Fragments of memories appear frequently in front of our eyes like fleeting shadows. They may be near or far, thick or light, round or missing. Suddenly, a layer of water vapor is hazy, and those pictures are hidden behind, as if separated by a layer that cannot be penetrated. The dense fog became gray, wet, icy cold, more illusory and untouchable.
When they are good, they are intimate and can give each other life and death. When they are bad, they hate each other to the bone, hurt each other as much as they can, and are entangled for two lives. This bad debt can't be calculated at all up.
The distortion of fate brings them together again and again, bound by layers of invisible cause and effect, they seem to be inseparable, they can only play games between their hearts, and in the end they always lose.
"Brother... come to save me..." Fan Wuxi murmured, his erratic tone was like dream talk, even he himself didn't dare to believe it.
"I'm here." Xie Bian hugged Fan Wushi's shoulders tightly, and they were so tightly bonded together that even he was surrounded by black death energy, as if he could feel a kind of burgeoning yin energy giving his internal organs Shock, like some kind of invisible, tasteless, but pervasive poison, turns people's soul into a hotbed of fear and hatred. If the heart is full of darkness, it is easier to be stimulated thousands of times.
Xie Bian was secretly startled. Even if Fan Wuzhen's purpose is not pure, but in the end he is helping himself, if he is allowed to be manipulated by the inner demon, he will only do whatever he wants, and he will soon become, no, back to the real demon king , he will never let that Demon Lord come back.
Fan Wuxi raised his arms and hugged Zhi Bian carefully, his momentum gradually weakened, but he was still full of anxiety and doubt: "...is it really you? Brother, is it you?"
"It's me, take a closer look, it's really me."
Fan Wuxi didn't let go, leaned back slightly, stared deeply at Jie Bian, as if he wanted to find a hole in the gaps in his facial features, his eyes became brighter and brighter, because of a thin layer of water vapor, he whispered Said: "I'm dreaming again. I always have this dream. I dreamed that you came to save me."
Jiebi felt relieved: "It's not a dream, this is not a dream now." Fan Wuzhen's experience in Hell is indeed what he deserved. The sins committed by this person in previous and present lives are enough to bear the most severe punishment and retribution in the world, but even Knowing this truth can't stop him from feeling bad, his heart is about to break, because he has seen the innocent and clean Xiao Jiu. No one is born sinful.
"I'll wake up from the pain right away, and then you'll disappear, again and again." Fan Wuxi raised his hand, and slowly stroked Xie Bian's face, the black death in his eyes receded slightly.
"It's not a dream this time, and I won't disappear." Xie Bian took Fan Wuyi's hand and held it firmly, "Look at me, look at Big Brother, you don't have to be tortured, and you don't have to be punished by anything. control."
Fan Wuxi traced Jie Bian's face over and over again with his eyes, repeatedly confirming whether he was another tormenting dream. He didn't tremble until the person who was deeply in love did not disappear, until he confirmed that the temperature of his fingertips was real. He said, "Brother, it's really you."
Xie Bian said hoarsely, "Xiao Jiu, brother is here to save you."
When he was the eldest prince in his previous life, he took the word "big brother" very seriously. The eldest brother is like a father, and his siblings respect him as the eldest brother. He must set an example. If he can't protect his siblings well, how can he afford to say " big brother". As a result, his younger brothers and sisters died and fled in exile, and the most cherished younger brother fell into the devil's way, and he was lost forever.
But now he still has a chance to save his ninth brother, and the hand he stretches out can also pull himself out of the abyss.
Fan Wuxi froze, tears suddenly fell down, the pearls sprinkled on the jade plate, and the grains made a sound, hitting the back of his hands, the skirt of his clothes, the ground, and his heart. The evil black veins were washed away, and his eyes were back to black and white, as bright as the stars in the sky.
The powerful arms tightly held Xie Bian into his arms, and the person who was about to die hugged the driftwood, how could he let go, he whimpered, and kept calling "Big Brother" like a child, one after another, as if he was about to throw A century of pain and grievances poured out together: "I've been waiting for you, brother, I've been waiting for you, I've been waiting for you."
In the dark, at the dead end, at the bottom of the abyss, he knows that there is only one person in this world who can save him, and he has been waiting for his elder brother.
