Xicheng Shi was just an outsider after all, and he didn't know what had happened between the White Mist Chrysalis and the White Mist Divine Son.

However, looking at the white mist god who was crying with the white mist chrysalis, Xicheng probably understood that the connection between the two people might be deeper than he thought.

And it seems that after the stimulation just now, the other personality of the White Mist Divine Son has been stimulated again.

Looking at the actions of the White Mist Divine Son, the White Mist Shenxue also covered his mouth tremblingly, his voice trembled slightly, and tears overflowed uncontrollably to the side of his eyes.

In the end, she didn't forgive her sister either.

It's not that the white fog and deep snow are ruthless. It's that she stands in the position of the mother of the White Mist Divine Son, and she really can't forgive the White Mist Pupa, who caused the White Mist Divine Son to die dozens of times and caused the Divine Son's memory to be lost.

"Looks like they're almost done with it."

Nishijo looked away.

He didn't intervene in Bai Wu's private affairs, he just wanted to solve the matter at hand now.

And then there's that-

Xicheng Shi looked down at Bai Wuren, who still had a breath left at his feet, and directly raised his hand to pull it up from the ground.

"Y-What do you want to do?"

White Wuren oozed blood from his mouth, and the round face of the middle-aged man was full of pale after blood loss.

There was some despair in his heart.

As mentioned earlier, his hands and feet have all been broken, and there is no way to escape.

The limbs of the body are painful, and there is no ability to resist because of the lack of strength.

But even so, Bai Wuren still wanted to work hard.

As long as you don't get killed by the West Side here... Then he still has a chance!

After all, the real identity of the other party is a member of the Gojinkai who has been cooperating with the police.

He shouldn't have abused lynching, right?

Hasn't this always been the case in Japan? A death sentence can be delayed for 10 or 20 years... Even if he is finally contained by Japan's Special Countermeasures Division... That's better than dying here!

Thinking like this, Bai Wuren had some confidence in surviving again.

His muddy and round, embarrassed face lifted up, and he stammered and just wanted to speak—

"Don't think about it, there's no way I'm going to hand you over to the police."

Xicheng replied calmly.

That's right. If it were an ordinary member, he wouldn't mind sparing his life and handing it over to the police.

But the white fog kernel is different.

This person is a human spirit.

Maybe he was rescued after handing Bai Wuren into the police car.

So the West Castle style will not hand it over to the police under any circumstances.

Hearing Xicheng's words, Bai Wuren's face became even more ugly.

He couldn't keep his composure any longer, and said in a difficult voice: "Difficult, are you going to kill me?" ”

Xicheng Shi was silent and didn't speak, just stared at him coldly.

"Do you want to abuse lynching?!"

Feeling the cold light flashing in Xichengshi's eyes, Bai Wuren shouted loudly.

He no longer has the vigor and confidence of 'going to kill the Xicheng style' just now.

The voice was also full of desperate madness and hysteria.

"I—I'm the Archmage of the Eternal Sacrifice Society! Figure out who you are! You're just a ward manager of the Masonic Society! I want to see your God's Miko! I have a partnership with Sara Kujou! ”

Bai Wuren convulsed, and the effect of the blood loss made him start to babble gibberish.

He cried and made trouble, one moment saying that he would make Xicheng style look good, and the other time crying bitterly to ask Xicheng style not to kill him.

This completely deranged miserable appearance made Bai Wu Shenxue couldn't help but skim his head: "Xicheng-kun... Otherwise, hand him over to the police... He's gone crazy. ”

"Nope." Xicheng shook his head.

Regardless of whether the other party is really crazy or fakely crazy, he doesn't want to keep the troubles, this is due to Xicheng's character.

If you keep the other party, you will really succeed in revenge for the other party in the end... So what to do? Think about how many innocent passers-by will be killed by the eternal sacrifice? Let him die a good death... It's also a grossly unfair choice for those people.

And... Xicheng style can be regarded as revenge for the original owner.

The eternal sacrifice that made the original owner die... With the death of the villain leader of Bai Wuren... In this way, it is completely doomed.

Xicheng didn't say a word, and directly dragged the crying Bai Wuren outside.

The sound of dragging and the sound of Bai Wuren crying and struggling were mixed in.

is obviously a middle-aged man, but at this time, he cried and cried like a child.

Smack.

The West Side style stopped.

He looked at the maple forest around him, and then at Bai Wuren.

This is the best place to be.

Feeling the Xicheng-style stop, Bai Wuren also seemed to wake up.

He looked at his surroundings and was stunned for a moment.

