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Chapter 313 325. The Nine Generations of Principles (Two in One 3, Five Thousand Characters Chapter)

Has the strategy finally succeeded?

That said, my guess is correct?

Was it because Song Ya didn't fulfill her previous promise to let the Song family and the Yang family not merge, so she had evil thoughts, killed Granny Song directly, and absorbed her blood?
Was her emotion a combination of intolerance and anger?
In the previous world line, Song Ya said that she hated Granny Song because of Granny Song's insistence on going her own way?
Considering the family as a whole, a pure blood really can't bring anything. Granny Song's insistence on this decision is understandable, but her operation of deceiving Song Ya is not what a grandma should do.

While Xia Yi was thinking, from his [backpack], [Soul Orb] ran out by itself.

The beads passed through the mirror and came to the side of Song Ya in the real world.

Gray mist radiated from the beads, enveloping Xia Yi and Song Ya.

Memory is about to start again.

Xia Yi's eyesight went dark, and after some time, it became bright again.

What shone into his eyes was bright sunlight, which was dazzling, and he stretched out his hand to cover his eyes.

No, it wasn't him who stretched out his hand, but Song Ya, who was leaning over him, stretched out his hand.

It was a small palm, it was not a compliment to Song Ya's hand, but a fact.

Song Ya when she was a child?
In Xia Yi's ears, there was another voice, it was Father Song's voice.

"Get up, my little princess, as the ninth generation of my family, you can't sleep in late!"

The term Jiudaimu, like the Holy Lord of the Xia family, is used to address the head of the Song family, where "Nine" is a serial number, representing the ninth term.

After listening to Song's father's words, little Songya, who was pulling the quilt to cover her head and continue sleeping, kicked off the quilt and got up from the bed.

"Let's go, today is the Dragon Boat Festival, there are dragon boats to watch!"

Holding little Song Ya in his arms, Father Song came to the bathroom and put her on the sink table.

Little Song Ya, who was still in a daze, rubbed her eyes with her hands.

"Brush your teeth." Father Song put the toothbrush, toothpaste and cup in front of little Song Ya.

"There is no water, and the toothpaste is not squeezed." Little Song Ya reminded Father Song.

"A qualified Jiudaimu will not ask others to help even the trivial matter of brushing his teeth."

Under Song's father's words, little Songya picked up the cup and toothbrush again, and prepared them clumsily.

Putting the toothbrush into his mouth, Xia Yi felt a strawberry taste on the tip of his tongue.

Strawberry toothpaste.

Through the touch from Song Ya's body, Xia Yi knew that half of the toothpaste she ate went into her stomach.

Fortunately, these children's toothpaste, there is nothing wrong with eating a little.

On the top of the pool, there was a big mirror. Little Song Ya stared at the mirror curiously, and Xia Yi finally saw her appearance.

In the mirror, there was a young girl, about four or five years old, wearing a small pajamas and robe.

In this form, Song Ya's biggest flaw is covered up, and the young girl in the mirror has a beauty that can make Uncle Wei risk his life.

After brushing twice, the toothpaste turned into foam, and the foam was a bit astringent. Song Ya felt unhappy.

She put down her toothbrush and was about to spit out the foam.

But Song's father, who was watching from the side, interjected in time: "If you don't brush your teeth for 5 minutes, there is no way to become the goal of the nine generations."

"Well."

Little Songya reluctantly put the toothbrush back into her mouth.

Looking at Father Song in the mirror, Xia Yi sighed.

When Song's father used this to trick little Song Ya to get up, he felt a little familiar. Now that he has heard it twice, he finally understands why it is familiar.

This sentence, just like what parents say when ordinary children are young, "What kind of things Ultraman/Armor Warrior/Electric Superman will do and what kind of things will they not do", it is a sentence pattern to coax children.

Judging from Xiao Songya's reaction, the effect is very good.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Song's father hugged little Song Ya and ate rice dumplings, then led her through the small town to the big river in the suburbs.

This is the river where Song Ya threw her body before.

There are many people standing by the river, and there are five dragon boats in the middle of the river.

"Yaya is here too!"

The section of the river where Song's father came was the place where the Song family gathered. The clansmen greeted Song's father first, and then teased little Song Ya.

