After running thirty miles with a person on his back, Ethan was really tired, so he simply wrapped the chain around his arm, tidied up, and went to bed to sleep.
With his crippled hand, it was difficult for him to hold chopsticks or a bowl. It seemed that he had to find another time to do such a delicate task as assassination.
After Ethan fell asleep, the bamboo door was opened silently from the outside again.
Marcus walked in slowly from outside. He had changed his clothes.
He was wearing a single garment made of hemp scarf, which was whiter than snow. There were dragon and cloud designs embossed on the lapels of the garment, and ink-rendered patterns on the back. He wore a beautiful hat with a long light blue ribbon on it, which made his hair look as dark as clouds.
But his outer garment was still the robe stained with burnt black and blood.
He knelt silently beside the bed, took Ethan's right hand, placed it on it, and looked at the sleeping Ethan with his side profile.
Marcus's eyes lingered cautiously over his tightly pursed lips, his plump Adam's apple, and his heaving chest. He felt nervous, uneasy, and panicked, as if he was looking at a vase that might shatter at any time.
He didn't know how long he had been watching like this. He seemed unsure whether Ethan was still alive. He slowly moved his fingers up Ethan's body, kneading away the thin layer of clothes covering him. His fingertips touched his heart, feeling the strong heartbeat beneath his skin.
Boom, boom, boom.
Marcus showed a satisfied and touched smile, and whispered: "Brother, you are back, back home..."
As the whispers continued, Marcus's breathing gradually became unstable.
Blood seeped out of the corners of his eyes, and his pupils, which were originally clear, were gradually dyed scarlet. The cinnabar marks at the end of his eyes and the center of his forehead faintly revealed a terrifying red light.
His fingers were also shaking violently, and his nails were gradually lengthening. Seeing that he was about to tear the skin on Ethan's heart, Marcus forced himself to hold back, quickly pulled his hand back, and pinched his wrist.
Five wounds that were deep enough to reach the bone were cut on his wrist, and after seeing the blood, the bloodshot in his eyes faded slightly.
Ethan's eyelids moved slightly, as if he sensed something.
Marcus was unwilling to stay here any longer. He barely sealed his breath, and with the last bit of sanity he managed to take off his outer robe, covering Ethan with it, before turning around and walking out.
The moment he walked out of the bamboo door, Marcus almost bumped into someone.
Zoe frowned and reached out to help: "Brother Meng?"
Marcus refused her support, and asked coldly while panting: "What do you want?"
Zoe was used to seeing Marcus suffer from illness, and knew that if he became emotionally unstable, he would definitely go crazy and violent, and the only way to relieve the pain was to drink blood.
Fortunately, even when Marcus was extremely frantic, he always kept his sense of propriety and never attacked them, so Zoe was not afraid of him and answered neatly: "This is the first time I see Senior Brother Xu, and I want to talk to him."
Marcus held his madly beating heart tightly and said, "Brother is still sleeping. You stay outside and wait until he wakes up."
Zoe clasped his fists and said, "Yes."
After watching Marcus stagger out of the huge bronze gate of the tower, Zoe turned back, whistled, pushed the door open, and walked straight in.
Ethan was awakened by the sound of the door being pushed open. When he turned over and sat up, the outer robe covering him slipped off.
He was born with a cold body and forgot to cover himself with the quilt before going to bed. For some reason, the front of the quilt was open. After sleeping for a while, his hands and feet were already cold.
He shivered, and before he could think about who had covered him with the robe, he first hugged the robe, which still retained body temperature, into his arms to keep warm.
Zoe asked: "Cold?"
"A little bit." Ethan rubbed his palms and looked around.
She had taken off the two huge swords and was wearing a red dress of crude texture, but her lips were red and her skin was white, which gave her a sense of radiance even though her hair was disheveled.
Noticing Ethan's gaze, Zoe laughed and said, "My uncle is right."
Ethan: "???"
Zoe crossed his arms and smiled: "Meng Xu is reckless and has no moral integrity. He can't walk when he sees a woman."
Ethan: "......What else did he say?"
