Main Text Chapter 762 Gravekeeper (2)

In a world with thousands of colorful flowers that will never wither, a young man in pure white coarse clothes and linen is carefully building a flower called Ziyunyue.

In fact, this flower named Ziyun Yue is planted almost everywhere where this young man lives.

When pruning the branches, the young man's hands shook accidentally, so that the flower branches in his hands were not pruned to the expected effect due to the mistake.

"Forget it, there is beauty in flaws."

The young man smiled casually and gently put down the Ziyun Yue in his hand. He clapped his hands and turned around, "So, because you are the only woman in the Senate, you were assigned to receive the visiting Chinese dragon. My dear saint, are you troubled?"

The gorgeous woman in front of her took off her queen's attire and put on a dress that was said to be strongly requested by another old man in the Senate. It was also said that it was a long palace dress called Hanfu, which made it even more unique. flavor. Perhaps this annual vacation and the body that has developed to the right level in advance are very suitable for this kind of Hanfu that is vigorously promoted in the Chinese Dragon Kingdom.

"Youluo disturbed your tranquility, teacher."

The young man named Zhao Er smiled warmly. It waved its hand, and an ancient rocking chair suddenly appeared out of thin air. Zhao Er sat on it comfortably and lay down peacefully. At some point, he had a feather fan in his hand. It flapped twice, "Since we are all women, what do you have to worry about? And no matter what, women will not embarrass women, right? Since the saint came here in the name of a visit, she probably doesn't If you do something extraordinary, just treat it as an ordinary guest."

Youluo sighed softly and said: "Now that the Sea Clan is pressing forward step by step, the world's coastal front has retreated again and again. Now it can't be called a coastal front at all. It can probably be described as an inland battle circle. If it weren't for The Sea Tribe cannot stay away from the sea for too long, and I am afraid that it is not until now that we realize the terror of the Sea Tribe. And at this time, the Saint is no longer on the front lines. Morale, coming to us instead is probably not as simple as visiting in name only, right?"

Zhao Er closed his eyes. The chatty dog ​​unexpectedly became quite quiet this time.

Youluo walked in and said softly: "In fact, if it weren't for Mr. Gu, Mr. Guan, Mr. Luo and Mr. Ximen who all led their own troops to leave, I probably wouldn't be the one receiving the reception, right? After all, I have become After becoming a big country, Youluo is only responsible for people's livelihood matters. This kind of foreign affairs is usually the responsibility of Mr. Ximen. "

Zhao Er smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed it. Yuluo understood and slowly sat in front of the rocking chair. Zhao Er put his hand on Youluo's head and chuckled: "I heard that this can give people courage and comfort. Is it any better?"

Yuluo was stunned. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher, please touch me a few more times."

Zhao Er smiled and said: "That's not possible, just give it a try. But remember, you are the woman who has become the King of Radiant Knights, the chosen one by God, and the elder of a great country. Whether you are responsible for people's livelihood or not, Whether you are responsible for diplomacy or war, you can do a good job, and you should be able to do a good job.”

"Can I?"

"Of course. Because, my students are the best."

Youluo lowered her head slightly, threw herself on Zhao Er's legs, and said softly: "Teacher...can you show up during the reception?"

"That's okay." Zhao Er said without hesitation, and then hesitated: "It seems that this is not good?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, here is the scabbard..." Yuluo muttered: "Just a moment, let me sleep here for a while."

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Is there only these stone pillars in this place and nothing else?

Zhao Nan, who was hiding, couldn't help but think so. Invisibility is a subconscious act. Perhaps he instinctively felt that something would happen if he waited like this.

And this kind of motionless standing seemed to have led to its success not long after.

There were bursts of footsteps and subtle voices. The multifunctional translation instrument worn on the wrist is currently running, converting those strange sounds into something understandable. But it's just useless information.

Such as:

"The weather is really nice today."

"I've fallen in love with the girl next door, what should I do? Is this the so-called love?

"The village chief seems to be taking one to fill a house recently."

There are also topics such as "whose chicken" laid several eggs in one night. When the speaker didn't arrive, Zhao Nan had the feeling that this was a group of honest farmers chatting happily about their daily life.

However, it didn't take long for this feeling to turn into a real picture. I saw a group of people, men, women, old and young, wearing coarse clothes and linen. Everyone was carrying baskets full of food and bottles, coming in groups.

Let’s call this group of people normal humans. Anyway, apart from the names of these people, all Zhao Nan could see was question marks.

These should be the natives in the abandoned land. But judging from the situation, it should not be the beast-taming demon clan or the alchemist clan.

