Bai Wei's "fate of immortals" began late at night.
Many people were in awe of the goddess and indifferent to the people of Xi Village. Only Yindeng and Mianjie came to see him off. Yindeng's father stayed at home to take care of his youngest daughter who could not speak yet.
According to Zhaoyuanxian Village, they are Bai Wei's last "fate" here.
The goddess stood at the entrance of the tree gate, with a white-clothed monster standing on each side. The huge demon tree cast a huge shadow behind her, with twisted branches spreading in all directions, like the gate to the underworld.
She stretched out her hand to Bai Wei, with compassion still on her face: "Have you thought it through?"
Bai Wei pursed his lips and turned to look at the two women behind him, trying to find some trace of A'lu on their faces.
"Don't go." Sister Mian shook her head slowly, "I know my daughter. A-Lu will be sad."
Yindeng looked at his mother in confusion: "Isn't it good to be an immortal? Brother, go down and accumulate immortal karma. When you have accumulated enough, you can see sister again."
Sister Mian tightened her grip on Yindeng's back and said, "Yindeng, do you miss A-Lu?"
"Of course I do. I think about it every day."
"Mom is the same... Compared to ascending to heaven and enjoying happiness, Mom wants you to stay by her side."
"The goddess said that we will all become immortals sooner or later, and then we will be able to meet again."
The little girl raised her head proudly: "I will tell my sister then. I have been thinking about her for a long time! I also want her to help me tie my hair."
The goddess said nothing, with a kind smile on her face.
Sister Mian frowned slightly, showing a bit of sadness. She stopped talking and just hugged her daughter tightly.
Bai Wei threw his long gown away, knelt down in front of her, and kowtowed solemnly: "When A-Lu and I got married, we only bowed to heaven and earth, but not to our parents... Now it's time to make up for it, mother, please accept my son-in-law's bow."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the tree gate without looking back.
"I like this brother very much." Yindeng whispered, "Mom, I also want to see my sister. Can I go with my brother?"
"Light the lantern, let's go home." Sister Mian didn't answer, but just chewed on this short sentence painfully. "Let's go home."
It is said that one will ascend to heaven and practice hard in the earth, and once one leaves the mortal world, there will be no turning back. Who can tell the truth from the false
In this world, life and death are both uncertain.
After the goddess entered the forbidden area, the four people from Kushan Sect quietly approached. Shi Jingzhi was silent for a long time, and finally let out a breath: "This ascension is really getting worse the more I listen, it's a pity that the people of Yuanxian Village can endure it."
"They have no choice." Yin Ci leaned next to him, "Everyone has personally sent off several relatives, who dares to say that ascending to heaven is not a good thing?"
"Now it all depends on Bai Wei. I hope he can hold on and find his wife." Shi Jingzhi murmured, "Alu, please don't disappear like Lao Liu..."
"yes."
Yin Ci stared at the tree gate not far away, ready to move. Unfortunately, the fox's claws hooked his belt again, and he couldn't even move away.
They waited patiently, turning into two night owls behind the eaves. The acacia beans in Shi Jingzhi's palm did not move, Bai Wei should be fine, but the goddess did not come out either.
Strange, does the "accumulating immortal fate" ceremony take so long? Or are they judging others by their own standards? The goddess is kind by nature, and there is really a small world under the forbidden land
An hour later, the goddess finally walked out of the forbidden area leisurely. The gentle smile seemed to be engraved on her face, and the master and disciple could not tell her emotions for a moment.
The bean was still lying there quietly, nothing unusual happened.
Shi Jingzhi was shocked. He stretched his legs and feet which were numb from squatting, and a small cluster of Yang fire ignited on his fingertips, which gently roasted the beans. The Yang fire was extremely hot, and if Bai Wei was still alive, he would definitely receive the signal.
The sky finally became so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face, and the demonic trees in the forbidden area rustled.
The black dog demon yawned and lay steadily at the entrance, like a pool of black ink. The moon moved slowly, and it was almost the second half of the night. Yin Ci leaned his head on his master's shoulder and dozed off openly.
Shi Jingzhi spread out his palms and stared at the acacia beans in his palms, as if he wanted to rub them with his eyes to make them burn.
Time has never been so difficult.
After about two hours, Yan Qing hesitated and said, "Master, you bean..."
"Bean will definitely be fine. We agreed to wait, so let's just wait. It's still a while before dawn, so there won't be anyone... hm?"
In this world, whatever you fear will come true.
A small red figure walked through the tree gate, her steps were unsteady, and she looked a bit like a corpse in a funeral procession. The black dog demon pricked up its ears alertly and hesitantly bared its fangs at the person in front of it.
Yin Ci was startled by the hostility and opened his eyes instantly: "Is that a guide lamp?"
Su Si's movements were faster than theirs.
Yan Qing's legs went numb from squatting, and before he could regain consciousness, Su Si jumped down from his hiding place. He flashed in front of the black dog demon and pulled the lantern back with a single hand, his movements neat and beautiful.
After he landed with the little girl in his arms, a trace of regret slowly emerged on Su Si's face.