"I'm here, brother is late, but I'm here." Xie Bian closed his eyes and wept, his jade-like cheeks were written with vicissitudes and sorrow spanning a hundred years, but when he opened his eyes, the pupils shone brightly Time is the decision to put it to death and live later.
Fan Wuxi's mood gradually calmed down. He let go of the painful arm that was strangling Jie Bian, and turned his head to look at Mo Shangcun who was tied to the black dragon pillar and was in a mess.
Mo Shangcun, who was dying, naturally couldn't sustain the transformation for a long time. At this time, he had recovered his appearance, and the blood and flesh flowed along the dragon pillar into the ditch on the ground, and finally merged into the blood pool. He looked at the two of them and wanted to make a sarcastic look, but he was already exhausted from the torture.
Fan Wuzhen put all the magic weapons into the Qiankun bag, drew his sword against Mo Shangcun's throat: "Tell me, where is he, I'll give you a good time."
"you swear."
"I swear… "
"By your elder brother... I swear..." Mo Shangcun said weakly.
Fan Wuxi looked at him coldly, paused for a moment, and said: "I swear by my elder brother, if you hand over Lan Chuihan, I will give you a good time."
Xie Bian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head in disguise, wiping the tears from his face.
Mo Shangcun tried his best to raise his head, and looked at the shivering brats hiding under his throne: "Go...bring that living person."
Fan Wuxi used the Sheji diagram to unblock the gate of the cave, and the little ghosts were ordered to go.
"Wait." Fan Wuxi looked at the brats coldly, "If you dare to speak out about what happened in this torture chamber, I will hang you one by one on the dragon pillar."
The little ghosts hurriedly waved their hands and kowtowed to beg for mercy, and Fan Wuxi let them out.
Fan Wuzhen turned to look at Xie Bian, the ruthlessness of the previous moment disappeared without a trace, his face showed a little hesitation, a little embarrassment, a little credit, and his eyes flickered.
Jie Bian said calmly, "You did the right thing."
Fan Wuxi is still as happy as he was when he was praised by his elder brother when he was young. The dangerous life all year round has already made him hide his joy. Only in front of this person, he will always reveal his true side.
Not long after, a few little devils walked in carrying a disheveled and haggard man.
"Brother Lan!" Xie Bian ran over, unable to believe for a moment that the person in front of him would be the high-spirited number one son in the world, Lan Chuihan.
There was no obvious trauma on Lan Chuihan's body, at least not a single drop of blood, but he was astonishingly thin, his cheeks were deeply sunken, and his clothes and temple hair were filthy and smelly. His eyes were open, but there was nothing in them. It was cloudy and gloomy, lifeless, as if there was not a glimmer of light through it.
"Brother Lan, what's wrong with you?" Xie Bian didn't even dare to touch Lan Chuihan lightly, for fear that the skin-covered bones would be broken if he exerted a little force. He was terrified, what kind of torture would a person have to suffer to become a walking dead
Fan Wuxi looked at Lan Chuihan thoughtfully.
Jie Bian injected spiritual power into Lan Chuanhan's body, checked his internal organs and spiritual veins one by one, and found that they were very weak, but there was no obvious damage. He asked anxiously, "Brother Lan, do you still know me?" ,Can you hear me?"
"He has been locked in the 'Room of Nightmare'." Fan Wuxi glared at Mo Shangcun, although it was a question, his tone was affirmative.
"It was the Red King who locked him in."
"What is the 'Room of Nightmare'." Xie Bian said anxiously.
"A torture chamber in Infinite Hell allows people to see the most painful memories over and over again." Fan Wuzhen's eyes darkened endlessly, "That was the torture I was most afraid of." He said Being forced to watch his elder brother die in his arms over and over again, if it wasn't for Mo Shangcun's bloodthirsty and love for these cruel tricks, it would be impossible for him to survive a hundred years and still retain his sanity.
"The most painful memory..." Xie Bian's heart ached, and he could guess what he saw from Fan Wuxi's suddenly distorted face, but what did Lan Chuihan see? Lan Chuihan is extremely talented and pampered, if it weren't for the chaos in the world, his life would have been smooth and smooth, so what painful memories would he have? unless…
"What Jiang Qulian asked him to see should be the memories of his previous life." Fan Wushi looked at Lan Chuihan, who was like a living dead, "The chamber of nightmares can destroy people's will. If you stay in it for a long time, you will either go crazy or , it will become like this.”
