novelcrest Chapter 624 The Orphanage
Chapter 624 The Orphanage
Chapter 624 The Orphanage
For Luohe, he is qualified to know many secrets, whether they are in Crimson or in the night watchman.
After all, the two are of the same origin.
It's just that in many cases, he will selectively forget that part of the past.
The members of Crimson were all selected from the 13 families founded by the Night Watchman. Just after they showed their talent, they were taken away from the family and went to live in a strange place.
There, they were not allowed to mention their past, family, or even their names.
The fresh faces are labeled with cold numbers, from 1 to 13, and each strange number represents a person.
It was a cold, emotionless place where 13 children gathered together to train, study, and sharpen day after day
A large four-story building carries all the growth of these children.
There is also a fenced yard outside. It is only possible to go for a walk in the yard when the weather is good and the performance is good.
The building is leaden gray, as are the unusually high walls, which look like the face of an old man who has been dead for some time.
They thought they were the only children here, until one day the door at the end of the corridor opened.
It was an iron door that was full of stories just by looking at it. The old door hinge made a harsh friction sound, and as it opened, the first thing that fell out of it was dust.
Like a dusty box full of stories.
Pairs of curious eyes widened, staring at the scene behind the iron door. There was not much space there, and it was a room like a confinement room.
There are no windows, just a hanging incandescent lamp.
A child about their age was tied to a special iron bed. The iron bed bulged at an odd angle, which made people uncomfortable.
The child is covered with countless tubes, and there are all kinds of instruments beside him, with colorful lights on the instruments.
Seemingly sensing their gaze, the child slowly turned his head, revealing a pair of eyes from the gap in the restraint belt that fixed his head.
At the moment when their eyes met, these watching children suddenly had a feeling they had never experienced before.
They seem to be on the edge of a cliff, with their heads down, staring into the abyss.
This was their first meeting, and it ended in a very weird, even horrifying atmosphere, and several younger children fainted directly.
They didn't know until a long time later that the child's name was Zero.
earlier than they came.
And the place they were in, this small area enclosed by a towering wall, was an orphanage.
Inside the Night Watch, this is also a forbidden area, and they call it Area 13.
A containment center directly under the headquarters of the Night Watchman.
It is also here that they are forged to become the sharpest and most loyal swords in the Night Watch organization.
"I keep watch in the dark night, hoping that more people will sing the praises of the dawn." Pi Ruan murmured, staring at the dancing candlelight.
"Enough!" Luo He scolded, he has always shown his calm face, and he rarely loses his composure like this, he doesn't like this sentence.
Because it reminds him of the past.
"Ah, ah, I don't want to say anything." Rubbing his face with his hands, Pi Ruan put on that mean smile again, squinting his eyes, looking at Luo He with a cold face, "No. 3 , You didn’t come here to reminisce, tell me, what did you find?”
"Liu Zizi is the former disciple of Dongyang, the ancestor of Yamamoto." Luo He said: "I found Yoko and sneaked into her dream."
"In her subconscious, she also has a vague sense of familiarity with Liu Lizi, and" he paused, "I also found something very interesting."
"Tell me about it." Pi Ruan became interested.
"Do you still remember the child in Yoko's arms?" Luo He asked meaningfully.
Pi Ruan frowned.
The next second, Luo He whispered: "Her child died two years ago, when the influence of the Orientals was still there, they gathered together and held a ceremony for this child."
As he spoke, Luo He opened the book, and took out a sandwiched photo from it. The photo was full of age, and the corners had turned yellow.
Above is a group of Orientals in traditional costumes. The men are holding knives, and the women are leaning forward slightly, kneeling on both sides respectfully.
Judging from the scene, all the orientals who came here were of status, and among these orientals of status, there was a person standing facing him.
Because of the angle, I couldn't see his face.
But it was definitely a man.
The man was holding a child in his arms. The clothes on his body were weird and gorgeous, and the long skirt was dragging on the ground. Around him, people naturally formed a circle.
Even those arrogant oriental men subconsciously lowered their heads to show respect when facing him.
"It's that great priest." Pi Ruan took the photo, and the weird and solemn scene on it immediately reminded him of this.
In a position relatively close to the priest, there was also a profile of a woman kneeling on the ground.
Staring at the photo, Pi Ruan recognized it and said in a deep voice, "It's Yoko."
From this point of view, the child who was held in the arms of the great priest and wrapped in white cloth should be Yoko's child.
Her child is dead.
"Look at this one again." Luo He didn't pause, and then took out another photo.
It can be seen that the scene is similar, and it should have been filmed on that day, but compared with the solemn and old-fashioned atmosphere before, the atmosphere at this time is much better.
His eyes slowly swept over the photo, and suddenly, Pi Ruan's eyes paused, as if some unbelievable guess in his heart had been confirmed, "It's really like this."
The child who had been held in his arms was now closely following the high priest. The two held hands and walked at the same time to a high platform that was built.
I don't know the relationship with the light, or some other reason, but the child looks so dark that it looks like a shadow.
The surrounding Orientals, both men and women, were more respectful than before. Some even knelt on the ground with their heads on the ground, looking devout as if they were celebrating the new king's enthronement.
The scene on the high platform is very blurry, as if separated by a layer of fog, but if you look closely, you can still see through the fog.
It was a tall figure, much taller than normal people, with thicker limbs, standing upright in the mist, motionless, and the scene was very strange.
At this moment Pi Ruan had guessed what was on the high platform.
It was a straw man.
A gigantic straw man they had never seen before.
"This is a ceremony." Pi Ruan put down the photo and said affirmatively, "The child was dead before the ceremony, but after the ceremony, he came back to life."
"Huh—" Luo He shook his head, staring at the candle in front of him with strange eyes, the flames danced in his eyes, "Not only, this is not just a resurrection ceremony, but an inheritance."
"I checked that child's name." Luo He tilted his head and said, "He is also called Mr. Yamamoto."
(End of this chapter)