Until I marry Jin Jingling

There was a strange eerieness about the whole thing.

In a hotel for foreigners, the front desk will guide them to the Luji couple.Then one of the couple is a local companion, and the other is a scholar who has a deep understanding of the history of Mandal.

and……

"For yesterday's meal, although Mrs. Luji tried her best to make the two kinds of meat look similar. But, for those of us, the taste of the meat cannot be covered up even with strong spices." Greg Luria raised the corners of her lips, she didn't look weak at all.

"Rat meat, I think I'm right."

Mr. Lu Ji's expression changed instantly.

"I really underestimated you." Mr. Lu Ji knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and his current position was still some distance from the Gulanov ruins, so he couldn't use it to escape.

"However, you have repeatedly driven us away. Does this mean that you don't want to continue to do this?"

Gloria's eloquence may not be as good as Kuroro, who is good at deceiving others, but when she speaks in a low voice and slowly, everyone will be impressed by her.

"You know, I've seen too many hunters say that to me. They always ask me to save them before they die, and then take me to rebel against the whole Mandal Town, but what's the use of it? How can they save this cursed town when they already need to be saved by others."

Lu Ji changed his normal behavior and spoke with emotion. The veins on the top of his head popped, and he waved his fists, but he didn't speak aggressively at Gloria and the others.

After violently pulling down the spiral plant next to him, Mr. Lu Ji sat directly on the ground, "Anyway, you won't go to the Gulanov ruins with me, why don't you listen to my story here."

Gloria raised her hand to set up the barrier, "I would like to hear more about it."

In fact, Mandal Town was originally a border guard around Guranov.In ancient times, Gulanov was a martial country.

They live by the sea, do not engage in farming, but live by fishing.During the fishing moratorium, martial soldiers would pretend to be pirates, burn, kill and loot all the way.

The racial concept in the country made the Gulanovs proud of their appearance. This group of Gulanovs with black curly hair and fair skin seemed to have been blessed, and they would commit genocide every time they went to a village.

Kill the men and children in the village, snatch the woman with black curly hair and white skin as a concubine, and give birth to a child that fits Mrs. Gulano's aesthetics.

Other ordinary-looking women were used as military prostitutes and followed the pirate ship to the next village.

If they got sick on the road, they were treated like condiments on a boring voyage.

The venerable veteran of the ship will choose the weakest child, let him slit the throat of the sick woman, and then push her into the deep sea.

In the beginning, the wise king of Gulanov would also formulate laws to allow his troops to restrain themselves and reduce killing.But he died of typhoid fever, leaving behind a young son.

And this new king who later led to the destruction of the Gulanov dynasty is called the mad king by historians.

Compared with his father, who still knows how to control himself, the mad king was only 15 years old when he came to the throne, which was the time when he was not disciplined.

He led the team to go to battle in person, throughout the whole year with activities only during the fishing moratorium.The invincible Mad King enslaves all non-Gurlano ladies, and their plunder becomes the norm.

But until, they came to a small island that had never appeared on the map because the ship ran aground.

Beautifully dressed priestesses entertained the traveling guests.Compared with Gulanov, which is already a feudal monarchy, the villagers on the island still maintain an uncivilized matrilineal society.

The Mad King found it interesting, and he was often accompanied by a military adviser who was born in Mandal Town, and they were entertained by this group of hospitable aborigines.

In the middle of the night, the beautiful girls twisted their bodies to their heart's content by the campfire, showing the most beautiful dancing postures.The Mad King dragged the older priestess into the tent.

tender night...

The next day, when the priestess opened her eyes and was about to send blessings to her lover, the curtain of the tent was thrown open, and the mad king threw a bag in front of the woman with blood on his face.

The bright red blood stained the white cloth, and the priestess lifted the white cloth with trembling hands.

Her young son died with his eyes wide open, staring at his mother as if he was questioning something.

The mad king laughed, and stretched out his hand to the priestess, "You can only belong to me, you are unique, and the existence of other people will only make your unique value worthless."

In the early morning, under the command of the Mad King, this group of friendly guests who were singing and dancing with the aborigines yesterday turned into executioners wielding broadswords the next day.Some girls who were happy with them were enjoying tenderness one second, and died the next second.

