As a Ninja, I Just Want To Eat Soft Rice In Xingyue

　　 Ping Cang Guangluo clutched his stomach and leaned weakly against the wall. He didn't know how long he had fainted, but judging from the degree of hunger and thirst, it should be more than a day.

　　 Suddenly, a dark object flew up and smashed into Ping Cang Guangluo's arms.

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu was taken aback by the sudden attack. He looked down and found that half of a dirty cake was lying in his arms.

　　 "This... pie in the sky?"

　　 Ping Cang Guangrui was a little dazed. He wiped the dust off his glasses with his sleeve, then swept around, and found that he was in a simple cell.

　　 In the corner of the cell, curled up in a dirty, white-skinned, brown-black-eyed little girl.

　　 The little girl is about twelve or thirteen years old. She appears to be a native of Egypt. Her long black hair is curly, and her dark eyes are shining like stars.

　　 The girl is very cute and beautiful. It is definitely a type that can arouse countless lo*ic*n enthusiasm when it is released. However, Aragura Koru was only a little surprised and thought about the girl's identity.

　　As a standard two-dimensional enthusiast, Aing Cang Guangli only likes two-dimensional wives, and has no feelings for three-dimensional people, even if the other party is very cute and beautiful.

Ping Cang Guang Liu was not a fan of the second dimension, he also likes girls in reality, but since being kicked to Africa by Dong Ye, Ping Cang Guang Liu sees either blacks or whites every day, causing his face blindness more and more. The more serious the situation, coupled with the fact that the locals really did not fit his aesthetics, Ping Cang Guang Liu could only transfer his feelings for women to the second dimension, and then opened the door to a new world.

　　How can girls in the real world have the fragrance of second-generation wives?

　　 Ping Cang Guang Ryu is now a heavy two-dimensional enthusiast. He likes chasing fans and collecting figures. He loves the manga Naruto published by his boss Tono Sou. He dreams of crossing to the two-dimensional in the next life and marrying the paper man wife. So no matter how cute the loli in front of him is, she can't arouse his desire at all!

　　 Ping Cangguang Ryu picked up the noodles in his arms, looked at the girl and asked:

　　 "This is what you gave me?"

　　 The girl nodded silently.

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu suddenly noticed that there was a red tattoo-like pattern on the back of the girl's hand. He had little knowledge of the magic world and he still didn't know the meaning of that tattoo.

　　 "Where is this place?" Ping Cang Guangliu unceremoniously took a bite of the dirty noodles. He is very hungry now and can't control so much.

　　 "A dungeon." The girl said softly.

　　 "Dungeon? Where's the dungeon? You were also arrested in?" Guan Cang Guangrui showed a surprised expression.

　　 "Well, they arrested a lot of people, it should be a living sacrifice." The girl nodded slightly and said with a low expression.

　　 "What living sacrifice?" Ping Cang Guangliu stopped chewing, and a bitter cold rose from his spinal cord to the back of his head, causing his whole body to stand up.

　　 "It is to bring a group of people to the altar and kill them all to please the gods or achieve a certain purpose." The girl explained.

　　 "Then I am also a sacrifice." Ping Cang Guang Liu swallowed in fear.

　　 "Yes." The girl said affirmatively.

"It's over! Why am I so unlucky! I'm all the way, how can I become a living sacrifice? I haven't finished watching the fan, my figure is full of a bookshelf!" Ping Cang Guanglu held his head He wailed, his expression extremely painful.

　　 The girl just stared at Irakura Guangrui silently, without saying a word.

　　 Abandoned himself for a while, Ping Cang Guang Liu helped down his glasses, his amber eyes suddenly ignited a raging fighting spirit, as if he had changed his personality.

　　 "No! I can't die here yet, I want to escape from prison!"

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu looked at the locked cell door, and then rushed out violently, slamming his body towards the cell door.

　　 "No!" The girl reached out to stop, but it was too late.

　　 I saw a flash of lightning surge from the cell door. As soon as Ping Cang Guang Liu hit the cell door, he was blown out on the spot. His short black hair was electrified into explosive heads, and his whole body twitched on the ground.

