Chapter 1339 Chu Zihang (Part 1)

When Chu Zihang arrived at the agreed location, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and it happened to be drizzling.

After receiving the call, he flew to China as quickly as possible and returned to the city where he was born and raised. Walking on the quiet and deserted streets, the surroundings did not seem dark. The road surface was illuminated by the warm yellow street lights. Every step on the asphalt road surface splashed a clear sound of water. In the distance, you can see the lights in the CBD building.

He held a tennis bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other. The raindrops fell along the straight and wrinkle-free shoulders of his suit. His eyes, as straight as a knife, looked down the canopy of the umbrella and looked at Shilan Middle School across the street and then paused. Because he did not see the gate of Shilan in his impression, to his surprise, the original arched school gate in his memory had been replaced by a rather exaggerated Pantheon-like structure at some point. The sycamore trees on both sides were cut down, and there were two large sculptures. The lintel read "Shilan Noble Junior & Senior Highschool".

Very strange, very rich, but also very elegant.

Looking inside, the green grass is still the same. The principal was willing to renovate the door lintel but was reluctant to replace it with an artificially transplanted lawn. This made the land look extremely muddy when it rained. Even if the rain stopped the next day, the football team could not train normally. No wonder Chinese football still has no hope today.

If the rain gets heavier, there should be tracks of the vehicles that came to pick up the students earlier, Chu Zihang thought for no reason, but the next second, he didn't think about it anymore.

He turned his head back and looked at the street on the other side with an umbrella. There, a closed coffee shop stood quietly there. That was also the agreed place.

When he walked to the door of the coffee shop, he didn't try to find a way to get in directly, but stood outside the fully open glass curtain wall, looking at the figure sitting by the guardrail on the second floor of the coffee shop. The other party didn't hide, nor did he pretend to be mysterious. He just sat there quietly, bowed his head and thought about something, so absorbed that he didn't even notice that Chu Zihang had come to the appointment.

No, maybe he noticed it, but just didn't react, maybe he was expressing goodwill, or inviting.

Standing in the rain with an umbrella, Chu Zihang paused slightly as he looked at the figure on the second floor. Through the glass and a certain distance, he could clearly see the face of the man hidden in the dark. He was very young, a boy about 18 or 19 years old, handsome and handsome.

Similarly, he was also very strange. He didn't know this person, but inexplicably, when he saw the man for the first time, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Until he pushed open the unlocked door of the coffee shop, walked up the stairs, stood next to the man, and held the folded umbrella in his hand. The tip of the umbrella dropped turbid raindrops little by little, seeping into the gaps in the wooden floor.

When observing him closely, Chu Zihang finally understood where the strange feeling came from.

He looked at the boy and suddenly remembered the words that people around him often commented on him a long time ago.

[Look, Chu Zihang is staring at the rainy day again. 】

Everyone thought he liked rainy days very much, so he often stared at the heavy rain in a daze.

But his memory would rise every time it rained, and when the tide came up, it brought the story of that man, and the scars that he had not yet made up for and could not make up for that night. It was a kind of self-reflection, and also a kind of recollection. It seemed that it was not wrong to say that he was in a daze.

In that state, Lu Mingfei once jokingly called himself a sheep in the rain. Once it rained, the wool on his body would be full of water, so heavy that he could not walk, and could only stand quietly in the rain.

Interestingly, Chu Zihang was probably the first time to see this scene from the perspective of an observer.

If he had to describe it, it would be more appropriate to say chicks after freezing rain than sheep in the rain. The overcold rain froze on their feathers to form a shell, which was so strong that they could not move. If they actively waited for the ice to melt, they would freeze to death. If they wanted to escape, they could only struggle hard, or be hammered by kind people passing by.

In the past, someone had indeed hammered his shell, although it was only for a short moment.

"Is it you who called me?" Chu Zihang asked calmly.

The other party had no hostility, which was the answer given to him by his instinct after a long battle. It might be a bit redundant to bring Tongziqie and Spiderqie to the appointment. There was no need to open the tennis bag in his right hand tonight.

Chu Zihang's initiative to speak was considered an icebreaker. The person in front of the seat returned to reality from the silence of bowing his head. He looked up at Chu Zihang, his pupils were beautiful light gold.

Just a glance at each other, Chu Zihang realized that the young man in front of him had a great pedigree, perhaps better than himself, and better than Caesar Gattuso, and belonged to the kind of people with terrible potential like Lu Mingfei.

Chu Zihang's left hand holding the tennis bag gently exerted force, silently rolling up the fibers of the belt. He realized that he just looked at the other party, and deep in his heart he tacitly accepted a fact-if a conflict occurred, he would die.

