Shu smiled and said, "It seems like I haven't seen your eyes for a long time."
Xie Bai: "...you walk ahead, you won't see it if you pick it off."
Yin Wushu heard the words and turned his head to look over, squinting at the black bandages on Xie Bai's eyes for a while, then settled in place, raised his foot and tapped the ground, saying: "If I remember correctly, this is here."
This is the middle of the river, and the fog is heavier than anywhere else. In front of them, there were two bridges juxtaposed across the river, with one arch in a row. The straight bridge deck is very old, and it seems that there are many people walking, and the stone surface has been worn away. But the arched one looks inexplicably desolate, every stone crevice is glowing green, with a lot of moss growing.
Xie Bai is very familiar with these two bridges, the straight one is for visitors, no matter how long they linger, they can only go back and forth between the two river banks. As for the arched one, half of it is outside the fog, half of it is inside the fog, and it is impossible to see where it leads. If outsiders come to walk on this bridge, they will find that it is broken halfway, and if they are not careful, they will fall into the river.
Only Xie Bai could walk over without any hindrance, because the opposite side of the arch bridge was the residence of the prostitutes of all ages.
"Have you seen this kind of beads here?" Xie Bai raised his left hand, frowned and said, "Why did you come here?"
"Oh, I came to this area half a month ago to do business, and I came here for a while when I passed by here." Yin Wushu glanced back and forth between the two bridges, and walked onto the straight bridge, "You don't want to stay here, don't you?" , I see that arch bridge has been passed by for a long time.”
Xie Bai stayed in place for a while, watched him walk to the middle of Zhiqiao, and then said "hm", and said, "It's too noisy, change to a quiet place."
"Noisy?" Yin Wushu glanced at him in surprise, "If I remember correctly, the yin guest's residence always changes according to the yin guest's preferences, there is no reason for you to come here against your preference, it has broken down due to disrepair ? Pass a note to the top."
Xie Bai shook his head, and was about to open his mouth to say something, when he saw something dimly shining in the crevice of the stone behind Yin Wushu.
Chapter 8
"What is that?" Xie Bai walked up to Yin Wushu, and waved his hand to signal him to make way.
Yin Wushu looked back in the direction he pointed, "Oh" smiled, and said, "I didn't lie to you." As he spoke, he turned his body sideways and leaned against the stone railing, getting out of the way .
Xie Bai approached a few steps and squatted down, just about to take a closer look, when he heard Yin Wushu beside him start chattering.
"Look, the hem of your clothes is mopping the floor. Are you here to clean the bridge..." Yin Wushu didn't want to touch the things on the ground, but when he saw Xie Bai's actions, he looked "deadly worried". Bending down and condescendingly lifted the hem of Xie Bai's coat, and patted the ashes that had been rubbed on just now twice.
Because of the heavy fog, the dust on the bridge surface became damp. After Yin Wushu tucked the hem of his clothes for him, he straightened up and unbearably shook out a piece of cloth, wiped his palms and fingers carefully, and then burned the cloth with a snap of his fingers.
"..." Xie Bai looked at his series of delicate movements expressionlessly, moved his neck, and then lowered his head expressionlessly to continue studying the things in the crevice of the stone—
As Yin Wushu said, the dark red beads scattered inside are exactly the same texture as the ones Xie Bai picked up under the demon corpse before, but the size is slightly different. There are a total of more than ten pieces here, the big one is like a pearl, and the small one is similar to the one already in Xie Bai's hand.
"Why are there so many... What are they?" Xie Bai carefully picked out those beads from the cracks in the stone one by one, and spread them all over the palm of his hand together with the previous one. He looked at them for a while before getting up.
Yin Wushu narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes fell on those beads and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was also thinking about Xie Bai. After a moment of silence, he slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know."
If even Yin Wushu can't recognize it, either this thing is extremely rare and extremely rare, or... maybe it is really an inconspicuous thing, and no one has paid attention to it.
Xie Bai frowned and pursed his lips tightly...
It has been more than a hundred years since the name of this intruder fell on his head. In the past hundred years, whoever dies in the spirit world has to be passed by him, to find out the facts, remove the corpse, and eliminate its existence All traces, and then take back the discarded demon pills and send them to the Ten Thousand Spirit Tree, this is considered a cycle of life and death.
It sounds like the Taixuan Dao, which controls the life and death trajectories of all monsters and spirits, but in fact, it is much more leisurely than the Taixuan Dao who manages the living monsters.
After all, most of the people in Zhifu Spiritual Realm don’t have a short lifespan. Injuries to their arms and legs are minimally invasive to them, so just take care of them.