Then an expression of horror appeared on his face.

"Here's this...?!"

Maple Grove...

This is the favorite place of the ape-like skeletons.

And the screams and struggles I just had... Perhaps a staggering number of ape-like remains have already been attracted.

If it were normal, Bai Wuren would not be afraid of ape-like remains at all.

But now—

He shouted hysterically again.

This time it's completely a curse Xicheng-style words.

"Bastard! Little brute! Do this kind of murderous thing, and you will definitely go to hell! ”

Bai Wuren's mouth was full of spicy curses, but he didn't expect how many innocent people the Eternal Sacrifice would kill.

Xicheng Shi ignored him completely, didn't bother to talk to him, and simply left.

Looking at the disappearing figure of Xicheng, Bai Wuren still felt that it was not too enjoyable, and scolded loudly.

It's a pity that-

In this corner of this shady maple forest... The cold wind howled... Not even the sound could be heard.

And...

Bai Wuren noticed.

There was a rustling sound in the maple grove.

There's something terrible... I am leaning towards myself quickly.

From the left, from the right, from the front, from the back, and even—

From the top of the head!

Bai Wuren subconsciously raised his head.

Under his sight.

Be able to see clearly...

Hidden in the trees... The twisted and venignant face of the skeleton.

The next moment-

Screams, swallows, torn flesh...

At first glance!

......

Listening to the scolding behind him, completely drowned out by the screams, Xicheng Shi turned around and returned to the Tibetan Flower Buddha Hall to begin to count the harvest this time.

Bai Wuren naturally also carried a backpack, and he also carried a lot of things in it.

Among them, perhaps the most attractive thing about the Xicheng style is the White Mist Purifying Fluid Technique that Bai Wuren carries with him.

He opened it and saw it at a glance.

This is simply a variant of Tang Hand.

I had a brief confrontation with Bai Wuren just now, and this Bai Wuwu Clear Heart Flow is indeed a rare physical technique in a sense.

Nishijo intends to have time to practice again and strive for mastery.

After all, there are many skills, and you don't have to press.

Put the White Mist Clear Flow into the backpack, and the White Mist Ren backpack basically has nothing good.

After counting these, Xicheng Shi looked at the White Mist Divine Son.

The White Mist Divine Son had already found a piece of land, dug a large pit, and buried the body of the White Misty Divine Son in it.

She lowered her head, her face full of reverence, and her mouth was still reading a complicated scripture.

It seems that this should be another personality of the White Mist Divine Son.

After all, digging pits, building graves, and exceeding the standard process services, Xicheng didn't think that another somewhat heartless White Mist Shenzi could do it.

Seeing that the emotions of the White Fog Deep Snow and the White Fog Divine Son had calmed down somewhat, Xicheng Shi leaned up and asked:

"How's it going? Can you cheer up? ”

This is a social rhetoric, although I don't want to disturb the mother-daughter reunion between the White Fog Deep Snow and the White Fog Divine Son, but there is still the underground palace of the Buddha Hall to be explored, and I can't waste any more time.

"It's all right, Shiki-kun. My story and my mother have also explained. It's just before exploring the dungeon..."

It seems that the White Mist Divine Son has already told the White Mist Deep Snow about the other personality.

It's good to do this, so as not to have to spend time explaining the Xicheng style.

The White Mist Divine Son and the White Mist Shenxue exchanged glances, and then they took a deep breath, and the two of them didn't feel like the ground was dirty, they knelt down directly, their heads were on the back of their hands, and they spoke without hesitation:

"This time, if there is no Shiki-kun, it will definitely be at an impasse, and we are all very grateful to you. Whatever it is, we'll be here to help. ”

Earthen seat.

This is considered a great gift in Japanese etiquette.

But Xicheng style was not pretentious, he received a salute from the White Mist Divine Son, and after thinking about it, he still pulled up the White Mist Deep Snow.

After all, the other party is an elder, what does it look like to let the other party kneel on the ground.

And compared to that-

"I want to know how long you can stay in this state now, and can you explore the dungeon?"

Nishijo looked at the White Mist Miko who stood up from the ground.

The other party is not the White Mist Divine Son himself now, but the false personality of the White Misty Divine Son, which is just an insignificant impression left in the White Mist Divine Son's mind.

Hearing this, the White Mist Divine Son was stunned, and then a little disheartened.

When Xicheng Shi heard what he said just now, his first reaction was to ask if he could explore the underground palace...

This act... It's too straight a man.

