Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 117 116 Mike Breaks Through
Feng Xiuhu stood on the shaft of the carriage and galloped on his horse, like a warrior galloping on the battlefield.

Mike hugged Feng Xiuhu's thighs tightly, and the strong wind made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

He had a lot of questions he wanted to ask, but he couldn't get a word in - Feng Xiuhu kept talking to himself.

"Don't act stupid. You haven't explained the phone call clearly yet."

Eclipse said angrily, "I can't explain it clearly—if you keep going on like this, sooner or later the angels will come."

Feng Xiuhu curled his lips. It was obvious that Shi was deliberately changing the subject. He had been making a fuss for a long time, and the angel should have come long ago.

Feng Xiuhu asked again, "Didn't you say the spirit on the other end of the phone had no self-awareness? How did it start talking?"

Feng Xiuhu didn't fall for it, and Xie was helpless: "Idiot, the person who answered the phone was not a spirit at all."

Feng Xiuhu was stunned. "Can it still be strung together? What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

Eclipse sneered: "You are lucky, or maybe not - why don't you think I said anything at that time?"

Being reminded by Shi Yi, Feng Xiu Hu remembered that he still hadn't settled the score with him. "Isn't it? I called you for a long time and you didn't say a word. Oh, and that woman, she seems to be able to hear you talking."

Eclipse sighed: "Because she is the God of Good Luck, Lebit Winna."

Feng Xiuhu frowned: "Even if you are a god, you can't make a phone call while taking a shower. It's too dangerous."

Eclipse resisted the urge to show up and fight Feng Xiuhu, and gritted his teeth and said, "We are the ones in danger now!"

"I was hiding well, but you forced me to speak."

Feng Xiuhu realized belatedly that he was lagging behind again. He quickly bit back, "Why don't you just keep holding it in? I can't pry your mouth open."

This was such shameless talk that Feng Xiuhu felt a little embarrassed after saying it.

Sure enough, Eclipse immediately started cursing, "Are you human? Are you still human?! If I didn't speak up, you would have almost called out my name!"

Feng Xiuhu said: "Then you tell me what to do. She heard it anyway."

Eclipse calmed down and said, "She and I haven't seen each other for a long time. She might not remember it was me just by the sound of my voice. And then again, the Western Gods probably don't know that Xijun and I have broken up yet, and Xijun won't take the initiative to publicize it, so the God of Good Luck may not think of me."

Feng Xiuhu grasped the key point again: "You're already a traitor, and she still keeps it a secret for you? Is there some kind of family disgrace that shouldn't be aired in public?"

Eclipse sneered, "You have no idea how important I am to Xijun. It's not that she kept it a secret for me, but she simply didn't dare to tell anyone about it."

Feng Xiuhu was very disdainful: "If it was really that important, why would she want to kill you?"

Shi didn't want to continue this conversation, and said sullenly, "You know nothing... Let's get out of here first."

"I haven't had enough."

Feng Xiuhu ignored him.

Seeing that Feng Xiuhu finally stopped talking to himself, Mike finally got around to talking: "How did you do that?"

He pointed at the chariot under his feet - both the chariot and the horses were made of fog.

It was not uncommon for the fog to gather into a solid entity, and Mike knew that there were many spells that could do this.

But what he couldn't understand was why Feng Xiuhu, who had just broken through to the stage of spiritual awakening, could know this kind of spell?

Hearing the voice, Feng Xiuhu looked down and asked, "Why are you still here?"

Mike was stunned: "Didn't you pull me up here?"

Feng Xiuhu asked again: "Did you succeed in breaking through?"

Mike said dejectedly, "Not yet."

"I don't carry poor students in this car."

Feng Xiuhu kicked Mike out of the car.

Mike screamed in shock, and after falling heavily to the ground, he didn't care about the pain and quickly got up and chased: "Don't leave me!"

Feng Xiuhu flipped his wrist, and the mist whip turned into a hemp rope.

He threw the hemp rope down: "Then - just run behind it!" Mike quickly caught it.

Feng Xiuhu tied the other end of the hemp rope to the shaft of the cart. Afraid that Mike would let go, he pulled up the reins again and said, "Good horse, run slower."

The chariot slowed down, and just got stuck at a speed that was a little faster than Mike, but he could never catch up.

Mike held the rope tightly and ran after it with his legs running wildly: "Wait! Let me get in the car!"

Feng Xiuhu turned around and shouted at him, "Hurry up! They're going to catch up with you!"

Mike looked back and saw a crowd of people in the thick fog. Many lost people had appeared out of nowhere and were running towards him.

How can there be so many!

This sight almost frightened Mike to death. He screamed and sped up again: "Pull the reins! Pull the reins quickly!"

Feng Xiuhu shouted again: "The horse is frightened and can't stop!"

Seeing the chariots getting farther and farther away, Feng Xiuhu continued to exaggerate: "Brother! I'm sorry! There are more of them, I have to go first!"

Mike was so anxious that he cursed: "Feng Xiuhu! You damn bastard—what good will it do you if you kill me!"

As the chariot was about to disappear into the thick fog, Feng Xiuhu's last words drifted over: "Save your breath, if you have the energy, you might as well seize the breakthrough--"

This reminded Mike, and he quickly began to recite the prayer.

There was a rumbling sound of footsteps behind him, but Mike didn't dare to stop or look back.

He noticed that the hemp rope was still in his hand - for some reason, the rope seemed to have no end. Even though the chariot had already run far away, the rope showed no sign of being tightened.

In the danger, Mike didn't have time to think about these things. He just held the hemp rope tightly, as if he was holding the last straw of life.

The sound of running was getting closer and closer, as if countless lost people were right behind him. Mike's forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and shout out the prayer to give himself courage.

"Praise the Mist!"

"You are the master of the fog, you are the unchanging direction!"

"Lead in the chaos, illuminate the path of those who are lost, and show the way forward!"

"Your divine light penetrates layers of fog and brings firm faith to those who are lost!"

“You are the destination of all journeys, you are the hope of all believers. Praise the fog, and let our hearts find peace!”

This was the most focused and heartfelt singing Mike had ever done in his life.

Even Feng Xiuhu felt his piety sincerely - he really felt it, because he saw clearly that the resonance of runes emerged around Mike.

As the magic power flowed through his body, mist rose up under Mike's feet and his figure disappeared in the mist.

"Hahaha--"

Mike's voice, filled with tears of joy, echoed through the mist: "Breakthrough! I broke through!"

Before he could be happy for too long, the hemp rope in his hand suddenly moved and quickly wrapped around his waist.

"Eh?"

Mike only had time to be stunned for a moment, and then a huge force hit him and pulled him away.

Bang!
The world spun around and Mike fell heavily onto the car.

Feng Xiuhu looked down and smiled at him happily.

Mike rubbed his chest and climbed up: "Didn't you run away?"

"What?"

Feng Xiuhu was not embarrassed at all: "Am I that kind of person?"

Mike curled his lips and said nothing. He looked back and was stunned - the back was empty. The dense crowds of lost people who were there just now suddenly disappeared, as if they had never existed.

(End of this chapter)