Chapter 166 Old Things

While Vivian ran to cook, Hao Ren took the opportunity to ask about the "Ancient Glorious Kingdom".

Maybe it was the subtle sixth sense at work, or maybe it was Raven 12345's intentional and unintentional arrangements that made him subconsciously pay attention to certain things. In short, Hao Ren felt that other information about the day of return was not important. Only this "ancient glorious country" is actually the focus of everything - although it seems that the aliens themselves do not realize this.

But what is regrettable is that the two elders Aiben's understanding of the "ancient glorious kingdom" is limited to the vague words brought by the sea monster, and at best their own unreliable guesses.

"This is the view within our clan. The ancient glorious country should refer to Mount Olympus and other supernatural relics back then." Blufly is the more talkative of the two elders of Eben, and I am happy to explain these things to Hao Ren, "We have read a lot of ancient classics and communicated with the Satyr races in Europe and America. We believe that the wonderful holy land established by those alien predecessors in ancient times is the only one worthy of it." Of course, some people speculate that the title 'Glorious Kingdom' refers to certain forbidden areas on the earth, such as the territory of demon hunters, but this speculation lacks evidence and is untenable."

Hao Ren looked into Blufly's eyes and considered how to shift the topic to the dream plane without alerting the enemy. Finally, he decided to make a side-note: "By the way...what do you think about the origin of aliens?"

Blufly looked at Hao Ren in surprise: "I heard that you are a wizard, but I didn't expect that your research scope would be this?"

"Ahem..." Hao Ren couldn't help coughing twice. He really didn't expect that Kasa and Youn would still insist on this view, and even went back to report it to the elders of the family. But wizards are wizards, and he didn't deny it. Just go ahead and say, "Could the origin of the aliens be related to this 'ancient glorious country'?"

"This... I think it would be more appropriate for a human biologist to study this," Bruflei smiled and spread his hands, "If there is any human biologist who can accept the fact that aliens exist while remaining calm. .”

Hao Ren sighed, already understanding in his heart that the elder Aiben in front of him didn't know that aliens originated from the dream plane. In fact, most of the creatures in this world didn't even know about the dream plane. It seemed that he could only do it on his own. Looking for clues.

At this time, Lily returned from shopping for groceries. Seeing that everyone had finished discussing the business, it was finally time for her to get in the conversation. So she tilted her head enthusiastically and inquired about the matter with the two "seniors" in front of her: "Two uncles, I Can I ask something?"

Bruchet looked at this young man who was said to have abnormal brains gently. Although he was not a descendant of his own family, he still looked at Lily a little more cordially than he looked at other people in the room: "Say it, little one." girl."

"Is there really no husky branch among werewolves?"

The two elders of Aiben were stunned, and they reached a consensus between their eyes: It was exactly as Kasa said, this girl is mentally ill!

While Vivian was busy in the kitchen, everyone started chatting, talking about aliens, demon hunters, history and the current situation without revealing secrets. In the end, even Nangong Wuyue also participated out of curiosity. This time we are chatting. The two werewolf elders talked about a lot of things related to werewolf history. Although there were some exaggerations, it was still enough to open Hao Ren's eyes. Lily, a "freak" who couldn't be classified, also listened with interest. Blufrey mentioned the legendary Fenrir, and also mentioned the distant relatives in Egypt called Anubis - although the Anubis themselves never admitted that there were werewolves in their sacred blood. factor, but the werewolves always believed that Anubis was their mutated relative. Bruchet talked with great interest about the last short period of time where aliens were active hundreds to a thousand years ago. It was a dark period in Europe, when the last trace of ignorance had not yet dissipated from human civilization, and there were stories about gods, monsters and weird countryside stories. Like a thick black mist that filled those ancient rock castles and cramped slums, vampires and werewolves, as the last of the alien races to fade away, still stubbornly entrenched themselves in human cities and villages during that period, until the demon hunters and the church came together with nearly Until they are eradicated by crazy means.

