edge of pure land

Chapter 125 Welcome home, Longque

Lu Fuji once again showed a ghostly expression.

Su Shi's complexion also changed. He paced back and forth in the ward and raised a finger: "You said that before the open beta of "Pure Land", you suddenly received a mysterious email containing the latest style of helmet? And you simply didn't Didn’t you receive my letter and the bank card I gave you?”

He suddenly said: "Where is that helmet?"

Lu Buer scratched his head: "I threw him in the dormitory of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School."

Su Shi was stunned: "Why did you throw it away?"

Lu Fujiu complained: "How could I know it would be useful?"

"Okay, we are going to the place of death anyway. When I came to the sea this time and passed through the restricted area of ​​​​Fengcheng, I found some clues, and there is a high probability that I can solve the wave of ghosts. When we enter Fengcheng again, I will Find a way to get that helmet."

Su Shi thought for a moment: "Although the place of death is a bit dangerous now, there is a base built by members of the Tower of Babel. When I came here, I was attacked by those guys. The White Walker mother body cultivated by the Corpse Cult over the years , basically all were sent to that place.”

He turned around and murmured to himself: "After Project Alpha was launched, the Russell family found three strongholds of the Corpse Food Cult, and the original family also took out two strongholds. Currently, soldiers from the four legions are still clearing them out. The remaining two strongholds. Currently, Linhai's business and trade is undergoing a comprehensive investigation. Once the parent laboratory is cleared and their transportation channels are cut off, the army can be sent to conduct a thorough sweep of the restricted life zone in the Jufeng Mountains."

Lu Buer hesitated for a moment: "Uncle Su, what is your military rank?"

Su Shi raised his head: "Super General, what's wrong?"

There was an eerie silence in the ward.

Lu Buer took a bite of the apple, took out his mobile phone and searched online to find out what level the military's special general was, but the answer he found made him feel like he had been struck by lightning.

"Uncle Su, what level are you at?"

He couldn't help but ask.

Su Shi knew what he was thinking and said with a smile: "In the eighth wisdom world, super generals are basically at this level. Don't worry, as long as I am alive for a day, no one can touch you. Even if we really want to fight, I will It’s better than your friend.”

"Dragon bird?"

Lu Fuji looked around: "Where are the others?"

"After Longque sent you to the hospital, he stayed with you for about four hours, but after he read the diary, he left in a hurry. To be honest, I thought you were alone in the military. You will be bullied, but I didn’t expect you and Longque to be such good friends. You should know something about him."

Sushi paused: "I will not advise you to stay away from him, nor will I hinder your relationship. After all, if there is no dragon bird to open a small stove for you, you will not get the ghost skeleton and the book of truth."

Lu Fuji understood.

Longque has solved the problem of him mastering the ghost skills.

After all, Long Ling was also the master of the strange ghost technique back then.

As long as it is said to be my sister's legacy, no one can question it.

Well, the blame falls entirely on Longque.

"As for the Russell family, it's not a big deal."

Su Shi waved his hand: "The military hospital is now guarded by the Dawn Special Sequence. You are now the owner of a very precious ghost technique. During the period of injury, ordinary people do not have permission to visit you. Speaking of which, how do you feel now? Do you feel it? uncomfortable?"

Shika Fuji shrugged: "I feel like I can blow up a hundred cypress trees with one punch."

After getting the immortal body, he was alive and kicking as soon as he woke up.

It's just that there is a bit of a shortage of life energy.

"Who is Kashiwagi?"

Su Shi was stunned.

"A beast."

Lu Fuji explained.

Sushi shook his head: "Maybe you should look in the mirror now."

Lu Buer turned on the selfie function of his mobile phone.

I saw my own white hair.

"Good guy, have I turned white too?"

He was startled.

"If you don't like it, you can dye it black. After all, white hair is a symbol of the White Walkers. It is very conspicuous, and it is equivalent to telling the enemy your trump card. In the Dawn Special Sequence, many people also dyed their hair. Of course. , you don’t have to dye it.”

Su Shi glanced at him deeply: "I still have something to deal with, so I won't be here with you. In fact, I also want to continue chatting with you, but some people can't wait any longer."

Lu Fuji asked curiously: "Who is it?"

"You are very popular. If you get hurt, there are many girls waiting for you."

Su Shi patted him on the shoulder, showed a smile that all men knew, and said faintly: "I originally wanted Ai Yue to come over and meet you, but now I think about it, I better forget it."

After saying that, he turned around and opened the door and left.

As soon as Su Shi left, someone walked in.

Xue Lian, dressed in a black and white nun's uniform, walked in, carrying an exquisite lunch box, walked to his bedside, and said angrily: "Little one, you have a good rapport with women."

Her voice was cold and her eyes were contemptuous.

There were several women in the corridor of the ward.

"Aren't you at the community hospital in the underground neighborhood?"

Lu Buer automatically ignored her weirdness, looked behind her and asked, "Why are you here at the military headquarters? Why isn't Xiaoxian with you? Where did her abilities come from?"

Xuelian snorted: "You are right, I alone cannot save so many patients. Therefore, I plan to find more efficient methods to treat those patients' diseases through drugs. As for your sister, do you want to Let her come to the military headquarters?"

Oh yes, the man behind Aoki is still alive.

Lu Fuji asked again: "What about her abilities?"

"The high priest trained her to become a dark priest."

Xuelian said calmly: "Divine power is not suitable for fighting, but dark matter is naturally suitable for killing people. The Holy Mountain is inextricably linked to your sister, and she is the so-called chosen one. There are still many secrets in her body that have not yet been revealed. Discover, in time I will not be weaker than you."

