Bshijie

This is a wild forest.

Yang Yunqiu followed behind the 'senior brother' in front of him, bowing his head and not saying a word.

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival three years ago, every month on the night of the full moon, he has to travel through time and space from the earth to Yanguo, incarnate as a servant of the Immortal Master's Ark, and be locked in a dark secret room for endless labor, he has learned what silence is.

It's been a month and it's getting harder and harder.

For three years, he counted the hours every day, looking forward to the full moon, because on the day of the full moon, he would be able to go home and return to his grandmother.

But they are afraid of the next full moon.

Fear that the day will come when you will return to this dark forest again.

The corridor is narrow, and everyone can only line up in a long line, even so, it is inevitable to rub against each other, but fortunately, everyone is used to it, so that no one complains.

A few words vaguely floated in front of them, as if they planned to go together to eavesdrop on the country song sung by Miss Nong after this errand was over.

Yang Yunqiu closed her eyes and counted the footsteps.

Today there are eighteen fewer people, and it seems that more people are disappearing each time.

It seems that the other brothers and sisters didn't notice this at all.

The friend who slept on his feet the first day, calling himself a brother, disappeared without a trace the next day, but no one cared.

Yang Yunqiu didn't dare to care.

At this time, it was late at night, and the 'senior brother' in front of him in a robe carried a lantern, which made the surrounding environment more and more eerie and terrifying, and soon arrived at the ground, Yang Yunqiu walked out of the corridor with the large army, did not dare to look up at the magnificent huge building, and entered the sixteenth gate with a light driver, and walked into a small room.

He sat down peacefully, took the snow-white paper out of the bamboo tube, spread it on the metal table, and began to draw intricate and mysterious figures that emerged in mid-air.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The smooth lines poured out from the tip of the pen like a knife edge, not like the stumbling of those in the next room, Yang Yunqiu painted very seriously, engrossed, and condensed every bit of spirit on the tip of the pen.

He has developed a habit since he was a child, he is serious in everything he does, and he gives it his all, because this is the code of conduct that his grandmother told him.

Finally, after a picture was finished, Yang Yunqiu breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"How are Guo'er and Xiaolongnu? Do they have zaijian noodles? ”

At the moment when he stopped writing, a child-like voice suddenly sounded in his ears, if someone else heard this in such an environment, he was afraid to jump up in fright, but he hooked the corner of his lips and smiled: "Don't worry, wait until the next time I read it, and then tell you about it." ”

The child snorted twice in dissatisfaction and muttered, "Next time you will take me with you." ”

However, at this time, he didn't entangle anymore: "That little fat man who always bullied you let the 'skeleton' be arrested today, the 'skeleton' is good or bad, I don't want Yang Yunqiu to be arrested as well." ”

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Who would have imagined that the rare cultivators on the Dongyuan Continent who were not one in ten thousand were just consumables here.

Yang Yunqiu has been elected to the inner hall for three years, and when he came here, he only learned one thing, that is, he picked up the spirit pen and drew the formation diagrams, as for the true meaning of those formation diagrams, it is not something that these people can know.

The magic circle can only communicate with heaven and earth, and as a monk who is the darling of the heavens, can it be seen and drawn, Yang Yunqiu has to draw two formations on average every day, and he has been painting for three years now, but the formations that appear in mid-air every day are still dense, as if they are endless.

In this strange building, there are more than 300 beginner monks like Yang Yunqiu working numbly.

Yang Yunqiu's grades are probably above average, not noticeable, and will not be cleaned up as useless garbage, last month's results were the top ten monks, and there are broken jars, fed up with this never-ending life, and those who refuse to work have disappeared.

He felt that he was about to lose his hand.

In fact, except for Yang Yunqiu, it is really difficult for others to survive in this place for three years, after all, others are not like him, he can return to his familiar shijie to stay for a month at the fifteenth day of every month, and he will not return until the next full moon.

As long as he can return to his relatives, the hardships in front of him will only be regarded as work, only as tribulations, and will not despair.

Besides, he still has 'dolls'.

In the eyes of that skeleton immortal master's ark, the massive buildings in this wild forest are the relics of ancient powers, but in fact, this is the interstellar frontier base of the future monks thousands of years later.