But surprisingly, he did not feel any sense of crisis.

When a person sits in front of a lion, no matter whether the other person is napping or doing something else, the huge body of the lion itself and the power contained in that body should bring a huge sense of oppression to him. It's like knowing that a gun is equipped with a safety, but you still feel at a loss when it is pointed at you. The reason is that people should be afraid of things that can easily take away their lives. This is an instinct engraved in genes.

But the phenomenon that is happening now violates this logic.

"Sit down." Chu Zihang heard him say.

After settling in Chuzi Terminal for a few seconds, he pulled out his chair. The sound of the chair legs rubbing against the wooden floor was not loud, but it was very loud in the empty and dark cafe. It instantly overshadowed the sound of rain outside the glass curtain wall of the hall. .

He sat down, with his umbrella hanging on the wooden guardrail and the tennis bag lying on his side of the table. He stared across the table into the eyes of this younger boy and asked lightly, "Do I know you?"

He should have asked about the things mentioned on the phone after confirming his identity, but now he changed his mind.

"You can call me Lin Nian. Since you asked this question, we have probably never met. So you don't know me and you shouldn't know me."

The person across the table finally put his energy back on Chu Zihang. Before Chu Zihang came, he thought about many things, constructed many conjectures, and overturned many conjectures. In the end, it was still the person sitting in front of him who answered him. some doubts.

But just before he looked up at Chu Zihang, he was prepared that the other party would change slightly, but the moment he saw it clearly, he was still stunned.

"I don't know you, but you act like you know me and know me well. I don't know how you got my information, but since you chose to sit down and talk, it means that force is not your first priority. Choice." Chu Zihang looked at Lin Nian, who was staring at him inexplicably, and said calmly, "So I want to know, what was the purpose of that call you made to me? You asked me to come here on the phone? Already here, not late and not bringing anyone with me.”

It's very Chu Zihang's style, and it's also very Chu Zihang's answer. It's like a hard-core movie. If everyone can talk, sit down and have a good talk. If they can't talk, they will draw their swords faster than anyone else. The moment the conversation breaks down, he will definitely He pulled out a knife from the tennis bag lying on the table in front of him and slashed at it.

But Lin Nian stared into Chu Zihang's eyes and did not answer Chu Zihang's questions. Chu Zihang also did not avoid his gaze. This state lasted for dozens of seconds.

The sound of rain outside the cafe gradually became louder. I should have expected that this rain would not end easily after it started.

He took a deep breath and asked in a low voice amidst the increasingly noisy rain, "Chu Zihang, how many years do you think you have left to live if this continues?"

Thunder rolled from afar and heavy rain poured down.

"This shouldn't be the topic we want to talk about." Chu Zihang flatly refused to answer this seemingly inexplicable question.

"This is the topic we want to talk about." Lin Nian looked at him and said coldly, "What I am looking for is Chu Zihang, not a superficial corpse that may degenerate into a deadpool at any time. Let me see Clear your eyes."

Under Lin Nian's frowning gaze, Chu Zihang looked into the boy's eyes, and suddenly fell silent for a while. Finally, he lowered his head and raised his hand to wipe his pupils, and took off the two butterfly-black contact lenses.

When he looked up again, his everlasting golden eyes were completely exposed to the air, like dazzling gas lamps in the dark cafe.

Just as Chu Zihang thought, Lin Nian did not avoid his golden eyes. The other party stared intently at the pair of golden eyes that even Caesar Gattuso didn't like to look at, and said in a low voice, "Why? It will end up like this.”

The Chu Zihang in front of him did not live long, and his bloodline was in a precarious state. Lin Nian knew the reason why he fell into this situation.

The blood refining technology inherited by the Lion Heart Society, violent blood.

Chu Zihang was a little surprised that the other party could see through the deepest weakness in his body at a glance, but he still said expressionlessly, "This is not something you should care about."

Lin Nian looked at him deeply, "How many more times can you bleed now? Once? Or twice? Just a few more times, and your broken car will rush off the cliff, and no one can save you."

"This is not something you should care about." Chu Zihang repeated his words calmly, "You don't seem to have any position to care about my physical condition."

"Who taught you violent blood? Angers or someone else? Don't abuse the blood refining technique. The person who taught you this technique should have warned you about this." Lin Nian said.

"You seem to know a lot of things you shouldn't know." Chu Zihang said, "But you are wrong. No one taught me the bloodline refining technology."

"Of course that's the case. You are Chu Zihang, the president of the Lion Heart Society. You dug out that bundle of parchments from the library of the Lion Heart Society yourself." Lin Nian sighed in a low voice, "So no matter what, you will go down this road"

"I heard from Lu Mingfei that you are about to graduate. Have you found any traces of 'Odin' in these years?"

