Merit Book·Xinghai

Lin Lai and the two of them were also taken aback, but he soon discovered that Rong Yuan had appeared here at some point. He was standing next to the coffin. Although there was no evidence, Lin Lai felt that the old man's actions must have something to do with him. .

The two quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Although in terms of race, Rong Yuan is an alien, white coats and others are their kind, but I don't know why, compared to the same Zhongwu star, they are more willing to believe that this is actually only on TV before. Aliens seen on Earth.

The old man in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. Those dry and cloudy eyes were filled with a breathtaking light, like a ghost crawling out of hell!

"Ho...ho...ho..."

Difficult and dry breathing sounded from the old man's throat, as if someone with poor skills was playing an old and dilapidated accordion, hoarse and harsh.

The white coat was so frightened that its eyes were straightened, and it kept screaming, desperately trying to shake off the old man's hand, but the old man was as strong as an old man with a dead tree trunk. He held on to the white coat tightly, his fingers seemed to be clamped into his arms.

"What do you want to do……"

The old man asked word by word, his hazy eyes were fixed on the white coat, and the incomplete and yellowed teeth in his shriveled mouth were sharp and sharp, as if he wanted to bite his neck and suck his blood dry!

The white coat used hands and feet together, slapped and beat him repeatedly, and finally broke free from the old man's restraint, and ran out with both hands and feet.

The old man ignored him, he was panting with difficulty, his chest beating like a bellows.He raised his eyes, looked at Lin Lai and the two coldly, and asked grimly, "You... who are...?"

While speaking, he quietly pressed his hand beside the coffin.

Linlai suddenly felt a great danger, he glanced at Rongyuan, and didn't get any instructions, so he pretended to be a little scared in respect, raised his hands to signal harmlessness, and said: "I'm the researcher Bram here. , he is Li Gui, I...we came with that person just now."

The old man's eyes were cold, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.Lin Lai tried his best to smile, but felt as if a fierce tiger was clinging to his back panting, and after a while, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

After a while, the old man lowered his eyes and said, "Get lost!"

Lin Lai and Mo Gui hurriedly backed away, but they walked more and more slowly, and they still hadn't left the room after a while.

The old man who seemed to have come back from the dead didn't bother to pay attention to or urge them anymore. He spread out the thing he was holding tightly in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then, as if relieved, he rolled it up again, still holding it tightly in his hand, A terrible smile appeared on the old face.

It looked like he had gotten a life-saving straw.

Lin Lai was a little puzzled, and he looked at Mo Gui.Because he knew that Mo Gui had very good eyesight, even if he was so far away, he could still read the words on the scroll.

Mo Gui's lips moved slightly, and he said silently: "Bandage, there is blood."

——It turned out not to be a scroll, but a used bandage?

Lin Lai was a little surprised, somehow, he connected the bandage with Rong Yuan who was still standing beside the coffin.

Rong Yuan lowered his eyes and also looked at the bandage, but there was still no expression on his face.

Lin Lai and the two backed out.

It's not that the old man didn't pay attention to their movements at all.After the two of them left completely, he pressed twice on the side wall of the coffin, and the door closed immediately, and the air-conditioning began to blow out again.

The old man shivered, and reached out to press another button, ready to re-enter the freezer.

He didn't die, but when his body's functions were exhausted to the extreme and could no longer be maintained, he entered the freezer chamber using a freezer inherited from an unknown technological civilization long ago, whose principle Zhong Wuxing hadn't actually been able to decipher at present. state, waiting for the future technology to develop to a certain level before being awakened.

At least, that's what he expected.

Now, the unworthy descendant would open the freezer without the right conditions, and even want to steal the treasure that he regards as life in his hands. This is something he cannot tolerate.However, after the freezing state was lifted, he could clearly feel that his life was passing by every minute and every second. If he continued to stay outside, he might die soon.

Therefore, he didn't pursue the descendant who seemed to be on the verge of mental breakdown, nor did he pay attention to the two researchers who didn't know the truth. He just forced them away, and then returned to the freezer, waiting for the moment when he should really wake up.

It's not that he didn't know that letting them go would cause hidden dangers in the future. Before entering the freezer, the old man had already anticipated various situations and left a backup countermeasure.

It's just that, for things like hole cards, it's better to use them or not. The cards that are not played are the most deterrent. If they are played... I am afraid that he will be the next one to die.

Although he woke up from a deep sleep for only a moment, and his brain was not in the most lucid state, various thoughts and considerations had already turned in the old man's mind, and at the same time, his trembling fingers had already touched the freezing button.