This base traveled through time and space for unknown reasons, and came to thousands of years ago, and the people inside had long since died, leaving only a supercomputer intelligent life.

In the first year and three months of Yang Yunqiu's arrival, this strange life came to the door by itself.

He named it a doll.

According to the doll, it seems that among the so many people who come and go in this base, only Yang Yunqiu meets the requirements, and the doll can contact it.

As for what the requirements are, the doll said a lot, and the calculated values will be briefly said for half an hour, anyway, to his ears, what kind of mind, chance, and other gods chatter, quite illusory things.

Yang Yunqiu didn't understand, so he simply didn't care, anyway, there was such a cute little thing as a doll, and he could teach him some knowledge that the ark would never teach, or even understand, was already a great luck.

Thousands of years later, in the future, the path of cultivation has expanded to the extreme of the world, and monks have begun to explore other possibilities, and many cultivators have invented many products similar to high-tech, so that ordinary people can also enjoy things that only monks could enjoy in the past.

Yang Yunqiu thought, the future of this shijie, to have the shadow of his own original shijie, listening to the doll say that the knowledge at that time, it is also understood as soon as he hears it, if it is replaced by someone else, I am afraid that the words spoken by this new life that he is still ignorant will no one understand, and no one will believe it, maybe he will regard it as a pure instrument spirit - although even if Yang Yunqiu says it, there is some truth in thinking so.

It's so alive that it's not a kind of spirit life.

"By the way, Yang Yunqiu, let me tell you something...... 'skeleton' is about to die."

Yang Yunqiu was suddenly startled, and the spirit pen in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Before he could ask, he heard the doll crackle and say, "He thinks he is really immortal and immortal?" has already taken the wrong path, so far he has not repented, he has made mistakes again and again, and his sins are so thick that even you, a beginner little monk, can see at a glance, if he doesn't die, who will die? ”

"I predict that by the end of next month at most, or even if it doesn't arrive, his life fire will be extinguished, and then the contract will disappear, and the base will return to a dormant state, let's run?"

Yang Yunqiu's tense spirit was loosened in vain.

He only now found out that he would one day also hope for people to die, since he was a child, his grandmother taught him benevolence, taught him to walk on the right path, grandma is a compassionate person who sweeps the floor and fears the life of ants and ants, and cherishes the moth yarn lamp, and does good deeds and accumulates virtue all his life, even if he goes through hardships, his heart does not change.

He may not be able to do what his grandmother did, but he is also dedicated to goodness, and this is the first time he has heard that someone else is dying, and his heart is relaxed.

"The Ark is the way to kill itself." After silently reading it twice, Yang Yunqiu gritted her teeth, "Doll, let's ...... before that Get your core chip. ”

In fact, after Yang Yunqiu knew the existence of the doll, he thought about escaping, but firstly, he was not alone in this shijie, he had a mother and a sister, and secondly, he heard the doll say that when the ark found the base, he accidentally touched the contract, and was semi-recognized by the base, if he did not die, the doll as an intelligent computer could not escape if he wanted to.

Fortunately, the ark itself does not meet the conditions and cannot really recognize the owner, otherwise if he dies, the base will be automatically closed, and the doll will only be trapped inside forever.

"Attention, here it is." The sound of the doll breaking suddenly sounded.

Yang Yunqiu was stunned, trembling all over, rubbed and shrank under the metal console, and reached out to press the pitch-black button about the size of a fly.

The console immediately separated into a metal plate and stood on the ground, with intricate and ornate inscriptions glowing with a faint dark light.

At this time, a thick black smoke suddenly seeped into the door, and it dissipated by itself when it touched the metal plate, leaving only a foul smell, which made Yang Yunqiu stiff and sweaty on his forehead.

Yang Yunqiu pricked up his ears until the footsteps faded away, and breathed a sigh of relief.

The other monks didn't seem to be able to see the black mist, just like the first year he came, Yang Yunqiu was furious at the thought of being washed by the stenching black mist every day in the first year.

For three whole years, I was scared every day.

Yang Yunqiu sighed, his body trembled slightly, his expression was distorted, with a hint of forbearance, I don't know how many monks there are today, turned into dust.

