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Chapter 443: Five Orcs of Lower-Class Slaves (5)

[Hello Song Yuesheng,

I am your great-grandmother Song Qi.

Knowing your name is the result of calculation through "Buwei".

"Buwei" is a black slate.

Able to predict everything that will happen in the next hundred years.

In your time, you should call it the "Prophecy Slate".

As you can see, I am not from this era.

I come from a hundred thousand years in the future.

While experimenting with the calculation function of "Bu Wei", he accidentally traveled back to 100,000 years ago.

According to the time you came back, it should be one hundred and three years ago.

Yes, you are not mistaken.

The word I used was “come back.”

Xiaoyue, the parents you have always thought of are not your real parents.

……

Everything is caused by me.

Because he was young and greedy and didn't know people well, he made a big mistake.

……

Xiaoyue, the parts placed together with the letter are for summoning the Gray Feather Bow.

The Gray Feather Bow has accompanied me in battles for several years and is enough to protect your life.

I placed them in five palaces: Dongyu, Xiping, Nanqiang, Beiwei and Zhongli.

...]

Four in total.

After reading it, Song Yuesheng burned it with a fire stick.

The content of the letter explains the original owner's life experience.

The mother is a human and the father is a fox from the Nanqiang tribe.

Orcs cannot bond with humans.

Therefore, after the original owner’s father’s family learned about this, they arrested the original owner’s family.

The original owner's sister escaped the disaster because she went to her mother's friend's house to play.

My sister’s name is Song Yuanxi.

They forced the original owner's mother to kill the original owner's evil offspring with her own hands.

As long as they are killed, I have no objection to the two.

In order to save the original owner, her mother gave her a bracelet that could allow her to travel through another world before killing her.

Judging from the content of the letter, the bracelet should belong to Song Qi.

But after "killing" the original owner, the original owner's parents still died.

The letter only mentioned Song Yuanxi's black market in the Zhongli tribe.

There is no mention of how Song Yuanxi lived from childhood to adulthood.

But judging from the brief time they had contact, Song Yuanxi wasn't doing well either.

His background was clear.

But there are more doubts.

What is the “wrong” that Song Qi is talking about?

With so many places in the world, why would the parts for summoning the Gray Feather Bow be placed in the palace where the male protagonist is?

The death of the original owner's parents mentioned in the letter was seen through the "Bu Wei" screen.

A picture is a series of continuous pictures.

But she could only see one picture.

Unless the "Bu Wei" is broken into five pieces, its function will be reduced.

There is also a cold frost.

In the letter, Song Qi repeatedly told her to be careful of "the girl who came with you."

What did she see?

Could this be the original owner's death?

After a while.

Song Yuesheng clicked his tongue.

Off track.

Thinking about these things does not increase the value of the task.

But you can try the gray feather bow.

After all, it is technology from 100,000 years from now.

Song Yuesheng bought a fast horse, suppressed his fear, and rushed towards Zhongli Royal City overnight.

This place is second most familiar.

It's easier to find.

Being able to test "卜未" means that Song Qi works in a research institute.

Be logically rigorous.

So, the hiding place is either the same location or in the other three corners.

The next day, it was three quarters past midnight.

Song Yuesheng rode at full speed to the Zhongli tribe.

She fell off her horse.

His whole face was pale.

I couldn't help but dry heave.

The kind-hearted beasts helped her to the clinic.

By the time she adjusted herself, it was already 3 p.m.

As she wished, she found the second box in the same corner.

The same four letters.

The part is a dial.

Song Yuesheng placed the long and short hands on the dial, and they automatically returned to zero.

Unable to rotate.

The remaining three should be the parts behind the dial.

Burn the letter.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard a palace servant passing by mention Chai Que's name.

Song Yuesheng walked out from behind the tree and stopped the two men.

From them, Song Yuesheng learned that Chai Que used his own private money to buy fluorite to make up for the gap that Duan Lengshuang had promised.

The name used is still Duan Lengshuang.

Even so, Duan Lengshuang did not show up.

They said Chai Que was in a bad mood these two days.

Chai Que thought too simply of Duan Lengshuang.

In other words, he only regarded her as the saint who saved the world.

But apart from her identity as a saint, Duan Lengshuang is a living person.

