Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

Chapter 88 Going Home

After dinner, Lin Xuan took Lin Qiye out.

"Lin Xuan, Qiye, where are you going?"

Chen Muye asked as he cleared the plates.

"Go out and digest the food. I'll be back soon."

Lin Xuan waved at Chen Muye and said casually.

Chen Muye was silent for a while, "Come back soon."

"it is good."

Lin Xuan was in front and Lin Qiye was behind, and the two walked along the way.

"That's not a good excuse."

As they walked, Lin Qiye suddenly spoke.

Although Lin Qiye's physical fitness is not as outrageous as Lin Xuan's, he has the blessing of the Forbidden Ruins, so problems with digestion are no longer a problem.

Even if he started a fierce battle in the middle of a meal, he would not feel any discomfort.

"I'll try to come up with a better excuse next time. How about the excuse that you feel you have an allergy to organic matter and need to go to the hospital?"

"Why don't you tell me I'm allergic to the air."

Lin Qiye glanced at Lin Xuan.

"So, where are we going?"

"Didn't you guess it?"

Lin Qiye pursed his lips, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Lin Xuan walked straight towards the old city without even looking at Lin Qiye behind him.

While eating, Lin Xuan learned a little about what happened in the east of the city.

There were five cases in total, and in all of them, the victims had their fingers cut off, their limbs nailed to the ground, and nails driven into their hearts.

If he remembered correctly, all this was probably the work of a tavern owner in order to resurrect a bug.

The fifth incident took place in a hospital in the east of the city, not in a pub.

But Lin Xuan learned that the fourth incident happened in the tavern.

Although Lin Xuan didn't remember how many times the ceremony needed to be performed, he remembered that the one in the tavern should be the second to last one.

In other words, this is actually the last time the hospital will go there!

This is a ritual, and after completing these five sacrifices, the insect will be resurrected.

And if it can kill hundreds of people in one breath after that, the strength of the insect can be raised to a terrifying level.

Lin Xuan remembered that in the original book, the other party used the method of plane crashing.

But this is not the original story. The bug has been resurrected early and may take other approaches.

This will lead to a series of chain reactions, which may delay the war between gods, but may also bring it forward.

But no matter what, during the war between gods, Lin Qiye would not have time to go home.

Now is the best chance, and it may also be the last chance.

When he reached a street corner, Lin Xuan stopped there and did not move forward.

Lin Qiye stared blankly at the low building in the distance. Through the dim light, he could see the figure of a hunched-over person in the house.

My aunt is busy.

get ready.

It was getting dark at this time.

Lin Qiye suddenly understood why one feels more timid when one is close to home.

What he actually wanted to say was that he was not ready yet, but how could one be prepared for something like this?

Lin Qiye walked step by step towards the low house. That was his home. He originally thought that he would need to hold on for ten years before he could return home and see his aunt and A Jin.

He originally thought that he could hold on for these long ten years.

It was not until this moment, until he stood in front of the low building, that he realized how naive his thoughts were.

He overestimated his own will.

He is still the boy who was pulled out of the dark abyss by his aunt, and the Lin Qiye who was raised by his aunt with great difficulty.

in the house.

"A Jin, help me peel the garlic."

My aunt patted her back and called out to Yang Jin.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jin immediately dropped the comic book in his hand, ran over and picked up the garlic cloves.

My aunt was cooking, but her thoughts kept wandering.

I don’t know how that kid Qiye is doing in the army.

I've been feeling very depressed lately. I don't know how Qiye is doing in the army and whether he's being bullied.

"Ah Jin, when will your brother be able to come back? Even if he's in the army, he's allowed to go home to visit his family, right?"

Aunt said.

"Mom, don't worry, my brother will definitely come back as soon as possible."

Yang Jin comforted his mother, but his eyes were a little gloomy. After all, in another month, the Mortal God Realm would not be able to be maintained.

But at this moment, there was a sound of "wang".

In the living room, the little black cat, who was lying on the floor and wagging its tail lazily, suddenly jumped up.

It lay in front of the window and its tail wagged like a propeller.

"Woof, woof woof, woof woof!"

Yang Jin's surprise was beyond words. He hurriedly put down the garlic cloves and went to the balcony.

"Wang!"

"I know."

Yang Jin whispered, "I didn't expect my brother to come back at this time."

The smile on his face was so bright, and there seemed to be stars twinkling in his eyes.

On the side, the little black cat kept scratching the window sill with its short legs, like a madman.

After a moment, it left the window, rushed to the door like the wind, and began to pry at it.

"Yang Jin, take care of the little black scabby and don't let it scratch the door."

My aunt's voice came from the kitchen. She was still frying vegetables.

Yang Jin quickly walked to the door, opened it, and Little Black rushed out like the wind and pounced on the person who came.

At this time, the man was standing outside with his hands raised.

He seemed to be hesitating whether to knock on the door.

Yang Jin and the visitor looked into each other's eyes with smiles on their faces. The little black cat was spinning between the visitor's legs, and its tail was slapping the visitor's legs, making a very rhythmic sound.

The visitor seemed not to have expected someone to open the door. He looked at Yang Jin inside the door and was stunned for a moment.

"Ah Jin, you kid, you haven't even finished peeling the garlic yet, and you're already playing with the little black scabies, right?"

My aunt walked out of the kitchen and was about to nag Yang Jin, but when she looked at the door, all the words were stuck in her throat in an instant and she could no longer speak.

She stared blankly at the figure at the door, as if observing it carefully. She wanted to go forward, but was afraid that it was just her imagination.

Lin Qiye also looked at his aunt, and said with trembling lips, "Aunt, I'm back."

Suddenly, tears welled up in my aunt's eyes.

At this moment, she was finally convinced that her Xiaoqi was really back.

"Xiao, Xiaoqi, why didn't you call me when you came back?"

My aunt staggered forward a few steps, came in front of Lin Qiye, and stroked Lin Qiye's cheek with her big, calloused hand.

"If you had told me before you came, I could have prepared something and made you something delicious. Look at you, you've lost weight over the past year."

My aunt was smiling, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed like flowers, but tears were rolling down from the corners of her eyes.

"Wait a minute, the supermarket should be open at this time. Auntie will buy you some spare ribs."

As my aunt spoke, she picked up her bag and was about to go out, but was stopped by Lin Qiye.

"Aunt, there's no need to bother."

Lin Qiye hugged his aunt tightly.

Once upon a time, his aunt was his most reliable harbor.

In his impression, his aunt was a towering mountain, a superman who could shield him from all pain and unhappiness.

But now, he is taller than his aunt.

And his aunt is already old.

"Auntie, I want to eat noodles, the noodles you made."

My aunt hugged Lin Qiye tightly with trembling hands.

"Auntie will do it for you right away, right away."