At this time, He Zhixu sat on the ground and raised his eyes to look at me, and said in a somewhat difficult voice: "You feed him a little of your blood." As soon as I heard this, I immediately stepped forward, and without thinking about it, I bit my finger and put it to Gu Xi's mouth, and when I squeezed it to no bleeding, I wanted to bite my finger again, but I was stopped by He Zhixu next to me: "It's okay, there shouldn't be too much blood." ”

I raised my eyes suspiciously, and listened to him say again: "Using your raw blood is just to let him replenish the yuan to support that breath, and if you are too slow, you will lose, I believe that I don't need to explain it to you." With that, he ignored me, and got up and walked towards the corner from before. But as soon as he left, Gu Xi, who was lying on the ground, also moved, and seemed to get up to follow.

I regretted that I didn't insist just now, so I didn't think about hugging Gu Xi at this time, and I didn't want the accident like that just now to happen again. But the stop was indeed successful, but when He Zhixu left more than a meter away, Gu Xitu's whole body stiffened, and his eyelids seemed to be about to close, so anxious that I shouted loudly: "Eh, look at what's wrong with him?" ”

He Zhixu looked back and said indifferently: "His body is bound by me with forbidden arts, the range is within one square meter, within this distance, the power of forbidden arts can make him act like an ordinary person, beyond this range, he will become a living dead." You'd better let him come over, he won't feel any hurt or pain at this time. ”

My hand suddenly loosened, and I watched Gu Xi get up from the ground, and even saw him stumbling slightly, but I still walked slowly towards He Zhixu. At that moment, my heart was cramping and my eyes were sour.

Gu Xi is now like He Zhixu's puppet, without consciousness or sanity, he can only rely on the power of the forbidden art to retain his breath. forcibly forced back the tears that were about to take away his eyes, but he still couldn't hold back the moment he raised his eyes, because the figure was soft and fell at He Zhixu's feet.

He Zhixu looked at the person in front of him indifferently, without the slightest intention of helping.

I watched with tears in my eyes as the black figure slowly got up from the ground again, shook it twice, finally stood firm, and then stood straight and still. I turned my back and tried my best to wipe my tears, but I couldn't wipe them away, because there are many kinds of pain in this world.

There is one that is called distress.

When my mood was relatively calm, I turned around again and saw He Zhixu holding a white silver needle about the same length as Lin Feng in his hand and looking at it. Seeing that I looked over, he turned his eyes to this side and said to me, "Come here." ”

I walked closer as I said, and saw that there was a hole in the corner of the wall where he shot Lin Feng before, if this silver needle didn't come plainly, it should have been taken out of it.

He Zhixu turned his head to look at me and asked, "Have you heard Lin Feng's story?" ”

I was silent for a moment and nodded truthfully. He glanced at Gu Xi beside him and asked, "Did he tell you?" This time I didn't make a sound, so I took it as a tacit acquiescence, and he didn't need me to answer again, so he smiled lightly: "Then he shouldn't have finished telling the story, do you know the name of this vajra?" Why did you have an induction with Lin Feng just now? ”

I shook my head and waited for him to announce the answer.

"He should have mentioned to you that Lin Feng's name was given to him by the swordsmith's wife, as a way to mourn his deceased husband. It happened after Lin Feng came out, and the widow attracted a jackal in the room, and when the wicked man wanted to do that thing again for the second time, he was crucified to death by Lin Feng. The widow secretly buried the body and lay down on the sick, and when the warlock passed by again, she entrusted Lin Feng to Lin Feng, and the warlock felt ominous halfway through, and immediately returned to the blacksmith shop but it was too late, and the widow dragged the sick body into the furnace. A long, glittering silver needle was stuck in the furnace and the warlock named it Burial. ”

Soul Burial ...... Just hearing the name makes me feel strange in my heart. You don't need to analyze the mental journey of this poor woman to guess that she must be resentful when she dies, hating the injustice of the world, and hating her husband's obsession.

"So this burial soul was also refined into a magic weapon by that warlock, right?" I asked.

He Zhixu said: "It can be regarded as a non-being." The widow's resentment was too heavy, and the silver needle condensed from her soul was even heavier than Lin Feng's evil qi, including her room and the furnace, but anyone who approached it would be violated by this resentment to death. The warlock had no choice but to use the technique of moving mountains to move the original blacksmith shop and furnace to a certain mountain, using the burial of souls as an eye, and Lin Feng stationed on the periphery to prevent the resentment from spreading. ”

I was amazed and asked, "Isn't the mountain you're talking about?" ”

He Zhixu nodded and said: "Thousands of years later, Liu Changyuan occupied the mountain as the king, and the capable people around him found Lin Feng for him and used the resentment spread out of the burial soul to set up a killing array, and later the resentment of this killing array was introduced into the magic mirror by the warlock and sealed to this day. ”

"So the gas that came out after the previous seven round holes were pierced is actually resentment? But why didn't it do us any real harm? What's the deal with the ground crack in the middle? ”

"The resentment itself will be diluted by the air, not to mention that most of the resentment that has been overdosed for thousands of years has been sealed in the Yellow Spring. The ground is cracked because the resentment induces the awakening of the burial soul, and if its resentment cannot be restrained, then the entire mountain will become its burial object. ”

Hearing this, I roughly understood why he had just moved: "You sent Lin Feng in to let them recognize each other, so as to settle the resentment of the soul burial?" He Zhixu nodded and replied in a shallow voice: "If you don't care about it, how can you go back?" ”

I saw that he inserted the gold and silver needles into the orifice at the same time, and this time there was no more sound and no collision.

