strictlysupreme Chapter 548: The End of Reincarnation ③
Chapter 548: The End of Reincarnation ③
[Ding Dong: Detected that the host has activated the "Spark of Civilization" permission, and the current memory recovery rate has increased to 80!]
Su Mohui looked at the shadow of the black bird dancing in her palm, and finally revealed her first sincere smile in her ninety-ninth reincarnation - when she rescued the white cat in front of the Su Mansion, the seed of breaking the rules had been planted.
In the dark night before dawn, flames suddenly shot up from the small kitchen on the west side of the Su Mansion. Li Qiuyue, wrapped in a brocade coat, rushed out to the fire scene and saw Su Mohui standing in the center of the sea of fire.
The white cat curled up in the girl's arms had pupils of faint blue, and her hair, licked by the flames, shone like gold foil. The edges of the account book held high in her hand were charred and curled, and the words "secretly selling the holy reward" and "withholding monthly allowance" were as hideous as blood in the firelight.
"Auntie," Su Mohui's voice pierced through the crackling flames, its ending tone carrying a chilling chill. "Perhaps the Kitchen God has appeared, bringing these dirty deeds to light."
Li Qiuyue felt a sudden chill run down her spine as she gazed at the flames dancing in the girl's eyes. That gaze was like iron tempered by a thousand years of cold. It was no sign of weakness or embarrassment. It was clearly the same sharp edge as Su Yue and Su Wei's, a gaze that could crush mountains and rivers and pierce the heavens!
She suddenly remembered that the secret guard of the Qi Mansion whom she had just bribed had reported that a black bird mark had inexplicably appeared on her son's jade pendant, which was exactly the same as the guardian beast at the gate of the Imperial Capital Academy.
"Huiyue, go find your father at three quarters past three in the morning and tell him that I'm going out to play for a while." When Su Mohui turned around and left, no one saw that the white cat suddenly turned into a stream of light and slipped into her sleeve.
The system prompt sounded again, this time as clear as the Qin Dynasty chimes—
[Ding Dong: The host has triggered a "loophole in the rules of heaven": when the first continent shows the mark of a civilization that transcends its time, the flow of time will be disrupted by 0.01 seconds].
As the night gradually brightened, Su Mohui sat in front of the bronze mirror and washed herself. She looked at her face in the mirror which was gradually losing its sallowness, and her fingertips stroked the newly appeared ringlets behind her ears.
She knew that the seal of the first generation of Heaven's Way was loosening, and every time she recovered a bit of memory, she would chisel a crack in the wall of rules of this world.
When the first ray of sunlight climbed up the eaves, she suddenly chuckled - the final chapter of the ninety-nine reincarnations was already in place.
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The copper medicine sign of Tianming Pharmacy swayed gently under the eaves, casting fine shadows.
Su Mohui lifted the wind chime door curtain decorated with cloud patterns, and the summer heat was blowing in her face with the unique cool fragrance of Xuepo Dan. The smell was as clear as glacial meltwater, mixed with a barely perceptible lingering scent of gunpowder.
Qin Yi was wearing a green long gown. He raised his wrist holding the fan slightly, and the rhythm of the fan bones hitting the alchemy furnace was exactly the same as the rhythm of the Xuanwu Guard war drum in his memory.
When he saw the person coming, he showed no surprise. At the same time, he stirred the fire smoothly. The moment his sleeves passed by, Su Mohui caught a glimpse of the darkly embroidered blue dragon pattern, and his pupils shrank slightly.
That was the unique emblem of the Qinglong Guard of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it was now looming in the shadows as he moved.
The "Qian Jin Fang" spread out on the low table exuded the scent of old ink. Su Mohui sat not far away familiarly. When her fingertips slid across the yellowed pages, she suddenly touched something hard.
Half a piece of ice crystal with a faint blue sheen slipped from between the pages of the book, and tiny ice spikes were condensed on the edge of the scales. It was the token brought back from the Antarctic ice abyss when trading with the mermaids.
