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When Feng Bujue saw this scene, it was as if a pot had exploded in his brain, and countless thoughts sprang up all of a sudden.
But these thoughts did not confuse his thoughts, on the contrary, he was very calm, thinking about problems faster and more efficiently than usual.
After only two seconds, he decisively started to act.
His scare value is still zero, and his steps and movements are calm and steady, but the expression on his face is rarely serious.
Feng Bujue first picked up the piece of equipment [Spider Silk Gloves], equipped it directly, and put the flashlight in his pocket at the same time, and walked over to pick up the rain-like lantern.
He held the lantern in front of his eyes, carefully observed the footprints on the ground, and after repeated checks, he confirmed the direction in which the rain seemed to be pulled out, and then he set off there.
When alone, Feng Bujue walked extremely fast. Previously, he considered that Ruyu was behind him, so he consciously slowed down, and by the way, he also wanted to find out if there were any excavable items and equipment in the forest.
But now, Feng Bujue rushed to save people alone. As a person without such psychological barriers as fear, if he was given a five-meter visual range, even if he was in hell, he would still be able to move forward like flying.
The more you walk forward, the thicker the darkness around you, even the air seems to be stagnant, and those strange sounds that seem to be absent in your ears completely disappear. Soon, Feng Bujue was surrounded by a deathly silence.
Suddenly, an open space appeared in front of his eyes, and there was a wooden stake in the middle of the open space, and Ruyu was tied to the stake by a heavy iron chain at this moment. She was tied to the middle of the stake, and the soles of her feet were still half a meter away from the ground. The middle part of the body is all bound by chains, wrapped tightly like rice dumplings, only above the shoulders and below the knees are not entangled.
Seeing his teammates, Feng Bujue was half relieved. After taking a long breath, he smiled and said, "What is this? A skewer made by a giant?"
Like Yu didn't have time to joke with him, she reminded very seriously: "She is nearby."
"I know." Feng Bujue replied, "It's just... I don't understand. Since she can easily catch you, why didn't she catch me too? Besides... Is she already this strong? What are you playing? There is something wrong with it..." He said while holding up the lantern and looking around. at the same time. A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately put his hand into the inner pocket of his jacket...
"Guess what." The third voice came, the sweet voice of a little girl.
Feng Bujue turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Ling'er. She was wearing a coarse coat, her hair was braided, and she had a lovely face, but she was very pale. The most disobedient thing is that his expression doesn't look like filial piety at all.
"Guess so..." Feng Bujue could still laugh when facing Li Gui: "Heh... you took my friend away. I expected that I would be frightened, panicked, and looking around like a chicken without a head. But you didn't expect So, I didn't show what you wanted to see at all. So you went straight to the next stage, um... presumably planning to... torture us for fun?"
"so smart."
The moment Ling'er's voice reached his ears, Feng Bujue felt his eyes go dark, and then he felt a small hand pinch his neck, and he was completely powerless to resist, his body was pulled and moved, vaguely For a while, he seemed to hear Si Yu shouting something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.
After a few seconds, he came back to his senses. He found that he was also tied to a wooden stake by an iron chain, and the lantern in his hand was missing, but the unique light curtain was shining from behind him at this moment.
"So amazing..." Feng Bujue said in a low voice.
"Hey, how are you?" A rain-like voice sounded from behind his head.
"Eh?" Feng Bujue turned his neck nearly 90 degrees as much as possible, only then realized that he and Siyu were tied on both sides of the same wooden stake. He immediately said with a wry smile: "I said little sister Ling'er, you are quite good at playing."
At this time, I saw Ling'er holding a lantern and walking slowly in front of Feng Bujue. This boss actually took away the player's equipment. Feng Bujue was quite surprised by this.
"Do you know how many years I have been in this world? Is your name my little sister?" Ling'er said, her tone and expression were indeed no different from that of an adult, even more mature than ordinary adults.
"I thought women wanted to be called that no matter what age they were." Feng Bujue looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "Then... sister Ling'er, can I ask what you plan to do?" torture us?"
"Yeah... how tortured... you look like you are not afraid of death..." Ling'er put her immature little hand next to her mouth, rubbed her lips with one finger and said, "by the way...you seem to care about her Bar."
Feng Bujue's expression changed slightly when he heard the words, his heart trembled, but he immediately squeezed out a smile: "Hehe... Actually, it's not as good as you imagined..."
Ling'er didn't hear him finish, she walked around the stake and walked into the blind area behind Feng Bujue's line of sight.
