How to describe Ruyuejun's death, even she herself can't say.

"When people see their own death, they feel amazing." She said, "In the well, on the surface of the lake, in the mirror, although people can often see their appearance, but death, it will make you feel strange, and at that moment you will not seem to know yourself." Whether it was hanged or stabbed, no matter how intact the body was, even if it was as if it were asleep...... You'll feel like it's not you lying there. ”

"Uh...... Jun Aoyan's face twisted together, "you think so?" ”

"It's not just me. After becoming the six realms of impermanence, in all the deaths that I have had the privilege of witnessing...... The vast majority of people think so. They will say, 'Ah, is this me after death?' It doesn't look like it's decent, I don't even recognize me, but it looks like it's exactly what I see every day, it's weird. Can you understand the feeling? I've heard a lot, and I've only responded lightly, and of course I know that you're not the only one who says that. Then they will realize that this is so strange, how can a person see his own body when he is already dead? Maybe it's because the soul is floating outside, and people feel as if they are standing next to it, so they feel strange......"

Liu Shenghan's words increased. The longer they got along, the more they talked to each other and said everything. Maybe there is no such thing as introversion and extroversion in this world, it just depends on whether you are facing someone who wants to talk or not.

"So how did you die?" Bai Ya sat cross-legged on the side. He didn't seem to be much interested in the issue itself, but he had mentioned it before, and he continued to speak.

"Hmm...... Why do you think I'm in this place? ”

"Isn't it to break the barrier?" Bai Ya's tone was reasonable, "Otherwise, why did you come with Aoyan's father?" ”

"I did come as a military doctor at that time. That opportunity was also deliberately won by me. Liu Shenghan glanced at Aoyan, "By the way, tell me, did your father tell you anything about me?" ”

Jun Aoyan looked a little embarrassed: "Well, I did say it, but because the evaluation is too ordinary, I don't bother to tell you." Are you sure you want to hear it? It's really not interesting. ”

"I can probably guess." Liu Shenghan smiled slightly, "The general's words will probably say: 'That's a somewhat gloomy-looking woman, if you don't talk to her, even if you live in the same room all day, I won't take care of you.'" But if you talk to her for a few words, you will find that she is not so boring. ’”

"That's really the case." Ao Yan was a little surprised, she didn't expect Sheng Han to guess so accurately, it seems that she does know Jun Chaojiu very well, "He also said that after getting acquainted with you, you will find that you are a knowledgeable person." He also said, 'If she suddenly takes the initiative to talk to you, I'm afraid it won't be a good thing.' ’”

"Poof."

Bai Ya generally won't laugh when he hears a funny joke, unless he can't help it.

Liu Shenghan didn't care, she continued: "That's right...... After all, I'm not interested in healthy people. Either I can see at a glance that you are sick, and I don't even need to check your pulse; Or, I need someone to do me a little favor. ”

"Small favors." Bai Ya emphasized these two words. Liu Shenghan shrugged indifferently.

Jun Aoyan poked him with his elbow and continued, "But my father said that you are really a good person. ”

"Good guys?" She raised an eyebrow, "He said that?" It seems that we are still ...... Not knowing each other well enough. ”

"Do you think you're wicked?"

Bai Ya looked like he had seen a ghost: "Isn't it? ”

"I am a pharmacist, hanging a pot to help the world; I am a painter, and I draw shapes; I'm ...... for the Poisoner"

I'm a poisoner.

The three identities are condensed in one person, not one piece

Contradictory things. On the contrary, in some respects, proper compatibility can lead to an eerie harmony.

The same is true of her death.

Just like a painting, no one can depict such a work in reality. However, the mainstream painters, whether it is landscape or beauty, all pay attention to the word realism. The painting of her death is by no means so real, and no one can restore the second one—like flipping the painter's paint box. No matter how many times you repeat it and how much paint you waste, it's impossible to make such a unique, beautiful and grotesque work.

What does death conjure?

Ugly, dark, fearful, something negative? If this is the case, then Ruyuejun's death must be a completely different embodiment, and even more, it nourishes the vitality of "life".

Her corpse ...... Brilliant and colorful.

But it's just as frightening, and it's even more frightening.

Whose death would be like that? The shock, contradictory impact of the exact opposite is breathtaking. All who had seen her face sighed in amazement, and retreated, swearing that they would never see such a thing again in their lives, and that they would never be like that when they died.

Yes, beauty can also be terrifying.

It is full of colorful flowers.

Her mouth was stuffed with beautiful petals, all alive, and not even two flowers were the same. Each one is not what people have seen and known, but at most it is similar to some of the flowers that they have seen in their lives. The blue one in the eye socket seems to have grown on a vine, the flower is small and the branches are weak; The jacaranda sprawls from the ears seem to grow among the thorns, and its trunk is strong and powerful; The young shoots that emerge from the cracks of the fingernails reveal the yellowish green of the young leaves on the trunk. Even a few flowers with different appearances are green in different shades.

