Chapter 38: .The top of the tower

Since Jie Hai has been in a coma, he has not been aware of personnel and has no idea of ​​the drastic changes happening around him. When he woke up in a daze, before opening his eyes, he subconsciously took a deep breath, feeling his whole body comfortable, as if all the pores were happily opened, and exhausted the depression that had been depressed for a long time.
He was immersed in this pleasure and gasped greedily for a moment, finally opened his eyelids and looked at his situation. His memory still stayed when he was surrounded by water polo, only remembering that Yu Ming faintly heard that he was going to find someone, no matter who he was looking for, it must be of no benefit to him...Who would want to go for a poor student? Offend the son of the dignified Jade Palace? Thinking about it this way, the strange book must have been taken away by the other party...
He thought he would be locked up in a certain cell, but unexpectedly, he was lying on a small bamboo bed at the moment, and in front of him was a bamboo house with elegant and warm decoration. One door, four windows, all you can see are bamboo furniture glowing with lavender, bamboo chairs, bamboo cabinets and bamboo floors, simply without decorative patterns. There are many ink and wash scrolls hung on the four bamboo walls, and the paper is a little yellow under bright light, which obviously has gone through many years of precipitation.
Where am I? Jie Hai looked around this unfamiliar room in a daze, with doubts in his heart, but suddenly a thunderous grunt came from his stomach. An unprecedented hunger rushed into his heart, making him frown and grinning. , Oops a few times. So hungry, almost starving to death! How long have I been in a coma... He can't bear the hunger tide that the big wave rolls over. He was holding his stomach and was about to turn over and get out of bed looking for someone to ask about the situation, but he heard a lazy greeting from afar: "Wake up." Come out now."
It turns out there are still people here, which is great! Jie Hai quickly replied in a loud voice, got out of bed and ran a few steps before jumping to the door to look. Outside the house is a very quiet purple bamboo forest. The curved blue brick path extends from the door to the octagonal bamboo pavilion hidden in the forest. There are a few stone-carved low lights scattered along the road, which are of different lengths and are carved in a simple atmosphere. A shallow stream passed by the door, and slender golden carp leaped out of the gurgling water from time to time, flashing a dazzling light under the oblique sunset.
Is it already evening? No wonder the stomach is so hungry... Jie Hai looked at the setting sun in the sky and thought he had found the reason, and rubbed his stomach as if soothing. He walked slowly along the stone road, and finally saw the words by the small bamboo pavilion. By. The man was sitting leaning against him on a bamboo chair in the corner of the pavilion, with white clothes and purple hair, his feet covered with wooden clogs casually tilted out of the wooden railing, and a coin flew up and down in his hand, looking very comfortable.
This is not... As soon as Jiehai saw this person, the words "Big Brother Yunxuan" immediately appeared in his mind. Fortunately, he hurriedly covered his mouth without screaming, but doubts arose in his heart. Where did this name come from... The young man vaguely remembered meeting him at the entrance of the old temple's bookstore, but there was no other impression other than that.
He thought for a while, but still didn't dare to be rashly matched. He just bowed, lowered his voice and cautiously asked: "This...sir, may I ask where is this? Why am I here?"
Yun Xuan lay on the chair and glanced at him, but did not answer. He still tossed a coin casually, and smiled like a schadenfreude: "Boy, do you know that you have gotten into trouble?"
disaster? Jiehai's head was full of question marks, and he didn't understand what he meant. At best, he had had some disputes with Yuming. Can't it be described as a catastrophe? What's more, it was originally the other party who started to bully people first. What can an ordinary high school student do? It must be Yuming who reversed black and white behind his back... He thought of this and muttered bitterly: "Sir, don't you listen to some people distorting the facts, this is the situation..."
He slowly began to explain from the beginning, speaking of the college being closed early in the morning, he was going out in an emergency, and he had signed the record but was made things difficult by Yuming in every possible way. It seemed to be filled with bitterness.
