Text Prologue Shadow Bamboo Forest Chapter 1 Wasteland
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Boundless gray desert, no clouds and sun, and the atmosphere of slaughter is spreading.
As far as the eye can see, only a few sand dunes and dead trees adorn this barren land, and every time the quicksand on the ground surges, it is accompanied by gusts of ghostly winds.
In this world, which is a place of extreme ferocity for any spirit, the figure of a young man in black stands out as a standout.
The wind passed, the sand moved, and a few bright red and hideous characters faintly appeared on the surface.
"The Netherworld"
"When people die, they come to the underworld, and for the souls of the dead, this is their underworld, well, it's nonsense. The young man shook his head and whispered.
The traces of time on the stele were obvious, but they were shrouded in a thin and treacherous black mist, and the young man reached out slightly, but it was like being bitten by the mouthparts of a poisonous substance. A lonely and desolate mood penetrates my heart from my fingertips like a flood.
"What a hell of a place, how did you come here this time, and what's going on with this sad feeling!"
After a long time, the young man came to his senses slightly, rubbed his chest and head, straightened up and let out a breath of turbidity. Then he whispered to himself, "If you come, you will be safe." The more places like this, the more likely there are to have untold stories, and in other words, there is only one vacancy left in the map of heaven and land drawn with Xiaohuzi......
The boy no longer hesitated, and walked towards the deepest part of the desert.
Along the way, the boy gradually discovered the existence of other spirits, which were ghosts that were extremely similar to humans, they had human-like outlines, but their facial features and body shape were pitch black from any direction.
This spirit was called by the boy "Walking Shadow", that is, a walking shadow. "Xingying" doesn't seem to be aggressive, even if the boy rubs shoulders with him, he doesn't seem to be blind, and his only preference is to find a plant in the desert.
It was an extremely colorful mushroom-like plant, and it was the only color in this monotonous and empty world. Whenever the "Walking Shadows" find this plant, they will use their "hands" to pick it directly and put it in front of them.
Immediately, the umbrella mushrooms gradually turn into wisps of colorful qi and merge into the body of the "walking shadow", which is how they eat.
Despite their lack of facial features, the teenager can still feel the pleasure and excitement of eating the mushrooms.
The boy also tried to pick this plant, but he ran into a lot of trouble because of curiosity, and he saw a second spirit in addition to the "Walking Shadow".
This spirit was born from the umbrella mushroom, which was a face made of mist, the size of which was no different from that of ordinary people, but the hideous and strange expression was something that ordinary people could not have. They were called "devils" by the boys. The "Adversary" has a strong desire to attack any spirit around him, and even if it is of the same kind, he will bite each other.
Only one demon will be born in an umbrella mushroom, and the color of the demon is also different, and the more treacherous and rare its color, the more aggressive it will be.
It was an attack on the divine soul, the power was above the intermediate spirit weapon, and the young man who had been bitten by the "demon head" once again judged it like this.
As the boy gradually went deeper into the desert, the number of "demons" he saw along the way also changed from dots to hair, and even a group of "demons" gathered somewhere in the sky, so that a colorful cloud-like scene was formed.
Their desire to attack the boy and the "Walking Shadows" is even stronger, and the "Adversary" boy is defined as "evil", so he chooses to protect the "Walking Shadows". As far as the eye can see, it is cleared by the young man's hands, but this kind of life seems to be endless and difficult to break.
There are no years in the netherworld, and there are several spring and autumn dreams of big dreams. In the darkness, there seems to be a Yellow Spring butterfly that only leads the way, guiding the young man in this desert.
Time flies, quicksand surges. The black robe on the young man's body was long gone, and his bare arms were only covered with a layer of black soft armor with a faint glow, and there was no clothing below the knees. Whether it was "Xingying" or "Demon Head", he was already bored with all the teenagers here, but the palpitations coming from a certain direction in the depths of the desert became clearer and clearer in the young man's heart.
This place is already a very deep desert, and the spirits I saw before are long gone, the difference is that gray snowflakes begin to float in the air, scattered and flying, but the strange feeling brought by this gray snow is far different from ordinary white snow.
And one day, the boy saw a familiar scene again, not far ahead, a petite figure was crouching down and rummaging in the gray sand.
Dressed in a purple dress, a faint fragrance blowing in the wind told the boy that this was a "human" existence like him!