Chu Zihang raised his head and stared at Lin Nian. At that moment, the veins on the back of his hands that were flat on his thighs under the table sprouted, and the fabric of the suit all over his body was slightly tight for it. It was so quiet that no one spoke, and he could only hear The sound of fabric expanding was heard in the environment with the gentle sound of rain.

"Do you know the existence of that thing? How much do you know about it?" Chu Zihang asked, how long has it been since those eternal golden eyes were as hot and bright as now? It will still explode and ignite later.

"No more than you." Lin Nian said lightly, "But I can be sure that with your appearance, meeting 'Odin' will only lead to death. Don't talk about seeking revenge from him, even if you are serving in the executive department now There will be blood risks, right?”

"After graduation, I will join the executive department, and the principal and the director of the executive department will vouch for me." Chu Zihang said.

"It's not enough to have the two of them as guarantees for you. You are now considered a dangerous hybrid, and you are the enemy that the secret party wants to eliminate first. But since they are willing to do this for you, it means that you have become a dangerous hybrid in the past. You have made indelible contributions to the Secret Party. Your hidden dangers are not enough to outweigh your achievements. This is the only explanation I can find." Lin Nian said coldly, "The Secret Party is not a caring organization, and its tools will not corrode. It is normal to throw away something and change it after taking advantage of it. Now your situation goes against this norm, which means you do big things, big things that everyone will remember. "

"You know the internal structure of Kassel College very well. Are you an enemy of the secret party?" Chu Zihang frowned. For the first time, he felt that the person in front of him was dangerous. He knew that there were too many, so many that it was almost like It's the same as having served in the executive department.

Lin Nian looked up at him and was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly asked, "In whose hands did the King of Earth and Mountain die?"

A muffled thunder sounded just right outside the window. It didn't explode, but was dull and rolled away, crawling over the black clouds with dim thunder light.

For a moment, Lin Nian thought that the man sitting opposite him was going to get angry in the next second. It was like an angry lion was staring at him through those golden eyes, and those tight pupil lines were It's the wrinkles on the lion's face when it's furious, each one revealing bloody ferocity.

"Is that so?" He lowered his head and said.

He understood the answer to this question.

"You know a lot of things you shouldn't know. Who are you?" Chu Zihang asked in a deep voice, his voice as cold as steel, and his golden eyes seemed to be freezing.

"A person who does not belong to this world." Lin Nian replied, "Have you seen "The Butterfly Effect"?"

"Understood."

"You can assume that I am a person from a world that is plausible to you. The direction and process of everything on my side are somewhat different from what you have experienced. For example, the king of the earth and mountains is still in my side. There is no death yet, and we are still working on it.”

"'We'?" Chu Zihang paused and caught the word.

"Of course that includes you, the Chu Zihang I am familiar with, not the Chu Zihang sitting in front of me now." Lin Nian looked at him and said, "Your crusade against the King of Earth and Mountain is over, but we 's not."

After about tens of seconds of silence, Chu Zihang shook his head slightly, probably because he didn't believe such bizarre rhetoric.

This statement is so absurd that no logical person would believe it.

"I didn't try to make you believe my origin and statement. You just asked, so I answered." Lin Nian said, "I'm curious, how did you kill the King of Earth and Mountain? She is very strong. At least it's difficult for me to kill her in a one-on-one situation. If I can't do it, then you can't do it either."

Chu Zihang did not answer Lin Nian's question because it was a secret. All the details of the Northern Nibelungen that year were sealed into files by Norma and were designated as top secrets at the "SS" level. After that, Everyone involved in the incident was forced to sign a confidentiality agreement, and he was naturally one of them.

"Tell me how you killed the King of Earth and Mountain. In exchange, I will tell you the specific location of Chu Tianjiao's safe house. Before he disappeared on the viaduct, many things were left in that safe house. About that man and everything he sees about you and your mother," Lin Nian said calmly, "There is no monitoring or recording here. This is an exchange. If you think it's worth it, use the information in exchange for what you want. Those things.”

Thunder was rolling outside the glass curtain wall, and the heavy rain finally arrived. The sound of raindrops suddenly became louder, making it noisy, but making the cafe even more silent.

"It is true that I killed the King of the Earth and the Mountain. I stabbed her heart with a folding knife forged from the Philosopher's Stone, and killed one of the twins, Jormungandr. 'Fenrir' took advantage of the chaos to devour her remains and evolved into 'Hela', preparing to release the 'Shiva Karma Dance' to destroy everything, but I stopped them with the Seven Deadly Sins."

Chu Zihang finally slowly told the story of what happened in the Northern Nibelung that day.