Last Totem Novel - Chapter 552
Chapter 552 Cherish
About half an hour later, his left ear arrived in front of an old house in the north of Crow Town. He looked inside through the iron fence and sighed from time to time, seemingly hesitant and unable to move forward.
“Hey!” Not long after, the gatekeeper noticed him, so he shouted, “That one over there, why are you sneaking around there, wanting to get beaten up!”
“I am … this … that …” Recalling the painful experience from last time, his left ear couldn’t help but shrink back and stutter.
“Dingling …” Seeing that the other party did not answer and refused to leave, the gatekeeper immediately rang the bell.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of men dressed in cleaner’s clothes rushed out of the old house and surrounded the left half of their ears fiercely.
“Uh-huh, who did I think it was? It turned out to be half an ear in the apartment area. Looks like the lesson from last time wasn’t thorough enough.” The leading man recognized the left half of his ear and smiled. Afterwards, everyone laughed and rubbed their fists, their eyes filled with ridicule, as if they were looking at a mouse that had fallen into a trap.
“Don’t … don’t hit me … If you have something to say … say it properly …” The left half of his ear hugged his head and squatted down, his face filled with fear.
“Eh hee hee” Everyone slowly approached and laughed even louder.
“The two countries are at war. If we don’t kill them, we are all civilized people.” Cried the left half of his ear.
“He who has no ears dares to say that he is here to use it.” “With your appearance, you’re still a civilized person. I think you’re a fart-smelling person, right?” “Stop talking. Kill him.” Everyone cursed and rolled up their sleeves at the same time, ready to fight.
“I have something urgent to look for your boss, something urgent.” The left half of his ear shrunk to the ground and he shouted, “Whoever delays the matter, be careful that your boss deducts your wages.”
In an instant, everyone hesitated. After all, deducting wages was a huge matter.
“What is it? Speak!” The leading man pointed at his greasy nose and asked sternly.
“I need to see him before I can say anything.” Said the left half of his ear.
“Do you think you can see our boss if you want to?” The leading man asked.
“Don’t trust him. Perhaps he’s here to assassinate Boss.” “None of the corpse movers are good stuff.” “Yes, beat him up.” Everyone rolled up their sleeves again and prepared to beat them up.
“Wait!” Suddenly, the left half of his ear stood up and said with an awe-inspiring tone, “Go back and tell your boss that there is an Earth Walker who is at stake and needs a fire of life” He shook his head and Yin Yang suddenly said, taking a deep breath and shouting loudly, “Are you going to save him or not?”
All of a sudden, everyone was intimidated by his aura and took a step back.
“Earth Walker?” “Fire of Life?” They looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.
“Hurry up and ask, otherwise it will be too late.” The volume in his left ear was eight points higher than before.
“Holy shit, you’re here for the Fire of Life, yet you’re still so arrogant. You think we’re idiots?” “Kill him!” “Punch his old chrysanthemum.” Everyone cursed as they rolled up their sleeves again.
“Wait …” The man in the lead frowned and raised his hand thoughtfully to stop everyone. “Let’s talk to the boss.” With that, he walked into the old house without looking back.
Not long after, the boss of the corpse bearer came out. His nickname was the Sky Flipping Rat. He was a middle-aged man in his early fifties, dressed in tattered clothes. He looked nervous and asked in his left ear, “Is what you said true?”
“That’s right.” Said the left half-eared man with his head held high and his chest raised.
“Quick, take it.” The Sky Flipping Rat immediately pulled off the necklace hanging on his chest and handed it to his left ear along with the pendant containing the Fire of Life.
“Yours” Then, he looked at the man who had just come in to call him. The latter immediately took off the necklace that was attached to the pendant and handed it over.
“Thank you, thank you.” The left half of his ear wrinkled and his small eyes flashed with a crafty light. He was just about to turn around and leave when he was stopped.
“Wait!” The Sky Flipping Rat grabbed his shoulder and said in a deep voice, “Left half of your ear, listen carefully …”
“My big brother is seriously injured. He refused to let me use it when he was about to die.”
The Sky Flipping Rat pointed at the man and said, “His wife is seriously ill. She refuses to let him use it when she is about to die.”
“So …”
“If I find out that you lied to us, even if you flee to the end of the world, to the homeland of the forgotten, I, the Sky Flipping Rat, will tear you to shreds at all costs!”
“Do you understand!” The Sky Flipping Rat roared.
“Brother, I know.” The left ear put away its wretched expression and answered seriously.
“You guys, escort him.” The Sky Flipping Rat pointed at a few of its more powerful subordinates and said to them.
“Yes!” The few of them replied in unison.
Next, his left ear ran to two more places in the town. He obtained three Life Flames from the Zhennan Frozen Corpse Man and two from the Zhendong Towing Corpse Man. Then, under the escort of more than ten men, he rushed back to the corpse man’s cold storage.
“Child, wake up.” The wrinkled old corpse handler raised his hands and stabbed the needle tube that emitted a faint red light into the corpse’s chest.
