Chapter 1118 I Wish You Success in Your Plan

"No, the ancestral true dragon is a noble golden color. This can be said to be known to all dragons and dragons." Yu Jiaojiao replied.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Not a white dragon?

So, the little white dragon on the mysterious island and the one who left these resentful messages are not the same dragon?

It’s so confusing, what did Song Mutou do in ancient times? How many people did you offend? How many dragons have you provoked?

Song Mutou, who is known as the best one in escaping, couldn't his ability to escape be all practiced through committing suicide, right?

"Is this ancestor true dragon still alive?" Song Shuhang asked.

Yu Jiaojiao replied: "I don't know. Our clan has not been able to contact this true dragon ancestor for a long time. However, this ancestor should still be alive. It was the Dragon King back then, an immortal-level existence who stepped out on his own path. I’ve never heard of it’s demise, it’s probably still somewhere in the universe.”

Song Shuhang nodded and opened the diary again, wanting to see what was written on it.

However, the Japanese notebooks were full of ancient characters. These ancient characters did not have the attribute of self-translation, and Song Shuhang could only barely recognize a few characters.

"Jiaojiao, what is written on this?" Song Shuhang asked.

"I don't know. I don't know much about ancient writing. However, I asked around and it seems that it writes about some miscellaneous things." Yu Jiaojiao's voice paused for a moment and then said: "Do you suspect there are any opportunities here? Do you want to Can I ask the teacher from Dragon King Palace to translate it for me?”

"You can try it." Song Shuhang smiled, and then he closed the diary.

When he closed the diary,

Suddenly something moved in his heart.

His eyes fell on the back cover of the diary.

"Jiaojiao, the bottom page of this diary is a bit weird." Song Shuhang said.

Jiaojiao's eyes suddenly lit up: "What's weird?"

She felt that her opportunity might have come. The seniors in the group were indeed right. Song Shuhang had great luck and could be called Venerable White's trumpet. Moreover, compared with Venerable White, Song Shuhang's luck is safer!

According to a secret calculation by a boring senior in the group - Song Shuhang was so impressive that every time he was injured, it was not the passers-by but Song Shuhang himself. In other words, if anyone wants to use Song Shuhang's ifi, no...it's just to use his luck, and there is no need to worry about a meteorite suddenly falling on his head. Even if a meteorite does hit, there is no need to be afraid. The meteorite is probably going towards Song Shuhang himself.

"Is the bottom page of this diary exactly the same as yours in reality? I feel like there is also a message on the bottom page. If you have time, go read the diary again." Song Shuhang said.

"Wait a moment, I'll go look at this diary again right away." Yu Jiaojiao said.

"In this dreaming state, you can still read the diary?" Song Shuhang said in surprise.

Yu Jiaojiao laughed: "You are dreaming, and I am not. I am still awake, wait for me for a moment."

Song Shuhang: "..."

About thirty seconds later.

Yu Jiaojiao's voice sounded again, but her tone was a little disappointed: "Sure enough, there is still a message, but it is not an opportunity."

"What is that?" Song Shuhang asked.

"Wait for me while I update the memory in my mind. You put the book back on the shelf and open it again." Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang: "..." Jiaojiao, is your brain a computer?

However, he still put the diary back and took it out again.

This time, he opened the diary directly and looked at the back cover.

After staring at the bottom cover for a moment, a string of words immediately appeared.

This time, the font is crooked and written in ancient times, but the font is too ugly to look at.

Hahahaha, idiot, if one day you die, I will release three thousand fireworks to celebrate, I will be very happy. If you die, I won't have to take a beating anymore.

Song Shuhang: "..."

Damn it, the slightly sad atmosphere created by the True Dragon Ancestor in front was completely ruined.

Song Shuhang only thought of one word in his mind - seeking death!

If the ancestor of the Golden Dragon saw this answer from Song Mutou, he would definitely pick up a knife and kill people, and chase this guy all over the sky and the earth. Not to mention the ancestor of the golden dragon, when Song Shuhang saw this answer, his temples exploded, and he felt like killing someone.

"I can only say that this reply must be caused by Sanlang disease." Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang: "Ahem, this happened in ancient times. No matter how powerful Senior Sanlang is, he can't possibly infect Sanlang Disease across time and space."

"Then let's change the name to Ancient Three Waves Disease." Yu Jiaojiao continued.

Song Shuhang praised: "There's nothing wrong with it."

But when he just finished speaking, Song Shuhang suddenly felt something in his heart.

This sentence was replied by Song Mutou.

In other words... one day after the Dragon King Palace was established, Song Mutou sneaked into this place quietly and found a message from the Golden Dragon Ancestor. And, still here, using the method of the Golden Dragon Ancestor, he wrote a reply.

Song Mutou, rushed back to the Dragon King Palace back then just to reply to the message from the Golden Dragon Ancestor?

