In the back garden of Wu Rong’s villa, the plants flourished under the Qingling Gu’s care, appearing lush and vibrant. However the central vegetable patch remained barren, resembling a somewhat awkward small mound.
When Wu Rong led the group to that spot, they noticed several ghost dogs lying to the right of the mound.
“Woof!”
Sensing someone approaching, the pitch-black ghost dog agilely stood up, happily wagging its tail and panting loudly, its rough and clear barking turned into a playful whimper. Simultaneously, to the right of the mound, the shadows of several pairs of triangular cat ears recoiled within the bushes, and a winding, vine-like jade green serpent, resembling a python from a horror movie, silently moved within the grass and bushes.
Suddenly, it stood tall in front of Wu Rong, revealing itself as a large green snake. Its robust and powerful body resembled a python from the movie “Anaconda”. The snake, with its vertical pupils, stared coldly at the human in front of it. However, when Wu Rong raised his hand, the snake lowered its head meekly, allowing him to stroke it. Its tail wagged like a dog’s.
Its large tail swept across the mound, leveling the ground. The ghost dogs and cat spirits surrounding it dispersed. Asserting its dominance, the Qingling Gu affectionately flicked its tongue and licked Wu Rong’s hand. Its flexible tail-tip plunged into the ground, and soon, it pulled out a pure gold box. After shaking off the dust and making it clean, it handed it over to Wu Rong.
Originally obtained from Tiankeng No. 444, this stone carving of a supposed prophet had accurately predicted events. However, Wu Rong didn’t want to rely too much on this power. He was wary of the stone carving and didn’t want the people around him to become complacent because of its predictions. After leaving the Tiankeng, Wu Rong found information about how the stone carving had deceived many people in the name of prophecy. To be on the safe side, he decided to shrink it down and lock it in a gold box, burying it underground.
“This should be the reward Wu Rong received for completing the Tiankeng’s consciousness task.”
Wu Rong brought the stone carving to Huang Mao’s villa, where Bai Gu, Huang Mao, Su Xiaomi, and others gathered in the living room, curiously inspecting the golden box placed on the table.
“If it claims to be Pseudologoi and predict the future, it might be related to the Seven Great Tiankeng’s.”
Su Xiaomi hesitated, “When I was on Mount Longhu, my master told me that during the early days of the spiritual resurrection, it deceived many people until Grandmaster Fu chopped it into several pieces… Well, if it is indeed that stone carving, a pure gold box probably wouldn’t be able to contain it.”
“Let’s take a look first.”
When Wu Rong came out of Tiankeng No. 444, people from the Public Security Bureau briefly mentioned the matter of the stone carving. Even Director Zheng couldn’t completely suppress it. Many powerful individuals who had been deceived by it couldn’t completely kill it. It was evident that the stone carving had a significant background. Although humans had no way to deal with it, the stone carving was merely playing pranks. It had not killed anyone, so the Public Security Bureau continued to monitor it, no longer attempting to suppress it.
No one expected the stone carving to stay with Wu Rong for so long. It would likely play a few tricks and then leave. Regardless of how powerful an ability user was or how weak and uncapable an ordinary person was, many had possessed this stone carving, but none could make it stay.
Wu Rong had a premonition that the stone carving should still be in the golden box.
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Opening the sealed golden box took some effort, and as the lid finally cracked open, a faint, melancholic sigh emerged, sounding exceptionally abrupt. Bai Gu tightened his scepter, while Su Xiaomi nervously held two sealing talismans. The milky persian kitten, which had been licking its fur on top of the refrigerator, jumped down and curiously stood on the table to watch.
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“When the fish weeps, the sea knows; Yet when I weep, only soil and crawling creatures understand me.”
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“They seem to be… plaster?”
“They’re tears, these are the humble, feeble tears shed by the helpless me in the darkness.”
Following the sorrowful male voice, a small stone carving head rotated and rose from the ‘pile of teardrops’. Despite having a sculpted and fixed face, much like that of a statue, when Huang Mao and the others watched a snow-white plaster ‘teardrop’ squeeze out from its left eye, they immediately felt goosebumps on their backs.
“Oh, my great and respected master. Please forgive my current loss of composure. To see you again is as beautiful to me as a dream, a dream I am unwilling to wake up from.”
Among the circle of onlookers, the stone carving head had eyes only for Wu Rong. Bai Gu and the others even sensed genuine joy and other intense emotions coming from the stone carved head. It was like the main character in a play who had been abandoned, using an elegantly exaggerated recitative to passionately confess to Wu Rong:
“If I could, I would take out my heart and offer it to you. If that could represent loyalty, my respected and supreme master. But I am just a head, so I am willing to dedicate all my tears to you throughout my life, humbly seeking your mercy…”
“No wonder those big shots are often deceived by this head.”