Xie Bian felt extremely uncomfortable, he looked at Mo Shangcun: "What did you let him see?"
Mo Shangcun spat out the blood rushing to his throat: "No, what did I show him... a nightmare, what he projected was his own... memory..."
"Jiang Qulian kept him locked in there? Did he say anything?"
"You have to ask him..." Mo Shangcun panted intermittently, "Kill... me, kill me..."
Fan Wuxi narrowed his eyes, feeling unwilling, but he was forced to swear on his eldest brother, even if there was only a little bit of taboo, as long as it involved his eldest brother, he couldn't ignore it. Piercing into Mo Shangcun's chest, the spiritual light shone, Mo Shangcun let out a miserable scream, his body was cracked, and the last light flowed out from the gaps, and then shattered into powder.
Under the attack of the soul weapon, Mo Shangshou's soul was scattered, and he was no longer in the world.
Xie Bian wanted to pick up Lan Chuihan, but Fan Wushi picked him up: "Let's go."
After the two of them walked out of the cave, Fan Wuzhen once again sealed the stone gate of the torture chamber with the map of the community. In this way, the outside world will not know what happened here in a short time. When Jiang Qulian returns, it is already unknown when it will be.
They returned the same way in a skeleton cart, and King Qin Guang's confidantes also came out to meet him in time. They successfully took Lan Chuihan out of hell with a piece of official document and Cui Jue's judge's order.
After leaving Hell, Xie Bian originally thought that if Jiang Qulian did not come back, they would try to rescue Cui Jue and others, and their biggest purpose of this trip-the book of life and death had not yet been obtained, so they should have waited for Jiang Qulian to come back, but Lan Chulian Han's situation is not optimistic, such a weak body cannot continue to stay in Nether. On balance, they decided to go back to the world first.
Returning to the human world from the nether world is much more difficult than entering. The most stable way out is naturally to go out from the Yin-Yang Monument, but the Yin-Yang Monument is not something they can get away with by closing their breath and pretending to be dead. The Yin-Yang Monument is a checkpoint connecting the two worlds of humans and ghosts. No one can pretend to be capable, not to mention they have Lan Chuanhan who can't take care of themselves, thinking about it, they can only force their way in, but now they can't startle the snake.
In the end, it was Riyou who helped them again.
Day tour has patrolled the world of humans and ghosts for hundreds of years. Together with night tour, they are Cui Jue's two "eyes" to observe the world. During this period, he discovered many cracks in the barrier. Some of those cracks were naturally formed due to special landforms and magnetic fields, some were caused by great fluctuations in spiritual power and resentment due to the war, which damaged the formation of the barrier, and some were torn open by people or ghosts with ulterior motives. Most of the time, these cracks will cause lonely souls and wild ghosts to roam the world, harming the people, and a small number of human beings will take advantage of this gap to go to Luofeng Mountain to practice in the shadows, because Luofeng Mountain in the Nether Realm gathers an extremely huge spiritual energy, which is beyond the reach of any cave in the world.
The task of the parade is to discover all violations of the laws of the underworld, and report to Cui Jue, and Cui Jue will handle the case impartially. Catch and punish. However, there are some naturally formed gaps, which will still leak after patching several times, and almost no one knows about those places except for parade.
Ri You found such a gap for them, and after a little attack, it split open again.
Xie Bian thanked Ri You again, and made an agreement with him on the next move - settle down Lan Chuihan, find Jin Sui Yuce, and then go back to Hades to defeat Jiang Qulian and rescue Cui Jue and others. This also requires Ri You Conveyed to Cui Jue.
The two brought Lan Chuihan and crawled back to the human world through the crack.
The other end of the barrier was actually at the bottom of the water. Although they all knew water, Lan Chuihan couldn't hold his breath, allowing the lake water to seep into his body.
The two dragged and dragged Lan Chuihan to the surface of the water as quickly as possible. Lan Chuihan had already drank several sips of water and lost consciousness.
