Yu Shishi and Murong Xue curled up in a small corner.
They had their backs against a rugged rock fresco, with a reclining wall above their heads. Probably when the high wall collapsed, it just leaned against the rock wall here, leaving a narrow triangular space. Murong Xue inserted a sword on the side, creating a transparent barrier. This enchantment shields their breath and body shape, so that the monsters outside cannot find them. Murong Xue was injured, and when she was caught, her right lower abdomen hit a stone, causing severe pain. He gritted his teeth, raised the placket silently, and touched it inside, his hands were full of sticky blood. He silently tightened the belt of his trousers and said nothing.
"Do you think Junior Brother Qi can find us?" Master Yu whispered.
Murong Xue wanted to say yes, but both of them knew it well, it was a fool's dream. They were pulled in by ghost hands, too far from the ground. The outside is full of 'ghosts' stacked on top of each other, with pale faces and no palm prints. They were lying in the cracks in the stone, and some half of their bodies did not enter the stone wall, and they almost melted into the stone. They closed their eyes tightly, as if they were hibernating, but when there was a sound, they reached out from the ground and pulled people outside to feed them.
What the hell is this, they don't even know. Murong Xue rummaged through the classics and allusions in her mind, but she had never heard of such a strange thing. Yu Shishi suddenly let out a small exclamation, Murong Xue thought that those 'ghosts' were awake, and stood up hurriedly.
"Look," Yu Shishi broke his face, "look at their hearts."
"what?"
"There is something that glows in their hearts." Master Yu whispered.
There was no light underground, and nothing could be seen. Murong Xue lit a lamp talisman, and through a thin barrier, Murong Xue and Master Yu could see several pale cheeks crowded together, both adults and children, their facial features were blurred, and the eyes and nose could hardly be seen. silhouette, like a hazy reflection in the water.
Both of them gasped and searched their chests in fear. The twisted and knotted roots grew in their hearts, exuding a faint brilliance like a hairspring, densely extending into the distance. Murong Xue and Yu Shishi looked at each other, and they were full of doubts. These "people" were like plants, and their hearts actually took root.
"Are they flower demons or something?" Yu Shishi asked.
"Did the flower demon grow like this?" Murong Xue asked.
"… seems not."
Murong Xue resisted the severe pain in her abdomen and adjusted her posture, lowered her head and approached the barrier, approaching a sleeping ghost. He carefully pondered the root system on the goblin's chest, trying his best to see the direction in which the root system extended. There seems to be a frost-colored cold light on the root system, but it didn't seem to be there just now. When did it appear? Murong Xue felt familiar, her eyes widened and her eyes were sore, but she couldn't see what it was. These monsters were layered on top of each other, blocking his vision.
Yu Shishi watched in horror, Murong Xue was too close to the ghost, and the blurred face was only a fist away from him, as if he could open his eyes at any time. At this moment, Yu Shishi saw that the outline of that face had changed. His shapeless face was like a lump of mud, with a pair of invisible hands pinching on it, the outline of the ghost gradually deepened, first with eye sockets, then with the bridge of the nose, and finally even the mouth was clearly visible. Yu Shishi held down Murong Xue's shoulder, afraid to wake up those ghosts, she didn't dare to say a word, she only dared to pull him back.
Murong Xue felt something was wrong, and slowly raised her head, her pale face was staring at him coldly. I don't know when, the blurry face outside the enchantment has been fully formed, and a pair of wet and sticky eyes have been opened. Murong Xue carefully waved his hand in front of him, but he didn't respond, Murong Xue breathed a sigh of relief, the ghost couldn't see him. He slowly stood up and found in horror that all the ghosts around had faces and opened their eyes one by one.
The ghosts woke up.
The roots coiling around their chests were broken one by one. If Murong Xue had enough ear power, he would hear all the weak hearts begin to beat vigorously. There was a commotion in the ground, like a gong in a market, all the ghosts were moving, and the wax-white body twisted like an earthworm, burrowing out of the jagged rock wall. Yu Shishi couldn't help but cling to Murong Xue, and the two of them shivered as they leaned against each other. The more he looked, the more frightened he became, so he simply turned off the lamp talisman. In the empty darkness, they could only hear each other's rapid breathing and countless rustling sounds.
When her mind was in a mess, Murong Xue's palm was poked by Yu Shishi.
Master Yu wrote in his hand: face, seen.
What's the meaning? Murong Xue was stunned for a while before she could react. Yu Shishi said that she had seen those faces. How could she have met? Murong Xue didn't react.
Yu Shishi wrote in his hand again: "Snake witch."
It was as if there was a thunderclap above his head, and Murong Xue remembered that they had indeed seen these faces. In the black stone colossus of Fuxi and the rapids of the magma river, the masters of these faces were killed by Qi Yin's winter spell and frozen into countless stiff ice sculptures. But now they are alive, and they opened their eyes underground like a ghost. They were making a commotion, sniffing around constantly. Murong Xue realized that Qi Yin must have come down to find them, he killed these snake witches, he was the enemy of snake witches. His breath awakened these reborn serpent witches, who were looking for his trace, his scent.