Seeing the girl gently pick up an umbrella mushroom from under the sand layer and look at it carefully, the young man was suddenly startled and said urgently, "Danger!"
However, the girl did not seem to be disturbed by the boy's shouts, but only stared intently at what was in her hand.
A faint wisp of crystal purple mist diffused from the girl's slender jade fingers, as the mist became more and more hazy, gradually, the umbrella mushroom could no longer see the outline, and when the girl raised her hands, a crystal clear purple butterfly also flew up, crossing a smart arc in the air.
The aura rippling on the butterfly's body is so pure and flawless, but it seems out of place in this world.
That beauty did not linger too much, and the transparent wings flapped a few times and then disappeared into the distance.
The girl stood up and walked unhurriedly towards the young man, who was stunned by surprise.
"Let me help you. The ethereal and crisp voice brought the boy back to his senses, and only then did he realize that the clothes on his body had been completely new. And the boy also became dustless, energetic, and seemed to be full of vitality.
The girl is about the age of a golden hairpin, with double flat buns, green silk flying, eyebrows like a crescent moon, and skin like condensation. On the tulle of hiding, a pair of eyes with a compelling aura stared at the young man. After a moment, the young man moved his eyes and whispered, "Thank you." Holding a piece of scattered snowflakes in his hand, he spoke again, "Can snow be gray... Here, what the hell is it, and you... Who is it?"
"The Extreme Desire Wasteland of the Netherworld, and this is the heartland of the Wasteland. I'm just a being hated here. As for your first question, I don't know... It's hard to see any other colors here. The girl's flat tone seemed to contain inscrutable feelings.
"By the way, the plant I saw it before, but it gave birth to another kind of evil creature. γ
"There is no such thing as good in this world, and the opposite evil is only the assumption of outsiders. The only thing that exists here is just instinct. γ
The wind is quiet, and the half-pay is speechless.
In the gray world, two figures sitting side by side, one thin and the other petite.
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"What's the instinct here?" the boy stretched out his curled palm, and a hazy but not bright snowflake lay quietly in the palm of his hand.
"Shadow and the Demon of the Heart, that is, the Shadow and the Demon in your mouth. They are only the lowest spirit species here, and they are also the primordial form of all life before it evolved. The girl said flatly, then stretched out a finger and pointed to one place from afar, glanced at the young man listening quietly beside her, and continued to speak, "In the deepest part of this wasteland, there is an existence that makes them both fearful and yearning, and they cannot get close to it without evolving into advanced lifeforms. γ
"The more central the region, the more difficult it is for them to survive, if the low-level spirits cross the boundary, they will instantly dissipate and become invisible, and the high-level beings are not willing to easily come to the outer regions in order to distinguish themselves as superior beings. γ
"The force of nature, the survival of the fittestβ" the boy muttered. "What's there?" the boy asked, looking in the direction of the girl's finger.
"The King who rules over all things here. γ
"The snow that falls in this place is both nature and the will of the king. The king bestowed his unique spiritual power in the snow, punishing all beings who were not of enough rank but crossed the boundary. The snow that drifts at the very core is called Wang Xue, which has nothing to do with nature. γ
Suddenly, there was a "rustling" sound at the young man's feet, and an umbrella mushroom suddenly appeared, and a wisp of faint green light and mist gradually dispersed from it and gradually condensed.
"Heart Demon!" The young man was slightly startled, and casually condensed a golden flame and wanted to throw it at it, but the grimace that had not yet gathered into a face turned into countless crystal powder and dissipated into dust and snow. And the pale golden flames on the young man's fingertips shook a little at a loss, and after a few moments, there was no trace.
"The evil thing you speak of is but a pitiful and lowly life. The girl sighed softly. "They can't decide the circumstances in which they are born, and sometimes, they can't even escape..."
"So you used your spiritual power to help them live..."
Hearing this, the girl nodded slightly noncommittally.
"Although what you just said sounds a little cold-blooded, thank you for telling me this. To be honest, I don't know why I ended up in this place for no apparent reason, but like you said, something was calling to me, and it felt like I had forgotten something there. The boy stood up, stretched his limbs, and said, "What I like most is all kinds of legends and treasures, so let me meet the king here." γ
The boy was about to wave goodbye, but the girl's voice suddenly sounded.
"You're going to die. γ
The voice was tepid, but it still sounded a little cold-blooded.