by Zhi Bai
"good old man."
An Zheng licked his dry lips: "You can go, if you stay, you'll die."
The cat let out a cry and lay down beside An Zheng, indicating that he would absolutely not leave.
An Zheng said weakly: "Can't go down? Don't forget … You are a cat, how can you not go down? Let's go quickly. This place is called the Unresponsive Tian, it's really not a good place to cry. Looks like this Mount Cang Man is not my paradise, let's have a hard time. "
The cat suddenly stood up, called out to An Zheng a few times, and then leaped down the cliff. An Zheng was shocked, he wanted to look to his side but was unable to move.
The good old man left just like that. An Zheng felt that the world had suddenly turned into him, along with the Death God who was approaching step by step.
It was dark. The sky was bright.
It was dark again, and it was bright again.
When the sun rose again, An Zheng was so weak that he couldn't even raise his eyelids. As his consciousness became more and more blurry, he felt that his surroundings were getting colder and colder. He felt it was a little laughable that he had two divine artifacts on him, one was Hong Luanzan who had Purple-Rank, the other was a Blood Pearl Bracelet with Purple-Rank, and around his neck hung another key from the Purple-Rank … But he couldn't save himself.
Although the Blood Pearl Bracelet transferred 1% of the damage away, it had no meaning for An Zheng's current injuries. An Zheng calculated for a moment, and that only delayed his own death by a little. Then he smiled wryly, he was actually still in the mood to calculate this.
Looking back at his life, it was not a loss at all. The number of evil people who had died in his hands was countless. If he could exchange his life for another, he would be earning a lot.
Last time when An Zheng's body was strong, it was also very effective in protecting his soul. However, this time was different. His physical body was too weak, so his soul was unable to leave his body. Thus, this time's death might be real death.
Just as An Zheng was wondering why the sky was getting dark so quickly, a noise came from beside him. Then, while he was still in a daze, he seemed to see Fatty panting heavily and sweating all over. A snow-white cat good old man jumped out from behind him and squatted in front of An Zheng while calling out loudly. Back then, An Zheng had saved its life, but now it had saved it's. I wonder how this little guy managed to return to the Fantasy City through such a dangerous forest.
"F * ck, I'm already like this. Am I dead?"
The fatty sat beside An Zheng and gasped for air.
An Zheng squinted his eyes. Perhaps it was because there was hope that his vision became clearer. He saw that both of Fatty's arms were equipped with something similar to exoskeletons, and the workmanship was very ingenious.
"If I die, I'll go back and report this. Then, the Heavenly Awakening Sect left the group, and everyone returned back to their own homes to look for their mothers.
The fatty gasped for breath, while swearing, he used a rope to help tie An Zheng up on his back: "You came out of nowhere to seek death yourself, you seem to have met quite a good fate, bathing in the sun amongst the mountains, you are also an unprecedented person."
An Zheng only smiled weakly, as if he was an idiot.
Fatty was clearly struggling with his arm. Even though it had the protection of his external skeleton, it had not fully healed even after a few days. Such strong physical movements caused him to be in so much pain that it seeped into his bones. The sweat on his forehead was partly because he was tired, and more than half because he was in pain. But he bit his lip and didn't utter a word of pain. After tying An Zheng to his back, the fatty tied a rope to a rock on the cliff and began to climb down following the rope.
An Zheng looked down and vaguely saw Qu Liuer and Old Huo at the bottom of the cliff.
"Your arm …"
An Zheng said as his voice became fainter.
Fatty snorted coldly. "I'm much stronger than you. My arms are aching the most, and you're so f * cking sore even to death."
An Zheng actually started laughing, "Why are you … "I know."
Fatty: "Uncle, my Fiery Eyes of Truth …" "Motherf * cker, it's swollen like a ham. How can it not hurt?"
An Zheng: "Can you pay attention to other places …"
The fatty could not be bothered with him and climbed down the stone wall with much difficulty. By the time he reached the bottom, he was already grimacing in pain.