They want revenge.
"Even Master Fuxi is gone, and our curse has no solution." Yun Zhichang sighed, "The old monster can kill even a god, or else we'll turn our backs on the battle and follow him. Maybe we'll see For the sake of being his nephew, he can make me a chief executive."
They stayed away from those weird divine flowers and stood on a bare rock. The big stone with red shrimps, the color of the fire, was really burnt, because the stone really burned the feet, everyone only stood for a while, and the soles of the feet seemed to be peeling off.
"If you want to be the chief executive, at least think about how to go back to five hundred years later." The black cat sighed.
Qi Yin glanced at Fu Lan subconsciously, he didn't react, just silently stared at the endless divine flowers. Five hundred years later, Fu Lan still wants to stay here. He will be alone again, lonely and unfinished. It's not that Qi Yin hasn't thought about this question, but he can't think of a good way. Can he stay here, then wouldn't there be two Qi Yin in the future
"Stop dreaming," Bai Lu interjected lazily, "As things change, such a paradox cannot happen. If you can't go back to the original time, you will probably be erased."
"erase?"
"It's just disappearing, idiot." Bai Lu said, "there will be no one like Qi Yin, and no one will remember you. You will disappear from all time. Meng Furian has never given birth to you, and Fu Lan has no brother like you. Find a way out, don't daydream here. The three mother-in-laws of Bai Yu died five hundred years later, but they were still alive five hundred years ago. You pack up and go to Yunmeng Daze to find them. Although You look like a fool, at least a goddess, maybe they have a way to let them send you back by the way."
But if he goes back, what will happen to Fu Lan? Qi Yin felt like a stone was pressed against her heart, and she couldn't breathe. Slowly approaching Fu Lan, he called out "Brother" softly.
Fu Lan turned to look at him, her eyes quiet.
Qi Yin opened her mouth, but unknowingly avoided the topic and asked something else casually, "Brother, why do you want to make money with Yu Linxian?"
"..." Fu Lan lowered her eyelashes and said slowly, "I heard from others that if you have a lot of money, you will be more likeable. I want to earn a little more money, so that maybe everyone will stop hating me."
This idiot, Qi Yin felt sour in his heart. He took off his coat, spread it on the ground, and called Yunzhi to them, "Dog thief, lend me some money."
"Why?" Yun Zhi asked.
"My brother is short of money, lend me some, wait..." Qi Yin paused and replied, "I'll pay you back when I go back."
"Okay." Yun Zhi lowered his head and loosened his trousers belt, and took out a stack of silver bills from the bottom of his trousers, "This is the dowry I saved for Sangya, your brother, Feng Feng is still on the island, and the sea is vast, I'm afraid I won't be able to return it in my life. If you go, I will give it to you as a dowry. Keep it, you don’t need to pay it back.”
"... Dowry is dowry, why do you sew it in the bottom of your trousers?" Qi Yin pinched the silver notes, her expression hard to hide her disgust.
"Young man, the world is dangerous. You haven't seen robbers on the road who specifically pick up shoes and fall on the ground, with a lot of gold and silver jewelry. But no one will pick up the crotch, so this is the safest place."
Qi Yin looked at Qi Lingshu, the guy was shocked, he didn't know if he didn't expect to be able to hide money like this, or he was surprised how he liked such an idiot. Qi Lingshu took out the Qiankun bag, removed the white suet jade and sapphire sword ear on his waist, except the glazed beads on his wrists, other valuable things were put into Qi Yin's outer garment, "The glazed beads are the relics of the master, and the rest are all To you. Same, no need to return."
The black cat digs its throat with its claws and vomits out a few pieces of copper plates that are stained with mold and green, "This is what this old man saved to buy braised pork, so give it to the fool."
Qi Yin wiped off the saliva on the copper plate, rolled up the silver note and jade, and handed it to Fu Lan, saying, "Brother, keep it."
Fu Lan took the cloth bag in a daze.
"Brother, we all like you. It's not that no one likes you, it's just that you have to wait a little longer." Qi Yin's eyes were sore and he said with a smile, "Are you willing to wait for us?"
Fu Lan's lowered eyebrows were shrouded in the red light of the magma, like a silent statue, she didn't know what she was thinking. Before he could answer, many crooked and twisted figures stood up in the gray lava mist in the distance. They all have human heads and snake bodies, pale upper bodies and black tails. They stagnated for a moment, as if they saw Qi Yin from a distance, and immediately twisted their bodies and flew towards them. The abnormal appearance seemed to have no bones, but it ran very fast, breaking through the heavy fog locks in the blink of an eye, and Qi Yin heard their hoarse shouts.
"Snake witch!?" Qi Yin was shocked.
It turned out to be a snake witch buried under it, not so much a secluded land, but rather a mass grave of these monsters. They all came to life, emerging one by one from the wet, sticky mud, roaring with shrill voices.
Yun Zhi and Qi Lingshu rushed to control their swords, and the two sword lights flickered together, glowing brightly in the gray fog. When Yun Zhi was on the sword, he almost lost his footing. Qi Lingshu supported him and frowned, "What's wrong?"
