Chapter 167: The Vinegar Ghost King Three Asks What Is It?

Huacheng learned the Wuyong characters by his own inference and learning ability. He could understand the meaning of the characters, but because no one who survived read the characters to him, he could not match the sounds and words. Therefore, he could not understand the whispers of those ghoul rats.

However, Xie Lian, who has never been to Tonglu Mountain, understood it. What does this mean?

Huacheng knew what he was thinking at a glance, and immediately said: "Brother, don't be nervous. I will repeat those words now, you listen."

Thanks for the pity: "...Okay."

Huacheng's memory is very good, and as soon as he left the gathering place of corpse rats, he immediately repeated it clearly. Xie pity stared at his lips, and heard a series of unhurried, slightly strange pronunciations.

This string of strange words has an ancient rhythm and bewildering tone. It is spit out from the mouth of Huacheng, and the tone is low and beautiful, and it is very pleasant. After a moment of concentration, Xie Lian said: "I don't understand."

This is very strange. The corpse rats said that he could understand, but now Huacheng's retelling was clearly correct, but he couldn't understand it. However, the moment he understood, it could not be an illusion.

Huacheng continued: "Fangcai, when you heard those voices, you instantly understood and understood them naturally, right?"

Thanks for the pity: "Yes. At that time, I didn't experience the translation process in my mind at all." So I didn't realize it was another language at all.

Huacheng hugged his arms, thought for a moment, and said: "Understood."

Thanks for the pity: "Understand what?"

Huacheng Road: "What you understand is not Wu Yong language, but the emotions of these dead people."

Thank you for your understanding. Huacheng further said: "That is to say, a long time ago, someone heard the voices of the deceased, understood, and remembered, and then unknowingly planted this memory on you, with this emotional infection about you.

"Because that person knows Wuyong himself, he has already done the step of 'understanding', so you don't need to know Wuyong at all. These voices have always been hidden deep in your mind, when you hear them In that moment, you can be brought directly into that emotion."

Xie Lian felt that this statement was possible, and said: "However, the question is, who will pass on these memories and emotions to me? When did they pass it on to me?"

After a pause, he murmured: "...National teacher?"

Huacheng said: "Undecided. Brother, you have already assumed that your master is Wuyong. But have you thought about a question, if so, then they should also communicate in Wuyong in the belly of the mountain before. , why not?"

This is not difficult to explain, Xie Lian said: "Because the Wuyong Kingdom was destroyed two thousand years ago, that is to say, in the last two thousand years, if they have really been active in the world, they must be more used later. Human language. When you communicate, you will naturally use the more proficient language.”

Huacheng took his shoulders, his tone increased a little, and said: "Brother, don't always lead yourself to think in that direction."

Xie pity turned back and said: "Okay. Then, Saburo, what conditions do you generally need to plant some kind of memory and emotion on others?"

Huacheng Road: "Two conditions: First, you have absolute trust in this person, no defense, and if necessary, you are willing to be guided by this person."

After thinking for a moment, Xie Lian had a candidate in his heart. Huacheng continued: "Second, you have no resistance to this person, you are completely suppressed by the other party, and you have a deep fear of it. Brother, think about it, over the years, among the people you know. Which ones meet these two conditions?"

Xie Lian thought about it for a while, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Yomo, there are three."

Huacheng Road: "Okay, which three?"

Thanks for the pity: "The first one is the national teacher."

Although he loves his parents deeply and has no defenses, deep down, he is different from his father. Therefore, he cannot say that he is willing to be guided by his father. However, the national teacher who led him to the beginning and taught him everything met the conditions of this one. This is expected, Huacheng Road: "So, the second one?"

Xie Lian said: "Jun Wu."

He admires Junwu so much that he does not need to go into details, but also meets the first condition. Huacheng didn't take it for granted, but he didn't comment, saying: "What about the last one?"

Thanks for the pity: "The third one does not meet the first condition, but the second one."

Huacheng is clear. He said solemnly: "... Bai Wuxiang?"

Xie Lian closed his eyes, nodded his head, put his hand on his forehead, and said: "...I don't hide it from you. Although in the eyes of everyone, I seem to have never shown this, even for the original wind and admiration, I didn't say anything frustrating, but I actually..."

But in fact, deep in his heart, he was deeply afraid of this thing.

For a while, he even got to the point where he shivered when he heard the name. However, Xie Lian never dared to be seen by anyone. Because he is all the hope against Bai Wuxiang, if even he is afraid, wouldn't others be even more desperate? In that case, it will be completely broken!

Of course, everything is better now. Huacheng tightened his shoulders and said: "It's okay. It's not shameful to be afraid of anything."

Xie Lian smiled and said: "It's just not brave enough."

Huacheng said: "If there is no fear, there is no bravery. You don't have to be so harsh on yourself."

Hearing the words, Xie Lian was slightly startled, and Huacheng then said: "So, are there only these three people?"