In the next second, Siyu let out a painful groan.
Feng Bujue could clearly feel the chains on his body tightened violently, and at the same time, a faint smell of blood filled the air.
When Ling'er returned to Feng Bujue's sight, her right hand was still holding the lantern, while her left hand was holding a foot that looked like rain.
The foot was severed from the calf, and all the bones and flesh were exposed, and it was still dripping blood.
Ling'er's fair face was splashed with many drops of blood, but she just showed a bloody smile, "What do you think I should bring over next time?"
"I'm fine..." Ruyu's voice trembled, as if to make Feng Bujue feel relieved.
"Sure enough... the villagers of Cangling Town didn't kill you by mistake." At this moment, Feng Bujue's face looked extremely cold, without the slightest emotion, and his eyes were as sharp as if he could read other people's souls: "If you grow up smoothly I am afraid that there will never be a day of peace in this world."
Ling'er threw the stumped limb in her hand on the ground, and said with a sneer, "Where do you start talking about this?"
"I was in front of the Cangling Temple and saw the scene before you were burned to death. There is a detail that confuses me." Feng Bujue replied: "Why do you call your mother 'Mom'? , should be called 'mother'?" He paused, and then continued: "Also, I always have a feeling that your cries and your words are a bit of a show, and it seems that they are intended to win sympathy."
Linger's eyes changed, and the smile gradually disappeared from her face.
"Whether it was when you were burned to death or after you died, those villagers all categorically called you a monster." Feng Bujue continued: "From the beginning to the end, they only revealed anger and fear, but I I didn’t feel the slightest guilt, why is that?” He tilted his head: “As long as a person has a conscience, no matter how ignorant he is... after doing something wrong, his conscience will definitely feel uneasy. This uneasiness does not come from fear, It comes from inner self-condemnation." He squinted at Ling'er condescendingly: "The villagers in Cangling Town did not have that kind of emotion, and their reactions showed that everything they did was based on a basic conclusion above. And they're convinced of that conclusion—you're a monster."
"Heh..." Feng Bujue laughed: "Since we entered the mountain, you have been misleading us. What we saw and heard, we all preconceived it. You are a ghost who died unjustly, and you were just a ghost in life. An innocent little girl." He snorted coldly, and continued: "When I heard those villagers blame you for 'no rain, dead crops in the fields, children born with disabilities' and other incidents, I felt sorry for them. Trust is at its lowest point.
Maybe this is my personal likes and dislikes, because the evil in their mouths is the same as the reason for burning innocent women as witches in the Middle Ages in Europe. A group of ignorant fools attribute all happiness to the gift of God, and then attribute all misfortune to a fictional fact, and let a scapegoat bear those unwarranted responsibilities and be burned alive, so that these fools can continue For a period of time, I lived with peace of mind.
Such a thing in ancient times. It happens all over the world, and I guess you agree with me on that?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about..." Ling'er replied in a deep voice.
"Really?" Feng Bujue said: "Then, do you know that the word 'mother' used to refer to a madam in the Song Dynasty, but it was changed to a title for an elderly woman in the Qing Dynasty, and it was not widely used until after the New Culture Movement. Used to address mother.
So, in the era when you were killed, you could be called 'Niang', 'Niangqin' or directly use the word 'Mo', but not 'Mom'. "
"Just because of this detail...you think I'm..." Ling'er stared at Feng Bujue and said.
"I haven't determined what you are yet. But I can make a few bold hypotheses." Feng Bujue interrupted: "For example... a person with superpowers who can see the future from birth; a person who travels from the future to a little girl soul; or, some kind of powerful consciousness higher than this dimension?"
Ling'er's expression changed abruptly, and after a few seconds, she became extremely gloomy again, "Humph... let's say your reasoning is correct..." At this moment, she didn't mind saying words like 'reasoning', and said plainly: " Yes, I am indeed some kind of higher will. I was exiled to this world and became this little girl named Linger. My physical body is as weak as an ant, but I can still use some special powers.
Originally, I hid it well, but unfortunately... after accidentally killing my 'parents', my abilities were discovered, and some of the things I did before... were exposed one after another. When the villagers found out the truth, they caught me and burned me to death.
Even losing my body, I became an earth-bound spirit, subject to many restrictions. Therefore, they can only harvest souls on this mountain, and cannot get their hands on the world outside Zangling Town. "
Feng Bujue continued: "Since the words of those villagers are true, the words of that tree and that monk are naturally lies. If you understand this, many problems will be solved." He sneered: "The two monsters all imply We, Ling'er, are ghosts who died unjustly. And led us to hold this wrong point of view, enter this Ling's realm, come to this island, and fall into your hands... "
"You're wrong." Ling'er replied: "How can simple-minded undead possessions like them know my secret?"