Since he wants to ask, the White Mist Divine Son personally hopes that Xicheng Shi will take away the stand-in spell on his body and tie himself to death with him.

But that's just an idea.

The White Mist Divine Son struggled with this idea for a long time, and finally replied honestly:

"This time, because my mother, Bai Wuren, and Aunt Chrysalis appeared at the same time, it had a big impact on the original me, so the time should be able to last for a long time. At least exploring the dungeon should be no problem. And—"

The White Mist Divine Son took two steps forward, his eyes serious: "I am also the Divine Son of the White Mist Family, and I have the strength of the Seven Imperial Spells." ”

At the same time as the memory in her brain awakens, her abilities can also be used.

"Really?" Xicheng pinched his chin, and then raised his head: "There is one more thing I want to ask you." ”

"Please feel free to speak."

White fog and deep snow help on the side.

She is a person who has already regarded Xicheng style as a quasi-son-in-law, and in the face of her son-in-law, of course she chooses to know everything.

Well?

Xicheng Shi frowned, feeling that the white mist and deep snow seemed to be a little too positive.

But he can be regarded as the benefactor who saved the two of them... This attitude towards the benefactor is not strange.

You can't see yourself as a son-in-law, right?

He teased in his heart, and then said, "I want to know, what is the purpose of the Secret Flower?" ”

"Huh?"

The White Mist Divine Son and the White Mist Deep Snow were all stunned.

They obviously didn't expect Xicheng to ask this question.

"In fact, I only know that the Flower of Secret has the ability to change the human body and make people immortal... But I don't know exactly what it does. In the same way, there are three wheels, and I don't know what these two things do. ”

Xicheng said calmly in a tone.

Yes.

Based only on the sporadic clues on the road and in the classics, it is not clear at all the specific role of the Secret Flower and the Three Wheels.

"I see..."

The White Mist Divine Son did not hesitate.

It stands to reason that the secret flower and the matter of the three rounds cannot be leaked.

But now that the Baiwu family is already like this, it is better to tell Xicheng what he knows.

"The Secret Flower, that's the flower that can make people become immortal and undead monsters, for example, the way I am now, it's because of the Secret Flower."

Immortal youkai...?

Xicheng's eyes flashed.

Indeed, whether the body of the White Mist Divine Son is cut with a knife or an axe, it will eventually condense under the immortal white mist.

In a sense, this is no longer human, it belongs to the category of youkai.

"Actually... The so-called ritual of becoming a son of God is to plant a flower seed of secret flowers into a person's body. ”

"Planting dense flowers in people's bodies?"

Xicheng couldn't help but look at the White Mist Divine Son.

This idea is also too whimsical.

"Hmm." The White Mist Divine Son took a deep breath: "The White Mist Family's set of procedures for electing the Divine Son is actually to make people's flesh and blood adapt to the Secret Flower and become the nutrients that nourish the Secret Flower, and as long as the Secret Flower is successfully implanted, the immortal White Mist will appear." ”

Speaking of this, the White Mist Divine Son said in a low voice:

"The Flower of Secret will not allow the person who is a container to die... Therefore, when I die, I will devour some memories and common sense as nourishment, and at the same time release the immortal white mist to bring me back to life. Because the Flower of Secret needs flesh as nourishment, and without flesh and blood as nourishment, it will die. ”

It's a really weird way to grow.

Secret Flowers... Flesh and blood are needed for nourishment.

Wait a minute!

So what this sentence means is-

Xichengshi's eyes narrowed, and then he raised his head as if he had thought of something:

"Wait a minute, you once told me that the place of the first mound is the burial place of the White Mist Family's gods... Could it be...? ”

“... I didn't expect you to react so quickly..."The White Mist Divine Son was a little dumbfounded.

As she said, it takes flesh and blood to cultivate the Flower of Secrets.

So of course, those former White Mist Divine Sons who have completely lost themselves in the land of the first mound and have become simple pieces of meat that can breathe are not the best containers to nourish the Secret Flower?

It's just that the White Mist Divine Son didn't expect Xicheng's mind to be so meticulous, and he suddenly thought of the place of the first mound.

"Just as Shiki-kun said." The White Mist Divine Son said affirmatively: "The land of the first mound is the land of hidden flowers. The Flower of Secret is there. ”

"......" Xicheng nodded silently.

He probably understood the role of the Secret Flower.

But there is also the most important thing -

"The three wheels of the Misty Abyss."

Xicheng Shi stretched out a finger and asked without hesitation:

"What's that?"

Hear this question.

The White Mist Divine Son was also nervous.

Miwake...

Finally, it comes to this point.