"When I was injured by the Star Destroyer, you cried and bandaged my wound. I always thought it was because of the respect and love of the students for the teacher. Although it was not necessary, I still asked you to help treat the wound. .”

At this time, a faint voice seemed to ring in his ears. It had been a long time since he heard this voice, but it seemed to be engraved in the depths of his memory. The moment he heard it again, he immediately recognized it. Immediately, his whole body became stiff, his fingers trembled, but he couldn't move at all.

The voice sighed softly:

"I didn't expect that from then on, no, maybe earlier... you started coveting my blood."

The voice was faint, as calm as he remembered it, as if it would not be shaken by anything.

But... the old man didn't know if it was his own delusion or fantasy, he always felt... there seemed to be an undetectable, deeply hidden pain in that voice.

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and the bandages on his hands seemed to weigh over a thousand catties, making it almost impossible to hold them.

The blood on the bandage, even after nearly 300 years, is still bright and dazzling red, which seems to prove that even now it is still as full of vitality as fresh blood, and it seems to remind him of his past betrayal and love every now and then. crimes committed.

The bandage was gently pulled away.

In the past, countless people wanted to take this bandage from him, and to penetrate the secret of longevity hidden in it, but all offended people were extinguished by the old man with thunder. Knowing the fate of coveting what he cherishes.

Even if his favorite woman and beloved child were snatched away by the enemy and threatened him as a hostage to exchange this bandage, he just indifferently let them shed the last drop of blood in panic and despair, and then launched revenge measures.

He never let go of the blood-stained bandage. Sometimes, he even felt that his life was tied to this small piece of cloth.

In fact, it is true to say so.Because of the blood on the bandage, he became the longest-lived among the companions he knew at the beginning—of course, those former companions either died or turned against each other later.

As long as he is not too stupid, people who live a long time will always have an advantage. He has developed an extremely large family power, and then he almost devotes all his energy to researching these bloods, using blood little by little The power in it kept him away from the god of death, and then he killed his son, grandson, great-grandson, and great-great-grandson...

However, although he lived a long time, he would still grow old, get sick, and get weaker and weaker.Moreover, taking these bloods seems to have brought an irreversible curse to his genes. His descendants lived shorter and shorter generations, always died suddenly without warning at a young age, and it was extremely difficult to reproduce.

The once-prosperous family is getting more and more withered. When the old man suddenly looks back one day, he finds that he doesn’t know when it started, and how many generations of his descendants belong to him. They no longer covet his precious bandages. They hate it. , as if hating himself.

After realizing the kind of hatred that cursed day and night and penetrated into the bone marrow, the old man was also sensitively aware that sooner or later his descendants would notice his weakness, and then they would definitely retaliate against him without hesitation.

The older people live, the more fearful they become of dying.The old man is probably the most afraid of death in the world.He is terribly afraid of death, but sadly finds that death is gradually approaching him.

So, after arranging the follow-up matters as perfectly as possible and ensuring that he would have the final counterattack as a deterrent under any circumstances, the old man tightly held the bandage that he regarded as his life, and lay down in the freezer.

There is nothing he can do, he can only entrust his hopes to the future.

There are only two things that can wake him up from his slumber——

First, according to a small part of the blood material and experimental requirements he left behind, the descendants found the hope of longevity and fulfilled his requirements.

Second, if someone tried to steal his bandage, he would crawl back from hell and bite his neck off even if he died.

But now, the bandages that are more important to the old man than his children, his lover, his family, the rise and fall of his race, and anything else are easily taken away, but he dare not refuse, dare not speak, and even raise his head He didn't even dare to look at that person.

Because the appearance of that person was his worst nightmare in these years!

Rong Yuan held the bandage in his hand, with a deep tired look on his face.

If it wasn't for Wandou waking up, the function of "Minor Book" was restored, and a long list of point deduction reminders popped up, he might never want to return to this place in his life;

If he hadn't come back to investigate the reasons for the innumerable points deducted items, he would never have imagined that the little blood he had shed because of injuries, let someone he still trusts and understands approach because of a soft heart His actions would cause such a long and heavy tragedy on this planet.

Because he is not the main person responsible, and he can even be said to be the victim of this incident, so although there are many points deducted in the "Book of Merit", the points deducted each time are very small. It's not even a muscle injury.

However, this kind of thing... is really...

Rong Yuan closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes turned into indifference again.

The bandage in his hand burst into flames, burning it to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Then he looked at the octogenarian who was still stiff and trembling slightly, and did not dare to lift his head, and said softly:

"In the past, you still had the courage to stab me with a knife, but now you don't even dare to look at me?"

"Qidan."