Zoe said: "He said if you dare to do anything bad to me, I will dig out your eyes."
......Ethan was very wronged.
Ethan loved beautiful women and would take a closer look at girls of all heights and weights, but he almost never had any thoughts of playing with them, let alone a child as young as Zoe.
Ethan shrugged and said frankly: "Beauty is born into the world, it is a treasure, one look is one less, the beauty of today is not the same as the beauty of tomorrow, I look at a few more times is a meritorious deed, how can it be considered as reckless?"
Zoe: "......"
Speechless, she saw Ethan's left hand tied to the head of the bed. She finally felt a little better and revealed a gloating look of "You deserve to be locked up".
Ethan was not angry at all. He held the fan in his left hand and tapped her forehead in a familiar manner: "That's right, this is like a child, with a stern face and old-fashioned manner. It's not right."
Zoe was startled by his knock and looked at him with his hands covering his forehead.
She followed Noah's order and wanted to get something out of Ethan's mouth, but Ethan got the upper hand in the conversation.
Ethan asked her: "Your name is Zoe? Is Noah your uncle?"
Zoe felt that this man was interesting and became curious. She imitated the man's sitting posture, raised one leg onto the kang, and leaned against the carved wooden railing at the head of the bed: "Hmm."
Ethan estimated her age: "Did you come in with your uncle?"
Zoe: "Almost. It has been thirteen years since then."
If he were in front of other people, Ethan would have to be careful about his words and actions, but with this girl, he didn't have to be particularly restrained.
After all, she had never seen me before, and even if she had heard Noah talk about me, she probably only had a vague understanding of me.
If possible, Ethan might be able to ask her some questions about the wilderness.
He asked: "Why do you want to be locked up in the wilderness?"
Zoe stared at Ethan and raised his eyebrows slightly: "My uncles think I am too young and are unwilling to tell me in detail... Besides, how did we get in? Don't you know, Senior Brother Xu?"
Ethan: ...Oh no.
She's a pretty smart girl and not easy to fool.
When talking to a smart person, you naturally have to change your way of speaking. Ethan opened his fan and fanned himself a few times: "I just didn't expect that they would not even let the children go."
Zoe raised the corner of his mouth, spread out his palm, and played with the callus marks on his palm: "I was not born when we entered the wilderness. After my mother and uncle were exiled to the wilderness, my uncle lost his life to protect my mother. If I hadn't met Uncle Lu, fixed my uncle's soul core in his talisman, and distributed the essence to him, my uncle's soul would have been scattered long ago."
Ethan frowned slightly: "How did Noah die?"
Zoe replied: "He forgot."
Ethan didn't find this strange.
Ghost cultivators use manipulation of corpses and ghosts as their main attack method. As one of the ghost cultivators, Lucas obviously belongs to the latter. Ghosts can be roughly divided into visible ghosts and dark ghosts.
Ghosts that can remember their past are called "Ming ghosts". Their minds are clear and their strength is the same as when they were alive. They were powerful when they were alive and they are still powerful after death.
Those ghosts with vague memories are collectively called "dark ghosts". When they die, part of their souls have been damaged, lost, or are still attached to the remains of their bodies before they died. Therefore, they are confused and wandering in the world, and their power is greatly reduced compared to when they were alive.
The only reason why a ghost becomes a "dark ghost" is that his death was so tragic that his soul was scattered, his five spirits were split, and he was even in so much pain that he didn't want to recall his death.
It was hard for Ethan to imagine what had happened back then.
According to the original owner's fragmented memories, the righteous path is divided into four gates, and each gate guards a different artifact of creation.
Qingliang Valley guards the "Taixu Bow", Yingtianchuan guards the "Lihen Mirror", Danyang Peak guards the "Chengming Sword", and Fengling Mountain where the original owner was located guards the "Book of the World".
Marcus was a celestial demon, so it was reasonable for him to be stripped of his magic weapon and exiled. However, Noah was the son of the owner of Yingtianchuan Island, so why did he also join his sister in stealing the sect's magic weapon?
Why is this necessary?
When Ethan was thinking about this, Zoe suddenly asked, "Brother Xu, what happened to your right hand?"