In the low and slow narration of the two werewolf elders, the veiled past of this planet was revealed one by one: the mythical age of aliens began to decline thousands of years ago and officially ended almost a thousand years ago (that was also (A time when various major events occurred in human religion), but the end does not mean complete extinction. In fact, hundreds of years ago after that, the remaining alien races were always in a tug-of-war with the demon hunters and the human church. The struggle for power was overt at first, and then gradually turned semi-underground - all kinds of fictitious country stories began to replace the real demon-hunting war, and it was difficult for ordinary people to witness those dark and powerful creatures in reality. In the end, the last generation of vampire nobles and werewolves, wizards, witches, demons, and spirits were completely eradicated, and people could only read these absurd stories from crudely printed mimeographed pamphlets and manuscripts. With the development of steam boilers, With a roar, the era of aliens officially ended.

The centipede is dead but not stiff, and the "alien", as a huge shadow that hangs over human civilization, struggled tenaciously for hundreds of years after the end of the mythical age before slowly withdrawing from the stage of history.

Bruchet was extremely familiar with these histories. He told these stories to Lily with great enthusiasm, and finally concluded with a sigh, returning to the slightly silent state before.

Hao Ren has never heard Vivian talk about these things in such detail!

It’s not the vampire girl’s fault. Who made her forgetful?

Probably not all werewolves are as easy to communicate with as these two elders. Every time Vivian mentioned the savage nature of werewolves, she talked about it in a confident tone, so Hao Ren could believe that most werewolves might not be so calm. Wise, but since they sent someone to negotiate with the "countess who summoned the red moon", the Eben family must have selected the most suitable candidate. The two elders in front of them were worthy of their names as "elders", which made Hao Ren felt very lucky.

Vivian brought a quite sumptuous meal for everyone.

The two elders of Eben basically watched in a stunned state throughout the whole process as the famous vampire countess was busy between the living room and the kitchen, arranging dishes, dividing chopsticks, and serving food, just like in the past thousands of years. It was the same as she had done nothing for hundreds of years. By the time the two old werewolves reacted, they were already filled with rich but not luxurious home-cooked dishes. Of course, half of them were related to garlic: this last point made the two old wolves Everyone was dumbfounded.

The two of them were sincerely convinced and said in unison: "...the countess who attracts the red moon is well-deserved."

"Let's go after this meal," Vivian always spoke straightforwardly to the werewolf, "We are a shelter for seclusion. You are welcome to be our guests, but don't stay too long."

"Uh-huh," Hao Ren quickly coughed to prevent the atmosphere from getting worse, and then looked at the two werewolves with an apologetic smile, "Vivian is more straightforward, so what, if you are willing to stay, I actually welcome it... …”

The two werewolves' more than a thousand years have not been in vain. They could see at a glance that Hao Ren's polite words were a bit fake. Blufly said cheerfully at that time: "You're welcome, you're not afraid." Do we really agree to stay?"

Hao Ren raised his chopsticks and pointed at the table: "Eat the food, eat the food..."

Doudou immediately received the signal to start the meal, jumped from the pot to the table and began to nibble on the chopsticks specially prepared for him...

This little guy is really well-behaved. She poked her head out several times when the adults were talking, but every time she just looked at it curiously for a while and then went back to continue soaking. At most, she occasionally pulled Hao Ren's clothes and acted coquettishly. But he never made any noise, and seemed to know that the adults were talking about business. Hao Ren was very happy for this, and had even made up his mind to go to Yunnan to wholesale a batch of bamboo for the little guy. The two werewolves were once again stunned (they had been stunned several times today). When they saw the little guy holding chopsticks and chewing on them, they couldn't calm down: "How can the siren eat this?!"

They still think Doudou is a sea monster - after all, there are no genuine mermaids on the earth.

"Mutation, mutation..." Hao Ren smiled dryly and covered up the topic. It would be endless to explain.

While the meal was being eaten in a lively manner, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.