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Chapter 87: Return
Ling Pingan stood at the entrance and watched the young lover of ancient culture and traditions disappeared into the thick fog.
He sighed. “Sigh!”
“Loss! Loss! Loss!”
Although he had sold a book this time, he had only received about 20 handicrafts that could only be in his collection.
Other than that, he had also given out a flashlight worth three yuan.
He somewhat missed the customers the night before.
Walking back to the shop, Ling Pingan looked at the handicraft coins placed on the counter.
He then silently put them into the drawer.
After that, he comforted himself, “maybe these coins will bring me good luck!”
As a materialist, although Ling Pingan didn’t believe in any weird feudal superst.i.tions.
However, when it came to luck…
He somewhat believed in it.
After all, that was something that had been proven by experiments.
For example, an old immortal who opened his mouth and professionally commented only four words, making countless esports players cried.
Therefore, one had to believe in metaphysics.
… … ..
He held the cylinder-shaped Mo family creation in his hand.
Under the illumination of its light source, Liu Zhi walked through the fog.
He clutched the book on his chest tightly.
The notes that the ancestral dragon had jotted down itself, and it was an extremely precious ill.u.s.tration of how to make the Terracotta Army.
Liu Zhi’s mood was both excited and perturbed.
He was excited because he had obtained this precious knowledge. He had the opportunity to create a powerful Terracotta Army exactly like the ancestral dragon did, to protect his people and defend his country.
He was nervous because…
He kept recalling what he saw and talked about in the monster’s bookstore.
Especially the process of the transaction.
“Dear customer, your craftsmans.h.i.+p is not up to standard…” the seemingly teasing but also somewhat disdainful sentence kept echoing in his ears.
Every word of this sentence was processed by him again and again.
“He might know the whereabouts of the ancestral dragon…” Liu Zhi thought to himself.
“He might even be inextricably linked to the disappearance of the ancestral dragon…”
If that was not the case, why would the ancestral dragon’s notebook be in his possession?
Therefore, his status was higher than the ancestral dragon’s.
And the ancestral dragon’s status was not lower than the four evil G.o.ds of Chaos…
At least there were records that the ancestral dragon had fought with Slaanesh, and he had fought with Tzeentch across s.p.a.ce.
After that, the followers and claws of Slaanesh served the ancestral dragon.
The followers of Tzeentch became eunuchs of the ancestral dragon imperial palace.
In the end, the follower of Tzeentch, named Zhao Gao, completed the subversion of the ancestral dragon’s Xianqin Empire through a terrifying ceremony.
That was how the Black Dragon Emperor bloodline rose and the Xinghan Kingdom was established.
“Then…” Liu Zhi thought, “he protected me and sold me the ancestral dragon’s notebook…”
“What is his intention?!”
The young crown prince of Xinghan Kingdom did not understand the meaning behind all these.
However, he knew that a price had to be paid to obtain anything!
Thinking of these things, Liu Zhi stepped out of the fog.
He looked forward and was stunned.
In front of him was Chang ‘an!
This great holy city!
The fortress was built by Xiao He, a powerful legendary elite under the founder of the country, Emperor Taizu.
When he walked over, he came to the Hengcheng Gate of Chang ‘an.
The two stone Kilin guards, standing on both sides of the gate immediately reacted.
Their eyes emitted red lights.
Liu Zhi took out his token calmly and showed at the direction of the red light emitting from the eyes of the two stone Kilin guards.
“Your Highness!” The Kilin guards moved and knelt. “welcome the Crown Prince back to Chang ‘an!”
The heavy city gate slowly opened.
The Loyal Northern Army soldiers guarding the city gate came out to welcome him.
The leader was a valiant general. “I am Li Guang. Please forgive me for being late for the rescue!”
Liu Zhi raised his head and looked at these loyal soldiers and ministers.
He turned back and looked behind him.
In the deep night, there was no trace of the fog.
He touched the creation of the Mo family and the book in his arms.
It was all very real.
The shock in his heart was indescribable.
From Sixian Garden to Chang ‘an, it was at least 150 miles, but the fog had sent him to the safe city of Chang ‘an in an instant!
The Diablo in the mist had fully demonstrated his sincerity and strength.
“So…” Liu Zhi asked, “what will he ask for in return?!”
The few pieces of the half-tael coins of Immortal Qin that he despised and reluctantly accepted?
How could it be!
But no matter what his ultimate goal was, it was a matter of the future!
What Liu Zhi wanted to do was to take revenge!
For his loyal guards, for the people who died in the Sixian garden.
The young crown prince of Xinghan Kingdom raised his hand. “The rat-men of Asin are bold and reckless. They have no respect for the law, and they dared to a.s.sa.s.sinate me!”
“Which general is willing to kill those villains for me?”
“Your Highness!” Li Guangdun, who was wearing a thick mythological warrior’s heavy armor, answered the order, “please hand this matter over to this humble subject!”
“I am willing to make a military order to kill the rat-men of Aisin within three days!”
Liu Zhi nodded. “Thank you, General!”
… … ..
Han Li jumped down from the tree crown.
On the side of the road ahead, a stele was planted on the ground.
The name of Linhai city was engraved on the stele.
Two rusted cars fell on the side of the asphalt road.
She jumped over and landed on the roof of a small car, that had been corroded to the point where only the body of the car was left.
With a gentle wave of the spirit blade in her hand, the small car instantly shattered into pieces.
The monster that was hiding under the car screamed shrilly, and then its entire body shattered into pieces on the ground.
Han Li landed and picked up a crystal that the monster had dropped.
“It’s the 85th one!” She spoke.
The Soul Crystal was the most thing she had on her right now.
There was a certain probability that crystals would appear on the bodies of these monsters and evil spirits. In the past, they had been used by humans as additives and fertilizers.
They were used to make spirit blades or grow spirit plants.
Cerulean spirit tea was grown with these crystals.
But now, Han Li knew that it had many more uses.
For example, it could be used to make medicine, or it could be directly consumed to strengthen the soul.
But unfortunately, she was the only one who could do it in this world.
Because this was a gift from the owner in the fog.
After putting the crystal on her body, Han Li stood up and walked to Linhai city in strides.
“I will bring peace to this place!” She said firmly. The sunlight fell on her body and reflected a voluptuous, enchanting, and mature shadow on the ground.
… … ..
He closed the shutter door and turned off the lights.
As usual, Ling Pingan said good night to the kitten, Bastet, and then took his cell phone and walked up the stairs.
The sound of his footsteps gradually faded away.
On the gla.s.s door, an eye opened.
He scanned every corner of the bookstore, and everywhere he pa.s.sed, it was strangely quiet.
Finally, his gaze stopped in the drawer of the counter. There were 20 to 30 pieces of coins that shone with a colorful l.u.s.ter.
The half-tael of Immortal Qin was imitated by the Xinghan Kingdom.
Coins forged by legendary elites with the power of creating fire from subjects’ will!
One was enough to maintain the operation of the huge and magnificent Great Wall Beacon Tower for a year.
Finally, he slowly closed his eyes. In the bookstore, the hustle and bustle were back to normal as they were before.