The stone towers under the five pavilions have all disappeared, only the trestle bridge connects the pavilions, hanging on the cliff, when is it, the stone towers disappeared silently, such a big change, a few of us actually didn't notice it at all.

I crouched on the edge and looked at the bottom of the cliff, the bottomless darkness was like a whirlpool, almost trying to suck people in, and a white shadow flashed below, like a human figure in a DV machine, but only for a moment, it disappeared again.

Suddenly I shuddered and broke out in a cold sweat.

I'm an atheist, how can there be ghosts in this world, but if it's not ghosts, then what would a white shadow be?

"What's wrong? What do you see? ”

Xiao Xiao saw that my reaction was suddenly a little abnormal, and helped Wu Qianqian to look down, but there was nothing, under the green glow, there was only darkness.

The eagle on top has always given me a bad feeling, as if I was oppressed and breathless, and that kind of look, like treating us all as prey, makes people shudder.

"Nothing, keep up, there's something weird about this place."

Finally, he glanced at the direction of the bottom of the cliff, carried Wu Qianqian on his back again, walked briskly in front, unexpectedly, nothing happened, and smoothly came to the pavilion in the middle, which was also the center of the cliff, wrapped tightly in green satin.

In the hallucination, it was the eagle that stepped on the top of the pavilion, and the dark green silk satin shattered by itself, and I was a little anxious to prove whether there was really a blooming ice lotus inside, and put Wu Qianqian down. Let Xiao Xiao hold on, and he went over to cut the silk cloth.

There was some indescribable nervousness in my heart, and there was no danger along the way, which meant that there should be no problem, only the ice lotus remained, especially the thing that glowed with golden light.

The silk cloth turned into a broken strip of cloth and fell towards the bottom of the cliff, like a small soul falling from the cliff, soft and small. It was as if the next moment it would be scorched clean by the green flames that came out from below.

As I wished. The ice crystal lotus flower was arranged in the middle of the pavilion, and it was already half blooming, the size of three footballs, emitting a soft white light. Sweep away the coldness here. It's like peeking into heaven from hell.

No one asked. They just watched it quietly.

The petals unfold gently, and all that is done now is to wait. That's the only thing that can be done.

In the process of waiting, Wu Qianqian and Hu Ming woke up one after another, not to mention Hu Ming, but Wu Qianqian's expression when she looked at the lotus flower, she seemed to be a little excited, and there was joy in her eyes that could not be concealed, and she almost cried with joy.

"Ghost ...... Nether Lotus ......" she muttered to herself, reverently clasping her hands to her chest and kneeling in front of the lotus flower, like a devout believer.

Nether Lotus? Where did she hear that name?

"You know about this flower?"

I didn't have time to ask her why she suddenly attacked me and Hu Ming before, right now, this flower is the most important, I only saw it from afar in the illusion, how did she know?

"It's an ancient witchcraft that is rumored to be irrigated with human blood to grow, so it's forbidden." When Wu Qianqian spoke, the expression of ecstasy in her eyes did not decrease at all, and I even wondered if she was crazy.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Just when I was still thinking about the witchcraft she said, Xiao Xiao came over and pulled Wu Qianqian over, but when he looked at the flower, he was obviously a little jealous.

Sucking human blood? In other words, it's about the same as a vampire?

This flower is so big and in its heyday, you don't have to think about it to know how many people have been sacrificed in order to feed this flower.

"What's the use of this flower?"

Wu Qianqian broke free from Xiao Xiao and sneered: "Coming back from the dead can bring the dead back to life, no matter how many." ”

Dead?

Xiao Xiao quarreled with her again, Hu Ming and Baili just stared at me, and I suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation, and the matter was far from being as simple as I thought.

First is the unicorn pendant, which makes people immortalize in a strange circular attitude, and then the witchcraft that can resurrect the dead, why in the end, since there is already such a thing as a unicorn pendant, it means that he has obtained eternal life, why does Yang Yun want to raise a nether flower, isn't it superfluous?

In the interval between our thoughts, the petals have all been unfolded, and the golden light fills the entire space in an instant, like the golden light of the Buddha's presence, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

"Yang Yun, you must stop the king."

"This is your life, even if you are hated and misunderstood by the world, you can't cower."

"Big brother, I just knew, it turns out that you are the most painful person, in the past, I misunderstood you, before dying, I only hope that you can really have no heart and no love, don't feel guilty. You'll always be my big brother......"

"If you let it go now, it's all over. Some people are born destined to carry hatred and suffering. Lord Yang, compared to those of us who are about to die, I understand that you are the saddest person. ”

…………

Countless voices were mixed in my ears for a moment, just like every time my memory was confused in the past, but this time, it seemed different, and what I heard were words that made me feel at ease but faintly sad.

"Let's do it!"

Everyone's voices were connected, and the last three words made me tremble, tears welled up in my eyes, and the feeling was like the most important part of my life being forcibly cut off.

"Ahhh I fell to my knees suddenly, and endless sorrow welled up in my heart in an instant. The sound of fighting, screaming, burning...... The smiling faces gradually enlarged in the orange-red tongue of fire, disappeared and reappeared, and the cycle repeated...... When I raised my hands, they were covered in blood.

"Yang Lingyi!"

"Little white face!"

"Ahh I couldn't say a word except screaming, it was like I had lost the function of words, that desperate state of mind, that state of grief......

It was I, those people, all of them, it was I who killed them, and not one of them remained, and they were all buried in the fire. I killed those who believed in me, only for a goal that I didn't know if there was an end in sight, and I killed them with my own hands......

However, there was no resentment, no one resented me, it was I who trapped myself in a cage, guilt, sorrow, pain......

I'd rather they hate me, why don't they hate me, why don't they fight back, why do they look at me with such a smile when they know they are going to die?!

"It's easy to die, it's hard to live. Yang Yun, I don't hate you, and no one will hate you. We all know that you are in hell all the time compared to the pain of the moment of death. Would really like to stay with you if I could......"

The knife rose and fell, and the bright red blood stained the whole world.

I saw that the man in green clothes, wearing a ghost mask, covered in blood, standing surrounded by flames, the moment he took off the mask, his numb face was also full of tears...... (To be continued.) )