The brain of God turned his head, looked at Musta Hinako, and said, "She."

Yi Liya asked anxiously: "Where did Ling Zi go?"

The brain of God said: "She went looking for something."

"What are you looking for?"

"Find her herself," said the brain of the gods.

...

Sanctuary is the center of the main city of all races, standing in the sky, it is a veritable sky island.

This was once the realm of the God's Brain, and now it is the first front against the universe emperor Frieza, gathering the top combat power in this connecting point world.

Through the gate of the Andes Mountains, Shirou and others were teleported to the sanctuary.

"I didn't expect that the gate to the sanctuary would be in that cave!" Mordred pouted displeasedly, and walked out of the teleportation array slowly.

"Otherwise, how can the NPC that Pluto is assigned to be called the gatekeeper?" Morrigan said with a smile.

"Cut~!"

Mordred curled his lips, then reached out and grabbed Shi Lang's trouser legs, and asked, "Mom, what are we going to do now?"

Shirou did not respond, and Mordred looked up suspiciously.

Shirou still did not respond, but Altria next to him said aloud: "We need to find a hotel first."

Just as Mordred was about to curl his lips, Shirou nodded slightly and said with some difficulty: "Yes."

Mordred had nothing to say.

Seeing Shirou who reacted so strangely, Morrigan guessed a possibility and looked at Shirou and Altria in surprise.

Shi Lang nodded helplessly, then made a silent gesture to Morrigan, and then led the crowd towards the hotel on the side.

His movements are stiff and slow, like a patient who has just recovered from a serious illness, but in fact, his soul and body are becoming more and more different.

He can feel that his soul is gradually leaving this body, and he believes Altria also feels this way.

The displacement of the invisible vortex is disappearing...

Volume 7 Fanwai·Young A Zheng (1)

The brightly lit house is spacious and bright. There is a bright lamp burning in the house, and a bluestone is burning in it, and the curling blue smoke rises and coils in the house.

It is green sandalwood, which will have a faint fragrance when burned. It has the effect of concentration and meditation. It has always been a necessary thing for the celestial divination and sacrifice, dedicated practice, and sacrifices to the ancestors of various families and ancestors. However, the value of this item is very high.

Among the houses, bronze statues with beast heads on four sides were erected in the south, east, north and west. In the center of these bronze statues, there is an oil painter alchemist who is dancing the sword and asking for hexagrams.

Several copper coins were shaken in the tortoise shell in his hand.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong."

The copper coins jingle, like a black emperor's alarm bell, making those bystanders who have retreated to the edge to look around, their eyes and complexion tense.

Among these bystanders, the headed young man in a black robe was looking nervously at the alchemist who danced the sword and asked for hexagrams. His expression was panic and nervous, his palms trembling, and his feet trembling involuntarily.

Beside this black-robed youth, there was a young boy who had not yet full teeth. He was looking at the sword-dancing alchemist suspiciously and curiously with a pair of big watery eyes, and then stretched out his hand to pull the black-robed youth. On the sleeves of the sleeves, the milky voice asked milkily: "Father, what are you doing?"

"Worship the Four Emperors." The black-robed young man said without looking back.

Worship the Four Emperors? The young boy looked at the bronze statues of the four hideous heads of beasts suspiciously, and couldn't help feeling a little frightened in his heart.

He thought of the legend of Nian that the servant Li told him when he was young.

At this time, the alchemist's horizontal sword was picked, and several copper coins collapsed from the turtle shell, fell to the ground, and clinked.

The black-robed youth quickly stepped forward and asked, "Sir, how is my fate?"

The alchemist stretched out his hand and fetched the copper coins. After that, he looked at the black robe youth, shook his head, and said, "The king sent Wang Jun to attack Zhao, Handan is in danger. Zhao Wang will vent his anger with the son, and the son should prepare early. Right."

After that, the alchemist retired.

"Handan is in danger, Handan is in danger..."

The black-robed young man paced back and forth with a panic expression, and then gritted his teeth and cursed, "Wang Juan hurt me!"

At this moment, the young boy stretched out his hand to pull the young man's clothes and asked, "Father, what are the four emperors?"

The black-robed young man was very upset, and he heard the child questioning. He was annoyed, reaching out to slap him, but seeing his handsome and cute face again, he couldn't help calming down.

He thought to himself, I only have an heir of A Zheng. If I let him leave the sick and die, wouldn't I have no future? In this way, if I fail to predict, won't I have no heir to sacrifice to me?

So he held back his anger, and said to the young boy: "Don't be arrogant, go to your mother-in-law!"

Seeing A Zheng being taken away by the guards from the left and right, the son Yiren quickly turned his head and said to the left and right: "Go and ask Mr. Lu, just say there is something to discuss!"

Nodding left and right, quickly retired.

The foreigner turned his head, looked at the square bronze statue, and prayed with a panic expression: "If a foreigner survives by luck and can become a king, he will reciprocate the great sacrifices of the whole country. Hope the sacred and bless me from all corners of the country!"

...

Volume 7 Fanwai·Young Azheng (2)

A Zheng was sent to a courtyard.

The rockery and green forest in the yard are quite poetic, and there are several Mei Ji singing and dancing there.

With the waist and limbs of Miki, she danced and stood upright, her expression changing and charming.

After a dance, A Zheng found the main dancer Mi Ji, and said with milk: "Aniang."

Na Meiji is enchanting, beautiful as a flower, wearing a long skirt, she is like flying in the sky, infinitely beautiful.

And this is A Zheng's mother, Zhao's.

The Zhao family gathered the skirts, dismissed left and right, looked at A Zheng, and asked: "A Zheng, didn't you follow the son to worship the Four Emperors, why did you come to me?"

Azheng said, "A-niang, A-father seems to have encountered something, so he is unwilling to pay attention to A-zheng and asks A-zheng to come to A-niang. By the way, A-niang, what are the four emperors?"

Zhao was about to answer, but when he saw a gray-robed alchemist coming by the door, his expression changed slightly, and he reached out and touched Azheng's head, and said: "Azheng, Aniang has something. You go back to your house, read or play. Play things."

"Oh."

A Zheng turned his head one step at a time, only to see that the Zhao family was only interested in communicating with the alchemist, but did not come to see him at all.