Old Huo reached out his hands to help An Zheng down, then sighed, "It looks like even the deities won't be able to save you in a few more hours."
An Zheng said: "The Immortal says that you have a friend, you do not need my help."
When Qu Liuer saw An Zheng's appearance, his eyes turned red and tears flowed down his cheeks. When she saw the medicine that the fatty brought down, she immediately applied it on An Zheng. At this moment, An Zheng was completely naked, but she did not care at all. Old Huo made a stand so that An Zheng could sit on it. Du Shoushou rushed on his back, he did not say anything along the way. Old Huo sighed, saying that if he wasn't crippled, how could he let Fatty, a child with a broken arm, suffer such hardships?
However, Fatty shook his head. "He didn't complain when he found me medicine to make me act this way."
An Zheng said: "Of course, of course, I even mopped my entire body with feces, you didn't."
Fatty said that as long as you don't die, I'll go back and take a bath with manure.
It had to be said that Qu Liuer's medical skills were not bad, and he used An Zheng's medicine to stabilize his injuries. Along the way, An Zheng's injuries did not worsen, but instead improved a bit. By the time he returned to the Fantasy City, An Zheng at least had no problems speaking. It was just that he looked extremely haggard. In just a few days, he had lost another round of weight. However, it was also strange that the fatty had suffered a lot, and he hadn't lost any weight at all.
By the time he returned to the Heavenly Awakening Martial Academy, it was already late at night. Seeing An Zheng coming back, Xiao Qi Dao twisted her butt and ran over, crying as she asked, "Big brother An Zheng, do you feel pain?"
An Zheng comforted her: "Big brother doesn't hurt, big brother is tired."
Entering the room, An Zheng took out quite a few medicinal herbs, and then explained his fortuitous encounter. Old Huo's expression kept changing as he stared at An Zheng's bracelet. An Zheng knew that Old Huo must have realized something, but he said it out in front of everyone. With enough medicinal herbs, Mad Qu and Qu Liuer would be able to heal their injuries easily.
The fatty was lying on the rocking chair and An Zheng was lying on the bed. Both of them were very haggard and tired, but they were smiling idiotically at each other.
"To be honest, your smile is really f * cking ugly."
An Zheng said.
Fatty smirked, "Do you still think you're very handsome in this way?" "F * ck, if it wasn't for me smiling and feeling pain all over, this daddy would have laughed out loud a long time ago."
Qu Liuer turned to the two of them white: "You two are still in the mood to joke after being like this."
The fatty said, "Xiao Liu'er, you don't understand this. This is a lifestyle, do you understand? Crying is a day laugh is also a day, why do we not let the enemy cry their own laughter. Look at how philosophical my words are, don't ever bow down to me in admiration, and don't adore me, I don't like firewood girls like you … I like white and fat, understand? "
Qu Liuer glared at him, and wrapped around his injured arm. Fatty cried out in pain. "Are you trying to take revenge on me?"
Qu Liuer said: "Your bones have been broken. I just broke it and connected it again."
Fatty was stunned for a moment. "Aunt, do you think my arm is made of rubber? I'm pinching it back and forth."
Qu Liuer said: "How about I not let you pinch me so that your arm will grow to be crooked like a spider leg?"
The fatty thought for a moment. His ar
ms must have looked terrible, so he could only endure the pain. Qu Liuer once again fixed the fatty's arm, and then changed the medicine for An Zheng. Although she was still young and dressed in men's clothing, his face looked so delicate and pretty under the lights. An Zheng thought that if Qu Liuer were to change into a woman's attire, he would definitely be very beautiful.
"An Zheng, Old Huo is so awesome."