　　 "Uncle, why are you so stupid? You are obviously a magician, but you didn't even notice the technique on the prison door. I thought you knew it." The girl covered her face with her hand and looked speechless.

"uncle?"

　　 The half-dead bottle Cang Guangluo immediately resurrected with full blood, a carp stood up, pointed to himself aggressively and said:

　　 "Brother, call him brother! I'm only twenty years old this year!"

　　 "Useless brother." The girl showed very contemptuous eyes.

"Uh--"

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu seemed to be pierced through the heart by a girl's eyes, and his whole body was petrified in place while covering his heart, muttering in his heart: I was actually looked down upon by a child.

　　 "Useless brother, you obviously have a lot of magic power in your body, why can't you even see such a simple technique? Haven't your parents taught you magic?" The girl asked, playing with her curly hair with her fingers.

　　 "I...I haven't been a magician for many years." Ping Cang Guangliu returned to God, his face a little helpless.

Before being kicked to Africa by Dongye Koru, Pingcang Guangrui had received the ninja training of Dongyeo, and he also knew the common sense of the magic world. However, Pingcang Guangruu was not a hardworking person. He likes to live a peaceful life as soon as he arrived in Africa. Never trained again, and now that five years have passed, he has almost forgotten the ninjutsu he learned.

"It seems that we can't escape. We can only wait for people in my family to find me in time and save us." The girl lowered her head in a loss, her hands tightly hugged her thighs, and the whole person curled up like a ball. Kittens are as weak as they are, and lovable.

　　 "You should be a magician according to you, what's your name?" Kakura Guangru asked curiously.

　　 "Neelia, everyone calls me Neelia, what about you brother?" the girl asked.

　　 "Arakura Koru, Japanese."

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu stretched out his hand to Neelia, and Neelia looked at Ping Cang Guang Liu with a disgusting look, then hesitated and shook it.

　　 "Neelia, do you have a way to get out of trouble?" Aragura Guangrui asked while sitting opposite Neelia.

　　 "Yes, but you..."

　　 Nillia looked suspicious, and she was hesitant to speak, obviously suspecting that Aragura could not do it.

"Cough, cough, cough, it was just an accident. I am actually very strong. To use Higashino as a bastard, I am at least a first-rate magician." Guangliu Ping Cang gave a light cough and patted his chest to ensure that he was younger than himself. The feeling of contempt by the people is really uncomfortable.

Nielia pointed to the somewhat dilapidated cell door and said, "The technique on the cell door is very low-level. The caster seems to be just a second-rate magician. As long as the cell door is attacked with powerful magic, the cell door can be blasted open. "

　　 "Since the technique is so low-level, why don't you use magic to break through?" A suspicion flashed in Guan Cang Guangluo's eyes.

　　 "……"

Neelia seemed to think of something bad, lowered her head in frustration, and was silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "I am the second daughter of the family, and my father has many children. I am not the one with the best qualifications. I have inherited the qualifications of family magic, so I just know a lot."

　　 In the world of magicians, the inheritance of the family is generally left to one child. Children who have not obtained the right of inheritance either live as ordinary people or adopt them to other magician families, and Neelia is obviously the former.

"Sorry."

　　 Realizing that he had said something wrong, Iakura Koru hurriedly apologized.

　　 "It's okay, I'm used to it, and it's good to be an ordinary person." Although the girl said so, there was sadness and unwillingness in her eyes, and she could see that she really wanted magic.

　　 "I will take you out." Ping Cang Guangliu's face was a little guilty promise.

　　 The girl was silent, her desperate face obviously didn't hold any hope.

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu stood up and looked at the dilapidated prison door. Jieyin, with rusty hands, wanted to explode the door with fire escape, but suddenly found that he couldn't remember a ninjutsu mark.

　　 Damn, why I used to be so salty... Ping Cang Guangya has never blamed himself as much as today:

　　 "I really don't want these **** eyes."

