Gu Qingshan looked at the white bird and quickly realized it.
This is the sword spirit of the long knife.
As for the human dead—
"Don't look at it, I can't wave myself, so I found a dead person to use me." The white bird said while panting.
"So, you are the one who is really fighting?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Yes, I am the Bone Slicer Ghost Soldier."
"You said I have her breath on me, who is she?"
"Eh? You haven't seen her? That's wrong, you do have her aura." The white bird said in surprise.
Gu Qingshan said: "Lady in Tsing Yi? I have seen her before, but I just don't know her identity."
"You don't know who she is... Interesting, since she didn't reveal her identity, I don't dare to reveal her identity without authorization."
The white bird looked at Gu Qingshan, showing interest.
Gu Qingshan did not dwell on this issue.
If you don't say it, don't say it, there are more important things right now that must be clarified immediately.
"My Gu Qingshan, from the human world, may I ask which machine you are?" He clasped his fists and said.
The snow-white bird listened carefully, and suddenly opened its eyes wide.
It seems to be somewhat incredulous about this question.
The snow-white bird landed on the handle of the long knife, and tapped the long knife with its paw: "Look clearly, I am a knife, not a machine."
Gu Qingshan froze.
Knives really aren't machines.
"So, there are more existences in Huangquan besides machines." He murmured.
"Usually using machines to handle affairs is of course more efficient, but if something happens in Huangquan, we still have to come forward." The white bird proudly said.
Gu Qingshan asked: "I want to ask, how is the situation in Huangquan?"
"I don't—" Xiaoniao said.
Gu Qingshan interrupted it and said: "I know you can't tell, you tell me where some important things happened, and I will go and see for myself."
The existence of these yellow springs is always told nothing to myself.
Gu Qingshan is already a little tired of this.
The white bird hesitated.
"I'm here for the human world, please help me." Gu Qingshan said.
The white bird said: "You come from the human world? Then have you seen those machines?"
"In fact, only four have reached the world safely." Gu Qingshan said.
Gu Qingshan recounted the process of the arrival of the machines.
The white bird said excitedly: "So, you are indeed a reinforcement from the world?"
reinforcements...
Reinforcements from the world...
Gu Qingshan was speechless.
Why is this word so jarring
For a while, I was looking forward to Huang Quan's reinforcements.
It's good now, Huang Quan's weapons are reversed, but he still counts on the reinforcements from the world.
Gu Qingshan sighed, and said helplessly: "Yes, it can be regarded as reinforcements."
The white bird said: "How can I cooperate with you?"
"I need to know what happened in Huangquan." Gu Qingshan replied briefly.
The white bird groaned and groaned for a long time before saying, "Actually, that horrible thing happened suddenly. At that time—"
"kindness?"
"I am asleep."
"..."
Seeing Gu Qingshan's unspeakable expression, the white bird quickly explained: "There are more than eighty machines, and the management of the Underworld has always been orderly. It has been a long time since I have used an ancient weapon like mine."
It stretched out its wings, patted its head and said, "So I'm a little bit slack, ha...haha..."
The implication is that this bird doesn't know what's going on.
"Then you still cooperate with a dead man?"
"Oh, this has happened in the last two days, I can tell you about it."
"Speaking."
"Huangquan is in great trouble, and the dead in hell are divided into two factions. One faction advocates cooperating with demons and destroying the world of Huangquan with all their strength to escape the torment of hell."
"The other faction advocates fighting against demons, hoping to save Huangquan, and use this merit to redeem their own sins and reincarnate as soon as possible."
The white bird added: "As a weapon in the Underworld, I am naturally willing to fight side by side with the group of dead behind."
Gu Qingshan nodded.
In this case, the chaotic scene just seen makes sense.
Just now he had been submerged in the water for a long time to observe, and finally took a chance to save the dead man.
This is entirely out of caution.
The dead can be resurrected only by going to hell to sleep, but he, Gu Qingshan, can't.
Just a moment ago, Gu Qingshan vaguely sensed that there were several colossal auras of demon gods in the depths of the big iron surrounding mountain.
The big iron surrounding mountain has already fallen into the hands of demons.
Gu Qingshan couldn't help asking: "Is there no one in charge of hell? What about the gods of Huangquan? Are they all dead?"
The white bird said: "I don't know either. Anyway, when I woke up, there were no gods in the world of Huangquan."
"But you don't know where the gods of Huangquan have gone."
"Sorry, I haven't been born for too long after the machine revolution. I just woke up suddenly when I sensed the coming of the world catastrophe the day before yesterday."
Gu Qingshan sighed after hearing the words.
I just came to Huangquan, my eyes were darkened, and I didn't know what to do.
What matters now is intelligence.
Only by figuring out what happened, can one plan and use one's strength.
He asked: "Since you don't know, but there must be other existences who know the ins and outs of things—do you think anyone knows?"
The white bird immediately said: "I guess that artifact sensed the catastrophe of the world earlier than me, and it must know everything."
"Who is that?"
"One of the three artifacts, the Wangchuan Lihunhook, it never sleeps, and keeps recording everything about all dead souls."
"real?"
Gu Qing Shan couldn't quite believe this bird.
The white bird assured: "Yes, its news is the most well-informed, and nothing about Huang Quan can be hidden from it."
"Can you take me to find it?"
"You saved my life just now, and you still have the presence of that person on your body, so I will naturally take you there."
The white bird fluttered its wings and burrowed into the Bonecutter Knife.
The long knife suddenly spun twice in the air, and the tip of the knife pointed in one direction.
"there!"
"Okay, let's go look for it right away."
"Wait a minute!" The long knife stopped Gu Qingshan.
"What's wrong?"
"I must tell you in advance that the Wangchuan Lihun Hook is a weapon of the gods. Without its permission, you must not hold it, otherwise you will die immediately."
"I know, I'll be careful."
"Let's go."
The Bone Slicer Ghost Soldier took Gu Qingshan and flew across the bottom of the Wangchuan River all the way.
Gu Qingshan looked at his soul power value.
Chaoyin is constantly using her soul power to avoid the current of Wangchuan.
More than a thousand points of soul power are slowly passing away.
It's time to speed up.
…
Big Iron Waishan.
At the foot of a remote mountain.
Gu Qingshan leaned out from the River of Forgetfulness, and gently jumped ashore.
There is no sun, no moon and no stars in the sky.
But there is soft light evenly sprinkled, illuminating a deserted color nearby.
It looked like a night in the underworld.
A temple exuding solemnity appeared on the hillside.
The whole temple was quiet and there was no movement.
"right here."
The white bird flew out a long knife and landed on Gu Qingshan's shoulder.
"What is this place?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"This is the temple dedicated to the Hook of Wangchuan Lihun, and its spirit summoning spell is enshrined inside."
"Spirit Summoning Curse?"
"Yes, the Wangchuan Lihun Hook is the manifestation of the law of Wangchuan. Only the gods of the underworld can control it, and it will not appear easily at ordinary times."
"Any existence other than the gods, if you want to communicate with it, you must use its spirit summoning spell, and it will come to meet you."
"I understand." Gu Qingshan nodded.