The priestess swallowed her tears, took the mad king's hand and returned to Gulanov with him.

The ships heading towards Gulanov didn't realize that behind them, behind the fog, there was a huge black shadow faintly flashing past.

In the deep sea, the current fluctuates rapidly, and a group of summoned creatures swim quickly underwater.

The priestess was locked in the house by the mad king. She faced her hometown and repeated the ancient spell over and over again.

Back in Gulanov, the priestess became the mad king's concubine.

For some reason, the Mad King's health has deteriorated day by day since his return.He would tell every day that strange things grabbed his ankle at night, and the beautiful and considerate priestess told him the solution.

"My lord, they came back to you because they were hungry. As long as you meet their requirements, both you and the country will be taken care of by them." The priestess seduced the king who had begun to fear.

Other people's lives are worth nothing to the Mad King.Under the suggestion of the priestess, he threw the maid beside him into the sea in the middle of the night.

Sure enough, as the priestess said, he didn't have a nightmare that night, but he heard from the surrounding fishermen that they caught far more fish than the harvest period during this fishing moratorium.

The mad king, who has been overwhelmed by the brilliance of his fathers, began to believe in the priestess. He once threw people of other races into the sea, but that terrifying shadow still accompanies him.

Could it be that group of dark Mrs. Gulano who like to be favored by heaven the most?

For the sake of the country, no, it should be said that for himself, the Mad King formed a team in secret, and their leader was the military division who was born in Mandal.

After a while, the whole country shuts its doors at night.Because these days, people continue to disappear.

The people hope to get an explanation from the Mad King, but since that trip, the Mad King has hardly appeared in public.

The king of Gulanov can kill people of other races, but he can't treat his own people like this.

The knight commander and his men broke into the palace late at night, and they smashed the door of the mad king's bedroom.

On the empty bed, a bloated body in a king's robe swayed up and down, making strange noises from its mouth.

Could it be that he favored a certain concubine again?

The knight commander walked up, and just as he was about to question the king, the body stopped and slowly turned around.

No one knows what happened that day, but it was the coup d'état that night that made the entire history of Guranov stagnant on that night.

But Mandal, as a place of border defense, is not implicated.But they also seemed to be cursed and turned into strange appearances.

"This is probably a story that every Mandalian is familiar with. But what they don't know is that hundreds of years later, the priests of Mandal are still following the tradition of the mad king, offering sacrifices to the gods in exchange for food."

Mr. Lu Ji smiled wryly, "But Mandal priests, the object of tribute is not the group of gods, but the ruins of Gulanov."

"Everyone thinks that Gulanov is a dead city, but I know that in the middle of the night, the mad king's palace will still make terrifying noises."

The expressions on the faces of the four people present were a little stiff, and Gloria frowned.

Kuroro continued to use his abilities to know more things, "Is there anything else you know?"

Mr. Lu Ji shook his head, "Although my wife is a priest, I only know this, but I already know much more than other Mandals. How beautiful it is, and everything today stems from a curse."

Before letting Luke lose control, Gilgamesh suddenly asked, "What's going on with Aroa?"

Aroya, the strange son of a restaurateur.

Mr. Lu Ji was stunned, and after a while he said: "Aroya, she is a good person. She came to Mandal with her remarried mother, and her mother married the previous priest."

An hour later, Mr. Lu Ji stood there blankly. He looked around and found that the four people were nowhere to be seen.

And in his memory, those four people entered the Gulanov ruins.

His mission should have been completed...

Mr. Luke made a prayer gesture and expressed his blessing to Gloria and the four.

Their deaths are for the rebirth of Mandal Town. With their existence, the fishing industry in Mandal Town can become more and more prosperous.

night……

Aroya is sitting at the port by the sea, holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers in her hand.In her hometown, this is the flower that is used to pay homage to the dead.

In the afternoon, Mr. Lu Ji came back alone. As the stepdaughter of the former priest, she naturally knew what this meant.

"I hope you will die without pain." Aroya was no longer insane, she threw the flowers into the pit dug earlier.

The ocean is too scary to swallow these beautiful flowers.

"I don't think we missed our appointment." Just as Aroya was about to leave, Gloria suddenly appeared. Her long golden hair shone in the moonlight, like a goddess of the moon and night, emitting a circle of light.