was splashed. It was a clean sword without a trace of fireworks.
For the first time in his life, Zhong Liu faced the shock brought by sword cultivation.
——Coach, I want to learn this!
I don't know what this move is called, Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng?
If Jin Aqing could answer her, he would definitely tell her that this was the second basic sword move of the Qingyun Sect.
But the little junior sister who was born with a sword heart would never realize that apart from her, there is hardly anyone else in the entire world of cultivation who can use basic sword moves to such a superb level.
After all, few people have such talent, but they can only study basic sword moves. Wouldn't it be more effective to use the same amount of time on more sophisticated sword moves?
But it doesn't matter.
Even the sword moves that amazed the time traveler could only temporarily drive back the rats.
More mice came up from behind to fill the vacancies left by their kind.
Jin Aqing frowned: "They ate the dead rat's body."
Cannibalism is not common among rats.
These are certainly not ordinary rats. If they were ordinary rats, how could they have caused three disciples from famous and upright sects to flee everywhere?
Huge numbers, hard skin, and almost no weaknesses.
Even if one move can kill a large number of rats, there will only be more rats following behind. If you stop for a short time, you will be more likely to be caught up.
This was not the first time Jin Aqing had swung her sword. She was sure that there was something strange about this group of rats.
...It doesn't look like any recorded species of mouse. It is between an ordinary mouse and an eared mouse. The eared mouse has not appeared for many years and is confirmed to be an endangered species of rat demon.
They obviously cannot be ear mice, which are like mice, with rabbit heads, and can fly with their tails.*
Even if it is a hybrid species, it is impossible for it to settle in the mine.
Moreover, this endless flow of movements reminded Jin Aqing of a familiar scene.
...wasn't it the same in yesterday's secret realm? It was close to the legendary monsters, yet there was always something quite ordinary about it.
Indistinguishable hybrids, a fearless spirit, and this seemingly endless source.
The nameless sword in his hand began to heat up.
——Go there.
——Go find it out.
Another... thing that looks like fireflies?
Jin Aqing was confused and could only hold him back. She shouted, "We can't keep running like this. We won't be able to find the way up, and we'll be caught up sooner or later!"
Listening to the squeaking of rats echoing throughout the mine, Canchang felt a sense of collapse: "Ah Qing - I understand the truth! But stopping is a dead end!"
If he didn't keep running like this, fighting the rats would only waste his spiritual energy and eventually be eaten.
Unless we find the source of the rat swarm and find out what is causing it.
Jin Aqing consumed some of his spiritual energy, shortened his steps to an inch, and took two steps to the front.
"If you believe what I say, then follow me."
Zhang Xiangwen followed without hesitation, and patted Can Chang: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle."
Can Chang didn't hesitate and followed immediately.
After running aimlessly for so long, he even forgot his route. Jin Aqing seemed to be the most reliable one in the group. She must have her own way.
As for Zhong Liu, she was the one with the most idleness. She didn't have to run by herself, and she was not expected to fight, so she had the leisure to look around.
The worst that can happen is death. Anyway, I've died once, so I'll just think of these two days as a dream. I slept well in the dream, my colleagues were harmonious and loving, and my leader was quite humane.
The noodles are delicious too.
These rats are really murderous, Zhong Liu sighed.
It's not like she hadn't seen mice at home in her previous life. Since she lived in the south, it was inevitable that she had to catch mice.
But that kind of rat is at most not afraid of people, and is far from being to the point of chasing and killing people.
Zhong Liu thought, maybe this is the cruel world of cultivation.
Even mice were forced to evolve. Their bodies were almost as tall as human knees, and their ears were long and big, gray-black in color, which looked creepy.
...?
Zhong Liu blinked slowly.
Did something shiny just flash by?
The speed was too fast. Zhong Liu couldn't be sure if it was just dazzlement. Moreover, if there was really something abnormal, the three cultivators would definitely find it faster than her.
Jin Aqing has a clear goal, unlike Chan Chang who runs around aimlessly. She chooses every mine carefully.