Seeing orcs asking for fluorite when I was penniless, it would be strange if I wasn't scared away.

There were no guards at the door of the council chamber.

Song Yuesheng entered smoothly.

Chai Que was in a daze and didn't even notice her calling him.

It was only when she took the memorial paper out of his hand that Chai Que noticed her presence.

"Miss Song? When did you come?"

As he spoke, he shook his head.

"No, how did you get here? Climbing over the wall again?"

"It doesn't matter how I got here." Song Yuesheng put the letter aside. "I heard that you've been having some troubles lately. Why don't you talk about it? Telling others about your troubles will help share them, and you won't feel so bad."

"Miss Song, did you come here on purpose?"

Song Yuesheng answered the question irrelevantly.

"Since you are feeling depressed, why not indulge yourself?"

Chai Que looked at her doubtfully.

**

A quarter of an hour later.

Chai Que looked at the jar of wine brought to the meeting hall and shook his head in disapproval.

"Drinking is harmful to your health."

"How do you know it's harmful to your health if you don't drink? Come on." Song Yuesheng poured a glass of wine and raised it to him, "There is a saying in human beings that a drink can relieve a thousand worries."

Chai Que picked up the wine glass on the table suspiciously.

"Can it really relieve worries?"

"of course."

After three rounds of drinking.

Chai Que said a lot under the influence of alcohol.

Most of them were complaining about why the saint didn't show up.

"In fact, I know that the Saint has left. She followed the Great Prince of the Nanqiang Tribe..."

Song Yuesheng's eyes flickered slightly.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.

Chai Que took a big gulp of the wine.

He was choking and coughing.

"I just can't understand why a saint would go back on her word."

"The saint is also a human being with emotions and desires." Song Yuesheng comforted.

She didn't like the wine here and stopped drinking after just a few sips.

Now I just hope he doesn't get sober anymore...

That way she could leave.

Not only was we going to the Xiping Palace to look for spare parts, but we also couldn't meet right away after drinking, so we had to give him time to think.

Chai Que came close to Song Yuesheng and looked at her with a dizzy head.

"Will you also break your promise?"

Song Yuesheng smiled and pushed his head away: "Everyone has shortcomings, so... don't trust me too much."

This sentence has been defined.

There was confusion in Chai Que's eyes, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

He shook his head and pointed to the full glass beside him.

"Miss Song, why don't you drink?"

"Because my troubles are small, two glasses of wine are enough to relieve them."

Song Yuesheng handed him the wine glass.

Chai Que looked at the wine glass, then looked at Song Yuesheng.

"You said you would share my sorrow."

Song Yuesheng hummed.

The next moment, the wine flowed from his mouth.

Song Yuesheng's eyelashes trembled slightly.

No.

Is this the character of Chai Que when he is drunk?

The scent, like pear blossoms and agarwood, instantly filled Chai Que's entire sense of smell.

He could feel the discomfort beneath the layers of clothing, and the only antidote was the person in front of him.

So much so that he gradually progressed from gentle lip touches to passionate oral entanglement.

The kiss got deeper and deeper.

As if wanting to rub the other person into his body.

Until Song Yuesheng pushed him away forcefully.

Chai Que then seemed to wake up from a dream, his body swaying slightly, and he fell dizzy beside her ear, murmuring in a low and hoarse voice.

"You smell so good..."

After saying this, he fainted.

Song Yuesheng was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about what happened before.

She reluctantly dragged him to the bed in the side hall.

I can't drink much either.

A small pot is poured.

If Chai Que hadn't done that just now, she would definitely have cooked some sobering soup to wake him up before talking about anything intimate.

The next morning.

Chai Que sat up in bed with a headache.

bed?

He rubbed his head and recalled what happened last night.

after awhile.

His cheeks couldn't help but turn red.

This is this...

Alcohol is indeed harmful to your health.

Chai Que got out of bed in a panic.

I was so anxious that I almost tripped.

He was about to pour himself some water to calm himself down, but he found a note on the table.

There are a few lines written on it:

Chai Que, you are doing things that benefit the people.

Whether the saint has it or not, it won’t be of much help to you.

you're right.

The wine was very good.

But not for you.

I won't let you drink next time.

Chai Que just felt his face was burning.

will not.

That's so rude.

no more chance.