Ethan looked at his pearwood right hand with a hole in it and said with regret: "You mean this hole? It was poked just now."
Zoe couldn't help laughing: "Who asked you about this hole? I was asking why your hand was broken?"
...Yes, why?
To be honest, Ethan himself couldn't remember it clearly.
It was as if he was too naughty at the age of five, and accidentally had his palm cut off by a mace while playing. Bleeding profusely, he fell seriously ill, had a high fever for three days, and did not wake up for a month. After waking up, he became a cripple.
Fortunately, God left him with a hand, which is not so bad when you think about it.
However, when mentioning his right hand, Ethan couldn't help but think of the scene when he was injured, his father took care of him without taking off his clothes.
I am now in the wilderness, and I don’t know how much time has passed outside, or how my father and sister are doing.
Thinking of this, Ethan couldn't help but be distracted, but he didn't want to give a detailed answer, so he simply said: "...It's hard to explain in one word."
Zoe asked the second question: "You have been out there for so many years. Have you ever looked for your brother Alex?"
......Um?
As soon as this question was asked, Ethan was basically certain that this girl was really sent by Noah to trick him into talking.
The most difficult thing was that he searched through his memories but could not find any memory that the original owner had a brother.
Whether such a person actually exists is still a question, so how should he answer?
If he continued to follow her words, would he fall into her trap?
In just a few moments, Ethan had a way to deal with it.
Ethan looked into Zoe's eyes and said word by word: "I don't have a brother."
This answer made Zoe frown: "But..."
Ethan interrupted Zoe's words forcefully, lying back, holding his head with one hand, with an indifferent expression: "I don't have any brothers."
Noah, who was urging his spiritual consciousness outside the tower and listening to the conversation between the two people inside, raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "When Ethan got something good, he always thought about his brother. Now he finally knows that his brother is not a good person."
The ghost-faced young man Lucas's answer was even more simple and crude: "Alex is a ba5tard. He deserves that Senior Brother Xu doesn't recognize him."
Noah pressed his ear and gave an order to the other end: "Awang, ask him why he came to the wilderness? Who sent him here?"
However, before Zoe asked, Noah heard Ethan lazily say, "Did Noah ask you to ask me?"
Since he was found out, Zoe did not hide anything and asked directly: "My uncle's suspicion is justified. For thirteen years, no one has seen you, and no one has heard of you. Why did you suddenly enter the wilderness after so many years?"
Ethan hooked his finger at Zoe: "Come here, I'll tell you in secret."
Zoe naturally leaned over to listen.
Ethan glanced and found a glimmer of light in the stone earring on Zoe's right side.
He was quick-witted and quick-handed. He snatched off the earring and pinched it hard with his fingertips.
The earrings were transformed by Noah's spiritual consciousness and went straight to his ear canal. How could they withstand such squeezing? He was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He jumped up and covered his ears, cursing in pain: "Xu, my s--- uncle!"
Ethan: "Hahahahahaha."
Noah's face turned pale, and he pinched his fingers to check his lines: "Just wait!"
In a flash, the earring in Ethan's palm turned into a spider as big as a compass.
Ethan's smile gradually became dull.
It wasn't until the spider's hairy legs began to wriggle between his fingers that he suddenly threw his hand away and let out a scream of agony.
Now it was Noah's turn to slap his thigh and laugh wildly: "Hahahahahaha."
Ethan's entire body was covered with goose bumps. He retreated to the foot of the bed, holding onto the gold chain. He was so frightened that his entire body was shaking. His bones felt soft from the inside out, and the gaps between his bones seemed to be crawling with tiny insects. He felt so uncomfortable that he was about to die.
At this moment, the bamboo door was opened again.
Marcus rushed in in panic: "Brother?? What happened???"
Before Ethan could answer, he saw the spider moving its thin legs and crawling onto the bed along the bed legs.
His head buzzed, and he jumped off the bed and threw himself directly into Meng Zhongguang's arms, hanging his feet off the ground around his neck, tears about to fall: "...Bugs!! There are bugs there!!!"
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