"So that's how it is..." Feng Bujue said thoughtfully: "They were also deceived by you..."
"Only by deceiving them first, can they help me lure all the monks and priests who go up the mountain to hunt ghosts to this Lingzhong realm." Ling'er replied with a smile; "That's why, no one can surpass me. 'ghost'."
"I still don't understand one thing. For so many years, so many eminent monks and experienced Taoists, is there no one who is your opponent?" Feng Bujue asked.
"There is only one." Ling'er replied: "His mana is so powerful that he was able to fight me evenly and retreat completely." She snorted coldly: "This man does have some skills. After he escaped, he took the hidden The villagers in Ling Town were all driven away, and the town was renamed Cangling, and the mountain and water flow of the place was reorganized, in an attempt to resolve my "resentment" in this way. Hmph... It's a pity. I'm not impatient at all, even if I After a thousand years, there will be no rebirth."
"Hmm..." Feng Bujue murmured, "Very good, I have no problem."
Ling'er's face once again showed a cruel expression: "Then it's my turn to ask questions... Travelers from another world?" She threatened: "If you don't answer well, what will happen, you should be very nervous. Are you clear?"
"Traveler from another world?" Feng Bujue asked doubtfully, "So before your soul piercing, were you a subordinate of the Four Pillars God? And the level doesn't seem to be low."
"You really know a lot..." Ling'er raised her little hand. "But it's time for me to ask questions. Who allowed you to talk nonsense?" She waved her hand casually. He wanted to use his thoughts to tear off one of Feng Bujue's legs.
Unexpectedly... nothing happened...
"Huh?" She tried twice more, but there was still no response.
"Strange, why is it out of control? Could it be..." Feng Bujue showed a chilling expression, and when he spoke, one of his arms came out from the gap in the iron chain. He was wearing a glove on this hand, and a small silver bell was glued to the palm. To be precise, it is a bell that has been pinched, deformed and damaged, "... Could it be that something has stopped working?"
turn out to be. A few minutes ago, when he put his hand into the inside pocket of his jacket, the bell was already attached to his palm.
"As soon as I came here, I muttered a question, 'Is she already this strong? Then why are we playing?' I think you heard this sentence too." Feng Bujue said, unexpectedly He broke free from the chains and stood firmly on the ground.
at the same time. Because of his breaking free, Siyu, who was tied to the other side, was also untied. Although she hadn't completely escaped from the entanglement of the chain, she had landed on one foot. The arms can also be moved to a certain extent.
"Destroy the bell." Feng Bujue said loudly without turning his head.
Upon hearing the words, Si Yu immediately took out her own bell from her bag, and smashed it vigorously on a hard ground beside her feet, the silver bell was deformed and destroyed at that time.
Ling'er's face became ugly, but Lolita's face was still very cute.
"As for me, I often ask questions with my mouth, and the answers pop up in my mind. I think this is the result of years of training." Feng Bujue continued what he just said: "There are many hypotheses that flashed through my mind at that moment. I won’t go into details one by one. The more reliable one is... In the middle of the bell, your power is stronger than outside the world; and on this island, your power is stronger than other places in the middle of the bell; But most of all, there is one thing, one thing that we have to bring with us when we come here, so that you can play us to the applause."
As Feng Bujue said, he threw the bell in his hand to the ground and stepped on it: "After entering the mountain, we got these two bells from your minions, hmph...my reaction was also half a beat late Ah. It's written on it [this little bell seems to have a sense of communication with a powerful evil spirit], such an obvious reminder... Fortunately, before I was tied up by you, I still had time to squeeze the bell into my hand " As he said, he came to Siyu's side in a few steps, and gave the scp-500 to the other party, and Siyu didn't hesitate, and immediately ate a piece, and her broken foot began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"The Taoist priest who fought with you back then must have been a smart man. Before he was fatally wounded by you, he realized the problem and threw away the bell." Feng Bujue said: "And we can only be said to be lucky , because we are the so-called 'visitors from another world'."
Ling'er's expression changed several times, and finally she returned to a calm and ruthless look, "Then have you considered it? Why did that Taoist still fight me in a tie in the end?"
Before she finished speaking, she instantly turned into a black shadow with a pattern, and rushed towards Feng Bujue and Siyu.
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