"You probably bleed too much before, it's a little empty, it's not in the way." Yun Zhi turned his face and urged Qi Yin and the others to come up quickly.
Qi Yin stood still, what were these things? The old witch said that if you find the divine flower Fulan, you will be able to find the secret of longevity. What does it mean? What kind of connection do these flowers, these strange monsters have with his brother
"Xiao Yin, are they also Xiao Hua Xian?" Fu Lan suddenly asked.
"How is that possible?" Qi Yin blurted out subconsciously without thinking.
Soon Qi Yin knew why Fu Lan said that. In the gray poisonous mist, the faces of those snake witches became clearer and clearer. Qi Yin finally saw them clearly and recognized them. They were the snake witches he killed, with hideous faces and twisted bodies, screaming fiercely at him.
Those snake witches were reborn. Like Fu Lan, they could not be killed or destroyed. When a snake witch is killed, the new snake witch will crawl back from the ground, like a ghost returning from the underworld.
Fu Lan jumped and jumped into the rushing crowd. All the snake witches roared towards him, and with a slash of the bone-cutting knife, the bleak light of the knife drew a perfect moon arc, cutting off a circle of ghosts. All the snake witches separated from their upper and lower bodies and fell to the ground twitching. Fu Lan smashed the head of a snake witch with one foot and rushed into the crowd of ghosts. Qi Yin was startled and jumped into the crowd, running behind Fu Lan. They marched against the flow of people, cutting into the filthy tide like a black blade. Fu Lan's face was expressionless, and the violent cold was steaming around him, and all the ghosts that approached him were instantly frozen, and then smashed by him with a knife.
The blood was all over his head, and the flesh was smeared on the black clothes, and Fu Lan almost became a bloody man. He took off his messy shirt, rolled the head of a snake witch and threw it out, like a heavy hammer, the snake witch that came up was instantly frozen and then shattered. Fu Lan's naked upper body was bloodless, as pale as ice. At this moment, he was the god of slaughter, and no one could resist his charge. But those snake witches were not afraid of death, and their blurred faces didn't even show any expression.
"Brother!" Qi Yin yelled.
He didn't know what Fu Lan was going to do, and Fu Lan's violent killing came suddenly and without reason. Fu Lan must have guessed something, but this guy walked on alone without saying a word.
"Brother!" Qi Yin yelled again.
Fu Lan turned a deaf ear, did not turn her head, and continued to charge. Yun Zhi jumped on Qi Lingshu's Wen Xue and threw You Regret to Qi Yin. Qi Yin followed closely behind Fu Lan, smashing the fish that slipped through the net under Fu Lan's palm. The roar of ghosts, the sound of the wind on the belt, the sound of bones breaking, and the sticky and cold sound of the separation of flesh and blood filled Qi Yin's ears. He no longer called Fu Lan, and just silently followed behind Fu Lan. If Fu Lan wanted to kill him, he would accompany him. Even if there is no reason, even if it is killed to the end.
Finally rushing to the sea of flowers of the gods, Fu Lan squatted down, grabbed a god flower, and uprooted it. Following the entwined roots, a snake witch with a blurry face emerged from the ground and rushed towards Fu Lan with its fangs and claws. Fu Lan grabbed his neck, his fingers were hard, and the bone-shattering sound rang out, the basilisk screamed, and his head drooped softly.
Qi Yin also arrived, and he was surprised to find that the ghost's heart grew a thin root, which was connected to the divine flower. The same tangled root system stretched out from the back of the snake witch and stretched out to the dirty silt. Fu Lan cut off the root of the flower, and the place where the divine flower had grown buds again, giving birth to lantern-like flower bones.
The pale velvet flowers, the flower stalks like water snakes, bloomed so quietly, as if no one was around, as if they had never been destroyed.
"Xiaoyin, don't you understand?" Fu Lan threw the corpse on the ground, held the knife in the back and sent it into the heart of a snake witch, "This is Xiaohuaxian, when you kill them, when you destroy the divine flower, The new divine flower will regenerate a new heart and create a new body. Somewhere in this world, there is also a place full of Fulan flowers, and that's where I came from. So I don't have parents, so I can't find it Same clan. Xiaoyin, I'm not Xiaohuaxian, I'm a monster, the same monster as them."
"So that's how it is..." Bai Lu was stunned. "The divine flower, Fulan, perishes when it encounters the wind. However, when the wind passes, it is born, withered and reborn, and it will never die. There is no wind in the ground, and they have no chance of passing away temporarily. Wu Ji Ming planted them into the heart of the gods and witches, and let them live with the same root as the gods, and then become immortal, presumably my extremely smart great gods and witches did the same."
Fu Lan finally stopped, and the fierce cold settled on him, condensing into an inseparable sadness.
He stood there, against the light, against the ghost tide. Behind him, the divine flower bloomed in the poisonous mist, and the dense and frantic figures rushed like waves.
He said, "Do you still like me like this? Do you still want me... Waiting for you?"