If this is really the case... maybe Song Shouto's reply should not be taken at face value.

The relationship or friendship between two people is definitely not as simple as expressed literally.

In addition, one thing can be seen from Song Mutou's message - Song Mutou cannot beat the Golden Dragon Ancestor, and he is always the one who gets beaten.

"Are there any other messages?" Song Shuhang asked, "In addition, Jiaojiao, go check the plaque, scroll, and half of the wood carving again. Song Mu replied to the message in the diary, and maybe there are messages from him on other objects, but they are hidden in other places."

"That makes sense, but is it necessary to read it? I feel that it must be a message for seeking death." Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang shook his head, "This Song Mu is not as simple as you think."

As for the possibility that Song Mu is his ghost, this is still his guess, and the theory of time travel... after all, it is limited to novels, movies, and TV.

Therefore, Song Shuhang could only tell Yu Jiaojiao some of the things he knew: "This Song Mutou existed in the ancient heaven and had connections with many big figures in the ancient heaven. As far as I know, there are several immortals and robbers who know Song Mutou. In addition, it can be seen from the messages here that Song Mutou and the Golden Dragon Ancestor have a very unusual relationship. Perhaps we can guess something from their messages and replies. It is more likely that there will be double opportunities?"

"That makes sense." Yu Jiaojiao nodded and said, "Then I will take you to the next message place, and then I will go back to see the plaque, scroll and half of the wood carving."

After that, Yu Jiaojiao guided Song Shuhang to shuttle through the mosaic world.

Finally, Song Shuhang came to a large jade bed.

"Where is this place?" Song Shuhang asked curiously, because there were mosaics everywhere, he had no idea what room he was in.

"This is a place for cultivation in the Dragon King Palace. This jade bed is where the Golden Dragon Ancestor slept. A lot of dragon energy is left on it. For us descendants with dragon blood, practicing near this jade bed can achieve twice the result with half the effort, and it can also purify the blood." Yu Jiaojiao said: "Similarly, look carefully at the lower right corner of the bed."

The Golden Dragon Ancestor must have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Its message must be in the lower right corner.

Song Shuhang stared at the lower right corner for a moment, and then another string of words floated over.

Hey, Song Mu, I'm pregnant.

Song Shuhang: "Puff"

Is this not Song Mu's fault?

If so, then Song Mu has fertility? Then, he is no longer a ghost spirit? Or... his previous guess was wrong, Song Mu is not his ghost spirit?

"Jiaojiao, is there any response on this jade bed?" Song Shuhang said.

"I didn't notice it. Look for it. If there is anything special, I'll take a look again." Yu Jiaojiao said.

Song Shuhang stared at the jade bed and looked at it carefully.

"Here, at the edge of the bed, there is something wrong here. Jiaojiao, check the jade bed first and see what the reply is." Song Shuhang said quickly.

"Wait for me for a while." Yu Jiaojiao said.

After that, Yu Jiaojiao, who was in the Dragon King Hall, quickly went to the place where the jade bed was.

A few minutes later.

Yu Jiaojiao's voice sounded: "Updated, you close your eyes and watch it again. But... there is still no chance for this reply."

Jiaojiao's voice was a little disappointed, but also with a little joy, she had a lot of fun.

Treasure hunting game, if you play it alone, it's very boring. If you have a companion, it's fun to communicate together.

Song Shuhang closed his eyes and opened them again.

Then, he saw Song Mu's crooked reply again.

Hey, wait, you leave such a message, it will cause misunderstandings to future generations! Speak clearly, it is definitely not my seed. We... There should be more handwriting behind it, but it should have been erased by Song Mu.

Song Shuhang: "..."

The Golden Dragon Ancestor is pregnant. From the messages between her and Song Mu, it seems that this child is not Song Mu's child? But... I feel that this child is related to Song Mu.

"Are there any other messages?" Song Shuhang asked.

With this series of messages and replies, the image of a pair of enemies formed in the minds of Song Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao.

"There is one last place." Yu Jiaojiao said: "I will guide you there... In addition, my body is also heading to the same place."

The last place is a big drum. But this drum has no drum skin.

This time, Yu Jiaojiao didn't need to remind him. Song Shuhang looked at the lower right corner of the big drum.

The time is almost up. I have been waiting for you here for thirteen years, but you, a fool, don't have the guts to step into the Dragon King Palace. I'm leaving, maybe I will go to see the Northern Emperor. If I see you again one day, I will definitely kill you. You damned thing, I mean what I say. Then, I will use your skin to paste this big drum.

Song Shuhang carefully inspected the drum and pointed to the bottom of the drum: "Here!"

He seemed to have a true rapport with Song Mu, and could always find the location of his hidden message.

"Synchronized, close your eyes and open them again." Yu Jiaojiao said.

I wish you success in your plan. Song Mu's message.

Song Shuhang pinched his chin, thinking of the Northern Emperor, and understood it in his heart.

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