　　 The poorly skilled Ping Cang Guangliu hesitated to take off his glasses, and his amber pupils turned bright gold in the next second, and countless future possibilities were watched by him at this moment.

Aing Cang Guangya has rarely used Future Vision since he got the Demon Eye Kill. He hates the feeling of getting a strategy without playing a game, so he has hardly used Future Vision in the past eight years, except for playing tricks for Dongye. , But now the situation is beyond his control.

　　 "This is... the magic eye!"

　　 The girl’s eyes widened. She never expected that Ping Cang Guangluo, who had shown such a wasteful performance, was actually the owner of the magic eye, and she seemed not to be of a low level.

"I saw!"

　　 Ping Cang Guang Liu showed an expression of excitement, he saw the safest future.

　　 Ping Cangguang Ryu put on the glasses, looked at Neelia and said:

　　 "The guards will take us to a clearing for a while. Where there is a huge magic circle, you only need to write down this spell and chant it wherever you go."

　　 "What spell?" Nielia looked surprised.

"This is the kind of future that I have seen with the vision of the future, which allows us to escape here safely. Read it to me: Announce-Your body entrusts me, and my destiny is attached to your sword. In response to the call of the Holy Grail, Those who follow this will and reason will respond to me..."

Hearing that it is the future that the future sees, Neelia no longer doubts. It is risky to recite a spell that does not know its purpose, but Neelia feels that the bottle is a waste, but it is a good person. He wouldn't lie to himself, so he agreed to Ping Cang Guangyao's request.

　　 "Announcement-Your body..."

　　 Nielia read it twice after Arakura Guangrui, then nodded and said:

　　 "Okay, I wrote it down."

　　 "You have a good memory." Pingcang Guangrui complimented.

　　 Nillia blushed, and said in an insignificant voice: "Thank you, I'm just good at endorsing."

　　 Ping Cang Guang Ryu breathed a sigh of relief, and began to sit on the ground to regain his strength, asking Neelia about her stories from time to time.

Pingcang Guangliu just used Future Vision to see many ways to help him escape with Neelia, but there is no harm, and there is only one way with no risk at all, and that is to let Neelia be there. Read this spell on the circle.

After chanting the spell, he could not see the future clearly, as if he was covered in a fog. Anyway, at the end of the future, he and Neelia returned to the ground safely, and all those who were caught as sacrifices also escaped. Come out, since everyone is fine, then this is the best future.

　　Through questioning, Pingcang Guangliu learned that Neelia came from a local magic family. The family has passed on for thousands of years and is good at necromantic magic. He is regarded as a well-known local wealthy in Cairo.

According to Nillia, their family ancestors have some relationship with Ramses II’s favorite consort Nifitali. They are probably descended from the Nefitali tribe. However, due to the age too long, it has been impossible to verify that, she also I don’t know if it’s true.

As for why Nielia was caught, it was because she planned to take a shortcut home after school, but met a few gangsters in a remote alley. She was not a magician, so she was easily caught and locked in. In the dungeon.

　　While Ping Cang Guang Liu and Neelia were chatting, the prison door was suddenly opened, and several sturdy men with dull-eyed eyes walked in and handcuffed Ping Cang Guang Liu and Neelia and took them away.

　　 "These people are controlled by implied magic. They don't even have dolls or artificial people. They only use ordinary people. The magician hiding behind must be a second-rate, uninfluenced, but very ambitious magician."

　　 Nillia curled her mouth in disdain, leaned to the side of Guan Cang Guang Liu, and whispered:

"The object of the savage ritual of living sacrifice is generally gods, but magicians generally do not believe in gods. Therefore, the magicians behind the scenes should want to achieve some kind of ritual, but their own abilities are insufficient, so they want to use living people to complement the ritual. , Because the vitality of a living person can be transformed into magical power."

　　 "What ceremony?" Ping Cang Guangluo's tone was trembling.

　　 "I don't know, but it's probably a summoning ceremony. Maybe the magician behind the scenes wants to summon a demon."

