Chapter 017 Loud Noise
"Why are you standing here?"
Stopping in front of the flagpole where Fu Xuan was standing, Ji Weihang asked.
Fu Xuan shifted his gaze from the trance-like Ying Feiqiong to Ji Weihang and began to explain from the beginning.
About twenty minutes ago, she reached a mutual assistance agreement with Zhang Lingjiang in the dungeon where the king-level ghost was imprisoned - Zhang Lingjiang would provide the information she wanted to know, and she would help Zhang Lingjiang bring something out.
After just a few words, He Wenying, who had been seen at Wangnu's house before, suddenly appeared and said that He Yi and Wei Hang had reached an agreement, and took Fu Xuan away.
He Wenying's ability seemed to be to travel through darkness. Fu Xuan only felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and in a few seconds she was standing in this square. He Wenying left her here to wait, and then left in a hurry.
After saying that, Fu Xuan remembered something and took out a short reddish-brown incense stick as long as his index finger from his pocket. "This is what Zhang Lingjiang asked me to bring. She said that after I come out, I should light it standing still. I thought I would light it when you come and show it to you, so I have been standing here waiting for you."
"Be careful, very good." Ji Weihang praised, took the incense and sniffed it gently. Her body was special and was not afraid of toxins and drugs.
Not feeling anything special, Ji Weihang handed the short incense back to Fu Xuan, "No problem, light it."
Fu Xuan had no doubts. He rubbed out a small flame and lit a short incense stick. Smoke rose up and the fragrance filled the air.
"What Zhang Lingjiang wants to do should be detrimental to He Yi's plan, right?" Looking at this scene, Yao He tried to hold back, but still couldn't help and said.
Although this was a euphemism, Ji Weihang knew what she meant.
——Ji Weihang promised not to interfere with He Yi's plan. Is this considered a violation of the oath?
Weihang knew that Yaohe was not on Heyi's side, but was purely influenced by custom.
The Xinglan clan believes that oaths are inviolable, supreme, and come from pure sincerity. Violating oaths will lead to depravity and inability to return to the arms of Nuwa.
Not only are they very cautious about making vows and will definitely keep their promises, but they will also give subtle reminders to their true friends out of concern for them - they won't force it, but it may affect their evaluation of the other person.
"I didn't interfere with He Yi's plan." Ji Weihang said, "It was Xiao Xuan who promised Zhang Lingjiang, and it was also she who lit the incense. From beginning to end, it had nothing to do with me."
"...Oh." Yao He nodded slowly.
That makes sense... No way... Never mind, it's not important, she was just reminding him subconsciously.
Even if Weihang really doesn't keep his promise, it doesn't matter to her.
——In her opinion, becoming friends with the other party is a sin in itself.
As the flesh and blood of Wei Hang's bloody enemy, she cannot sever ties with her family, but still wants to maintain her relationship with Wei Hang;
As a member of the Xinglan tribe, she should eradicate all factors that are harmful to the demon tribe. However, she knew that Wei Hang might approach her for revenge, but she still concealed it;
As the only sister her sister trusted, she broke her oath to always be honest and lied that she saw the murder scene but did not know Wei Hang.
To her friends, she is the flesh and blood of her enemies;
To her clan, she was a traitor who collaborated with the enemy;
To her elder sister, she is the younger sister who broke her vow.
As she was, she had no right to care whether others kept their promises or not, she thought with some self-mockery, but the habits ingrained in her bones were difficult to change.
Ying Feiqiong, who was standing aside, looked at Yao He meaningfully, as if thinking about something.
Yao He and Ji Weihang are so familiar with each other that she can even tolerate the other party taking advantage of loopholes in the oath, which means they have known each other for some time.
Their friendship was by no means accidental, nor was it an isolated case. Ji Weihang must have established a new social network in the Three Realms, just like before.
This is terrible.
In the past, when Ji Weihang had no intention of getting his friends to stand on his side, he had already had a profound impact on all parties. The most outstanding young talents of that generation were either hidden or silenced because of what happened back then, and the very few who were still active outside were no longer glorious.