Sometimes I can't sigh if I don't sigh at the magic, before I met them, I would never think that those things that seem to be dead things are actually souls, just like the jade whistle I wear around my neck, like these two needles.

Lin Feng and his wife were separated for the purpose of forging a sword during their lifetime, and they were reunited in this way after a thousand years after their deaths. Could it be that the warlock was wrong from the beginning, the resentment and hatred of the soul burial were all caused by Lin Feng, why not let them be together as soon as possible?

During the meditation, he didn't pay attention to He Zhixu's movements, but he saw that a whirlpool gate had appeared in front of him. There was a suction force pulling my body from the door, and I wanted to go into the whirlpool first when I dropped a sentence of "let's get out".

I immediately shouted, "Wait a minute, will the three of us go out?" "I've seen Lao Sun before, it should be Qin Zhou and they have all come in, now just the three of us go out, will they stay in this vortex space?

He Zhixu looked back at me for a moment and then asked, "Did you come out of the whirlpool with everyone three years ago?" ”

I was stunned, and instantly understood what he meant.

When I was in Yunnan, whether it was in or out, there were only Gu Xi and me, and we were in the same underwater suffocation situation. But everyone else has also entered and exited the vortex space, so when the door to the vortex is opened by creating a space with the power of the Divine Tree, there is more than one entrance, no matter how it is the entrance or the exit. But I was still worried...... "What if someone happens to be out of the vicinity and misses the opportunity to leave?" ”

He Zhixu's gentle smile hung on his lips, but the words that came out of his mouth were: "Then you can only blame him for his bad luck, and he often spends the second half of his life with nothingness." After speaking, he didn't give me a chance to speak again, and without hesitation, he took the lead in the whirlpool cave, and Gu Xi and he always kept a distance of less than one meter and followed, I had no choice, so I could only step forward silently, but when I was about to step in, I looked back, and many pictures of this place flashed in my mind: there was a long moat, an empty ancient city, a long bluestone road winding towards the mountain, and a fork in the white stone road...... Finally, under the magic mirror, Gu Xi's chat lay silently on the dazzling figure.

Gritting his teeth, he turned around and entered the door of the whirlpool.

There should be some kind of power in the two spaces, basically after I walked in, I felt a black consciousness in front of me quickly withdraw, and I desperately resisted to make my consciousness clear, but resisting only made the pain worse. My heart was full of fear, afraid that if I woke up from this coma, it would be a mistake. If it was before, I never had to worry about Gu Xi, but now he has become like this, afraid that He Zhixu will take people away.

In the end, I still didn't bear the severe pain and encroached on my mind, and at the moment when my consciousness was lost, I only had deep helplessness and sadness in my heart.

Darkness is not scary because there is no consciousness; The terrible thing is that the moment I woke up, when I saw the barren grass and forest around me but there was no one around, my heart sank to the bottom. I'm really afraid of what's coming, and when I came back, the real space really wasn't in the same place as them, and I don't know where Xu will take Gu Xi, I don't know.

I guess this place is still halfway up the mountain, and I have to find my way down the mountain immediately. It is certain that if He Zhixu does not plan to kill Gu Xi, then Gu Xi must still be useful to him, so he will inevitably take him down the mountain.

As soon as I started to think about it, my body automatically got up from the ground, and I didn't care about judging the terrain, but I was stunned by the drooping eyes, and within my sight was the clothes on my body and the right leg that I raised and took a step, and the military boots on my feet were so dazzling and familiar.

I gasped, but in fact I had only thought about it in my mind but had not done it, and my steps had already begun to move. It wasn't until I walked for a while that I realized that I was actually dreaming again, and this time, it was Gu Xi who was dreaming.

My brain suddenly couldn't figure it out, I would have dreamed of He Zhixu before, it was because he gave me a soul incense, so that a wisp of his soul could blend with me, so that I could dream back to the past. And now that Gu Xi has become like that, how do you know that it is impossible for Xu to use the soul incense to put me into a dream on him, why will I run to Gu Xi's past in my dreams?

When my mind moved, was it because he himself was out of breath, and there was a wisp of his soul in my body that made all this happen? Either way, let's see what's going on in front of you. Between my thoughts, Gu Xi had already walked to the bluestone road, which was the mountain road I had walked, and soon reached the position of the middle of the mountain, and there was a fork in the platinum stone road in front of me, one to the Duhou Mansion, and the other to the mountain.

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