So Lu Fuji was quite happy.

At least Lu Sixian's abilities can be reasonably developed.

It won't hurt her life.

As long as the secrets about the Holy Mountain can't hurt her and allow her to grow up safely, that's fine. As for combat power and other things, it's just left to chance, and he doesn't care at all.

At this time, Xuelian reached out and touched his head.

"what?"

Lu Fuji raised his eyebrows.

"check."

Xuelian said angrily.

Through the witch's divination, she already knew whose hand the seed of the god was.

Therefore, we can roughly guess how Lu Fuji mastered the ghost technique.

Although it was good to have such power, she was still a little worried. Xuelian's soft right hand touched his hair, and divine power spread silently. She gradually felt that the pain he had endured over the years was far beyond what ordinary people could endure.

Until the moment when divine power wanted to invade his brain.

Xuelian seemed to feel the gaze from hell!

Boom!

At this moment, even as a holy high priest, her face was pale, cold sweat inadvertently penetrated her whole body, and she softened as if struck by lightning, and almost fell on the hospital bed.

Lu Buer didn't know what she was doing, so he supported her and cleared his throat: "I know I am very attractive, but this is a military ward. Please respect yourself."

He stressed: "Of course you want to wear white silk, and I don't mind either."

"roll."

Xue Lian rolled her eyes at him.

But I don't know why, but this woman is attractive because of her fierceness. She has slightly messy forehead, cold and elegant eyes, and a hint of anger in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

Plus a face as cold as snow.

Lu Fuji even suspected that he had some masochistic tendencies.

"looks good?"

Xuelian asked with a sneer.

"nice."

Lu Fuji answered seriously.

Xuelian thought to herself that this little guy really hadn't seen much of the world.

Because she is now in disguise.

If he saw his true appearance, he might not have to buy white silk stockings on the spot.

No, what was she thinking.

Xuelian feels that she has become more and more strange recently. After practicing divine arts, she should have gradually lost all human emotions. This is the price of becoming a holy high priest.

But she was very resistant to this and unwilling to surrender to God.

That's why I often change my name to Snow Lotus and go to the city to experience the fireworks on earth.

Until I met Lu Fuji.

Her quiet emotions became more and more active.

Maybe it's because Shika Fuji is too annoying.

"Tell me about your findings."

Xuelian casually opened the lunch box she brought. It was an eel rice cooked by herself, and then handed him the chopsticks and spoon: "Talking while eating."

Lu Fuji thought for a moment, smelled the aroma of eel rice, and began to tell his story: "Everything starts with Constantine's brotherhood. This is a cursed city..."

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At the end of the brightly lit long street is an old community. Longque walked through the quiet tree-lined path with his wheelchair. The old banyan tree above his head has also withered, and there is a feeling of desolation everywhere.

He coughed violently and covered his mouth with a tissue.

When the paper towel was removed, it was shockingly red.

The side effects of the medicine were getting worse and worse, forcibly overdrafting his already riddled body. At this moment, he could feel his life passing by like gravel in the wind.

It cannot be undone.

But he had one more important thing to do.

The diary Lu Fuji left for him mentioned perfume.

He had never paid special attention to perfume before, but the diary reminded him.

Long Hao, his father, had a hobby of collecting perfumes during his lifetime. Before his death, he was still going back and forth to major luxury stores in the city, as if he was looking for something.

Later his sister also became obsessed with perfume.

It is perfectly normal for girls to like this kind of thing.

But I didn’t expect that the devil is often hidden in the details.

The devil from the Tower of Babel has long since found my sister.

He took out the yellowed access card and came to the community where he had been away for a long time. Everything here seemed to be the same as before.

Finally, he stood at the door of the unit in Building 7 and was silent for a moment.

This is the community where the Long siblings once lived together. Since the sixth Holy Mountain Survey incident, he has not been back once, so he does not want to touch the memories of the past.

Sometimes, Long Que feels that he is actually quite a coward.

Don't want to remember, don't want to face.

Otherwise, he should have discovered it long ago.

When he took the elevator to the top floor, he fell into silence.

Because there is only one family on the top floor, the security door is spotless. There are no advertisements for arrears of water, electricity and property fees, and there are even blessing characters and couplets posted on them.

This proves that someone has lived in this household.

Long Que silently took out the key and turned the door lock.

The door opened, as heavy as a world was about to open.

The howling cold wind blew against my face, vaguely carrying a refreshing fragrance.

The windows in the room are open, the white gauze curtains are swaying in the wind, and the perfume lilies on the balcony are also swaying in the wind. The decorative furniture has not changed in any way from eight years ago, and it has even been wiped carefully. All reveal traces of life.

Plastic bags in the trash can, uneaten chocolates, fruits on the coffee table, empty wine bottles on the table, fresh ingredients in the refrigerator, women's clothing hanging on the balcony.

Longque pushed the wheelchair into his room.

The bedding is neatly folded, and the wardrobe is filled with clothes of the right size.

There is also a pack of cigarettes on the computer table.

That's his favorite brand.

It's like someone has been living here for years, waiting for him to come back.

Longque was silent for a long time and came to the bedroom belonging to her sister.

The clean and tidy bedroom still has the familiar style and smell.

Only on the dressing table was a bottle of exquisite perfume pressed with a note.

"The carrion nourishes the air of spring, and then disperses into flowers, exhaling soft breath. The sun is like fragrance, and the flowers are like stars, burning death brightly, mocking the crawling maggots in the earth."

(End of this chapter)