The branches and leaves of the blooming flowers are piled up under the flowers in different forms, covering the top of the flesh. One can only tell from the shape that this peculiar landscape is the silhouette of a human being. As for how to determine that it was a person, and not a simple human form...... Judging by those long, silky hair that can't be corroded.

How can plants grow hair?

She's alive.

People all stopped, stared for a long time, and then ...... The complexion changed suddenly.

The most realistic feeling of a corpse is when someone else comes to clean up this indescribable mess. People tried to lift it up, and the part of it was completely scattered, and the roots that were as fine as the human meridians, bloody, bright and dazzling, but emitted an indescribable stench. It is not a simple smell of corpse**, it is the decomposition and fermentation of plants, brewing a unique and disgusting pungent taste.

Although the two listeners had long since lost their appetites, Liu Shenghan still spoke with great interest, and it was rare to see her so happy.

…… For their own death.

After that, she showed a somewhat regretful expression: "I thought I could really 'turn into spring mud to protect flowers', who knows, now it can be more torturous than the next life." ”

"I heard that the painter, that is, you, was tried to die by poison?" Jun Aoyan said cautiously, for fear that he would say the wrong thing and spoil the rare good mood of the cold voice.

"It's a rumor, indeed." She shrugged nonchalantly, "I died from him." ”

"Who is it?"

"I don't know." She understated, "That's why I'm here to find clues...... Some of those flowers are only blooming here. I've seen quite a few of them. But, that didn't help me much. ”

"Who would dare to kill you?"

Liu Shenghan laughed coldly, his voice as soft as a wind chime in the distance.

"Don't forget, I'm also a ...... Killers, assassins. When I was alive, I had a lot of lives in my hands. Isn't it normal for a murderer to be hated and wanted to be killed? ”

Bai Ya then said: "I thought you didn't care who the murderer was." ”

"I really don't care." "Who killed me, who hired him, it doesn't mean anything to me," she said. The only value is that if he can tell me how he killed me, I will be willing to ask. But after all these years, the man is already dead, and I have to find it on my own. In the hundreds of years I've been in my homeland, I've found nothing. ”

"Maybe it's a southerner. It's the local killers here, hired. Bai Ya guessed.

"Who knows." She still didn't care—she only cared about the killer's methods.

Jun Aoyan asked curiously: "Then have you found anything after you have been here for so many years?" Will...... What does it have to do with those gods? ”

"It's a small discovery, but it's pitiful. As for the gods, it's not like I haven't thought about it. Well, I'm not helping you down this path...... By the way, look for some clues of my own. ”

Bai Ya really wanted to ask her what was by the way, but it was not difficult to imagine that even if she asked, it would be in vain. This woman is quite good at tai chi, and she must not be able to speak well. So, Bai Ya asked him another question that he was concerned about.

"Then why did you become one of the six realms of impermanence?"

"I don't have a choice."

"Don't have a choice?"

"Yes......"

Those strange flowers, with their own aura, weave a unique, more massive and complete vitality. This power captured Ruyuejun's soul, making it impossible for her to leave her festering, dissolving body. said she was dead, but she was still alive; She said she was alive, but she was dead.

Her life was transformed into another form, and she could not be reincarnated. In other words, she became an earthbound spirit who couldn't leave her body for half a step. She could even clearly feel the pain and itch left on her body, and feel the power of the roots of those flowers sprouting under the skin, stretching in the veins, and spreading in the bone marrow. Is it because they are rooted in their rotten bodies, or is it the flesh itself that has been transformed into them...... She is still unknown.

The resentment of the soul that cannot be dissipated will slowly precipitate and accumulate, and even small things that are the tip of a needle will turn into terrible and lingering resentment. This attachment is terrifying, and the resulting resentment is innumerable, and many people have lost their lives as a result. I'm afraid that I've been hanging out there, and sooner or later I'll end up like that...... It's really unseemly to think about.

The Lord of Naluo, the Yama Demon, saw this possibility.

For someone like Tsuki-kun, the lord said that she would either become a very rare ghost who was peaceful and indifferent to everything. It's boring for others, and it's not interesting for yourself, after all, it's the type that even the onmyoji doesn't bother to look at. Either it will turn into a rare and vicious ghost, which will not only hurt people's lives, but also send a curse that will harm them for thousands of years.

Ruyue-kun is probably the latter. Earthbound spirits cannot leave the place where they died, and even if the corpse is removed or turned to dust, the soul cannot be transcended. Nothing to do is boring, and boredom is a terrible weapon that turns people into monsters they don't know.

"You might as well find something to do—I'll untie you." Liu Shenghan said, "That adult said to me like this, I can be regarded as a response. ”

As soon as the words fell, the other two didn't know how to react or reply, when suddenly they heard something else. It's not the movement of bees or birds and beasts, but the footsteps of humans.

Someone's coming...... You have to hide first, and then try to see clearly, figure it out.