I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

What is his purpose?

If it is the deep sea, the city of fog, or the hostile foreign visitors like Twilight City, Lu Jian can easily understand that they are here to destroy.

But the abandoned city is theoretically a foreign land on the same front as this world, and the people of the abandoned city have no reason to harm people in this world.

Lu Yi carefully looked at the thread-bound book, and decided to open it if he had the chance, and carefully examine the contents inside.

Taking ten thousand steps back, Lu Jian can also take it back and sell it, and make the best use of it.

"Have you found anything?"

On the side, Du Ming asked.

"This book is not of this world."

Lu Jian said pretendingly.

"Isn't it something from this world? Could it be from the fairy world?"

Du Ming was a little curious.

"Are you sure you don't know the name Heming?"

Lu Jian asked everyone again.

Everyone shook their heads.

"This is a person who practiced Taoism. Because he practiced taboo spells, he became a monster. The records he left behind are quite dangerous. If you read rashly, you may also become those monsters who lost their minds. You don't want to change Make it look like this."

Lu Jian pointed to the statue.

Everyone was silent.

"Could it be that kid Dai Yuanyang?"

In the silence, He Chong suddenly said.

"He has been in contact with foreigners, maybe he brought something from there, and he wants to use this thing to make us kill each other, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman himself?"

Hearing these words, Qi Ye looked around.

"Where's Dai Yuanyang?"

"He went into the guest room and never came out again."

Shi Buwen pointed to the living room.

"Let's find him."

He Chong didn't know whether he was afraid of Lu Jian, or he really didn't like Dai Yuanyang, so he walked over there with Du Ming and Master Qi, and left the Taoist temple.

Tang Que and Shi Buwen were left behind.

The three looked at each other.

"You two, don't you mind if I want to read the first few pages of this book now?"

Lu Jian is open and honest.

"Anyone, Shi is not interested in ancient books of unknown origin."

Shi Buwen left with his hands behind his back, as if he really didn't care what was in the book.

Tang Que looked at Lu Jian with interest, his eyes urging him.

"You'd better take a look quickly, if there's something good-looking, I can let my sister and I watch it together."

Lu Jian only responded with a smile, and then opened the volume of "The Nine Chapters of Heming".

As soon as he saw the text directly, Lu Jian felt as if ants had crawled over his eyes, which were itchy.

He quickly read the content above, and every time he saw a word, he felt that the ant was biting his eyeball, and the pain spread. If it were someone else, he probably couldn't bear it long ago, so he abandoned the book and left.

Lu Jian was trying to understand the content above.

The text here was somewhat normal at first, and it was some Taoist Heming's views on everything, including views on knowledge, pollution, and foreign lands.

Later, when he recorded his process of seeking Tao, it was already obscure and unclear, the same words were repeated many times, or some plots were skipped directly, which seemed illogical.

Fortunately, according to the thinking of a mentally ill patient, Lu Yi carefully analyzed Taoist Heming's thoughts, and obtained some useful information from it.

What surprised Lu Juan in particular was that Taoist Heming's knowledge of seeking Tao did not come from his own perception, but from an ancient manuscript he obtained.

That book originally had only seven chapters. Taoist Heming transcribed it after learning and understanding it, adding and modifying it, adding his own understanding, and then he came up with this "Secret Sutra of Nine Chapters of Heming".

And the title of that book is no longer verifiable. In this whole book, only its author is recorded.

Xuanjun.

===562. Art of Resurrection===

Seeing this, Lu Jian felt that there were more ants on his eyes.

Those thin and dense ants crawled around on his eyeballs, ignited the lens with their tentacles, and used their teeth to tear the fragile nerves and muscles of the eyes from time to time. . .

"Taoist Heming's knowledge comes from Xuanjun. This Xuanjun refers to the ancestors of Jiuliu. They have to fight for Xuanjun every ten years?"

"Xuanjun should be from this world. His knowledge is the knowledge of this world. In other words, the knowledge of this world has polluted Taoist Heming, making him a serious source of pollution in Waste Capital?"

"The silt monster in the abandoned capital was also summoned by the ritual inherited by the successor of the Heming Sect, and the silt monster was summoned and restrained in Nanhua Private Renji Hospital decades ago. Does this mean that the pollution of this world may Deeper than it looks?"

Lu Yi glanced briefly at Chapter 1's technique of resurrection from the dead.

Good guy.

Lu Jian called it a good guy before he finished watching it.

This technique of resurrection from the dead is a method of using the mud monster to absorb the consciousness and abandon the body, thus turning people into walking corpses.

If the above operation is followed, it will become the situation of Nanhua Private Renji Hospital.

Later on, the ritual of turning into a ghoul is also quite bloody, requiring some operations that will be turned into asterisks if spoken out, which is extremely cruel.

As for the means of controlling alien monsters and traveling through alien lands, each one is more anti-human.

Lu Jian felt that it was better not to see this thing.

After closing the book again, Lu Jian glanced at Tang Que who was facing him.

The lady really didn't come over, she just stared at Lu Jian with interest.

"How, did you find anything?"

Tang Que asked.

"This thing is indeed harmful and should be destroyed immediately."

Lu Bian replied immediately.

"You're such an interesting person."

Tang Que looked at Lu Bu, his gaze was a bit like a hungry wolf looking at a lamb.

Lu Jian put the booklet on the altar.

"The person who put this book here must have some intentions. Xuanjun's position is not that simple."

he said again.

"Ms. Tang, do you know what happened to the former Xuanjun?"

"It's not clear. The previous Xuanjun was probably from the side that moved mountains to find the dragon, or maybe Qiye's relatives."

Tang Que glanced outside the door.

There was already noise outside.

When Lu Juan and Tang Que went out, they saw Dai Yuanyang and He Chong fighting again, but they were quickly stopped by others.

"I don't know any cheats at all. I have that thing. I can keep it for myself or take it back to the university's research room. Why should I throw it to you?"

Dai Yuanyang said, it seemed to make sense.

"There is a serious problem with that book. I just confirmed it. You'd better not read it casually. To ensure safety, I will carry it with me."

Lu Jian turned around and picked up the booklet on the altar.

Suddenly, Lu Jian felt something was wrong.

He looked up.

Then he found that the eyes of the weird Fang Geng's god statue were staring at him, the eyes were sharp, like real sharpness, and made the back of Lu Jian's neck feel a chill.

"Is there something wrong with this god?"

Lu Bian asked.

Tang Que and Shi Buwen walked in to take a look, and were also a little surprised.

Lu Jian's [True Sight] scanned the statue, but found nothing. It was just a stone statue.

"It might not be peaceful tonight."

Shi Buwen said in a deep voice.

He looked at the weird statue as if he had seen through time.

...

evening.

After dinner, the night also shrouded Jiangcheng Mountain.

For Lu Jian who lived and grew up in the city, the night in the mountains is very dark.

There are no street lights here, and no light from other buildings. In this gloom where even the moonlight is shrouded in clouds, darkness grows.

Human beings are instinctively afraid of the dark, which is the fear of the unknown and danger.

Lu Jian didn't feel fear, he just felt that it was very dark, only the lights in this courtyard gave people some warmth.

He went to take another look, and the statue's eyes were fixed on the position of the altar, motionless.

Jiu Chuanren has already started to go out to find the whereabouts of Yupei.