"Father, I can't see." Little Songya straightened her neck, but surrounded by a group of adults, she couldn't see the river.

Father Song, who was busy responding to the greetings of his tribe, did not notice his daughter's emotions until Song Ya started sobbing and then squatted down.

"Don't cry, what's wrong?"

The aggrieved little Song Ya didn't want to answer, her sobbing became louder and louder, almost reaching the level of crying.

"Judaimu doesn't know how to cry." While using this sentence to coax the girl, Father Song continued to ask the reason.

The clansmen next to them were also in a hurry.

"Come on, little Kyuudaime, stop crying. I'll give you some candy."

"Bring that starting gun for our little Kyuudaime to play with."

……

Under the coaxing of the crowd, little Song Ya became quiet. She sat on Father Song's shoulder, holding a lollipop in one hand and the starting gun that the Song family snatched from the dragon boat referee in the other.

Glancing at Xiao Songya resentfully, the referee pulled his throat and shouted: "Start!"

Five dragon boat teams, five drums sounded, and the oars were inserted into the water in a uniform order and pushed back.

dong dong dong-

The drums beat.

Hey hey hey——

The voice responds.

Five dragon boats of different colors competed on the river.

Little Song Ya's attention was completely on the dragon boat, but Xia Yi noticed Father Song's voice under the sound of drums.

"Yadaime."

"Okay, don't make such nonsense with me, call me aunt." The voice that spoke to Song's father was very similar to that of Granny Song.

However, Xiao Songya's eyes were on the dragon boat, and Xia Yi couldn't see the speaker's face.

"aunt."

"This child is returned to you."

child?what child
After thinking for a while, Xia Yi came up with the answer.

Song Ya also has a younger brother, and she wondered why she didn't see Song Yan. It turned out that she was taken away by Grandma Song.

"Isn't it okay to play this kid?"

"He has no talent."

"Is there really only one way to go?"

"It's not a bad thing, our relationship with the Yang family has always been good."

Xia Yi, who listened to these words in his heart, frowned.

Did Song Ya start planning for the merger of the Song family and the Yang family when she was a child?
After such a long time, the things that should be discussed have already been negotiated, that is to say, the matter has long been settled, and Song Ya is doing nothing.

This was probably what Song Ya was talking about when she was talking to Granny Song before!

If I were myself, I would definitely feel very aggrieved.

The conversation between Father Song and Granny Song continued.

"Let me take this girl away. Even if we merge into the Yang family, our Song family needs a leader. You are not one, and neither is your son."

"But Yaya's bloodline..."

"There are only two kinds of blood in this world, pure blood and non-pure blood. It doesn't matter whether you have a trace of pure blood or only a trace of pure blood, it's the same."

Just like this, the two of them agreed on the future of little Songya by the river.

After the dragon boat race, Father Song returned home with Xiao Song Ya and Xiao Song Yan in his arms.

"This is grandma." He introduced Granny Song in this way, "Call grandma quickly."

Looking at the unfamiliar Granny Song, Song Ya moved and hid behind her father.

"Kudaime won't be so impolite."

After Father Song used this sentence pattern again, little Songya walked up to Granny Song and timidly called her grandma.

Stretching out her hand, Granny Song touched Song Ya's head: "Do you want to become the ninth generation? Yes, yes, but the ninth generation will not be so timid."

When Grandma Song stretched out her hand, little Song Ya took a step back, so she said so.

Little Song Ya didn't answer.

After taking back her hand, Granny Song said to Father Song: "I still have things to do. In one year, I will take Yaya away, and I will come here often this year."

"Yes."

The next scene entered the fast-forward mode. During this year, Xia Yi saw Song Ya and Song Yan playing together, saw Father Song constantly using the Nine Generations spell to coax Song Ya, and saw Song Ya coming over from time to time to relax. Granny, successfully learned this useful spell from Song's father.

One year later, on the Dragon Boat Festival, after watching the dragon boat race, Grandma Song took Song Ya into the car.

Little Song Ya lay on the window, watching her father and younger brother walk away from her.

"It's just been a few years apart, Kudaime won't cry!" Granny Song said with a smile.

"I didn't!" After Granny Song's continuous training over the past year, little Songya became much stronger.

