Chapter 181: What can you give me (9 more)

  Chapter 181 What can you give me (9 more)

  Fu Ronglan said: "You can ask this sentence, which proves that you don't believe it, so why ask me?"

  Xiao Jiuhan didn't answer immediately.

  Yes, she doesn't believe it.

   And never believed it!

  Everyone in Lingyu said that the high priest of Shenjiang is the messenger of the true god, and His Majesty Canghaizhou is the true **** himself and has lived for tens of thousands of years.

During these tens of thousands of years, the high priest of Shenjiang changed every few hundred years, and although His Majesty of Canghaizhou occasionally appeared in front of people in different postures, it is said that no matter what posture or identity he appeared in, this His Majesty always They all retain their original soul, more precisely, their spiritual consciousness.

  That is to say, the high priest of Shenjiang will change, but His Majesty of Canghaizhou has always been the original...true god.

  If this is true, it means that Fu Ronglan standing in front of her at the moment—

   In fact, he is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years!

  She looked at Fu Ronglan and said honestly: "Although a long lifespan is not unusual for spiritual practitioners, as far as I know, it is impossible to live for tens of thousands of years, even in the peak true spirit realm."

  Ten years at the Xuan level, a hundred years at the Earth level, and a thousand years at the Heaven level, but there is no such thing as a true spirit realm that increases lifespan by ten thousand years. This is not a simple numerical reasoning game.

  Fu Ronglan pursed his lips coldly, did not directly refute or clarify anything, just looked at her and said, "You want to ask me, since I have lived for tens of thousands of years, do you know what happened in the past?"

  If he really lived for tens of thousands of years, it would be a living history book, much more reliable than the records in those ancient books.

However…

  He continued: "Since you don't believe me, is there any point in asking me this kind of question?"

   Or, she was just joking and sarcasm on purpose.

  Xiao Jiuhan pursed his lips.

  Yes, this is a paradox. Since it is not believed that he lived for tens of thousands of years, how can he really ask any answer? Even if Fu Ronglan really said something, would she believe it herself?

  However, she still asked with a half-smile: "So, do you know?"

"have no idea."

  Fu Ronglan answered decisively, without thinking or hesitation.

   Then, he asked back: "Does Mr. Xiao remember everything that happened to you from childhood to adulthood? How can you determine which event will cause others to brood and have a far-reaching impact?"

  I don't know why, Xiao Jiuhan vaguely heard a strange smell from his words, as if he was alluding to something.

   After talking for a long time, Fu Ronglan still didn't get any useful information out of his mouth. Heh, even he was vague about whether he was a ten thousand-year-old monster or not.

   "Master Rong is right, I took it for granted."

  She went around to the other end of the bookshelf, pulled out a book from the shelf, and avoided Fu Ronglan's sight with this movement.

   "I remembered something, maybe related to this matter, did Master Rong find any clues about the aura on the diamond necklace before?"

  Fu Ronglan leaned against the bookshelf, looked at Xiao Jiuhan's figure through the gap on the bookshelf in front of him, with deep eyes.

   "Mr. Xiao doesn't think, are you asking too much? If you want to get what you want, you always have to exchange things. What can you give me?"

  Xiao Jiuhan also knows that now she doesn't have any capital to negotiate with Fu Ronglan. Fu Ronglan doesn't need anything. On the contrary, she lacks money, people, cultivation, and information. She lacks everything.

   "I didn't ask." She put the book with a few pages back on the shelf, "If you don't mind, I want to go to the bathroom."

   "Just right, together."

   "..." Xiao Jiuhan paused.

  (end of this chapter)