Fatty wanted to give me a thumbs up, but he failed. "The fake arm that you put on me is so powerful that it can't be described with words. When good old man returned, we knew that something had happened to you. Actually, Xiao Liu'er and Mad Qu had already been looking for you outside for two or three days, but they couldn't find you. We guessed that you must have gone deep into the mountains. But we don't have any leads, and we don't know how to find you. "
"When the good old man returned, we felt that something big happened. But in this dojo, I'm the strongest. Old Huo just randomly found a few things, and in less than the time it takes to make a cup of tea, he had already created that external bone. "
An Zheng thought to himself that the Old Huo was an expert of the Star Treasure Tower. However, Old Huo did not tell his story to Fatty Hai and the rest, so An Zheng did not reveal it to them. Sometimes it's hard to keep secrets, especially when you're with your friends. The other person's secret had always been inadvertently leaked out. An Zheng wasn't such a person. He had at least some morals.
Qu Liuer helped An Zheng change the medicine, and then took out An Zheng's clothes to help him put on. The fatty jeered from the side, "A girl like her would probably not be able to marry anyone else if she did all these things for you. An Zheng, as a man, you cannot act shamelessly. From now on, Xiao Liu'er is your woman, you can't bully her. If you bully her, I'll castrate you. "
An Zheng smiled bitterly, he did not know what to say. He felt that the Xiao Liu'er was very cute, but the age difference between the two was too huge … However, An Zheng could not say such a thing.
Qu Liuer blushed. After helping An Zheng change his clothes, he stood up and fiercely stepped on the fatty's foot, then snorted and ran out of the room.
Fatty: "Your wife beat me up!"
An Zheng stared at him: "Don't speak nonsense. She has a simple personality, if you keep joking around, she won't be able to take it anymore. It doesn't matter to you or me, but don't make fun of girls. A girl's mind is too delicate and fragile. Sometimes, when you think that a joke that has no problems can deeply injure her. "
Fatty nodded his head. "Good, good, good. I will remember this." But you and her are really compatible, both of you are so thin … An Zheng, tell me, what happened to you in Mount Cang Man.
An Zheng explained the entire situation, but did not say anything about the Senior corpse. He simply explained that he had arrived at a strange place and picked up a treasure. Then, he brought back a large plot of medicinal fields. That was why they suffered such heavy injuries when they encountered Qilin Eagle being hunted. It was not that An Zheng didn't believe in the fatty, but the senior corpse could not be disturbed by others. The weapons of those seven people, the crystal coffin, and the Purple-Rank on that senior's body. Once people found out, it would be a disaster for them. They might not even be able to keep the bodies.
Fatty had always been frank and outspoken. Who knows, he might even tell someone else about it? Once word of this got out, there would be no good ending.
Although he had played down most of the dangerous things, the fatty's expression still changed when he heard this. "F * ck …" That was a middle ranked magical beast, and compared to humans, it was at least an expert above Sumeru Stage. If that thing were to show its might, not many people in Fantasy City would be able to withstand it. "
An Zheng shook his head: "Don't underestimate Fantasy City, there must be some powerful experts hidden here, it's just that they don't want to show themselves."
The reason why An Zheng had such a guess was because of that wild and prehistoric beast-like torrent. It was obviously abnormal that the Fantasy City was not affected at all after being submerged by such a large area. If he had not said that there was someone stopping him, An Zheng would not believe anything that he said.
At this time, Old Huo walked in from outside. The moment he entered the door, he looked at An Zheng's bracelet, and then said to Du Shoushou: "Fatty, you go out first. I want to talk to An Zheng alone for a while."
Fatty stood up, "Alright, you old man, please teach him a good lesson. Let him know how big of a mistake it is to leave the sect without permission. In my opinion, he should be castrated. "
An Zheng: "Since you've returned, you've always wanted to castrate me, why!"
The fatty was silent for a moment, and then he said with an experienced tone, "Because you're older."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "Why don't you try it out too?"
Fatty: "Get lost!"
Then he went out on his own.
Chapter 36 - Curses from Hell
After entering, the Old Huo seemed to be hesitating, as if he was considering how to start the conversation. Ever since Mount Cang Man found An Zheng, the entire time, the Old Huo gave An Zheng a feeling that he wanted to say something, but was unable to. He seemed to be preoccupied with something, and there was a very complicated feeling in his eyes.