Yun Xuan lost his patience when he heard his long-winded explanation halfway through, and interrupted repeatedly: "It's all right, who told you these things?" He shook the flying coin suddenly and sank his face. Come, with the coercion of the superior, he coldly shouted towards Jie Hai: "Do you want to know what disaster you have caused? Humph! The entire college was almost destroyed by you, and many people were injured. It is really majestic. Now countless people outside are looking for trouble with you, don’t blame me for not reminding you, if they catch you again, even I won’t be able to save you."
"What?" Jie Hai was stunned on the spot, this...Is this talking about himself? He only found it unbelievable, and in a hurry, he stammered and asked: "Sir, you, you...you can't make a mistake, are you? How could I do those things? I'm just a mortal, how could there be such a big deal? power!"
"A mortal?" Yun Xuan smiled coldly, then flashed a white light wrapped around Jiehai's right hand, the dazzling light completely concealed his palm, as if wearing a glowing glove.
Jiehai was taken aback by the divine power that came from this surprise attack, and reflexively stepped back a few steps, shaking his hand vigorously, and then realizing that the white light seemed innocent, but rather soft and moist like a hot spring. The general touch, then stopped in doubt.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the white light on his hand. He was thinking about interrogation. He suddenly felt that his heart was beating wildly. A strange numbness came from the palm of his hand, and then the black light appeared, flowing and spreading on the palm, becoming thin. The black film blocked the white light from contacting his body.
"This...what!" There was an inexplicable layer of black varnish on his hand. Jie Hai couldn't help but screamed in shock. He rubbed his palms desperately to wipe it off, but even if he rubbed his hands until it hurts. The black light didn't diminish in the slightest.
"Don't waste your energy..." Yun Xuan stood up at some point, holding a small wooden pipe in his hand, and walking slowly to the boy, "You are indeed a mortal, but you are now possessed by the evil god. , Have you ever heard of the power of the Heretic God? Humph..." He squinted his eyes and took a cigarette, and prankly spit out white circles at him, grinning with two rows of white teeth, and grinning a little gloomily.
The power of Cthulhu? Where did Jiehai have heard such unthinkable things, and he felt ashamed of being struck by lightning. He always kept mortals away from things like divine power, not to mention the power of evil gods! He panicked for a while, and tremblingly asked: "Sir, this... how can this evil attach to me?"
"You ask me, I ask who to go..." Yun Xuan held the pipe in his right hand, leaning on the pavilion column leisurely, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Jie Hai was speechless and couldn't say anything. After a while, he murmured like: "Why did you find me..."
"Isn't it... So many people were present at the time, so how come they were attached to you, it's really ‘good luck’." Seeing him getting the bait, Yun Xuan added fuel and jealousy, and shook his head pretending to be sorry.
When Jiehai heard him talk about the situation, he whispered aggrievedly: "Sir, you also know...I fainted at the time, and I don't remember what happened. It was a ghost caused by the power of the evil god. I really can't blame me for this..."
"Nonsense..." The priest sneered lazily and sneered again. "Even if I don't blame it, the wounded outside can't spare you. You're betrayed by this black pot..."
The wounded...Jie Hai was immediately dumb. Although they didn't know what was going on at that time, they must have been injured because of this evil force. He couldn't say that they hurt people deliberately, but they couldn't get rid of the relationship. Thinking like this, he asked anxiously: "...sir, are those people seriously injured?"
Yun Xuan was sluggish when he was asked, but he made up all of these things. Where did he tell the truth, he rebuked at the moment: "You still want to control others, look at yourself, wait for this evil force to continue. If it erodes, your life will be hard to save."
Jiehai subconsciously looked at the light ball in his hand again. Although this sudden divine light made him very scared, there was nothing wrong with it except for a slight itching. He overturned his hand and looked carefully, and asked hesitantly. "Will it be so serious?"
Seeing that he did not believe him, the priest threw out a few white lights around Jiehai's body, leaving only his head. In the blink of an eye, the black film also suddenly stretched, still firmly blocking the white light enveloped area, without showing any weakness.
In the confrontation between black and white divine light, Jiehai felt that his whole body was firmly fixed by inexplicable power and could not be controlled at all. Then, a slight sting like ant bites came from everywhere on the skin, which made his scalp numb.
"The evil power of darkness is now deeply hidden in your body. These are just the slightest side effects..." The priest dragged his tail and put on an unpredictable posture, "The evil power was not as simple as it is now. , If it weren’t for me to take the shot in time, you would have been turned into flying ash, where is your life.