On the shore, Xie Bian laid Lan Chuihan flat on the ground, and pressed hard on his chest wall. After dozens of times, Lan Chuihan choked out water suddenly. He kept coughing, and his bony chest heaved so violently that it made him feel uncomfortable. People worry that he will cough up his breastbone.
But under this stimulation, he also seemed to "wake up".
Xie Bian followed his back carefully, and whispered, "Brother Lan, are you better?"
Lan Chuihan slowly turned his neck to look at Jie Bian, his eyes were dazed and dim.
"Do you remember me?" Jie Bian looked at him worriedly, "Do you... remember what?"
Lan Chuanhan fell to the ground weakly, like a fish out of water, breathing limply, as if breathing was the only thing he could do.
"I'm afraid he hasn't had a drop of water these days." Xie Bian said in a deep voice, "Even if a person who cultivates immortals can make a bigu, he still can't bear to fight against the nightmare while living in a bigu. If he is an ordinary person, he would have starved to death. .”
"Jiang Qulian tortured him like this, it seems that he really has a deep hatred." Fan Wuxi said.
Xie Bian sighed: "I don't know where we are now, let's find a place to stay first."—
The location of this crack is actually in the west, closer to the outside of the pass. The customs here are slightly different from those in the Central Plains. Although the two of them entered the city after dark, they looked like outsiders in their clothes, which inevitably caused arousal. some attention.
They found the nearest inn to live in. Lan Chuanhan's situation is extremely bad, he should settle down first, keep his lifeline, recuperate the foundation, and then return to the Central Plains, go to Chunyang School to cultivate.
Xie Bian fed Lan Chuihan a top-notch elixir, and the two injected spiritual power into his body at the same time, repairing his internal organs and extraordinary meridians.
After a full five hours, Lan Chuihan's breathing became smoother, and his face became a little rosy, but he still looked half-dream and half-awake.
Xie Bi'an ordered the shop waiter to cook a bowl of porridge, tore the meat into thin strips and sprinkled it in, and then fed him mouthful by mouthful.
But Lan Chuihan seemed to have lost the ability to eat, even the elixir was smashed into pieces and forced into it, so he couldn't feed this bowl of porridge anyway.
Seeing Xie Bian's tireless look, Fan Wushi got bored himself first, and stuck a puppet charm on Lan Chuihan's back, ordering him to open his mouth to eat.
Xie Bian just wanted to object, but seeing that Lan Chuihan really started eating, he had no choice but to act accordingly.
After Lan Chuihan settled down, the two of them were exhausted physically and mentally. The three days of sneaking into the underworld were extremely tense and alert, and they didn't even have time to close their eyes, let alone eat or drink. Fan Wuxi set up an enchantment in Lan Chuihan's guest room, and coaxed and dragged Xie Bian to the next room.
"Brother, you also need to eat and sleep."
Xie Bian sat at the table with his forehead supported, with a sad face on his face: "I know, please let me be quiet first."
"... Is elder brother tired, or doesn't want to face me?"
Xie Bian raised his eyes to look at Fan Wushi, and said wearily, "If I say, I have them all."
"If you're tired, you can rest. If you don't want to face me, I'm not in a hurry. The days ahead will be long, and you can't keep running away."
"Okay, you go out."
"You sleep on yours, I'll sleep on the floor." Fan Wushi took out the bedding familiarly, and put it on the ground.
"..."
After Fan Wuxi lay down, he stared at Xie Bian again, urging him to go to rest quickly with his eyes.
Xie Bian had no choice but to lay down on the bed with his clothes on, but his heart was in a mess, how could he close his eyes safely: "Brother Lan, will he get better again? Where should we start to find Xu Zhinan, and the book of life and death? Has Qulian returned to Hades?"
"Brother, these problems cannot be answered overnight. You are too tired. Close your eyes and have a good sleep. After waking up, no matter what it is, we will face and solve it together."
Fan Wuxi's words are inexplicably reassuring. Jie Bian stared blankly at the curtain for a while, then closed his eyes. He knew that everything that happened in the Infernal Hell had his own help. This experience changed something, but it couldn't be completely changed, so that after escaping from birth, he didn't know how to face Fan Wuxi.
Some things, there will be no answer when you wake up, and there may not be an answer when you travel through life and death. The answer always requires him to keep looking for it.