Now, she intends to use her new social network, and she is likely to create a storm in Jijiang Continent soon.
At this time, after lighting the incense and not noticing anything happened, Fu Xuan walked down the flagpole and introduced himself to Yao He.
"Can I call you Axuan?" Yaohe asked.
Fu Xuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect the other party to take the initiative to close the distance. "Of course."
Fu Xuan knew Yao He.
——A young talent of the new generation of the demon clan, the sister of clan leader Jiugao Xinglan, and a close friend of Jiang Qian, the only son of the Demon Emperor.
Rumor has it that the Demon Emperor Jiang Po had repeatedly proposed to make her the princess of the Xinglan tribe【Note 1】, but was rejected by the tribe leader Yao Di.
Such a Yao He took the initiative to get close to her at the Foundation Establishment Stage, probably because of Sister Wei Hang's face.
However... Fu Xuan's gaze quietly shifted between Ji Weihang and Yao He.
Yaohe has only been born for about ten years, so he must be a new friend of Weihang...
Judging from the slightly frozen atmosphere between them just now, their relationship is not just a simple friendship. Given the sister's current appearance, Yao He cannot be unaware of her identity. What does he think?
Is the sister's friendship with Yao He related to the massacre of the family that year?
The extermination of the family was claimed to be caused by demons, and those demons were killed to appease the public anger and avoid a war between the three realms. But she didn't know what was going on.
With her cultivation, identity and status, she is simply not capable of finding out the truth inside.
"You are Xiaoxuan! I remember you!" When Yaohe and Fuxuan were chatting casually, Ying Feiqiong suddenly interrupted and said, "No wonder you look familiar. You look a lot like you did when you were a child."
As he spoke, he lifted his tied wrists and tried to put them on Fu Xuan's shoulders.
Fu Xuan didn't want to look at her any more, let alone be touched by her, so he moved aside and stood on the other side of Wei Hang, using Wei Hang to block her. Then he said to Wei Hang, "By the way, I got some information from Zhang Lingjiang that might be useful."
Ji Weihang had Ying Feiqiong tied up with invisible silk threads to prevent her from moving, then looked at Fu Xuan, motioning her to continue speaking.
Fu Xuan sorted out his words and said:
“Items like the Soul-Destroying Umbrella, the Styx Sword, and the Pomegranate Flower Mirror are all special tools left over from ancient times. They were made by humans a long time ago, but most of them are now in the hands of Yougui.
“On the one hand, it’s because these instruments are in the Dark Realm for some reason. They were originally in Yougui’s hands and came along with the Dark Realm.
"On the one hand, it's because humans can't use these tools at all. Using them requires spiritual power, which the humans here simply can't use... As for how the users in ancient times used them, here is a guess, and I'll talk about it later.
“In addition, the props left behind by visitors from other worlds—items without spiritual or dark power fluctuations but with amazing effects—were in the hands of humans at first, and only a few of them are mysterious, such as the Route 45 bus.
"But as time went by, these props gradually fell into Yougui's hands.
“This is because some humans took the initiative to give props to Yougui in exchange for protection and promises, and among them, He Yi, who had the best reputation, received the most.
“Let’s talk about ancient tools and how they were used by people in ancient times.
"Zhang Lingjiang died a long time ago. In the era when she died, there were always some strange things happening in the world. Corresponding to them was a group of people called knife-wielding people. They could use Taoism and powerful objects to fight against these non-human creatures. These objects are today's ancient tools.
"Zhang Lingjiang said that Dao Qi should be a kind of energy opposite to dark energy, but for some reason it has disappeared now. I think Dao Qi is spiritual power."
After speaking such a long string of words in one breath, Fu Xuan continued without stumbling:
"As for He Yi's purpose, Zhang Lingjiang gave a different explanation from Li Ruyu. She believed that He Yi's purpose was not to separate ghosts and humans, but to devour all ghosts in the pomegranate mirror..."
At this moment, Wei Hang's attention was diverted by Fu Xuan, and Ying Feiqiong seized the opportunity and took sudden action.
