After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 95 Requiem
  There was a muffled sound of thunder outside the window, breaking the moment of silence at the dinner table.

There was a smell of rain outside, and the sky that had been sunny just now turned dark in an instant. The sound of rain falling outside the window came, and lights were turned on in various places in the inn.

Li Xue's face looked a little sallow under the dim light.

She stood up suddenly, her voice filled with anger, "Okay! It turns out you are in the same group! I won't argue with you, let's wait and see when the weapon refining competition comes!"

After that, he led Lin Ping away angrily.

The sound of rain outside the window became louder. Pedestrians came in one after another to take shelter from the rain, standing under the eaves, and some simply came in and sat down.

Tang Ling was speechless when he suddenly saw a familiar figure flashing in the dark light outside the house.

She stood up suddenly, startling the other two people at the table.

"Are you angry too?" Fu Qingcheng said in a teasing tone.

Tang Ling rubbed his eyes, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

"It's nothing, I just saw someone who looked very much like my senior brother." She sat down and said.

"Senior Brother Song," Fu Qing said, "He has been down the mountain to practice for so many years and hasn't returned. I'm afraid the deadline for him to go down has almost expired, right?"

"I heard from Master that my senior brother has already submitted an extension application, and it seems that it will take some time before he can come back." Tang Ling said in a dull voice.

An actress sang a song on the high platform, her voice soft and ethereal, with a soothing meaning.

The whole inn fell silent amidst the music.

Tang Ling felt a sad emotion spreading in his chest, and stopped the waiter who was serving food, "What's the name of this song?"

"Requiem." The waiter smiled and said, "Sir, are you from outside? This requiem is hummed by people in Zhenchao Pass every time it rains heavily."

"Why?"

"We have many mountains and rivers here. We are afraid that if it rains too much, the floods and tides will rise and submerge the city."

“Can singing a requiem prevent it?”

Tang Ling said doubtfully.

Although her studies are average, she also knows that water circulates and seawater levels will not rise just because of heavy rainfall.

But this place obviously cannot be explained by science.

"Sir, you don't know. We were blessed by the water god a long time ago."

The waiter said, "The Water God lives in the sea, and because of his blessing, the sea has always been calm. No matter how much rain it rains, it will not cause floods. But later, there were more wars, and the invaders came from the sea, disturbing the purity of the Water God. Then the water god left."

"From then on, every time it rained heavily, there would be floods, causing countless deaths and injuries. The king of Shuiyue Kingdom also turned his hair gray because of this. Until later, the water god gave the king a dream and told him that the reason why there were frequent floods here was because There were too many wars, and countless people died, both from the enemy and from our own country... Their bones sank at the bottom of the water, and when they were disturbed on rainy days, they would wake up and cause trouble. So the water god taught the king this requiem. From then on , when the requiem is played, all souls on the seabed are silent, and the weather at Zhenchao Pass is smooth, and the people live and work in peace and contentment."

Tang Ling traveled far away for the first time since time travel. Along the way, he discovered that the number of folklore in this world is no less than that of the world in his previous life.

She listened to it with interest as a story, forgetting for a moment the unpleasantness at the dinner table just now.

"It is said that every time this requiem is sung, you can still see your deceased loved ones." The waiter added.

"Seriously?" Fu Qingcheng said suddenly.

"It's just a legend." The waiter smiled sheepishly, "My wife and grandfather told my wife and grandfather about this. Just go to the street and pull someone over. Everyone in Zhenchao Pass will know it. Although I don’t know if the legend is true, but this Requiem is indeed a song we have been forced to learn since childhood.”

Madam, Grandpa, it’s been a really long time...

Tang Ling calmed down and listened carefully for a while, and suddenly felt someone humming nearby. However, she turned around and saw that the two people at the table were also listening carefully, with their lips closed, and no one spoke at all.

Look around again.

There are waiters coming and going in the building, guests dining and drinking, people cursing and hiding from the rain...

There was no chorus.

Maybe people outside are singing.

She thought to herself, didn't the waiter just now say that when it rains, people in Zhenchao Pass will hum this song.

But the rain is getting louder outside and the thunder is booming. Who could be singing?