"This girl is sleepwalking." He put down the lantern in his arms and pretended nothing happened. "It's nothing, just don't wake her up. Otherwise, I'll leave for a while and send her back to Sister Mian."
Yan Qing stared at him with complicated eyes.
"… You all have no objections? That's it, you guys go do your business, I'll be leaving first."
Su Si carried the little girl on his back and ran away without looking back, without any trace of the lightness and elegance he had just shown. Yan Qing's face was slightly gloomy, and he watched the two of them go until Su Si's back was swallowed up by the night.
However, Shi Jingzhi did not make a fuss. Yin Ci also did not mention the matter at all, pretending that he did not understand anything.
Apart from the occasional flaws and exaggerations, Su Si's acting skills were acceptable. However, Su Si overlooked a major premise - if he was really a "butcher" as he said, even if he was knowledgeable, he would not be able to spend half a month in Yuanxian Village in peace.
He had seen the white-clothed monster long ago, and he lived here alone, with his feet tied to his chest. Even though Su Si was considered to be extremely daring among ordinary people, this environment was enough to make him feel a little terrified.
But although Su Si acted loud and noisy, there was no sign of fear in his every move.
This kid must have a backup plan. The ten years he was separated from Yan Qing were definitely not as simple as he said.
… Unfortunately, young people are still young people, and Su Si’s experience is not enough to support this play. Not to mention Yin Ci, a 300-year-old monster, even Shi Jingzhi, who is a few years older than Su Si, may not be able to deceive him.
However, as they were both wanderers in the world, neither the master nor the disciple was stupid enough to stir up internal strife during this sensitive period.
Since Su Si was willing to act, they were happy to cooperate - everyone was used to acting anyway, and at least Su Si really cared about Yan Qing and would not trip them up.
There is already a piece of window paper between them as master and disciple, so even if the four people from the Kushan Sect were wrapped like window paper lanterns, it wouldn't seem to be a big deal.
Thinking of this, Yin Ci couldn't help but look at Shi Jingzhi.
Including his cheap master, and barely counting himself, there are four people in Kushan Sect, three of whom have unknown origins. Only Yan Qing's background is clear, but looking at Yan Qing's identity, it is better to be reassured that his origin is unknown.
I don't know if Master Shi has ever asked someone to tell his fortune, but there must be something seriously wrong with his horoscope.
Just as dawn was approaching and the plan was about to fail, Jingzhi was shocked when the problem of the horoscope became more serious.
Yin Ci shook off the sleepiness that was rising again: "Brother Bai, is there something wrong?"
“… I don’t know.” Shi Jingzhi’s tone was complicated. He opened his mouth and revealed the acacia bean.
The acacia beans did not turn into ashes. They were still red in color, but no longer plump, and shrunk into a half-dead ball. Not to mention Shi Jingzhi, Yin Ci did not recognize this reaction.
Shi Jingzhi still didn't give up, but he waited until the east was officially white. Not to mention Bai Wei, even Su Si didn't come back.
If we stay any longer, the villagers will go out.
The three people from Kushan Sect squatted on the eaves for a whole night. No matter how good their kung fu was, they would still be afraid of poor blood flow. Yin Ci's legs and feet were a little sore, and at this moment, he only needed a bamboo pole to pull them all down.
Master Shi didn't want to be seen as a suspicious person, so he led the retreat, sighing and rolling down the eaves, his movements looking a little awkward, just like a dumpling slipping off a pair of chopsticks.
The three of them returned to their residence in dejection. Su Si was waiting for them in the house and had even prepared breakfast for them.
Seeing only three figures, he was slightly startled: "Bai Wei is dead?"
"I don't know." Shi Jingzhi repeated dejectedly and threw the shriveled acacia beans onto the table.
Su Si pursed her lips and changed the subject: "I took Yindeng home last night, and Sister Mian sent me all the way. I didn't dare go back to the forbidden area. Look, all the food on the table was sent by her... I just said that Yindeng was wandering around the village, and I happened to get up at night, so I sent her home."
He never mentioned the problem with his physical skills last night, and it seemed that he was determined to get away with it.
Yan Qing did not ask further: "Master, what should we do next?"
"At least Bai Wei has proved one thing. There is something wrong under the forbidden area. It is worse than we thought. Before we find out the truth, no one should act on their own."
Shi Jingzhi rubbed his legs, which had suffered a great deal, and showed some signs of fatigue.
Yin Ci knew what he meant.
The goddess herself may not be very strong, but her strength lies in her unknown means. To enter and exit this place, one must pass through a magic maze. If someone is caught, no matter how strong a person is, he will be doomed.
Yin Ci himself was not doomed, he could find a way out by wasting time and effort. But the process was boring, and he would miss out on the competition for sex outside, which was not worth it no matter how he thought about it.
At first glance, they seemed to have nowhere to go. All they could do was wait patiently for the village entry ceremony, and then rush forward to try to find a way out.
trouble.
Why not use a little trick tonight to make the cheap master fall asleep so that he can jump off the cliff in the forbidden area. The bottom of the forbidden area is not big, even if there is a maze, it is not that complicated and will not waste much time.