I saw a black shadow breaking out of the body and running towards the distance, with invisible silk threads only entangled a soft shell.
"See you later!" Her voice and figure disappeared in the wind.
Ji Weihang did not chase after him. Instead, she grabbed the soft body wrapped in invisible silk threads and drew a talisman and stuck it on it.
Grabbing the connection between the head and body of the shell, two seconds later, the shell disappeared and was replaced by Ying Feiqiong.
Looking at Wei Hang with an expressionless face for a while, Ying Feiqiong, who was grabbed by the neck, squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "...You are really a genius."
Ji Weihang had a cold expression on his face and drew a new talisman and tied it up.
Now is not the time to deal with her.
Just as Ying Feiqiong was thrown to the ground, a loud bang shook all around, and the entire Donghe City in the mirror world seemed to shake.
"Oh, I'm not going to collapse this place with my butt." Ying Feiqiong laughed.
Deep underground, there is a dungeon where king-level people are imprisoned
Even here, the vibrations coming from the ground could be felt.
Li Ruyu looked at "Zhang Lingjiang" who was rolling around in the cage and said, "You are not Zhang Lingjiang."
Zhang Lingjiang was a proud and old-fashioned person who strictly observed etiquette. He would never roll on the ground like this.
And for some reason, the other person's aura suddenly changed at some point in the past, from Zhang Lingjiang's aura to a mixed aura, mixed with Wu Lin's aura and a familiar but unrecognizable aura.
"Zhang Lingjiang" ignored everyone and rolled on the ground, covered in dust. Feeling bored, he put his face on the ground, stuck his butt up and dug the soil, making a humming sound.
Li Ruyu immediately knew who that familiar breath belonged to, and couldn't help but twitching his lips.
She could imagine how furious and angry Zhang Lingjiang would be if he saw this scene.
Chen Anan also stood up from the ground and said, "This is hum hum."
Hengheng is a ghostly pig that often rolls around in the city looking for food. With Chen Anan's protection and the kings being too lazy to kill the pig, Hengheng has been living a safe and stable life.
They all turned their eyes to Wu Lin at the same time.
Li Ruyu said: "You made this puppet, right? Why is it Hengheng?"
"When we entered here, it happened to be near Zhang Lingjiang and me." Wu Lin said lazily, "Also, its aura is more suitable for shielding my aura on the puppet."
Under Wu Lin's control, Hengheng returned to its original form. It fell lazily to the ground, hummed twice, lay motionless, closed its eyes and fell asleep.
"..." Li Ruyu shifted his gaze from the conspicuous pig to Wu Lin, "No wonder Zhang Lingjiang has such a good temper and is willing to cooperate with humans. It turns out that you are controlling her to talk to that human girl."
Wu Lin snorted lazily.
Chen Anan licked the fur on his paws and suddenly stretched his paws into the gap between the iron cages.
Unlike Fu Xuan's dagger before, its claws did not turn into powder, but passed through intact.
"Wow, that's amazing." Wu Lin raised his eyebrows, "Are you saying, 'Hidden Claw'?"
Li Ruyu: "...What a joke. You are a puppet too."
Chen Anan tried hard to dig the soil on the ground with her claws, and could only remain speechless in response to their jokes.
When they were lying down, sleeping, watching a show or working hard, there was suddenly a loud bang, louder and more violent than before, and there was even dirt falling from the ceiling.
"I'm going to be buried alive." Wu Lin placed his hands neatly on his abdomen, as if waiting to be buried.
"You died a long time ago." Li Ruyu complained.
With a loud bang, two figures, one black and one white, separated at the touch.
Zhang Lingjiang, who was dressed in black, was holding the giant sword with her right hand trembling slightly due to the huge recoil force. She looked at He Yi who was holding the Soul-Destroying Umbrella and said, "Your strength has improved a lot."
He Yi didn't say anything. He looked up, but his eyes were not on Zhang Lingjiang. It seemed that he didn't take her seriously. His eyes were on somewhere farther away.
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