Is it rare to be a superpower?

The supernatural race is probably the race that Zhao Nan has had the least contact with in the Abandoned Land so far. But this group of peasant-like guys is somewhat different from the Major League's description of the superpower group.

These people, regardless of age or sex, have many black tattoos on their faces. However, instead of making them ugly, these tattoos have a unique sense of beauty. It’s probably because the tattoo itself looks so good.

It was something like a pattern, covering both ends of the cheeks, and was extremely symmetrical. Moreover, the patterns tattooed on these people's faces are vaguely similar to the engravings on the totem pillars.

And vaguely, Zhao Nan seemed to have seen a pattern similar to this somewhere.

The group of people, one after another, quickly dispersed, gathered in twos and threes in front of each stone pillar, and offered the food in their hands. Their expressions were pious and solemn, they did not speak, they knelt down so quietly.

Suddenly, three old men came to Zhao Nan, with a look of horror on their faces.

"The Pillar of God actually..."

The three people's expressions of fear became more and more intense. The basket they were holding fell to the ground unconsciously, making a silent landing sound.

A few pops. The three old men threw themselves to the ground in unison, shouting loudly and repeating: "The Ancestral God appears! The Ancestral God appears! The Ancestral God appears!!"

Ancestor God?

Is this some kind of existence represented behind these totem poles? Zhao Nan subconsciously looked up at the stone pillar that he had cleaned, and his rebellious will slowly spread out unconsciously.

It was this unknowing behavior again, but somehow Zhao Nan felt that this was the right direction.

It's not that he should do it, but it feels like he has done it before and must do it again now.

When the rebellious will covered the stone pillar, Zhao Nan finally understood why he did this kind of behavior...or in other words, he understood the basis behind what pushed him to do this unconscious behavior. If these totem poles involve gods, perhaps the so-called ancestral gods will leave something in these stone pillars... such as the will of the ancestral gods. And the only thing that can feel will is will.

It was a pitch black void. Cold space. It's as if even the will is frozen here... maybe not just the will, maybe even the soul.

Zhao Nan instinctively felt a trembling feeling, but the trembling that kept coming out would become food for the growth of his will.

——No one can make me afraid, no one can be my path forward, and no one can control my destiny.

——I am fearless, I overcome obstacles, and I need to persist in this endless river of time. I will eventually control it all.

The rebellious will is constantly releasing the belief it contains in this empty and cold space.

At this moment. The whole space shook.

Amid this turmoil, the rebellious will was still moving forward with difficulty like a small boat on the stormy sea... It clearly sensed the source of this turmoil.

"Who... disturbed my sleep... who..."

Suddenly, Zhao Nan heard a desolate voice.

"Who are you?" He didn't hesitate much, but passed on his doubts.

"Who am I?" The voice came out again a moment later. Just like a person who has just woken up from a big dream and cannot remember some things, and appears very defenseless because of confusion, "I am... the person guarding the tomb."

"Guarding the tomb? Whose dusk?" Zhao Nan's heart moved: "The so-called ancestor god?"

The voice was silent for a long time this time, and then, the rebellious will was driven away by an extremely powerful force. The rebellious will actually has no strength to struggle at all. He was roughly thrown out of this void and dark space.

"It's not time yet, please don't disturb my sleep...you are a person who shouldn't exist..."

"Wait, who are you!"

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There was nothing in front of him, even his consciousness was pure white.

This gap in consciousness may be short-lived, or it may be long-lasting. However, the moment Zhao Nan regained consciousness, those totem stone pillars, those guys with strange tattoos on their faces, and the endless ancient forest had all disappeared.

Instead, Finina, Ye Anya, Xu Yang and the others are by their side at the moment!

"Ah——!" A slight scream came from Catwoman Yeyue.

She found that she was sitting on Zhao Nan's chest. She only had short pajamas and small underwear that could cover her upper body.

"Brother, have you really become a pervert?!"

That was the angry voice of Ye Anya who appeared on Zhao Nan's right arm and her legs were wrapped around his arm.

There were also many chilling looks... Zhao Nan found that these guys were all wearing all kinds of pajamas.

"Nan? Do you want to give me a satisfactory explanation?"

Finina was speaking at this time, speaking words that were almost too gentle.

"Hey, boy, do you really want me to have a shot with you?" A gun barrel was pressed against Zhao Nan's head silently, "I can't make it clear, but I really want to give it to you. Come on!"

Zhao Nan sighed, and then said angrily: "First of all, it's you who are suppressing me." (To be continued...)