The Tale Of Abandoned Dragon's
Chapter 57 - The Precious Death
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With a stinging breath, Wei Heng moved from the release of the invoking fragrance. No other human being helped him, because the trouble is fulfilled in the 2nd parallel of the atmosphere that will not be related to the things that are happening behind the dimensional world.
“there's nothing better than a bloodless fight, just I'm the one who got hurt without having to involve anyone else,” Wei Heng thought that was already in doubt.
His face was bleached like an undead that only lived a few lives, his pulse had weakened as it had been cut off from his flesh, lips pale with blood smears that adorned the corners of his mouth and also his outer robe.
The defense was incredible, and what about the theory a God could die? What about his title of God? If you look around it's really strange not a god has to experience death.
In the origins of Chinese mythology a deity was created based on the imagination for a creature such as a human or a human who has died, given additional abilities because the behavior is equal to its weight. This imagination also developed into another world that has a mechanism similar to the mechanism of the human world. Because the other world is a parallel of the human world that knows evil creatures. And the point is in Chinese civilization, the gods can be replaced or lost in dead terms.
The current state of Jie Ru is difficult to condition, hysterical screeches shake the pelosot of the Senlin Shen region, a Forest that has been rarely touched by humans, which is calmly accompanied by a wave from the clap of leaves to the leaves, increasingly become a place in and out of these three young men by bringing a female guest who is still lying lifeless.
“Wei Heng told me from the beginning, if you are in trouble,” Senlin Shen said in a second meeting.
“Jie Ru calm down, nothing will happen to Wei,” Xin Qian said soothing the soul of rebel Jie Ru.
“You know what! Are you also in that fight! You don't even have the inner science, where you were when we ambushed Shizi Mo! You're the most useless human I've ever met,” thump Jie Ru in a harsh tone.
Who became his interlocutor, just downcast unable to answer the response made by Jie Ru, it should be that this useless self accepted Jie Ru's true rude speech. Just one word Xin Qian was capable of pronouncing “maaf”
“Ru listen carefully, Wei Heng is a great human, no one can fight him, trust me,” guide Li Wei to pat her on the shoulder slowly.
“your numbers cannot be proven! Get the fuck out of you all! Let me get out of here and bring Wei Di back,” he said with fiery eyes in anger.
Behind the drama that was happening, Senlin who was silent finally opened his voice, not giving advice but a loud laughter that fluttered the ears of the three young men who were stricken with sadness. Not his intention to dissolve in sadness even he gave a positive air with his laughing figure.
“Hahaha, sekorib friend apparently, it is fortunate that Wei Heng got a sincere human friend like you,” said the Forest God descending from his hermitage.
“You two papah this woman to the big glowing stone, quite directly I said that this woman can not be saved,” added the Forest God who immediately bluntly.
JLEBB, the hearts of the humans seemed to collapse to get news that was really not worth listening to, especially for the heart of Li Wei who had been broken into pieces without the slightest loss, he said, even to regret it was too late.
Jie Re as the younger brother who did not know Xiao Jing, if Jie Ru had been scouting him in silence, also took a hit for the second time after hearing the pronunciation of the God of Saviour.
“A-Is all this fate!? It is unfair why evil must be above good. What Lao Tian Ye also had no eyes to see!” sadly Li Wei fell limp on her knees.
Xin Qian tearfully stared fixedly at the face of Xiao Jing who was asleep quietly without any burden weighing on “You are truly evil! How in this condition, you can sleep soundly! You evil always make us worry,” Inner Xin Qian dissolves in sadness.
Jie Ru was already unable to assume anything other than just staring in silence. On one hand he was thinking about Wei Heng's condition that there was no good news from him, even if Xiao Jing was his over-dead older brother, he would be even more sad if he had to receive the sad news from Wei Heng.
“There is still another way,” cut the Forest God amid the grieving situation.
“lives replaced with lives.”
“means?” lagat Li Wei could not interpret the meaning of the Forest God.
“laughter replaced life, He can return if one is willing to give up his life in place of the spirit Xiao Jing who has lost.”
“Then take my life, I don't need it,” Li Wei's sergeant easily thinks one's life can be bought with treasure.
“Are you sure? If you die and he lives, then neither of you will be able to unite” asked Senlin by fishing.
“Well I am willing to bear the risk, as long as he is still alive I will be calm in nature there,” stressed Li Wei with certainty.
The ascetic God just grunted coldly, he assumed that out there humans who do not have a Conscience will flock to pull the human spirit to be used as a giver of longevity, in contrast to this young man who was willing to give up his life just for a woman.
“but it is a pity, only a human who owes him a favor can help him,” God's word monitor towards Xin Qian.
Why was the Forest God staring at Xin Qian, when he said that only a human being owed a favor could help his hero.
“what else does it mean! Don't cut out Shen Xian's important information,” leered Li Wei who was still digesting the important news that Shenlin cut.
*Flashback On
Xiao Jing was born as a double-blooded woman, meaning that Xiao Jing's blood was able to treat someone who was having bad luck by suffering from a strange disease transmitted from an evil spirit. And that unlucky fellow was Xin Qian who had just turned 9 years old.
At that moment, Xin Qian climbed up the mountain looking for pieces of wood on a tall tree. The mountain is famous for its spirit-eating mountain.
if it was a day of misfortune for him then there would be a helper who saved his life. From then on, Xin Qian was already possessed with the black spirit of a mountain dancer. Every 7th lunar month of the Chinese Calendar, he will be the intermediary of the devil figure absorbing human spirits who live around the mountains.
panic struck the chaos of his father's mind, and it was at that moment that savior Xin Qian came to him.
He Ping Village was the arrival of a powerful priest who was close to reaching the level of Nirvana, giving Xin Qian a solution that could be cured if the arrival of a double-blooded person, was to be found, Every month before the 7th the savior had to slice a little of his hand to make an evil Spirit-fighting drug.
Just the next day, the pitying Xiao Jing was banished across the stream downstream of the river past the Xin Qian designation, which was then brought home by her more admirable father Xin Qian, as Xiao Qing's body floated above the river, it let out a bright light that enveloped her as if it was a blessing that would help her child.
It would be miserable if every month he had to slice his own flesh blood to give to Xin Qian. If Xiao Jing thought it was Xin Qian who had saved her life, then Xian Qian's father assumed that Xiao Jing had saved her son's life.
It had been decades, only this way would be the most merciful suppressing Soul Spirit that would control Xin Qian's body. And until this moment, Xin Qian still owed dozens of times the favor to save Xiao Jing.
*Flashback Off
Li Wei reached for Xiao Jing's hand which began to cool down. The cut of the incision has been closed back with the shape of the hand that has been irregular. It felt as if he had to see firsthand the suffering that Xiao Jing had suffered for decades.
“I'm Ready!” Sela Xin Qian's.
“No! You can't leave! Shen Xian let me take his place, if you leave then Xiao Jing will be sad,” refuted Li Wei.
“No! Already should I give my life back to the owner, if there is no Da Jie maybe I've long since ended up in the final resting place, thanks to him I can still collect memories of this” Xin Qian added with a definite cheque.
“No Qian, we can get another way, isn't that Shen Xian?” ask him about the long-bearded figure.
But the God-Grandfather only shook his head, if this was the last way to return the soul to his corpse.
It is very heavy if you have to let go of the grasp of the sohib who has accompanied the journey for a long time, even though they have just met, they have to be separated for good.