Ding Yiqing's hint is obvious enough, Cen Jin is not stupid, he is a little unbelievable, mainly too bloody.
He looked at the blank black briquettes: "Do you remember your parents?"
Black briquettes full of question marks: "I'm an orphan."
Cen Jin: "You have been in Bajialing town since you can remember?"
Black briquettes nodded hesitantly.
Cen Jin: "Have you ever been to the Black Iron Forest?"
The black briquettes suddenly exploded with spikes like a stressed cat: "The Black Iron Forest is scary, there are all kinds of monsters in it, food is scarce in winter, everyone is very fierce, I will sneak in if I can't steal food. Find something to eat in the woods."
He remembered the past when he was hungry and full of food. He was a small man with no ability. He hid in the sewers all day. He only dared to run to the street in the dead of night or sneak into other people's houses to steal some food. The wind blows the grass and the kinetic energy is frightening.
In winter, the inhabitants of the town are particularly ferocious and irritable. They were almost eaten several times and had to sneak into the woods, only to be frightened by a group of hangers, and then chased by the Slenders.
Cen Jin: "That's why you left the town of Bajialing alone... but you are brave."
The black briquettes showed white eyes the size of copper coins, much like two pieces of fried egg whites. Being praised and embarrassed, they pinched and said, "Actually no... Because one day I dreamed that a middle-aged dead fat man came to the town. He brought in a large number of troops wearing beak masks, and then there was an overwhelming explosion, destroying the town and the woods, and dying a lot of strange things, and then I woke up.
After waking up, I quickly packed up and ran away. "
He said with a serious face: "My dreams will come true. I have had similar nightmares before, but they really happened. If I continue to stay in the small town of Bajaring, I will surely die in the catastrophe."
Dream? Cen Jin's heart moved.
The black briquettes grabbed the small handkerchief like a hard-working woman, and sighed deeply and sorrowfully: "You don't know how hard I am, I have been from a thousand years
I started to set off, crossed the boat, and swam across the river. I remembered the sewers of every city I stayed in, and knew where the trash cans were placed. "
Cen Jin said coolly, "When I saw you for the first time, you were going to eat me."
With a black briquettes, he said aggrievedly: "I'm starving, and I was beaten by you... I'm still a child. Fortunately, I met you, otherwise I might have to go to the street to beg for food, or to perform shows."
Li Manyun: "Performing?"
Black briquettes nodded heavily: "I used to perform in a circus. I ate one meal a day. I couldn't eat enough, but I wouldn't go hungry."
Recalling the past, even the black briquettes were surprised that they were so bitter. Thanks to the care of Huang Mao, his friends and Kunlun's family, he not only had food, a house, but also a book.
The black coal ball rolled onto Cen Jin's shoulder, hugged Huang Mao's head and expressed his gratitude affectionately: "I am so grateful to you, and I love you so much... Can I share the surname Huang with you?"
Cen Jin is quite indifferent: "No."
Black briquettes have a sensitive personality, optimistic but also very sentimental. When they were rejected, they couldn't bear the grief for a while. They collapsed and burst into the arms of Li Manyun, claiming to follow her surname.
He also turned his back and didn't want to see the resentful boy, because he felt that what the resentful boy with the Huang Mao surname said was just showing off.
Resentful boy put his pocket in his pocket, and his face was cold: "Stupid."
Cen Jin folded his arms and frowned at the black briquettes. No matter how they looked, they didn't look like ancient creatures, or descendants of Sumerian gods.
Not to mention whether he has a bit of a death knight and a witch, his appearance is not as handsome as a siren head, and his personality is more sentimental than a human being. What exactly is like an ancient creature that came out of the Sumerian mythology system
Could it be a variation
Yes, Cen Jin guessed that the black briquettes are descendants of Sumerian gods, that is, descendants of death knights and witches, who may have been split into two halves due to distress.
Half of them were the Siren Head cubs brought back by him, which may have been secretly hidden by the Holy See Corps who participated in the killing of Siren Head and buried in the painter's courtyard.
The other half has no childhood memory, and out of instinct imitates it as a harmless and weak creature, hiding in the small town of Bajaring, under the eyes of European gods, no one will think that this vulnerable monster is Sumer. Descendants of gods.
Ding Baiqing's hint is obvious, and the origin of the black briquettes is quite bizarre and coincidental.
Furthermore, the nightmare that Black Blister just described was like the third trial on the day of the music festival, when he, Morse, the Seven Deadly Sins and other camps faced off against the Holy See Corps.
He also mentioned a 'middle-aged dead fat man', indicating that the European god who manipulated the powerful force to cause the angels to harm the world was also on the scene, hiding in a corner, watching the battle secretly, and using the fragments of fate to assassinate Ding Baiqing.