No one knew where she was going.
Only the nameless sword in her hand responded to her thoughts.
At the end of the intricate mine.
“Tick, tick…”
There was a sound similar to that of water drops falling to the ground.
In the dark and windless place, a star suddenly lit up, and its afterglow fell on the ground.
The rats living in the mine crawled on the ground, but they were so quiet that they didn't make even the slightest sound.
The mice's instinctive rustling sounds were suppressed, and they were as quiet as a group of dead animals.
The stars are trailing on the ground.
Ordinary rats that have lived in the dark for years are changing.
Their ears grow larger and longer, and their long, thin tails begin to swell.
All mice that come into contact with this starlight are evolving.
...like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.
They began to develop intelligence and their appearance changed, step by step, they became infinitely closer to the legendary ear mice.
But it stopped at a certain point, and then in a brief pause, the half-eared mouse closest to the starlight stepped out of the mine.
They joined the ranks of the rat pack and faithfully carried out orders from the unknown.
Kill her!
There were waves of rats, so many that they definitely didn't belong in this mine.
The bodies of the dead rats were eaten by their own kind, and the rat population continued to decline, but the number of rats did not decrease.
There was a thin mist.
To humans, most mice probably look the same.
Even if Jin Aqing himself were here, he would not be able to tell how many of the rats running out of the fog had heads exactly the same as those who had just died from the sword.
*
In a certain future.
The dim mine was littered with dead rats.
Bloody, sticky, and red almost like thick ink.
The mouse's tiny gnawing sound was heard, and it was cut off by a sword.
Someone wearing a cloak walked into the mine, and the sound of slight footsteps echoed in the mine.
“Tick, tick…”
The visitor had heard the familiar sound of water drops falling to the ground, but seemed not to have heard it at all and did not want to care at all.
The man stared at the corpses on the ground, his eyes moving inch by inch, and instinctively, he took two quick steps forward.
Where rats gather and gnaw.
The man bent down and picked up a piece of finger bone as smooth as jade from the dirty fur and blood on the ground.
The sound of water dripping onto the ground continued, but the man didn't want to listen to it anymore.
...I'm late again.
...It's like this again.
The sun slanted across the mine entrance, and the warmth climbed up along the edges of the cloak.
The photo will produce a face that Jin Aqing would never expect.
——It’s Zhong Liu.
Her expression was much calmer, and she clenched her five fingers together, holding the phalanges in her palm.
Zhong Liu closed his eyes.
Wait for me, wait for me... Junior Sister.
The sound of dripping water suddenly disappeared.
Or maybe it wasn't that the sound disappeared, but that the world had stopped in dead silence.
Then, the world that lost time turned back to the past.
Migrating birds fly back to the frigid north; waterfalls fall from cliffs and swim upstream; autumn's yellow leaves turn emerald green again; smoke falls back into the chimneys.
Day turns to night, and then turns again.
*
Just watching Li An continue to knead the grayish-white clay.
The black cat felt uneasy just looking at the color, but it didn't need to earn extra money to maintain its energy now - the five-nut mooncakes it secretly ate were enough to sustain it for a long time, and there was nothing else it needed to do.
And it always felt that no one - no cat - was watching Li An, and sooner or later he would leave without saying goodbye one day, shake off the useless cat, and go back to where he should go.
After all, the recovery speed of the divine nature is too fast, so fast that it is useless to it as a demigod.
It doesn't matter if you throw away useless relatives.
...But even if it's a useless cat, it's still your cat, you can't just abandon it like this.
The black cat moved its ears. No one knew what was going on in its mind.
The vertical pupil fell back onto the clay.
This time, the demigod finally recognized that it was a human hand bone.
The knuckles were bent, and the pale fingertips pointed straight up, towards the sun.
The gray bones, with their sharp coldness, began to pile up firmly and fearlessly, building a staircase on the corpses of the past.
up.
And then up.
But it is still very far away from the sun.
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