So Duan He wanted to rest here for a while, not much, as long as the sky was bright, he would go in.

So Duan He looked around again, found a good place to sit down, and admired the beauty of the broken eyes.

He touched his chest pocket, and there were two fire folds in it, which were also given to him by Chu Xiao. For Chu Xiao, this is all his blessings to Duan He.

The stupa is an ancient structure that will collapse, but it is not surprising. It has been maintained here for many years, firstly, it is the preservation of everyone, and secondly, there are very few people who go up here except for the last time when the tower was swept.

As a result, during that time, the pagoda was greatly disturbed in an instant. I don't know how many people went up before and after, and I also smashed a few places. The staircase of this stupa is already dented, and in such a situation, it can only be said that it will collapse.

Duan He looked at the pagoda with a faint sadness in his heart. If you don't have these things, if you don't become the fuse of everyone. Perhaps, this stupa will still be there. After all, if you don't have yourself, you won't give everyone such a good reason, and you won't be so arrogant when you come.

He thought of Wang Duan, Wang Duan should be dead, and the current Guoyang Sect didn't know what was going on. He thought of Tai Shi Ruizhan who had fought with him, if Tai Shi Rui occupied and fought with him with all his might, he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to become Tai Shi Ruizhan's opponent.

He thought of the old monk again, and the blood of the two was blended, like an unpleasant summary of all the stories.

All this made Duan He a little helpless. He doesn't like to drink, and at this time, he wants to drink some too.

When a person is doing something, he should not drink alcohol, even if he is not drunk with a thousand glasses, getting drunk will interfere with his nerves. Once the sensitivity of the nerves is paralyzed, the person becomes a walking corpse.

Fortunately, Duan He had no money on him, so he didn't have anything to buy wine. It was cold outside, and Duan He sat here, closing his eyes and recuperating.

Soon, it was dark.

It seemed like a momentary thing, and there was no sunset that was very beautiful. One second the sky is white, the next second it is already dark. Duan He melted into the darkness and carefully recuperated his spirit.

At such a time, people's nerves will become sensitive, especially for people like Duan He who have cultivated to the extreme. So in an instant, he felt the difference around him.

The sound of the wind, the sound of leaves being blown by the wind, the footsteps of people.

There are people here.

Duan He's eyes were still closed, but he had already settled his mind. He threw his perception further, and once there was wind and grass around him, he could stand up in an instant to protect himself.

The footsteps were getting louder and louder, and they sounded very messy. It seems that there is more than one person, who is in Duan He's position.

The sound of these footsteps was obviously retouched, and Duan He sounded it, only feeling that the footsteps were stepped on very carefully. If you were an ordinary person, you would never hear this kind of voice.

The footsteps became more and more dense, and Duan He became more and more afraid to open his eyes. You can feel it all now, because you can't see it. Once he saw the look in his eyes, it would interfere with Duan He's judgment.

Carefully, carefully, the sound became less and less, and in the end, Duan He could only hear a footstep.

The footsteps were soft at first, and gradually became heavier and heavier. It sounded like that person was getting closer and closer to him, and even in the midst of the wind, Duan He heard the person's gasp.

At this time, Duan He opened his eyes suddenly. Sure enough, there was a person standing in front of him.

It is better to say that it is a human being. That person was very close to Duan He, but in the darkness, Duan He could hardly see that person's face.

So Duan He retreated violently, regardless of whether this person is a person or not, and whether this person is hostile to him or not, this is the most important thing to do.

After taking a few big steps back, Duan He stood still, and then looked at the man carefully.

He pulled out the fire from his chest, the wind was strong, the fire was weak, and it could be extinguished at any moment.

In this very faint firelight, Duan He saw that person.

It really wasn't a person, his clothes were in tatters, his eyes were blank, and he looked like a corpse.

His eyes were open, but he looked as if they were closed, and under his indistinguishable eyes, there was a body of flesh that was difficult to distinguish.

There was no festering, just some indescribable discomfort, as if seeing a person who had been dead for a long time.

But it couldn't have been a corpse, because the witness was gradually coming towards him. Step by step, it's not slow – it's not fast.

Seeing this scene, Duan He's heart collapsed. He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, as if he had fallen from hell into a deeper calamity in an instant.

The person in front of him, he knew, was the person he was looking for.

Although his eyes had changed, although his clothes were in tatters, and although he didn't say a word, he looked a lot thicker, but Duan He could still recognize him at a glance.

This is Mu Yichen.

Before coming here, Duan He had already thought of Mu Yichen's possible appearance. Maybe Mu Yichen is a corpse, or maybe Mu Yichen has become a crazy beast. Perhaps, Mu Yichen is not here at all, everything is his own crankiness.

But now that the facts are here, Mu Yichen is here in front of him, Duan He's heart is unbearable to bear this pain. It's as if something that has been long-awaited has turned out to be a terrible nightmare.

"Mu Yichen, is that you?"

Duan He asked in a low voice.

It's been a long time since he's spoken so softly, and he can still make such a weak voice, or maybe it's because of Mu Yichen's current appearance.

There was no reply, Mu Yichen didn't look angry, there was a difference between a living person and a dead person. It's like a place where people live and no one lives, even if the person who lives there doesn't clean up the house, you can feel a breath when you go in.

This is the breath of life, and people judge each other's life and death by relying on this mutual feeling. Now, Duan He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him who was slowly walking towards him was alive or dead.

He looked more like a ** control, like someone was controlling him with a line behind him. Now he is a toy puppet, being moved little by little, and walking towards Duan He little by little.

Duan He made a good stance, Mu Yichen was like this, he was not sure that Mu Yichen would not attack him directly after pounced.

Mu Yichen was getting closer and closer, and Duan He's mood was getting more and more complicated. If Mu Yichen really attacked him, would he fight back, or would he not fight back?

All this, without much time to think. Mu Yichen was getting closer and closer to Duan He, and he was getting more and more crazy.

That's the taste of being alive.

(End of chapter)

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