He took a few more puffs of cigarettes here, admiring Jiehai's pale but speechless appearance with a sullen face, and then he waved his hand to retract his divine power. After a few seconds, the black mask slowly melted because of the loss of the opponent, and shrank back into the body of the sea, without a trace of it being revealed.
"Much...Thank you, Mr." Jiehai said in a daze, with cold sweat on his face, as if he really walked back from the gate of the ghost. He wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his heartbeat was not stable yet, and he heard the priest say lightly.
"Don't rush to thank... This evil god's power is only temporarily suppressed by me, and it will become stronger and stronger in your body. At that time, once my power can't resist... hum, bang!" He suddenly learned The whisper of the explosion made Jiehai tremble again, and his sweaty hand stopped on his forehead and did not dare to move, his face turned white into snowflake paper.
"Then...what can I do? Please help me, Mr.!" The young man grasped the only life-saving straw in a dumb voice, his heart was hanging in his throat, for fear that the other party would say nothing.
"What to do?" The priest smoked a pipe and shook his head indifferently. "How do I know that I have never been possessed by the evil god."
When Jie Hai heard this, he became anxious, and he didn't think much about it. He stepped forward and grabbed his arm tightly, and begged: "Sir, you are so magical, there must be a way! You must save me Yeah!"
"Quickly let go! What are you doing?" Yun Xuan frowned and shook his hand off, and patted his sleeves in disgust. Seeing that he was unconscious and conscious that he should have reached the fire, he coughed and sold. Guan Zi said, "There is one way...it depends on your willingness."
"Yes! Sir, I am sure I do! You can say it."
"From today, you must stay here...I will use my power to help you expel the evil god, and I won't take a step here until it is completely eliminated."
Can not Go Out? How can the school and the bookstore explain... Jie Hai was taken aback for a moment, and he asked: "Sir, can you... let me go out and report a letter first?"
"Yes, of course I have no objection..." Yun Xuan pretended to wave his hand carelessly, and said indifferently, "It's just that if you go out and get caught, don't think I will save you again. ..."
"Uh..." Jie Hai thought of the emotionally excited injured people he was talking about. His cold sweat came down. He swallowed his saliva with a dismal expression and asked, "Sir, then...how long does it take to learn?"
"How long?" Yun Xuan chuckled, looking at him with a subtle expression, curling up the corners of his lips with a cunning look, "Then it depends on your luck..."
Seeing that the other party didn't want to say anything, Jie Hai sighed, but he was really helpless. He has only two paths now, either staying or...probably it is really a dead end. Is this still optional? He was afraid of making the other party unhappy again, so he could only say yes, but he felt a little melancholy besides being grateful, followed by a series of hungry screams in his stomach, but he didn't know how to make it. Go inside.
Seeing that Yun Xuan had deceived the young man, he was smoking a pipe and was secretly proud, and almost laughed when he heard the urging chirp. With a stubborn face, he stuffed his pipe into his pocket, glaring at Jiehai pretendingly, and shouted: "It's really useless... Wait here, I'll ask someone to get you some food."
The boy blushed and replied, looking at the back of the other person who was going away without delay, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked loudly: "Sir, what is this place?"
The priest paused slightly, said the word "Holy Tower" without looking back, and disappeared into the bamboo forest in large strides.
Holy tower? Jie Hai looked around again in astonishment, all his eyes were full of dense purple bamboo, as if boundless, the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky was shining, and the ground was green green grass. Where can I see the slightest form of being in the tower!
This is actually a holy tower? He was unsuspectingly placed in the holy place he longed for, and for a moment he felt a hundred kinds of tastes rushing to his heart, and he could only stand in place as if he had settled, staring blankly at the bamboo sea dancing with the wind.
If the field of vision is extended to the outside, there is always an end to this vast bamboo forest, but at that end, there is a broader and endless wave of clouds. Amidst the clouds and mist, the white tower carved with strange patterns is looming, and the nearly disc-shaped purple bamboo holy land is like a floating island in the sky, standing on the top of the towering tower that penetrates the world.