She closed her eyes, and the memory of her eighty-third reincarnation suddenly flashed through her mind: when they went to war with the Qin army, they used this kind of scale armor to make armor to resist the extreme cold. The halo reflected by the scale armor in the moonlight was exactly the same as the ice crystals in front of her eyes.
Su Mohui opened her eyes again and raised her head suddenly. Qin Yi's familiar smile reached her ears. "You can smell it. This furnace of 'Zhi Ge San' uses the spiritual sand from the Luo River."
Su Mohui watched him turn his wrist, and the fan drew a mysterious arc. Then the flames in the furnace suddenly rose, condensing in the air into the illusion of bronze spears clashing.
At the moment when sparks flew, Su Mohui seemed to be back in the Persian battlefield, and the sharp sound of arrows breaking through the air rang in his ears.
"That time in Persia, I heard you and the Qin Emperor discussing whether war was the tempering of civilization." Qin Yi paused mid-sentence, tapping the furnace lid with his fan bone. "But in this life, the First Generation of Heavenly Dao is using the frequency of war to stabilize the flow of time."
He looked up at the azure sky above the courtyard, his seemingly calm tone concealing a sharp edge, "Those so-called flames of war are merely the fuel that Heaven uses to maintain its rules."
Su Mohui's fingertips unconsciously stroked the patterns on the scales, and she suddenly remembered that at the end of that reincarnation, she accidentally saw Qin Yi's figure alone in the broken space-time rift.
It turned out that he had already found a way to stop the war, but chose to step into reincarnation again - perhaps for the "Zhi Ge San" that was leaping in the alchemy furnace at this moment, which was enough to shake the rules of heaven.
Amidst the lingering aroma of medicine, the two looked at each other. Without saying a word, they understood the tacit understanding in each other's eyes that spanned countless time and space.
When her gaze rested on Qin Yi's entry labeled "Mermaid Tears," the ring pattern on her wrist suddenly resonated with the runes on the alchemy furnace. She recalled the reformed rest and rest order in the Qin Dynasty in her previous life, which replaced some of the demands of war with livelihood systems. "So you use elixirs to simulate the spiritual energy fluctuations of war?"
Qin Yi nodded and took out a bronze medicine grinder engraved with star tracks from his sleeve: "But in this case, we still need the Qi family's 'Xuan Ji Eye' to locate the spiritual power node——"
Just as he finished speaking, three partridge calls suddenly came from the bamboo shadows in the backyard, with a special tremolo in the tail tone -
That was the "Awakening of Insects" signal transmitted through the smoke of gunpowder by the Azure Dragon Guard to the White Tiger Guard during the eighty-third reincarnation. The bronze bells on the eaves moved without wind, their clinking sound secretly echoing the signal, stirring a subtle ripple of spiritual energy within the alchemy room.
At the same time, in the black bamboo forest outside the Qi Mansion.
Qi Mo was leaning against the bluestone, waiting for Qi Ling to come back, and the silver ring he made with the spiritual power overflowing from the Concentration Stone was slowly turning at his fingertips.
The twenty-eight constellations engraved on the ring coincide with the jade pendant on the waist. As the sunlight flows, the black bird pattern is greedily absorbing the essence of heaven and earth.
When the third partridge cry pierced through the bamboo forest, a familiar arc appeared at the corner of his lips. It was the cunning unique to the Qin scouts when transmitting secrets on the battlefield.
At this moment, the silver ring in his hand suddenly made a crisp sound, and the star track patterns on the ring oozed a faint blood light, which was the sign of activating time and space positioning.
Half an incense stick later, Qi Mo was already seated on a bamboo couch in the backyard of Tianming Pharmacy, separated from Su Mohui by only a stone table. As his wide sleeves swept across the stone table, the strong wind they created blew away all the foam in the teacup.
Su Mohui looked at the faint light of the jade pendant on his waist, her eyes turned slightly——