I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1349 Back View

At the edge of the dim cliff, Jian Changsheng walked out quietly with his trousers held up.

This place is quite far from the underground palace. It's not that he doesn't want to find a place closer, but the main reason is that as soon as he went out, the two little centipedes kept staring at him. He said he wanted to go to the toilet, but the centipedes didn't understand, so they could only use the blood-dripping magic to dodge away...

If the human world knew that the dignified Shura actually used the Blood-Dripping Pagoda to go to the toilet, he would probably become a disgrace to the God of War.

"Huh... this dinner is really poisonous."

Jian Changsheng muttered to himself as he turned and walked towards the underground palace.

At this moment, he suddenly realized something and turned his head to look at the cliff not far away.

The faint blue light of mayflies fluttered silently in the dark abyss. At the end of the towering and lonely cliff, a figure wearing a bright red costume was sitting there quietly...

Under his feet was the abyss,

Behind him is the palace.

In his hands, he held an old radio.

"...Red heart?" When Jian Changsheng saw that figure, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Didn't he go to inspect the Ghost Abyss and talk to the Eighth-Rank Poison Head? Why was he sitting here alone?

Jian Changsheng hesitated for a moment, silently restrained all his aura to the extreme, and then quietly approached the direction of the cliff...

As he approached, the sound of the radio came into his ears:

"Swish, swish, swish..."

"I am Chen Yu, a reporter on the front lines of Xuanyu Realm!"

"Starting from early this morning, the long-silent False Mountains once again launched a fierce attack on the border. Currently, the entire defense line of the Xuanyu Realm has been activated. If you hear thunder at home, accompanied by a slight tremor, please do not panic..."

"The defense of the Xuanyu Realm is a protracted war and an extreme test of one's will and physical fitness. I hope that every citizen can obey the broadcast instructions, travel in order, and not cause riots in the city. Let us pray and cheer for the soldiers on the front line."

"Next, let's interview a few people and hear what they want to say to the frontline fighters."

(Footsteps)

"Hello, do you have anything to say to the soldiers on the front line?"

"The Xuanyu Realm must win! The Tantric Sect must win! Defeat those damn disasters and drive them out of our homeland!!"

"You may not be able to see that this citizen is wearing a piece of clothing with the words 'Xuanyu Realm Must Win' printed on it, and a red 'battle' headband on his head. He looks very enthusiastic... There is also a little boy here. Let's hear what he has to say?"

"Big sister, will what I said be passed on to the front line?"

"Children who can, the soldiers on the front lines will also hear your voices through the radio station."

"Dad, you must keep up the good work on the front lines and kill as many disasters as possible! Mom and I are waiting for you to come back home..."

"It seems that the child's father is one of the frontline fighters... Let us pray for him to return victoriously soon! Let us pass the microphone to the next citizen."

"Well... I believe that the soldiers on the front line will do their best to protect the Xuanyu Realm. Here, I would like to say 'thank you' to Lord Tian Huai, General Jian, and all the soldiers fighting on the front line."

"This citizen is very sincere... But General Jian seems to have not appeared in the past two days. Perhaps he was injured in the previous battlefield and is recuperating...

I don’t know if General Jian is listening to our program now. If he is, I hope he can get encouragement from it and get back on his feet soon! Let’s look forward to his return to the battlefield and his might as a general again! ”

"General Jian!! Kill them!" (Brother Bisheng's voice sounded again from a distance).

"..."

Jian Changsheng froze on the spot.

The howling cold wind blows through the dark and ghostly abyss...

At the end of the towering cliff, a figure in a bright red robe was holding a radio, listening attentively. The hem of the robe fluttered in the wind, like a lonely flower swaying in the darkness.

He sat there with his head lowered, like a lonely sculpture, silent.

……

"Spades, why did you just come back?"

Jiang Xiaohua, who was lying on the bed, saw Jian Changsheng walk in from outside in a daze and asked in confusion.

"Oh...it's okay, I'm just a little lost."

Jian Changsheng saw the situation in the room and couldn't help asking:

"What is Cube doing?"

At this moment, Sun Bumian was sitting cross-legged on his bed, his hands making mysterious seals, his eyes closed. Invisible circles emerged from the nothingness around him like ripples, slowly spreading in all directions.

"Fang Kuai said that he wanted to help Red Heart Town to suppress the evil spirit here, so that it would be more comfortable to live here." Jiang Xiaohua answered truthfully.

"Oh……"

Jian Changsheng looked at Sun Bumian who was concentrating, and nodded slightly.

It is indeed a good omen. Even in such a dangerous place, it can suppress the situation. On the other hand, there is nothing I can do to help.

The lonely figure in red that he had just seen reappeared in Jian Changsheng's mind.

Jian Changsheng did not step forward at that time, but chose to leave silently. On the way back, he was thinking about everything that happened after they came to the Ghostly Abyss...

"Plum blossom." Jian Changsheng suddenly asked.

"what happened?"

"Do you think the red heart is weird?"

Jiang Xiaohua tilted her head and thought carefully, "I don't think so."

"...Forget it, it's useless to ask you." Jian Changsheng paused for a moment, "Is it my illusion... He is clearly trying very hard to entertain us, but I always feel that... he is deliberately trying to induce us to leave."

Poisoned dinner, crazy tableware, unpalatable poisoned wine, simple bed, and... Chen Ling's words and deeds were full of disaster style.

Jian Changsheng knew that Chen Ling was no longer the same as before after merging with Chao Zai, so he didn't find it strange at the dinner table... But when he saw the back of the man sitting alone on the top of the hill holding the radio, he suddenly realized that Chen Ling might have done it on purpose.

He was "showing" them the life of disaster, he was trying to make them realize...

Disasters and people are different.

"……What's the meaning?"

Jiang Xiaohua's eyes were full of confusion. "I thought Hongxin treated us very well. He made the food himself and the wine was delicious... Why did he want us to leave?"

"You... ah, idiot."

After muttering something, Jian Changsheng seemed to have made up his mind, turned around and walked out of the house again.

"Spades, where are you going?"

"This palace is too dark and too cold... I'll go find some lamps and light it up."