Among them, the mantra of Jiudaimu played a great role.

Hearing the word Jiudaimu again, Xia Yi felt uncomfortable in his heart.

When the Song family is merged into the Yang family, there will be no Jiudaimu. When Grandma Song and Father Song communicated by the river, they used the word "leader" instead of "Jiudaimu".

They repeated in little Songya's ears, describing visions that did not exist at all.

"Why does Yaya want to become Jiudaimu?" Thinking about the magic of Jiudaimu's spell, Granny Song asked curiously.

"Father said that I want to become Jiudaimu." Xiao Songya replied.

"Is that so?" Granny Song, who laughed out loud, put her hand on little Song Ya's head, "Ya Ya will definitely become an excellent Ninth Generation Goal."

"Ok!"

The car was driving fast, and little Songya lay on the window for a while and then became sleepy.She lay in Grandma Song's arms and fell asleep.

Xia Yi's eyes also turned into darkness.

When little Songya opened her eyes, she had already arrived at a strange villa.

"We're here!" Grandma Song hugged her.

Through the sight of little Song Ya, Xia Yi saw what it looked like here, it was a mountain peak, and the villa stood beside a cliff of the mountain peak.

The screen, fast forward again.

Five years later, Xia Yi watched little Song Ya grow from a girl to a loli.

In the past five years, Granny Song taught little Songya the spells, and the spells were very boring. Little Songya was lazy more than once, but under the repeated repetition of Jiudaimu's spells, she overcame her laziness again and again and worked hard to learn.

She learns very slowly, because she has no reference person, so she doesn't feel it, but Xia Yi can know it from Granny Song's reaction.

Little Song Ya's studies did not satisfy Granny Song.

The stupid bird flies first, but diligence can make up for the stupidity. Grandma Song extended the study time and kept repeating the Nine Generations of Eyes mantra to stimulate little Songya.

However, in this world, the gap in blood cannot be made up by early flight and hard work.

In the third year, Grandma Song gave up the high pressure, and she no longer took the teaching of little Song Ya seriously, and she never mentioned the curse of the ninth generation.

However, Xiao Songya still worked hard according to the previous study time.

Grandma Song felt a little distressed when she saw it. Although she was forced to put in such high pressure, the reason she forced little Song Ya was because she wanted her to work hard to make up for her shortcomings. Now she understands that hard work cannot make up for it, and hard work is just in vain. , such earnestness is pitiful.

In the fourth year, Grandma Song brought little Songya a big dog, which was a Tibetan mastiff. She hoped to distract little Songya's attention through this, so that she would stop working in vain.

However, this Tibetan mastiff only took up part of little Song Ya's limited free time, and did not play the ideal role at all.

These things were all seen by Xia Yi in the fast-forward mode. Now, in the autumn of the fifth year, the fast-forward mode was cancelled.

Events related to Song Ya's life reappeared.

"Yaya, let's go buy something today." Granny Song and Song Ya said.

"Okay!" Putting down the spell book in her hand, little Song Ya came to the kennel and pulled her Tibetan mastiff out.

She is 11 years old this year, and she already knows some things.

She knew that grandma could have sent everything to her family, and she did the same thing a year ago.

But now, grandma uses this time-wasting method.

She vaguely noticed that grandma didn't want to see her learn spells, and she wanted her to leave the study by doing so.

This year, grandma did not teach her any spells once.

She didn't know why.

Leading the dog, she and Granny Song walked down the mountain slowly.

Below the mountain is a small town. It is said to be a town, but it is actually just a building and a row of shops. This is the only trading place in several nearby villages.

Arriving at the small supermarket of less than [-] square meters, little Songya watched Granny Song select items.

She didn't have anything she wanted, and her attention, which had nowhere to rest, fell on the conversations of the people around her.

"...Look at that dog!"

"What a big dog. What breed is this?"

"I'm afraid it's a Tibetan mastiff."

"A Tibetan mastiff that can fight a lion?"

Listening to them talking about their pets, Song Ya smiled. She stroked the hair of the Tibetan mastiff and continued to listen.

"Tibetan Mastiff? Tsk, this is worth a lot of money!"

"It depends on whether the blood is pure or not. If it is pure, how many millions?"