"Senior, if you have something to say, feel free to say it."
An Zheng tried to sit up straight, "I'll listen carefully."
Old Huo looked at An Zheng, then looked at the Blood Pearl Bracelet on his wrist.
"An Zheng... Do you know what that thing in your hand is? "
An Zheng nodded his head: "I got it by accident, but this bead seems to have some sort of intelligence, I can tell the owner what it is. So I knew that this thing was called the Blood Pearl Bracelet, and it was a artifact of the Purple-Rank. Senior, do you also know this thing? "
Old Huo was silent for a moment, his expression especially solemn: "As expected, this thing … The Blood Pearl, I have only heard of it and have never seen it with my own eyes. If it's convenient for you, tell me in detail how you came by this thing. Please believe that this is a matter of life and death. "
Seeing that the Old Huo was serious, An Zheng's heart could not help but become heavy. He was unwilling to say anything about the corpse, so he only said that he had found a medicinal field, a thatched cottage, in a hut in the valley. He found the Blood Pearl in the thatched cottage and thought it was a good thing so he put it on. As a result, after wearing it, it would pierce through one's blood and claim ownership, causing them to be unable to take it off.
After Old Huo finished listening, his expression eased up a little, "If it wasn't for someone else giving it to you, it might have been better if you picked it up yourself."
An Zheng's heart trembled, but his face still maintained his calm: "What do you mean?"
Old Huo walked to the window, and stood there for a long time before saying: "There was actually a very cruel legend about this Blood Pearl in the past. Rumor has it that Blood Pearl did not come from the human realm, but from hell instead. When I was at the Star Grade Pavilion, I had read many ancient books about ancient divine artifacts, and one of them mentioned the origin of Blood Pearl. According to the ancient records, the Blood Pearl came from a Bodhi tree within the blood pool of hell, and was born from the nourishment of the blood. "
"Later on, there were great cultivators who mistakenly entered the Infernal Realm. Seeing how the Bodhi tree was so magical, they broke off its branches and created this Blood Pearl Bracelet. After this great cultivator returned to the human world, he was pursued by his enemies and eventually died at the peak of his lifespan. His descendant received this bracelet, and from then on … There will never be a revival of this family. None of the people who received the bracelet will have a good ending. "
An Zheng asked: "Why is that?"
Old Huo said: "According to the ancient records, the viciousness of this Blood Pearl lie
s in its blood culture. Once the Blood Pearl recognized its master, the master had no choice but to use his own blood to nourish it. When you said you could obtain the Blood Pearl Bracelet, something on the bead took in some blood … In all likelihood, the rumors were true. Blood Pearl needed a long period of blood nourishment, so the pearl would continuously draw out the blood power of the person they were wearing. If this person is not able to maintain his powerful strength, his blood will sooner or later be completely absorbed by the Blood Pearl, and he will become a dried up corpse in the end. "
When An Zheng thought about the senior corpse, his heart became heavier.
The Old Huo said: "In that case, it's better if you don't have a gift from someone else. It's because there is an even more malicious attribute to the Blood Pearl. If the previous owner was sucked dry of his blood by the Blood Pearl, if a curse was placed before his death. Then, the next holder of a Blood Pearl would not only need to use its own blood to nourish the Blood Pearl, but would also have to use its own blood to nourish the next owner, who would in other words, become a dried corpse. "
"After the corpse obtains the power of the current holder's bloodline, it will slowly recover. This is the Blood Pearl Curse, rumored to be a forbidden technique personally created by the Lord of Hell. No matter who it is, they have no choice but to nourish it after wearing the Blood Pearl. "
An Zheng's heart dropped to the bottom in an instant, but he was still unwilling to believe that he had been tricked. Although that desiccated corpse was strange, perhaps it was just as Old Huo said, borrowing his power to return the soul.
However, when he saw the corpse, the bracelet was not on him. Moreover, the first thing the dried corpse gave him was a necklace, not a Blood Pearl Bracelet. Maybe it was just a coincidence?
