"I don't think it can be trusted at all."

Wu Rong threw it away after using it, and coldly sealed the plaster head back into the golden box. He returned to the living room and heard Su Xiaomi muttering, "How could Sir Leo be as bad as he said."

"It does say a lot differently than the historical record does."

Bai Gu didn't jump to conclusions. After all, he didn't touch the seven tiankengs in his last life. This touched his knowledge blind spot: "What do you think, cousin?"

"A total of nine people went to the Great Tiankeng."

Wu Rong sat on the sofa with a little green snake wrapped around her wrist: "But there are seven big tiankengs in total."

Xima Gyatso suppressed You Potan Tiankeng, and Vivian Saintess suppressed San Litoni Tiankeng. If such a one-on-one calculation is really used, there will be two vacant people in the hero team back then.

It's just that the records back then were incomplete, and it may also be because a certain big tiankeng was too powerful and needed two heroes to suppress it together. No one ever thought about plaster heads - Sir Leo was cowardly and snobbish and didn't even enter the sinkhole, the idea is blasphemous to heroes, and someone who publicly preaches it may even be arrested for insulting martyrs .

But Wu Rong's thinking has not solidified, and his respect for the nine heroes is not too real. After all, he was born again, and there are no nine heroes in the ordinary world he lives in, so he can more fully consider the plaster head.

"It doesn't describe Leo as it does Inspector Angus."

"That's right! Inspector Angus is called the descendant of Sir Leo in existence by the European Union!"

Hearing that Wu Rong seemed to be echoing his point of view, Su Xiaomi became happy and plausible: "If Sir Leo is really what that head said, how could Grandmaster Fu take him to the seven tiankengs!"

Indeed, the eight strongest people in the world who gathered around Master Fu at that time performed the feat of sacrificing themselves to suppress the tiankeng. If the morals were really low, people would not be selected into the team. It's just that if you know people, you don't know your face, and you don't know your heart. Maybe someone will show their true and ugly side in front of death.

From any information, including the dictation of Inspector Angus, Sir Leo is a great hero with courage, resourcefulness, and love. Contrary to what the plaster head said. The only similarity is probably that both Angus and the plaster head are called Leo. While Inspector Angus said 'Grandpa didn't like the title of Sir, it's just Leo', the plaster head said he didn't deserve the title of Sir.

Another thing that surprised Wu Rong was the news about Fei Leng Cui. Wu Rong still remembered the three sentences Bai Mei said to him. The last sentence was "If you want to know everything, take the deceiver to Feilengcui. Someone will wait for you there." The two sentences on the parchment were warnings People want to be honest and trustworthy, but they are marked with a cross. The opposite of honesty and trustworthiness is deception.

The two pieces of information were both related to deception, which reminded Wu Rong of plastering the head of a liar. But the head said that Sir Leo used to be in the Emerald Salesian Home.

That's probably where the key lies.

Copying the Bible by hand only caused the big ghost to change his mood, and did not unblock it. Summing up the experience of the previous two times, the knee bone bell, Zhou Jin and the handwritten Bible are all things related to the nine heroes, but it is not them that really unseal the big ghost, but what these things further point to. But the Fei Leng Cui Salesian House was far away in the European Union, and it was destroyed in the flames of war, leaving only the newly built ruins.

It is now impossible for Wu Rong to leave the Asia Union and go to the other side of the ocean, this clue can only be shelved for the time being.

The next afternoon, he took Su Xiaomi to the training hall that he had made an appointment with earlier. When I was on the road, I saw four colored ribbons hanging in front of the shops on both sides of the street. The faces of the children running and laughing on the street were covered with stickers of nine stars and flags of different colors on the red background. Many young people wearing volunteer armbands enthusiastically and spontaneously brought water and snacks to the special police officers patrolling the road.

When they arrived at the Red Star training hall, Wu Rong found a string of red lanterns decorated for Chinese New Year hanging at the entrance, and a huge 'flower pot' was placed in the center of the hall, with a two-meter-tall pine tree planted in it.