Estimated the time of the first nightmare was the year before, it was not so much a nightmare as a precognition dream.
The legendary witch did not say it clearly, but it was vaguely revealed that their group had the ability to predict. Even Samuel, one of the vests of the European gods, seemed to have the ability to predict from the Sumerian gods.
The witch's predictive ability is almost non-existent, probably because she did not merge with the other half.
With so many coincidences, Cen Jin couldn't help but make assumptions.
Cen Jin pondered, the legendary witch has inherited memories, but her other half does not.
The black briquettes are stupid and sweet, and they didn't pass on their memories. Could it be that this part of the memory is in the half of the glass jar? But why didn't the half wake up? Does it have to be the half to control the city in the sky, or is it a fusion of the two to control the city in the sky
If the two merge, will the still-unconscious Sirenhead Cub be swallowed, or will it be the black briquettes
Hei Bingqiu didn't know what Cen Jin was thinking, but when he saw his face full of thought, he didn't care about his sadness, he was heartbroken, grabbed Li Manyun's little skirt and began to wipe his tears.
Li Manyun is a little sad, because she is also a little clean.
The shape of the black coal ball is similar to that of a Barbie doll, but the strength is outrageous. Li Manyun couldn't pull the little skirt out of his hand, and the world of inner injury was achieved.
Tong Tong threw his arms and legs and slammed Li Manyun: "Don't waste time, let's run fast, or we won't be able to see the live version of the pro-recognition drama!"
The black briquettes who were keen on the bloody plot suddenly woke up from sadness and looked at Li Manyun with poached eyes.
Li Manyun: "...Let's go." For her clean little skirt.
After saying that, the three children dashed towards the large army watching the play.
The bustling temple regained its tranquility. Ding Yiqing asked Cen Jin why he didn't follow him to the theater. Cen Jin shook his head and said that he would come back anyway. He wanted to stay in the temple and browse through it carefully to experience the civilization thousands of years ago.
The civilization of the gods is tantamount to a dimensionality reduction blow to human civilization.
The smelting and polishing process of bronze surpasses modern mechanical processes. You can hear the sound of the gears running inside the wall, which maintains the daily operation of the temple, and ensures that the flames will not go out for thousands of years and the springs will not dry up for thousands of years.
The murals in the temple are like movie screenings, and they move every so often, making a rattling sound, the bronze gears turn, and the bronze murals take turns playing the epic of the Sumerian gods seven thousand years ago.
The spectator is enough to clearly understand this magnificent epic that has been submerged in the long river of history.
From appearing at a certain point in time, to the war of the gods, ascending to the throne of glory again and again, creating an unprecedented brilliant civilization, and then to sunset and dusk, all destroyed overnight, ending at the moment when the new system of gods was born.
The gods descended from the heavens and stars, and then perished in the explosion of the stars, and finally a new system of gods was born in the formation of the reborn heavens.
Ka.
clatter.
The two bronze gears meshed together, the temple fire suddenly went out, darkness shrouded, and the dazzling stars landed in the sky, glowing brightly, as if the vast universe had been shrunk and easily enveloped in the palm of your hand.
Cen Jin, who had seen the epic of the gods, felt in a trance that the gods were indeed powerful enough to control the boundless universe.
Then, the roar of the deep-sea beast shot up to the sky from the depths of the earth, and the sound stopped Xingyun, and saw a giant python rushing out from the cracked ground, opened its mouth, swallowed the stars, and the world returned to nothingness.
Until the fire was as bright as day, Cen Jin was still immersed in the shock of the giant python's roar, unable to echo for a long time.
He blinked his eyes dully, turned his head to look at Ding Baiqing, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Have you seen the stars in the heavens die?"
Ding Baiqing: "I have seen it."
Cen Jin was startled: "How old are you?"
Ding Yiqing pinched Cen Jin's cheek: "Can you focus more normally? It's not that the stars are dying when the old and new gods alternate."
what is that? Just as Cen Jin was about to ask, Ding Baiqing changed the subject: "Do you know exactly how I had a grudge with the European gods?"
Cen Jin really wanted to know, so he hurried over to ask questions, and then listened to Ding Yiqing's slow narration: "I sabotage his plan to rob the Nordic military..."
On the other side, Morse found the glass jar that was finally put in the house by the black briquettes. The little siren head cub was sleeping in the amniotic fluid, and he couldn't open his eyes no matter how much he shouted.
The only vital signs were faint, as if he could stop breathing at any moment.