Amidst the stone carved head’s passionately improvised poetry recitation, within the blood contract connection, Su Xiaomi secretly commented, earnestly saying, “If I were praised like this every day, I could ascend to the heavens.”
Wu Rong unexpectedly resisted the temptation of foreseeing the future and sealed and buried the head!
Thinking about this, Su Xiaomi admired Wu Rong even more.
While Wu Rong listened to the stone carved head’s flattery with an expressionless face, he took out the parchment obtained from Ms. Mo and placed it in front of the stone carving.
“Do you recognize this?”
From the moment Wu Rong took out the parchment, he had been observing the changes in the stone carved head’s demeanor. Unfortunately, it was just a head carved from stone, making it incredibly difficult to discern expressions or emotional changes. The exaggerated tone of its speech further interfered with Wu Rong’s judgment.
“I recognize it, my master. The one who wrote it is a trickster, a thief, a fool, a coward who is not very clever. His name is Leo.”
Sir Leo.
Wu Rong remained composed and carefully noted the string of adjectives used by the stone carved head: “Do you know him?”
“I know him, of course. If you ask me, my great master, this parchment is not worthy of being handed to you personally. After all, we all know that Leo is a weak coward, and he is very different from the other eight heroes.”
As its prophecies went without mention, the stone carved head did not bring up the rules related to its predictions again. Wu Rong felt that this was its true purpose. After all, it was an old stone carved head with connections to the Great Tiankeng, so it must know a lot.
The premise was that Pseudo-logoi did not lie.
“Sir Leo is a hero!”
Hearing the stone carved head defaming Sir Leo, Su Xiaomi, who grew up listening to the legends of the nine heroes, was displeased. However, in the face of his opposition, the stone carved head, contrary to its respectful attitude towards Wu Rong, arrogantly said, “Oh, what mosquito is buzzing incessantly? These annoying little insects that are unaware of their own insignificance should learn some manners. But I’m afraid their tiny brains can’t hold much more inside them.”
Su Xiaomi’s face turned red with anger, and he rolled up his sleeves fiercely. Huang Mao, who didn’t catch the sarcasm, felt a bit embarrassed and hid his hand behind his back, saying, “Uh, is it because my mosquitoes are making too much noise? I’ll ask them to settle down.”
“They are my friends.”
Wu Rong said calmly, and before he could say more, the stone carving head immediately bowed respectfully, “At your command, noble master. Your will is the direction of my life.”
After saying that, it turned to Su Xiaomi, completely changing its attitude, sincerely repentant. It even wanted to give its ‘tears’ to Su Xiaomi. Not everyone could withstand such exaggerated flattery. Plus, with Wu Rong present, Su Xiaomi finally rejected the stone carved head’s tears, crossing his arms and remaining silent.
“Continue,” Wu Rong said. “I want to know more about Sir Leo.”
“Forgive me for being straightforward, my merciful master. His actions do not befit the status of a knight. You may call him Leo. Of course, it’s just a small suggestion.”
The stone carved head earnestly advised Wu Rong, “After all, he is flattering and opportunistic, hypocritically cowardly, and he didn’t even enter the Seven Great Tiankeng’s. Compared to the heroes who sacrificed themselves to seal the Tiankengs, Leo is as insignificant as a crawling creature.”
Wu Rong asked, “Do you know about the Feileng Cui?”
“There are many Feileng Cui in the world, my wise master. The Feileng Cui Cathedral in Jotunheim, the transliteration of Florence, some poetry, and prose names. But if it’s related to Leo, there’s only one Feileng Cui.”
“That is the Florence Orphanage on Prince Avenue in the European Union.”
Author’s note:
The stone carved head’s thoughts on time—
The stone carved head: Have you ever loved someone, shifting from sheer joy to utter devastation?
The stone carved head: Born as a head, I am sorrowful.
The stone carved head: You cannot tiptoe in love forever; my center of gravity will be unstable and won’t last long before I fall. It’s exhausting.
The stone carved head: I’ve been avoiding it for a long time,and have rejected many people, until I met you. I started to waver, believing that my so-called suffering may turn into happiness, only to find out later that you don’t love me.
The stone carved head: Sob, sob.
Editor: Cloud Chip Cake
Wonder how helpful the Head will be.
Wow this head is very….. hmm two faced 😂😂
Bro wanna be Arrodes so bad
I feel like it would’ve been better if they made this statue a mirror so that I could call it “two-faced b@stard!!” it really is too bad Shan Rong only has eyes for Fu Qing and Nan xD