"What's the difference between being dead and not being dead?" Zuo Ye was not at all curious about his life and death. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. For him, mourning is greater than death, and since he has reached the ghost world, he simply treats himself as a ghost and a wild ghost.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead, we adults are looking for you!" The one who kept shouting in his ears was the skeleton ghost boss who claimed to be going to eat him when Zuo Ye first came to the Bone Frontier.

Zuo Ye listens but does not hear, immersed in his own world. The skeleton ghost boss jumped up and down for a long time, and when he saw that he was indifferent, he couldn't help but be discouraged, so he had to recruit two younger brothers.

"Carry him in, and your lord will see him."

Under the dark and heavy clouds, there is a world of white bones that has been built for tens of thousands of generations. Here, dry bones are mountains, dry bones are mountains, paved into dry riverbeds, and sleeping places where countless skeletons and ghosts are buried. Nearby, a majestic mountain that reaches into the sky, towering into the sky, stacked with immeasurable giant skeletons, is the pilgrimage place of all skeletons and ghosts in the Bone Frontier - White Bone Thousand Skull Mountain.

Zuo Ye was put on a stretcher made of dry bones by two small skeleton ghosts, and was carried into the hinterland of the White Bone Thousand Skull Mountain with a wobble ride. Although the Thousand Skulls Mountain is regarded as a sacred place, it looks more like a 'nest' made of dry bones, and this perception is more direct when entering the mountain.

The long and narrow tunnel is nine curved and overlapping. Although there is no fork in the road, if it is an outsider who breaks in, he will definitely be trapped in this psychedelic tunnel and cannot get out. Even the dry bones stacked into a mountain will suddenly 'come to life', and then be pieced together into a skeleton ghost. The deeper it goes, the whole tunnel seems to come alive, the mountain walls that make up the tunnel sway, and the skeleton ghost's hollow eyes swaying with ghostly fire, dispelling a trace of darkness, but making the tunnel seem more and more eerie. The screams of the skeletons are constantly ringing in your ears, either terrible or excited, and you may even burst out of nowhere with a bone and grab another one and slap it wildly.

Walking in such tunnels is no different from walking in the belly of a snake.

For this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing, Zuo Ye is not half interested, he is now a person with a dead heart. The heart is dead, so why don't you wonder if you're playing Transformers-like tricks.

The skeleton ghost boss, who always doesn't deal with Zuo Ye, glanced at Zuo Ye on the stretcher intentionally or unintentionally along the way, and secretly bowed his head and sighed. This shouldn't be the emotion that a skeleton ghost should have, but for some reason, the skeleton ghosts in the Thousand Skull Mountain Realm have a much higher level of spiritual intelligence than other necromancers in the Ghost Realm.

After walking for more than half an hour, I finally came to the depths of the mountain. The empty and dark space is filled with a mysterious and extraordinary breath, which is the breath that belongs to the dark world, like the embodiment of some kind of avenue, and the deep and ethereal rhyme is the force that created this world, and like the call of the undead Yuanxu, it is not to extradite death, but to sublimate the soul and get liberation.

Zuo Ye was also touched by this qi, and his stiff fingers trembled slightly, and he only trembled for a moment before he returned to calm.

The Skeleton Boss ordered the two little ones of the left night to retreat, and then bowed down respectfully in the netherworld, and prayed sincerely: "O god who bestows us infinite life and protection! Your people will accept your guidance and will regain the supreme glory of our realm in the chaos of the heavens. ”

As it prayed hoarsely, a great gate opened in the dark world, and the huge black gate depicted a mountain, on which was a peach tree that stretched out into the sky, and a golden rooster on the treetop, and a god stood on each side of the door, guarding the entrance to this world.

The giant gate appeared, and the skeleton ghost boss still kept his kneeling posture and moved backwards, came to Zuo Ye's side, and whispered in a rare peaceful tone: "I don't know what you've been through, but I know that if you are alive, you can change everything, and if you die, you really have nothing." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Zuo Ye's reaction and retreated directly.