Morse eagerly asked Siren Head if there was any way to save the child. Siren Head shook his head. He had no inherited memory, but was just a monster that grew out of the stump of an ancient god.
He asked Yulia and Ursula, hoping they could find a way to save the child.
However, Yulia and Ursula know too little about the descendants of the ancient gods, and unless they find the legendary witch Endor, she may have a way.
Morse said eagerly, "Get out now!"
Yulia spread her hands: "I'm afraid that as soon as you leave the 'door', you will be killed by European gods."
Morse: "Then what?!" He couldn't wait for a moment, "Or let me go out to find the legendary witch?"
"I don't think it's necessary." Ursula shook her head, holding the heavy cavalry. She said: "I know the legendary witch, she has as much heart as the lotus pod, and the Promised Land was when she deliberately befriended Abraham, from the European gods. It was calculated there, and then the 'door' was hidden, don't forget that she was the only surviving descendant of the Sumerian god.
Can't activate 'Canaan' before fusion, there is always a way to hide it from being used by European gods. "
No one could understand what she meant by what she said, but Huang Jiang gave Huang Jiang a little thought, and then he figured it out by combining the deciphered information.
"That is to say, I won't do anything aimless. Ever since she suggested that Ursula and the witches stay in the Black Iron Forest, they have been looking for life." Huang Jiang looked at Yulia, trying to figure out the thoughts of the legendary witch.
"I led us to the music festival to find Morse and the Seven Deadly Sins, and asked Yulia and all the witches to stand on Yellow Hair's side, and also used Yellow Hair to find the Siren Head cub... Before she bombed the Holy See, she came to us on purpose. , Telling through our mouths that the descendants of Sumerian gods are still alive, the legendary witch calculated so accurately, I don’t believe she doesn’t know how to wake up the god cubs.”
Wu Lan laughed: "According to what you said, shouldn't the ultimate goal of the legendary witch is to let us wake up the descendants of Sumerian gods, and by the way give a 'Canaan' as a thank you gift?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone and Ji looked at her with bright eyes.
Wu Lan raised her eyebrows: "Is it really possible?"
Ursula and Yulia both nodded: "If it is a legendary witch, it is indeed possible."
Totem also moved his head to speculate: "The legendary witch knew her other half early in the morning, and she should be able to grasp the whereabouts of the cub throughout the whole process. More than ten years are enough for her to find a way to wake up the cub, after all, she has inherited memories.
But she didn't, because the European gods watched over her. If it was known that there were descendants, the European gods would use them to the fullest and then swallow them up, unless the legendary witch found a solid backing that would allow her to trust her with peace of mind. "
Wang Lingxian: "If you guessed correctly, Huang Mao is the candidate for Tuogu."
Yu Wen: "Yellow hair is so miserable." He turned and asked, "What does that have to do with how to wake up the cub?"
Ursula: "It means that 'Canaan' has a way to wake up the cubs, or that 'Canaan' itself can wake up the cubs."
Huang Jiang: "According to the common routine, it may be necessary to see blood, and 'Canaan' can sense the blood of the cub and wake up. However, I don't think the ordinary routine is worthy of the appearance of 'Canaan' with a strong sense of technology, so I suggest you try it. Find the core of the power source of 'Canaan'.
The core of the power source should be able to sense the spiritual pollution of the descendants of Sumerian gods and thus influence each other. "
What wonderful reasoning is this? If the cause and effect can't catch up, just push it to the core of the power source
But if you think about the craftsmanship of the city in the sky, it is really cool only if the descendants of the gods are implanted in the power source core.
Everyone/weird thought about it, and accepted it without any psychological burden.
Li Manyun's three little ones only ran to the back, and when they finally caught up, they heard that they were going to go to the power source core, and immediately raised their hands to indicate that they knew where the entrance to the core was.
Everyone/Chou looked down at them: "How do you know?"
The black briquettes hurriedly climbed to Li Manyun's head and patted his chest with a smile: "I found it!"
Li Manyun: "We played hide-and-seek and found the black briquettes."
Gu Tong pouted: "His specialty is drilling sewers. When he was in Kunlun, he often cleaned the gears. Every time he played hide-and-seek, he would dig into the ground along the gap, and he couldn't find it at all."
The black briquettes hold their heads high and are particularly proud: "No one knows the sewers better than me!"
Everyone/strange: "..." I don't quite understand this pride, and I can only praise him as the most glorious working people.
The black briquettes lifted their legs and led the way amid the compliments. As they walked, they fell on Morse's body, and unknowingly stuck to the glass jar. No one noticed that the cub in the jar had moved. .
Ursula, who was left behind, found Huang Jiang's brows furrowed and seemed to have doubts, so she took the initiative to ask.