"Heroes' Day is almost here."

It was the last time the person in charge came to receive Wu Rong, and when he saw him standing in front of the pine tree, he smiled and said to him: "Before leaving, Great Master Fu broke a pine branch from Longhu Mountain, which represents integrity, ordinaryness and greatness, and Strong and determined character. They are true warriors, true heroes."

"this."

The person in charge patted the donation box under the small pine tree: "The money in it will be handed over to the Hero Foundation, distributed to their descendants and some named charities."

"Didn't you start preparing half a month in advance before?"

Su Xiaomi took out her wallet with familiarity, and inside it were banknotes prepared in advance. The young man who valued money very much on weekdays didn't hesitate to stuff five red cards in, and asked curiously.

"Special times, special preparations."

The smile on the person in charge's face faded, and his solemn expression revealed the seriousness and determination of a soldier, and he said softly: "The people will not despair if the hero's will is not defeated."

Indeed, due to the actions of the Ministry of Public Security and the military over the past few days, the stagnant and tense atmosphere over the safe zone has been slightly relieved, and the streets that have been empty for several days have also become a little busier. Over the years, heroes are no longer just nine powerful people to the people, but more like a will, a symbol, representing the belief that human beings can finally defeat the Great Tiankeng and ghosts.

During the war years, this kind of firm belief allowed human beings to persevere in the most difficult environment without giving up hope. But looking at the serious faces of Su Xiaomi and the person in charge of the training center, Wu Rong suddenly thought of what happened recently. When the seal was no longer secure, the seven tiankengs started rioting again. Will human beings re-elect new heroes and follow the old path of their predecessors?

If there was anyone who was most suitable to be a leader like Grandmaster Fu back then, Wu Rong's first thought would be Fu Qing. They both came from Longhushan and belong to the Fu family, so their future prospects are limitless.

But as soon as Fu Qing was connected with the word "sacrifice", Wu Rong subconsciously frowned. Obviously he didn't care about his own death, but Wu Rong couldn't bear the thought of Fu Qing's death. What happened in the "last life" in the end, he should be dead, Master Ling Yun and Huang Mao are very likely to be dead as well. What about Fu Qing?

What was the ending of Fu Qing in her previous life? What would he do if it really came to a situation where the seven tiankengs were recovering and human beings were at stake?

"Head, boss."

Just when Wu Rong fell into deeper contemplation, Su Xiaomi's trembling voice came from the blood deed, trembling as if about to cry: "Fire, your fire!"

fire?

When Wu Rong regained consciousness, he saw Su Xiaomi and the person in charge staring at him dumbfounded, and the burning fire in his hand——

Whoosh!

The golden red Zhengyang flame danced happily at Wu Rong's fingertips, and suddenly burned into a big fireball as if showing existence, and the flying sparks successfully blackened half of the small pine tree.

Wu Rong: …

After compensating for the loss of the pine tree, Wu Rong and Su Xiaomi went to the solo training room he reserved under the leadership of the sweaty person in charge. Originally, he planned to call out the big ghost in this fully enclosed and safe environment and let Su Zheng take a look at it, but this small flame somewhat disrupted his plan.

"Shhhhh!"

The walnut-sized golden red fire ball was nestled in Wu Rong's pocket, and he looked around while holding the pocket, like a bird with gorgeous feathers, but it couldn't be too far away from Wu Rong's belly. The Zhengyang fire seed implanted in the dantian came out, which was something Wu Rong never thought about!

Moreover, the temper of this group of fire is very violent, except for Wu Rong, everyone else is regarded as an enemy. Just now Su Xiaomi looked at it curiously and burned all the little Taoist's hair! Now Su Xiaomi's forehead was bald and black, and after washing off the black ash, her hairline moved up ten centimeters, as if she had been bald before a teenager. She was ashamed and bought herself a hat to wear.

"It should be that the fire has stabilized."