Fang Zhou didn't know what evil method he was cultivating, and the sins on his body were so heavy that he could smell the stench from afar.

Those sins are not something that can be done by asking people to draw a formation map for him, and even if he just kills some people, I am afraid that there will be none.

Yang Yunqiu is very afraid of death, he doesn't know if after he dies in this shijie, can Yang Yunqiu of another shijie live alone, in case he also dies, what will grandma do? The worst thing is not to die, but to become a vegetative person, and then grandma has no way to live.

Therefore, no matter what, you can't continue to stay in this human purgatory.

The mind is very messy, and many fragments are stirring in the mind.

He knew that he was just a country boy on earth, and he had a grandmother who loved him like a jewel, but the memory of his current body was still more and more recognizable.

Yang Yunqiu, a blacksmith stepson in the border town of Dayan Kingdom, Changsu Town, his stepfather died three years ago, leaving only his widowed mother and sister-in-law.

In order to make a living, he carried his mother and sister behind his back and secretly sold himself to the Great Immortal Master Ark as a servant, and was taken away in a daze.

As a result, as soon as he entered the wild forest, he actually awakened into a monk, so he was fortunate to change from those defective products that were consumed almost every three days to a durable consumable monk.

In this Dongyuan Continent, not everyone can become a monk through practice, there are very, very few qualified people, and those who are born to awaken are even more unique among monks, if they can't awaken before the age of twenty, then they will have no opportunity to practice in their lives, and the original Yang Yunqiu may not have this qualification.

But...... Since he arrived, things have been completely different.

Speaking of which, once awakened, fate is different, at least much higher than the starting point of thousands of ordinary people, although he doesn't like this kind of 'adventure', but he has liliang, at least after returning to the earth, he can protect his grandmother, can make her old man's hair a few grayer, and make her body a little better.

But only if you live.

On earth, he is also an orphan, grandma worked hard to raise him, this year her old man is nearly sixty years old, soon to the point of old age and frailty, alone, if he can't go back alive, it is simply to take grandma's life, grandma has worked hard to raise him for fifteen years, he has not repaid her kindness, if you let the white-haired person send the black-haired person, it is simply a greater tragedy than the son wants to raise and does not wait.

How could she bear it?

He can't guarantee that he will be able to return to Earth smoothly after the death of this shijie, so he must live, desperately live, and escape!

More than half a month is a long time, but it is only a moment.

Yang Yunqiu shuttled through the forest quickly, I don't know how long he ran, he sat down on the ground panting, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and raised his head suddenly, and the magnificent buildings not far away seemed to have disappeared.

The ark suddenly erupted, and he wanted to kill everyone, he didn't have time to think about it, so he ran according to the doll's command, and the doll asked him to run wherever he went, and the doll said which button to press, which button he would press, and which formation he would let him in, and he flew in, and the doll asked him to cut his arm, and he did so!

When he arrived at Zuihou, he only remembered that he had drilled through tunnels, jumped over windows, dived and climbed walls and trees, and he didn't know how long he had run, and his whole body was stiff as wood, and he finally saw the light of day.

Human potential is really huge, and under the threat of death, people can do many things that they would not normally think of.

There were stars in the sky, and the whole forest was dark and silent.

This is a wild forest, this is the retreat of the Immortal Master's Ark, even if it is earth-shattering, it will not affect the outside.

It was so quiet that there wasn't even the sound of birdsong.

For some reason, Yang Yunqiu was depressed, he looked around, but there was no one: "Are they all trapped in the base?" ”

The doll was silent for a long time: "I didn't expect that villain to kill everyone before he died, and he didn't want to think about it, even if he could really rely on depriving others of their lives to achieve immortality, would the way of heaven really tolerate him?" Even I knew it wasn't possible. ”

Yang Yunqiu suddenly felt nauseous, he took a deep breath, and reluctantly suppressed this desire, remembering that three years ago, he saw the steward for the first time split the head of a monk with a knife, and when his brain was splashed, he vomited dimly, and he didn't eat a grain of rice for three days, but then he slowly became numb to the habit.

I didn't expect that one day, he would have this disgusting feeling again before he saw the corpse.

However, in any case, he is already free, and those who have not tasted the loss of freedom will never know how precious freedom is.