Huang Jiang looked at the people in front of him and whispered to her: "Ancient creatures are divided into two halves, and only fusion is complete. The legendary witch was watched by European gods and could not fuse with her other half, which caused her other half to imitate human beings for thousands of years. , constantly dying and reborn..."
Ursula frowned. "What do you want to say?"
Huang Jiang: "I suspect that when this ancient creature differentiated into two individuals, it was not independent, and half of them had no self-awareness.
The other half of the legendary witch has experienced too many deaths and rebirths, hiding in the group of humans, and over time has derived self-consciousness, thinking that she is a human being. If the legendary witch devoured her, it would also be equivalent to destroying her independent will.
I guess this is the reason why the legendary witch did not take the initiative to devour the other half. Anyway, the Sumerian gods already have a new descendant. One more of her is not more, one less of her is not more, and it can protect the cubs. "
Ursula: "So?"
Huang Jiang pointed to the glass jar on Morse's body and said: "The reason why the cub cannot wake up is because he is not a subject, has no self-consciousness, and is a nutrient body waiting to be swallowed. A real and complete cub needs to be fused, Cubs awaiting fusion are likely - in Canaan!"
Ursula was shocked by this guess, and even felt that Huang Jiang's guess was closer to the truth.
But she didn't tell Morse the truth. She tried to see if she could use Canaan to wake up the cub.
In this way, the group of people and the strange and mighty moved to the ivory tower behind the central temple.
The tower is about 20 meters high, and there is a small hidden door on the first floor that can penetrate 40 meters into the ground.
The black briquettes lay on the ground and twisted their round body, and after a few seconds, they got into the ground where there was no gap at all.
After a while, the ground cracked in half with a click, and black briquettes came out and said, "Jump down, there is an elevator."
The group jumped into the elevator, and after tens of seconds, they finally reached the depths of the ground. As soon as the door opened, the lights in the bronze corridor turned on one by one, not as bright as day, but the lighting was fine.
The two sections of the corridor are thin, almost transparent bronze sheets, behind which are countless thick liquid pipes with a diameter of half a meter. There are various metal elements at both ends of the pipes, and there are huge and dense metal gears on the top of the head, covered by bronze sheets. Stop the rumbling sound when running.
After passing through the heavy liquid pipes, I finally came to the core cabin of the power source. The complicated metal hoses were inserted into both ends of the core cabin.
They tried to put the cub in the glass jar into the core compartment. After several attempts, they finally succeeded in putting the cub into a groove. Then they heard a long sound of steam, a stream of water vapor coming from the gear, the liquid pipe and the metal. The hose spewed out, and the groove sank, and the cub sank deep into the power source fluid.
"what happened!"
Morse was in a hurry, and hurried to hit the groove and power source.
The attacked power source immediately started the self-protection program, first issued an early warning, and then vigorously drove Morse and others. When they were caught off guard, the floor cracked and all fell into the elevator and rose to the ground at high speed.
"Woo! Woo!"
The whole Canaan issued a terrifying and urgent alarm sound, the weird people who were immersed in spring water research, plant research, and a small number of witches who were swimming in the river, as well as the bloody witches and weird people who were adapting to the new weapons in the arsenal... They all looked up at the highest city. , well-trained to put on a pre-battle best.
Cen Jin and Ding Baiqing in the central temple ran out when they heard the alarm, just in time to collide with Wang Lingxian and others who were rushing over, explaining what happened in a few words.
Cen Jin said clearly: "It should be your attempt to attack the core cabin to activate Canaan's protection program, there is only an early warning, no attack, it should be just a warning, inform others not to panic."
The gothic man expressed his understanding, and went to the open space to shoot at the sky, blasting the fireworks during the day with a bang, not very conspicuous but enough to convey a signal.
Cen Jin looked around the crowd, and when he saw that there were no siren heads, Morse and black briquettes in the crowd, he asked where they were.
Totem: "They're still in the ivory tower, and Morse is trying to go down."
Cen Jin walked quickly to the ivory tower: "Morse's concern is chaos, Canaan will not hurt the cub, he better not continue to attack."
As soon as he entered the ivory tower, he saw that Morse was covered in black mist, and the black mist madly penetrated into every crevice of the ivory tower, quickly corroding any metal he touched.
Cen Jin scolded: "Stop!"
Before his footsteps stopped, a majestic gravity like a hundred zhang ocean waves pressed down on Morse, wrapping the ivory tower and forcing him to retreat from the black mist. Morse, eager to save his son, turned around and condensed the black mist into a long knife. He waved towards Cen Jin who was approaching.