“You are the Vast Expanse Sword of the Frost World. How can you die in this filthy place? This is definitely not your home!” He said loudly, injecting the translucent serum into the silent atrium.
“Come back, child!”
The flames of life that were almost precious carried devotion and hope. Like blazing magma, they surged into his ice-cold body, reaching all four limbs and bones.
“Dong … Dong … Dong …”
The sleeping heart finally responded, making a faint sound. The two old corpse handlers wept with joy and hugged each other.
“Great, the ancestor has appeared!” “Hahaha!”
At this moment, there was still the last flame of life left. After a moment of hesitation, the right half of his finger poured into the young man’s body.
In an instant, the young man’s body erupted with a resplendent blue light. A vast amount of psionic energy sprayed out, engulfing the entire room. All sorts of small objects, such as pots and pans, bottles and cans, tables, chairs, and benches, rose into the air and rotated around the small bed at high speed.
“This … What’s wrong with this … Help!” The two old corpse handlers were stunned by the scene in front of them. They hugged each other and hid in the corner, trembling.
As time passed, the light on the young man’s body grew brighter and brighter, and the object rotated faster and faster, bringing with it waves of strong winds. The two old corpse handlers only felt that they were in the center of the storm, their hair, beard, and eyebrows blown horizontally.
“It’s over. I’m going to die.” “I’ve suffered a huge loss this time.”
Just as they were still in shock, the air suddenly condensed. Everything stopped moving and floated in the air, as if even time had stopped.
“Eh?” “What’s the matter?” The two old corpse handlers exchanged glances and looked at the young man on the cot at the same time.
The azure light flowed like substance, gradually contracting, condensing, and turning into specks of starlight …
Suddenly, light and darkness, heavy and floating, ethereal and blurry, as if they were real and illusory.
“Spirit Formation Star Sand, he has advanced!” Looking at the dreamlike scene, the knowledgeable right half of his finger suddenly came to its senses and shouted loudly.
Tianchang finally broke through the bottleneck and stepped half a foot into the Sacred Domain under the lingering of life and death, as well as the stimulation of a large amount of flames of life.
From now on, the Grand Dao of Kangzhuang went straight into the sky.
In an instant, the psionic energy that had condensed into sand merged into every part of his body. All the damaged tissues radiated vigorous vitality.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh” As the muscles contracted, a large number of severely deformed warheads and steel sheets sprayed out with jet black lines of blood. Granulation grew at a visible rate, sealing the wound. Although he was still unconscious, his breathing had stabilized and he was out of danger.
After everything returned to normal, the right half of his finger covered the young man with a quilt, and then left the room with the left half of his ear.
Seven days later …
At around nine o’clock in the evening, a greasy-haired, dressed gangster with a black iron sword on his back that did not match his figure arrived in front of the biggest bar in Crow Town, Red Eyes. He pushed open the old double-leaf short door and walked in.
“Second Young Master, good evening. What do you want?” The boss came out of the bar and greeted him. The other party was Tiger Boss Tiger’s younger brother. He was usually arrogant and domineering, and he would lose his temper if he didn’t like it at all. What he feared the most was such a guest, who had to serve him carefully every time, afraid that he would offend him.
“What good stuff do you have here? Just follow the usual practice.” The gangster casually waved his hand and sat down at the bar.
“Alright.” The bartender returned to the counter and poured a large glass of rum. He pushed over and said, “Today’s first glass is on me.”
“You’re still smart.” Second Young Master said with a contemptuous expression.
“Second Young Master, this sword of yours is so impressive. Can you show it to me?” A familiar gangster came over and said.
“It’s just a broken sword.” The Second Young Master said proudly. Then, he tried his best to pull out his sword and threw it on the counter with a “clang” sound. “It’s heavy and stupid. It’s not as useful as a kitchen knife.”
Seeing that the sword was black and shiny with an icy cold feeling, the little gangster couldn’t help but open his mouth wide and said enviously, “It’s really not bad …”
“A piece of scrap metal is worth making a fuss about. It’s really useless” The Second Young Master glanced at the other party and said with disdain.
At this moment, a sharp gaze slowly swept past him and finally landed on the black iron sword. The owner of that gaze was not far behind him. In an inconspicuous corner, he was dressed in a gray cloth robe that could be seen everywhere, drinking alone.
Three hours later, between midnight and twelve o’clock in the evening, the Second Young Master drank enough wine, blew enough cows, threw down a silver coin, and drunkenly walked out the door.
Not long after, the grey-robed man got up to settle the bill and followed.
The moonlight was hazy, the lights were dim, and the streets in the apartment area were silent. The shadows beneath the ground stretched out, and from time to time, a wild cat’s cry could be heard. The Second Young Master hummed a tune and staggered on the shallow snow.
Within the shadows of the building, dozens of meters away, a pair of owl-like eyes were locked onto his back. It was ice-cold and quiet, without the slightest bit of aura …