Yin Ci was inspired by the lantern, and tonight he would pretend to sleepwalk. Anyway, with the lantern night walk before him, even if he made up a story afterwards, it wouldn't seem too abrupt.
Having made up his mind, Yin Ci climbed into bed obediently and began to catch up on his sleep. After all, he had stayed up all night last night and would be sleepless again tonight, and he couldn't fall asleep in the forbidden area.
After breakfast, Yin Ci stopped torturing his exhausted master. He yawned and climbed onto the bed, pulled the quilt over him and went to sleep.
Who would have thought that he actually had a dream.
Yin Ci hadn't had a dream in nearly a hundred years, and he almost couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality, thinking he had been bewitched again. He stood still in the dream for a long time, and found that his thoughts were floating and the surroundings were vague, and then he gradually came back to his senses.
Perhaps he dreamed at night what he thought about during the day, and he dreamed of the giant demon tree in the forbidden area.
The demon tree had lost all its leaves, and it was dry and black, standing on the snowy plain. The nearby houses had disappeared, and the dog demon guarding the tree gate was left with only a pile of scattered bones.
In the dream, Yin Ci did not have a ghost leather coat. He was dressed in white clothes from under a ghost tomb, walking barefoot in the snow, but he did not feel the slightest bit of cold.
It seems that I have really gone to this forbidden place, literally dreaming of going there. Yin Ci laughed at himself in his heart, stepped over the pale bones of the dog demon, and stepped into the tree gate decisively.
There is no longer a huge deep well inside the demon tree. The dark tree hole has turned into a clean and spacious mourning hall.
Yin Ci couldn't help but slow down his pace.
The hall was plainly decorated, with pale spirit-calling ceremonies swaying. In the center of the hall stood a gigantic coffin, its lid dropped to one side and covered with unknown thin vines.
There was no body in the coffin, only a broken statue.
The statue was made of clay and painted with bright colors. Now it was roughly broken into hundreds of pieces. There was no blood on the cross section, but there was an indescribable bloody feeling.
One of the pieces was a fragment of a head, with a lifelike giant eye on it, facing Yin Ci.
The coffin was filled with broken statues, and on top of the broken statues there was a person.
The woman had disheveled hair, wore a scarlet skirt, and had a bulging belly. She knelt on the broken pieces of the statue, covered her face with her hands, and cried very sadly.
Yin Ci listened carefully and felt a sharp pain in his head. There was only this woman in the mourning hall, but her cries seemed to come from thousands of people, the voices of men, women, young and old mixed together and came out of the woman's mouth.
It seemed as if countless invisible hands were pulling Yin Ci, forcing him to walk towards the coffin.
Yin Ci couldn't use martial arts in his dream, so he could only be dragged by the men until he reached the woman. The woman seemed to notice something, slowly stopped crying, and raised her head.
She was very young, and her facial features were somewhat similar to Sister Mian, but she had a little more of the delicate and charming look that only young people have.
Yet something was not right with those eyes.
Her eyes were red, and her eyeballs kept turning - the woman's eyes were filled with countless pupils, leaving no white in them. They were of different depths, vying to squeeze out, like bubbles on the surface of boiling water.
It’s like the pupils of countless people squeezed together, seeing through one pair of eyes.
"It's not you!" After she saw Yin Ci clearly, she let out a whine of extreme fear and trembled like a sieve. "I don't want you, don't come over here!"
It was the first time that Yin Ci was humiliated with this face. He subconsciously touched his face, but could not feel any facial features.
His face disappeared, and was filled with countless root-like things. They stretched forward randomly, and felt rough and cold. For some reason, he could not see these foreign objects so close even though he had retained his vision.
"Don't come over here, don't come over here!" The woman seemed to be under great pressure. She held her head and cried. The broken statue under her made a crackling sound and shattered again.
She grabbed the broken pieces of the statue and threw them at Yin Ci regardless.
"Stay away from us!" she shouted with a thousand voices, "Get out!"
Yin Ci wanted to explain, but the stone hit him right on the forehead, causing him to feel a very real pain. Yin Ci suddenly woke up with a thin layer of sweat on his back.
What a strange dream.
Shi Jingzhi heard the noise and came over to check, and was shocked by his appearance.
"Aci, you..." Shi Jingzhi handed him a hot towel, wanting to say something but stopping himself. "You usually sleep well, why did you hit your head like this today?"
Yin Ci slowly touched his forehead and took a deep breath. The stone in his dream really left him with a bruise, but fortunately he recovered quickly enough that Shi Jingzhi didn't get suspicious.
"I had a nightmare," he replied softly.
No matter what secrets the forbidden area hides, he will definitely turn it upside down tonight.
For the entire day, Yin Ci stuck closely to Shi Jing, never leaving his side, and was so well-behaved that it was frightening. Even though Shi Jing was extremely nervous, he gradually relaxed his guard under his coaxing.
Unfortunately, before Yin Ci’s plan to jump off the cliff could be implemented, a new obstacle occurred out of nowhere.
Not long after nightfall, there was a sudden noise outside. Sister Mian knocked on their door in a hurry, tears on her face.
"The pilot light is gone. Have you seen her?"