Cen Jin didn't blink his eyes: "Heavy pressure."
Millions of gravitational pressure fell on the head, Morse was smashed to the ground, unable to move, and the black fog collapsed.
"Have you calmed down?" Cen Jin asked, tilting his head.
Morse curled his fingers and apologized hoarsely after a long while: "I'm too impulsive."
Cen Jin withdrew his gravity, and the siren head lifted Morse, but he didn't see the black briquettes.
He asked about the black briquettes, and the others were startled and looked at each other: "It doesn't seem like they came up."
Morse and Siren Head were nervous at the same time. They had the best relationship with Black Brittle, who was like a child. He always acted like a spoiled child by their side, soothing their regrets about losing their cubs.
Morse asked Cen Jin for help: "please save them, I am willing to be your knight and support and protect you all my life."
Cen Jin: "That's not necessary."
He walked to the center of the ground of the ivory tower and stared down, his scarlet eyes penetrated the layers of bronze, gears, flowing spring water, and reached the deep rumbling metal pipe, and then the cloud-like water vapor suddenly spread out. , blocking the line of sight.
Then the phantom of the ancient behemoth broke through the water vapor and roared at the peeping server. Cen Jin was shocked and suddenly returned to his senses. Morse came over nervously and asked, "How is it?"
Cen Jin: "Canaan refused my peeping, but the cub is fine. If the cub and black briquettes don't come out in two days, I will break open the whole of Canaan."
Morse was silent for a long time and asked, "Canaan won't hurt the god cub, what about the black briquettes? What will happen to him?"
Cen Jin was a little surprised, but he didn't expect Morse to care about black briquettes.
"There may be a chance encounter."
He wasn't sure what would happen to the black briquettes either, it was fine anyway.
Hearing this, Morse was only relieved, and decided to stay in the ivory tower with Siren Head and wait for the cub and black briquettes to return safely.
The others and Jidu had extraordinary trust in Cen Jin, so when he said that the cub and the black briquettes were all right, they all dispersed with confidence.
At this time, at a depth of forty meters underground, the core cabin of the power source was not only a step slower in the turbulence, but also was thrown into the metal hose at the upper end of the liquid pipe, and the black briquettes slammed into it for a while.
After finally stabilizing his body, his head didn't feel so dizzy, and his slippery spherical body rolled down from the metal hose, so frightened the black briquettes quickly grabbed the metal hose.
As a result, he was sprayed with water vapor all over his face, and a hideous monster rushed out of the water vapor to roar. The black briquettes trembled, his hands softened, and fell into the groove below. Finally, he couldn't help sobbing, and then howled loudly. cry.
Shouting to Morse, Siren Head, Li Manyun, Resentful Boy, and Yellow Hair tremblingly, but no one responded, the cry of the black briquettes faded away, plucked up the courage to cheer for myself in a low voice, and guessed the one in the groove as soon as I lifted my foot. button.
Ka. Deng.
Looking down, the black briquettes were instantly swept into the core compartment, bubbling in their mouths, struggling to be carried to the depths of the power source liquid, face to face with the siren head cub, as if returning to the mother's body, immersed in amniotic fluid.
The black briquettes were extremely comfortable, and the sleepiness surged up, grabbing the siren head cub and closing his eyes contentedly.
The water vapor that permeated the entire core cabin quickly disappeared. After a while, the lights went out in unison, the sound of the rumbling of the gears stopped briefly, and thousands of densely lined metal liquid tubes emitted dim light.
Each tube of metal liquid looms over the shadow of an ancient giant beast, and they all look at the core cabin. If you look down, you will find that a smaller metal tube guards the core cabin like the stars and the moon.
Above the huge gears are endless bronze bricks, underground rivers, and bronze bricks. The intricate underground pipes rise from the bottom up. The roar of the ancient giant beasts is transmitted to the ground through these pipes, turning into the faint sound of the wind, whistling and whistling. on.
Cen Jin looked at the ditch beside his feet and heard the sound of wind that could never have appeared underground. He remembered the scene he had just glimpsed in the core cabin, the gathered metal pipes hidden in the mist.
It is the tomb of ancient creatures. After death, it still uses the body to transmit energy to guard the 'womb' that can hatch offspring. Death nurtures new life, and life is passed down from the depths of the ruined tomb.
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I can add more updates tonight, I can't guarantee it, I hope to write faster, I hope to finish the third chapter TT next Thursday.
PS:
In the last chapter, there is a comment from my wife: "Black briquettes, descendants of the ancient god Sumer, who are good at it, can pass the sewers", and another comment from my wife: "Buy one get one free, it is worthy of Double Eleven".
I laughed so hard.