Xie pity nodded. That is to say, the person who instilled in him the memories and emotions of the Wuyong people when the volcano erupted was among the three. Huacheng was thoughtful, frowning slightly, and thanking him for a while, suddenly said: "Not more."

Huacheng turned his head and said: "What?"

Xie Lian took a breath and said: "Actually, there are not only these three people, but also a fourth person. This person meets the first condition. However, he must have nothing to do with the memories and emotions of these deceased people."

Hearing this, Huacheng turned around completely and said: "Oh? Why do you see it? Your Highness has been in close friendship with this person for many years?"

What Xie Lian thinks is that many years do not count, deep friendship... He thinks it counts. But he was too embarrassed to say so, so he said vaguely: "Anyway...he may be the person I trust most, more than trusting my master and Junwu."

Huacheng Road: "How does this count?"

Xie Lian coughed and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm ashamed to say it. Because... If I make a big mistake, or stab a big basket, the first thing I think of, must be him... Moreover, it is a different kind of trust from my master and the emperor..." Before he finished speaking, he found that Huacheng's expression was a little different, and he closed the conversation and hesitated a little, "Sanlang?"

Huacheng came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Oh. It's okay, I was just thinking about something else. Does Your Highness really trust this person so much?"

Although he usually raises his eyebrows to be comfortable or teasing, this time it is not natural.

Xie Lian nodded and said: "Well... is there any problem?"

Huacheng bowed his head slightly, adjusted the silver wristbands on the cuffs, and said casually: "No big problem. However, my personal opinion. Brother, don't trust others so easily."

"..."

Listening to what he said, Xie Lian was a little unsure whether he could hear who he was talking about, but he didn't dare to expose it further, just "Oh...".

After a while, he couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Didn't Saburo ask who this person is?"

Huacheng Road: "Huh? Me? Since my brother said that he trusts him and firmly believes that he has nothing to do with this matter, then there is no need to ask."

Xie Lian rubbed his eyebrows, and then Huacheng said again: "However, if my brother is willing to say it, Saburo is also willing to listen."

Although his words sounded decent, if Xie Lian told him at this time, it would be a little embarrassing, as if chasing someone to ask who the person you trust the most. Xie Lian couldn't tell whether it was a polite remark or it really didn't matter. Just at this moment, the undead butterflies, who had been bitten by the corpse rats, flew back. After a fierce battle, the silver butterflies flew a little low, as if they were a little tired. Xie Lian quickly greeted him, stretched out his hand to catch an extraordinarily slender little silver butterfly, and said, "It's hard work!"

When he stretched out his hand, the butterflies paused in the air for a while, and the next moment, they rushed towards him like crazy when they smelled a sweet pastry. Thanks for holding the little silver butterfly, almost stunned. Huacheng coughed lightly, and the butterflies froze again, and they flew towards him honestly, landing on the silver wrist guard between his arms and blending with the butterfly silver pattern engraved on it.

The two continue to look for Yinyu. After walking for a while, Huacheng suddenly said: "It's not Fengxin."

Xie Lian had already started to think about other things. Hearing this, he was startled and said, "Ah? What?"

Huacheng Road: "The person my brother said."

Xie Lian immediately waved his hand: "Of course not!"

Huacheng's eyebrows twitched and said: "It's not an admiration."

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Xie Lian's forehead, and he swung his hands faster, saying: "This is even more impossible! However, why is Saburo suddenly asking again now?"

Huacheng smiled and said: "I thought about it, and suddenly felt that this fourth person is the most suspicious. So, just in case, please tell me, who is your most trusted friend for many years, can you?"

"..."

Xie Lian looked at the smile on his face, and there was always an intuition that this smile was fake. Just as he took a deep breath and was about to speak, the faint silver light on the path-finding silver butterflies suddenly disappeared.

The surroundings fell into darkness, and Huacheng quickly took Xie Lian's hand and stepped to the side of the street. Xie Lian noticed something wrong and lowered his voice: "Sanlang, is there something coming?"

Although he suddenly fell into the darkness and couldn't see things, he still followed the steps of Huacheng accurately and turned into a family's home to hide. Huacheng's voice said in his ear: "Come."

In the darkness, a very strange sound suddenly sounded.

Boom, boom, boom.

Although it is still far away, it is extremely heavy, and the sound is approaching for a long time with each sound, and the speed is amazing. Xie Lian always felt that this voice was inexplicably familiar, and he must have heard it somewhere. When the voice approached not far away, he looked out.

Sure enough! On the street of the underground city, a girl in a wedding dress appeared.

Although the girl was wearing a wedding dress, her clothes were tattered and gloomy. Although Rong Chang has a arrogant and beautiful face, there is no trace of anger, and the faint green ghost fire above her head makes her pale face green. She was holding a small child in her arms, and her face was also pale, but she was still more angry than her, and she was obviously alive.

Huacheng Road: "Seeing old friends again."

It was actually the female ghosts Xuan Ji and Gu Zi!

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