The Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms: The Evil God Arrives

Chapter 31 The story buried in the gossip

——Luoyang official residence gathering place.

Yang Ji directed the soldiers to collect all the books in the official residence and put them on a special carriage to take them away.

I thought that I could sort it out by category after returning to Taishan, or on the way back to Taishan.

Yang Ji sat on the carriage where the books were stored. He casually pulled out a volume of simple books on the carriage and started reading on the spot. All the books in the official residence had been collected.

Now we just wait for Liu Bei and the others to collect the books in Cai Yong's mansion, and then they can take a look at the faces of those people.

Hua Xiong also came with his family. Because Hua Xiong had already informed his family, he was not taken to Chang'an by Dong Zhuo and the others.

"Hey, Zijian, nothing happened to your family. Then why don't you hurry up and find a carriage?"

Yang Ji saw Hua Xiong coming with many female relatives, and quickly ordered someone to find a carriage.

"It seems that Dong Zhuo and the others thought that I died in the battle at Hulao Pass, so they didn't bother my family too much."

"But they didn't take them with them when they went to Chang'an, even though there was a reason why I asked them to hide."

The expression on Hua Xiong's face was unclear whether it was loneliness or relief. Perhaps there was also longing, expectation and worry for the future.

Yang Ji just patted Hua Xiong on the shoulder and didn't say any more words of comfort. Maybe what Hua Xiong needed was not comfort, but silence.

"By the way, I found this in a certain mansion here. I don't know which unlucky guy actually made it into a statue. Let me tell you, this is a good material for forging swords."

Yang Ji pulled out a statue from somewhere, pointed at the statue and said to Hua Xiong.

"Besides, the sculpture is still a portrait of myself. I don't know what is happening to that unlucky guy now."

"But it must be cold. After all, the traces of the secret technique on it are still very clear, but because of this secret technique, the material of the stone actually has the attribute of will."

"It's a secret technique on the side of will. I don't know who I offended. Hey! It's actually a secret technique that curses others to lose their glory. It's so vicious."

"Huh? It's not a secret technique. Damn it! The will distorts reality! The will is buried deep inside the statue, which forms a cursed secret technique."

"And the stone was twisted into an object of curse. How much hatred does it take to carve such clear and definite traces?"

"This will is..." Yang Ji has seen the past buried in the will through his talent [Time Traveler]. This is a sad story.

Originally, I just wanted to make Hua Xiong happy, but I didn't expect that he actually ate a melon. I don't know whether to feel gloated or sad about his misfortune.

"Well, Zijian, how about we change the material. I will definitely find something better than this in the future. It's not impossible for me to forge a material myself."

Yang Ji sighed and quickly diverted Hua Xiong's attention.

"Ziyu, you just said that this stone contains a secret curse that makes people unable to lift it, and it is engraved on it by distorting reality through will. Can you tell me about it?"

What Hua Xiong cares about is not why stones can be used to make weapons, but the gossip hidden in the statue.

Even the women in the carriage pricked up their ears, eager to know the sad story hidden in the statue.

"There are such strange and sad things in the world. Ziyu, please tell us about it, so that it can serve as a warning to everyone."

Liu Bei and the others who came back from moving books couldn't help but interrupt when they heard that there was such a sad and strange thing, that they even used will distortion to give themselves such a secret technique.

Grief differs from person to person, and no one does not gossip before suffering happens to them.

"I've met Mr. Xuande x 2."

After seeing Liu Bei speak out, the two people who originally planned to listen to gossip quickly saluted.

"Okay, we don't need so many etiquettes between us, let's talk about that unlucky guy."

Liu Bei waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to salute, and urged Yang Ji to quickly show the sad story.Yang Ji was silent for a while, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether everyone wanted to have fun or not.

However, he couldn't watch their fun, but he could watch their fun. After all, sharing the sadness was also a way to alleviate the sadness.

Without saying much, Yang Ji unfolded his spiritual talent and applied it to the statue in front of him.

At the same time, a piece of cloud gas was dragged to the top of the head, the structure of the cloud gas was changed, and two cloud gas formations, Will Detection and Will Projection, were arranged.

Under the influence of Yang Ji's spiritual talent [Time Traveler], the hidden past of the statue was clearly revealed, and the will projection projected the signal captured by the will detection.

The will projection accurately projected the wave of will hidden in the statue. Everyone present also felt the wave of will, and at the same time they also perceived the story buried in the wave of will.

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Silence spread among everyone.

It's just a clichéd story.

A naturally beautiful woman was spotted by a powerful scumbag and was forcibly sent to his home.

After one night, the originally strong-willed woman became submissive and no longer refused the scumbag's request, just because she still had a family who treated her very well.

The stone caught in the woman's hand during the struggle fell into the room and witnessed what happened.

However, her family members were also arrested soon after because she was unresponsive.The intertwined hatred is accumulating, and the stone is still a witness and the bearer of the will of hatred.

Until one day, her family disappeared, and the people here told her that because she satisfied the scum, her family was let go home.

However, the instinct of blood let the woman know that her family was no longer around, and the flames of hatred could no longer be suppressed.

At night, the tired scumbag lay in the woman's arms, stroking her fair and beautiful skin, and was very satisfied with the woman's knowledge.

The woman held a stone and tried hard to hit the most important lifeblood of the scumbag. The woman wanted to make his life worse than death. From now on, he would live in the ridicule of others. The stone was a witness.

The woman with hatred died in the night, and returned to her family who loved her with joy and relief. Stone was the witness.

After that, the news that the scumbag's life was destroyed came from a woman who was "voluntarily" sent to the room. Shitou was both a witness and avenger.

In the end, Zhazi died in this room. Because Zhazi wanted to prove that he could do it, he took a lot of medicine, a lot of tiger and wolf medicine, and the stone was the witness.

"Okay, everyone, the story has been told. Do you have any thoughts after reading it?" Yang Ji took back his spiritual talent, disbanded the cloud formation, returned the cloud dumplings to Da Tuanzi, and asked the silent crowd.

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"Don't be silent, at least make a sound." Yang Ji looked at the silent people. Their expressions were a bit hateful and sad, but also a bit relieved.

"Huh~, Ziyu, what happened to this family?" Liu Bei calmed down as much as possible, but his trembling voice revealed his anger.

"Oh, good will be rewarded with good and evil will be rewarded with evil, so what else." Time had long told Yang Ji the revenge they had suffered.

After hearing the news, the sullen people finally relaxed and talked about what to do with the statue.

"Don't worry so much, she will figure it out on her own."

The statue disappeared in the sound of Yang Ji's words, and the will to maintain the statue's existence was relieved after telling everyone about his experience.

"Did you already know the story buried in the statue?" Chen Xi looked at the dissipated statue, and then seemed to remember something.

"You requested it yourself. I just faithfully presented the true story." Yang Ji said calmly.

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(End of this chapter)