Su Xiaomi guessed that looking at the cute and harmless fire ball was like looking at a little devil: "But it shouldn't be like this."

Wu Rong's body was full of yin energy, and there were big ghosts and Gu species, so Fu Qing, who could provide yang energy, was not by his side. Zhengyang Fire Seed should be in a tense state of fighting with 'sky' and 'earth', how could it be possible to come out so swaggeringly? Could it be that the environment in Wu Rong's body made him feel safe?

But there is a big ghost here!

Su Xiaomi couldn't figure it out, and Wu Rong was also wondering why the fire ball came out. Could it be that he thought of Fu Qing just now?

"Shhhhh!"

The golden red fire group immediately ignited more vigorously, and the golden flames mixed in the red flames were like round eyes, full of vitality and energy, and it was a small fire of spirit that was full of vigor and high spirits.

But the training room rented by Wu Rong has a time limit, and the time is counted from the moment he enters, so he doesn't have much time to make this fire, thinking about how to stuff it back into his dantian.

"To the vagina?"

"Well, it will go back and adjust when it's exhausted from killing Yin Qi."

Su Xiaomi said distressedly: "But this is Daoist Fu's positive fire."

It is not afraid of ordinary Yin Qi.

Sure enough, Wu Rong tried to release a few wisps of Yin Qi, but they were all swallowed up by the fire ball like a snack. Not only did the flame not fade, but it became more vigorous. Just like Fu Qing, Yin Qi can arouse its infinite fighting spirit. No more useless temptations, Wu Rong condensed Yin Qi on his fingertips, forming a ball. After returning from Jieyang, he has reached a new level of control over his own yin energy, which can be called a perfect one.

More and more Yin Qi was drawn out by Wu Rong and poured into his fingertips. At the same time, he kept compressing the Yin Qi mass until it became a dense black point that was almost solid.

call out!

A cold and eerie fire ignited from Wu Rong's fingertips, it was the black flame he used to drive Bai Mei back in Jieyang Ghost Land. At this moment, under Wu Rong's control, it condensed into a black bean-like fireball. The flame condensed by Yin Qi is fundamentally different from the lively and irritable Zhengyang Fire. It is slow, condensed, and does not like to move like a hibernating cold-blooded animal. When Wu Rong flicked the yin-qi fireball into the positive-yang fire, the golden-red fireball, which has always been reckless and daring, let out a chi-chi sound as if it was approaching a formidable enemy.

"Chi Chi!"

The golden red flame quickly swallowed the black fire ball, and the flames seemed to swallow it up and extinguish it. But no matter how the golden red flame rolled like a sea wave, and the Yin Qi fire ball was tossed and fiddled with like fried beans, the black fire ball remained unchanged, lazily being manipulated at will, like a turtle shrunk into its shell. The golden red fire ball is like a mouse biting a tortoise - there is no way to eat it. In the end, with a frantic '咻', he took the initiative to roll the black fire ball back to Wu Rong's dantian.

It's going to go to its own territory to get this nasty little thing!

"let's start."

"Um!"

After solving the small trouble, Wu Rong slowly eased the bandage on his left arm in front of the amazed Su Xiaomi, revealing the left arm covered with red ghost patterns. The cold air permeated instantly, the walls of the training room were covered with dew, and the dense fog filled the air. In the indistinct fog, a tall translucent phantom stood indifferently behind Wu Rong, holding Wu Rong's left arm with one hand, and with the other But there was already a posture of holding him in his arms, with his hands faintly resting on Wu Rong's lower abdomen.

At the same time, in the downstairs lobby of the Red Star training hall, the manager in charge nodded and bowed, and personally received two special guests from the door.

The author has something to say: The Big Ghost Abortion (Fire) Clinic has opened! With the east wind blowing and the drums beating, abortion cannot be separated from the Southern Sledge Hammer!

The big ghost [stroking Wu Rong's lower abdomen indifferently]: The big hammer is eighty, the small hammer is forty, Shanrong is free.