After dinner, I went back to my room to practice for a while and then took a lunch break.

Because it was raining and dark, I soon fell asleep.

Had a very strange dream.

In the dream, Tang Ling was in a colorful flower field. She vaguely saw a man in rags getting up from the ground, staggering away, looking back at her as he ran, as if shouting something to her.

Tang Ling found that this man was unusually tall when he stood up. She could only raise her head to look at him, but she couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Only from the vague voice could one tell that it was a man. She took a few steps forward, and the man's voice suddenly became sharp, revealing endless panic.

"Don't come here! Monster!"

Tang Ling suddenly stopped.

Along with this exclamation, all the surrounding sounds: wind, leaves, shouts... were suddenly silenced as if someone had pressed a switch to death.

After a while, she seemed to hear the sound of the tide.

The deep blue water swallowed up the shore where shells and bones were everywhere, and huge waves crashed on the rocks, rolling up the white skirt.

There is also a familiar tune, soft and gentle, blowing from nowhere along with the salty sea breeze.

There was something mixed in the sea breeze, thin and dense...it seemed to be the whispers of many, many people.

Tang Ling wanted to listen carefully, but suddenly she heard a shrill wail, like a very thin needle, almost piercing the eardrum.

She snapped her eyes open.

When I opened my eyes, the room was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

Tang Ling took a few quick breaths before she recovered from her dream.

I slept in a cold sweat.

Wisps of moisture drifted in from the window, making it a little chilly.

pouring rain.

I couldn’t tell for a moment whether it was raining that caused it to be dark or whether it was really dark.

But Tang Ling knew that his biological clock for lunch break should be less than half an hour before he went to bed.

Some dry mouth.

Just as he was about to get out of bed, light a lamp and take a drink of water, a palm-sized mirror suddenly fell out of his arms.

The first time I came into contact with vision glasses was through Lu Ren.

This girl went down the mountain happily with Zhao Baoshan two years ago. I wonder if she will come to Zhenchao Pass this time.

But the sight glass in her hand was different from the one at that time.

It is an upgraded sight glass after research by Wei Zhiming.

Wei Zhiming named it "Visual Mirror" because he combined the functions of a communication mirror with a viewing mirror.

So with this small mirror in front of you, as long as you use spiritual power to activate it and silently recite the name of the person you want to see three times in your heart, you can see him in the mirror and talk to him.

The specific communication range is unknown, but up to five people can be connected, but when there are too many people, only one person can be selected to appear in the mirror.

This was a few days before departure. She talked about the functions of the mobile phone in her previous life, and Wei Zhiming developed it within a few days.

Tang Ling was simply amazed.

In his previous life, he was a genius inventor!
  Because he was afraid that the three of them would be separated unexpectedly on their way to Zhenchao Pass, Wei Zhiming gave her and Yuan Yulang one face.

Tang Ling had an idea and took advantage of the people sent by Song Nan to deliver things to Lingxian Sect. He asked someone to deliver the viewing mirror to Song Nan. Wei Zhiming later made another one for her on the way.

It's just that the mirror was clearly kept in his storage bag, so why did it appear in his arms at this time?
  Tang Ling didn't remember taking it out before going to bed. Just as he was wondering, a bolt of lightning outside the window suddenly lit up the black sky, illuminating the room for a moment.

Taking advantage of this moment of light, Tang Ling suddenly saw a pale face in the mirror. He was so frightened that he took off his hands and the looking glass fell under the bed with a "snap".

Tang Ling was still in shock when he heard a familiar cough coming from inside.

"Tang Ling, what are you doing?"

It's Yuan Yulang.

Tang Ling was angry and funny. He picked up the sight glass and said, "What the hell are you doing? There's only a wall between you and I can hear you shouting. What kind of sight glass do you want me to use?"

This is well said.

Cheap is not good quality.

The soundproofing effect of Yunlaiju's herringbone room was average. Last night, she could hear Yuan Yulang next door's cursing and disgusting sounds when he first entered the room.

"Who is looking for you?"

Yuan Yulang was speechless.

"It's clearly you! I just opened the viewing mirror and connected us, and then I sang to myself for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)