"It's possible to change everything if you're alive......" Zuo Ye muttered to the ghost boss's words, "But I'm already nothing, do I still care about life and death?" ”

The tears that I thought had been dry for a long time wet my eyes again. The world always thinks that the hero of the world, the savior of the world, should hide all the sorrow and weakness, at least not let others find out. Tears are a manifestation of incompetence and humility, sadness and pain then choose to forget, then lick the wound alone when there is no one. Then reinvigorate the majesty, and then fight the rivers and lakes, Long Aotian generally achieved immortal fame, won the thousands, walked on the top of the heavenly road, and finally achieved the immortal emperor and immortal emperor, overlooking the three thousand worlds of living beings, once he attained the Tao and eventually became an immortal.

But that's just the product of someone else's **. Even if Zuo Ye's mind is like an abyss, and he is only a seven-year-old child, he has just lost his painful ** loved one, just because he has a different perception setting from the world, he must even be deprived of the right to cry, maybe in the eyes of the world, the tough guy who does not shed tears is the perfect protagonist of the supreme immortal path, but that is no longer a person.

Let the tears blur the eyes and soak the clothes, and the silent sobbing can't help but be on the face and in the heart. The dark gate of the swallowing and gloom floats and stands, like a silent man with excellent patience, allowing Zuo Ye to ignore himself and relieve the sadness in his heart. It didn't disappear, as if it was certain that Zuo Ye would finally hold back his grief and enter the door.

Time passed silently, no one cared about anything, and just as the mountainside became more and more gloomy and dark, a thin figure stepped into the door.

There is no exaggerated spatial teleportation, it is to walk from the outside of the door into the door. Different from the eerie horror outside the door, the world inside the door is quiet and peaceful, although there is nothing in front of you, but you can feel a comfortable and quiet feeling of gurgling streams and fragrant grass in the left night.

"What's your name?"

The void is endless, but it seems to be a thin cloud, and with a question, the clouds disperse at both ends, revealing the true face in front of them. It was a giant scythe in hand, surrounded by imprisoned chains and broken strips of cloth robes, and the tall and geometric colossus of skeletons was a million zhang larger than the entire mountain of bones and thousands of skeletons, perhaps the limit of Zuo Ye's cognition, but it was not the true form of the skeleton colossus. In front of it, Zuo Ye was just a fine dust mayfly, and it was still observed with a microscope magnified ten million times.

It's just that this colossus is already a visual impact just by looking at it, but its questions are like whispering in the ears, like a spring breeze, and even the sorrow in my heart is inexplicably alleviated.

"I'm called Left Night"

"It was you who contracted the White Bone Thousand Skull Mountain."

"I didn't want to insert willows, I was just going to contract a psychic ghost."

"Oh, interesting little one, can you tell me more about it?"

Zuo Ye simply sat cross-legged on the ground, talking to the skeleton colossus opposite, he had no sense of disobedience. The two seem to be old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, and maybe he needs a listener at this moment to relieve the sorrow and grief in his heart.

From the Witch God Bone Shrine to the Psychic Ghost Realm Bone Territory, to the Fishing Circle and the Final Contract Pattern, except for the secrets involved, Zuo Ye has said everything in detail.

"Hehe, when the opportunity is like this, your aura is too strange to attract my attention, and speaking of which, there is also my cause and effect here." At that time, Zuo Yeneng succeeded in the contract, and it seemed that it was a combination of factors, but in fact, there were nine achievements that invited the heavens, not to mention that he directly found the Thousand Skulls Mountain, the legendary holy place where the ghost world was born. In fact, if it weren't for Zuo Ye's amplifying qi machine that woke up the adults sleeping in the Thousand Skulls Mountain, the center of the mountain would not have been filled by the excessive energy it extracted. And taking advantage of this gap, Zuo Ye's secret pattern contract happened to be attached to the center of the earth along the leyline, and the psychic ritual was successful.

"Okay, lucky boy, after listening to your story, how about I also tell you the story of this Thousand Skull Mountain?"

"Listen to me"

"A long time ago, the White Bone Thousand Skull Mountain was not called this name, what was its original name, let me think about it...... Well, by the way, this is the habitat of the ghosts and gods, and the sky is cloudy. ”

"There Are Immortals"