　　 Nillia shrugged, then as if thinking of something, she asked:

　　 "By the way, what does the Holy Grail in your spell mean? The one of Jesus? I seem to hear my father recently said that a ceremony called the Holy Grail War is about to begin. Does this mean this?"

　　 "I, I don't know."

Ping Cang Guangliu showed an awkward smile. He saw this spell with Future Vision. He didn't know the specific effect, because the future was blurred after Neelia finished the spell, until they fled here. The future will become clear again.

　　 "Brother is really useless." Nerlia sighed, and glanced at Guan Cang Guang Liu with disappointed eyes.

　　 Under the leadership of a few strong men, the two can quickly come to a clearing, where there are already many people who have been kidnapped like them, most of them are beggars and women and children, and there are few adult men.

　　 As the field of vision widened, Ping Cang Guang Liu looked around and recognized the environment they were in.

　　 This is an abandoned mine. Scrapped mine carts and rusty iron gauges are not uncommon. Above the head are rows of dim yellow light bulbs. The styles are very old, not very bright, as if they will be extinguished at any time.

　　 And under their feet, there is a huge circular circle drawn with red lines exuding the smell of blood. I don't know if it was made with animal blood or human blood.

　　 On a high platform in the open space, there was a middle-aged man who couldn't see his appearance. Around the man stood a few strong men who looked like men's bodyguards.

　　PS: I’m busy with volunteer activities tonight. I don’t have time to write. I’m still short of a change. I’ll make it up at night, forgive me.

Section 349 345. Ramses II!

　　 He should be the magician behind the scenes, this **** kidnapper! It ruined my rest time and caused me to lose the Hinata figure I brought from the product department. I won’t go back to Japan if I don’t repay the grudge... I cursed in his heart and pointed at the magician on the high platform. He gave a middle finger, then looked at Neelia and said:

　　 "You can start reading."

　　 "Okay." Nillia nodded, and then took a deep breath, calming down and saying: "Announcement-Your body entrusts me to my command, and my destiny is on your sword. Respond to the call of the Holy Grail..."

　　 The invisible wind began to surge, the tattoo on Nerlia's arm suddenly glowed red, and the ceremony began.

　　……

　　 Tom Campbell, a second-rate magician, has a family history of only four generations. He is forty-one years old this year, and none of his descendants has a gift for magic.

　　 If nothing happens, the magic history of Campbell's family will be cut off by his generation, and the family will decline from then on, and he will be a sinner forever in the history of the family.

　　 Tom was unwilling to see the vastness of the magic world, how could he bear his children living in the narrow world of ordinary people, but the decline of the family is inevitable, Tom wants to change this ending, he needs a miracle, a real miracle!

　　The Holy Grail War, a large-scale magic ritual that competes for the "universal wishing machine". Ten years ago, its name reverberated through the magic world, and even the second-rate magician Tom had heard of this ritual.

　　 In order to realize the continuation of the family magic, and even to the glory of the long-cherished wish, Tom's all hopes are pinned on the Holy Grail, and he intends to use the universal wishing machine to realize his wish.

However, like most ordinary magicians, although Tom has heard of the Holy Grail War ritual, he does not know the operating mechanism of the Holy Grail War. He does not know how to become the master or how to summon the servants. He only knows the last one. People are winners, and he has a very ordinary family background and he has no personal connections to know the specific information of the ceremony.

　　 So Tom can only use the messy information collected around the past ten years, refer to the ritual of summoning the devil, and try to summon the slaves and become the master.

　　 Tom prepared for nine years, and finally chose Cairo, Egypt as the venue for the ceremony. This has a lot to do with being a magic mercenary who has been active here for a long time and he is very familiar with this place.

　　 After selecting the location, Tom used hinting magic to control many ordinary people to work for him. He let these ordinary people go to the street to capture living sacrifices for himself, intending to use the vitality of ordinary people to make up for his lack of magic.

　　 Finally tonight, a hundred living sacrifices have been gathered, Tom drove all the living sacrifices to the ritual circle, planning to kill everyone, and start the servant summoning ceremony.