"What does it matter whether the dog's bloodline is pure or not?"

"You don't know that, the purer the dog, the more vicious it is!"

"There's no such thing as that. My little Huang fought against Xiao Mei's purebred teddy before and beat him up!"

"Hey, can Teddy compare to a Tibetan Mastiff? The purer the Teddy's bloodline, the greater the dog's desire, while the purer the Tibetan Mastiff's bloodline, the more powerful it is. Only purebred Tibetan Mastiffs can compete with lions!"

Song Ya didn't listen to the words that followed, a few words flashed in her mind.

——Pure-blooded, powerful.

Little Songya couldn't remember how she came back from the supermarket. She went into the study and found the spell book describing the blood.

"Pure Blood Supreme"

『Blood is the root of Demon Slasher and the source of power. According to experiments, a pure blood has ten to one hundred times the magic power in his body than a mixed blood. The comparison of control power is also the same value. 』

"That's why both strong and spell researchers are pure-blooded. 』

"None of the elders of the mountain is a mixed blood, and none of the heroes who sealed the ancient demon to the underworld was a mixed blood. The one stroke of the mixed blood is less than the pure blood, and it is the stroke that surrounds the universe.Yes, it is a universe. 』

『So when many Demon Slayers reacted to me, the name Miscellaneous Blood was too ugly and asked me to modify it, but I refused.Mixed blood is mixed blood, if they can all have nice names, then why do we need pure blood? 』

"Moreover, the power of mantra and the power of control are not all of pure blood. Open this book and let us enter the mystery of pure blood..."

Putting down the book, Xiao Songya didn't continue to read. The sentence "mixed blood is one universe worse than pure blood" played back in her mind.

She thought about her grandma's gradually disappointed eyes two years ago, and thought about her slow progress in learning spells.

Turning to the last page of the spell book, there was a magic circle and a string of spells recorded on that page.

"Want to know if you are a pureblood or a hybrid?"Use this spell, it's a fool's operation, just look at it! 』

"Using your blood as a medium, if the magic circle emits only one color, then you are pure blood, otherwise you are mixed blood." 』

"Before that, let me mourn for a second of silence for the bloody brothers. 』

Putting the book on her lap, Little Songya bit her lip as she looked at the magic circle and mantras in the book that said "a fool can operate it, just look at it".

She watched it for 5 minutes and still couldn't understand it.

She became flustered, and the more flustered she was, the slower her learning speed was. It was not until the sun went down that she finally drew the magic circle and recited the spell correctly.

The red light is on, and at the same time, there is also a black light.

The book fell from her hand and made a sound. The Tibetan Mastiff lying on the side stood up and called out to little Songya twice.

Little Song Ya turned her head and looked at the Tibetan mastiff. In her eyes, the Tibetan mastiff no longer looked like a Tibetan mastiff, but the word "pure blood" written in a dense ball.

Bloodshot eyes filled her eyes.

When Granny Song, who heard the voice, came in, she saw the corpse of a Tibetan mastiff lying on the ground, and Song Ya lying on the corpse, sucking blood.

Dog blood, really hard to drink.

Xia Yi, who was possessed by Song Ya, felt sick.

The following plot began to fast forward again, and it was not until Song Ya left Granny Song and started to contact him that the normal speed resumed.

It is wonderful to see oneself through the memories of others.

Xia Yi has already seen the next plot. Song Ya finally killed Granny Song and took away her blood.

After a moment of trance, he returned to the gap in the mirror.

Looking at Song Ya outside, Xia Yi found a red light cluster on her lower abdomen.

While Song Ya wasn't paying attention, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the ball of light.

[Acquire props - the principle of Jiudaime]

[The principle of Kudaime: In an ancient village, there is a girl who was given the mission of "you will become the leader of Kudaime" since she was a child. 】

[Day after day, year after year, the girl gave almost everything to become Jiudaimu, "Nine Daime" turned into a curse and planted in her heart. 】

【However, when she reached the age of inheritance, what she got was the news that her family would be merged into another family. 】

[The curse of the Nine Generations turned into madness. On a full moon night, the girl killed the leader of the Eight Generations, and she finally became the Nine Generations. 】

(End of this chapter)