Chapter 8: The Dying Land

In fact, there is nothing worth looking at in the empty space, and Xue Hui is also thinking about the way to unlock the remaining three chains along the way, but he has tried almost all the methods that can be used at the moment, and he has to say that he has more than enough to do.

Naturally, Xue Hui's gaze was on the five giant doors that surrounded him.

"Rashomon......" Xue Hui dragged the 'load' on his body and walked slowly to the edge of one of the giant doors, looking up at the hideous ghost face carving on the door.

"Huh? What is that? The sharp-eyed Xue Hui saw that something seemed to be placed in the huge mouth of the strange face.

"Like a scroll?" Xue Hui muttered to himself uncertainly.

Next, Xue Hui spent a lot of time observing all five doors, and easily found that only two of the ghost faces on the doors had open mouths, and the other three ghost faces had their mouths closed, revealing only two pairs of sharp fangs.

Similarly, on top of another open ghost face, there is also a scroll.

"Could it be that the scroll above is a reward?" Xue Hui thought suspiciously, panting and sitting down to rest, the weight-bearing action was too heavy for a child, even with the assistance of Chakra.

Slowly recovering the lost physical strength, Xue Hui looked at the scroll that was ten meters high, and tried to pull the chain on his body, and suddenly felt a little big.

"It's really a good place to practice your physical skills...... Xue Hui couldn't help but complain.

After about a quarter of an hour, Xue Hui felt that he had recovered his feelings, and began his initial attempt, using the skills of climbing the tree, skillfully attaching the chakra to the soles of his feet, and then stepping on the giant gate, as both feet stood up, Xue Hui's whole person walked up step by step parallel to the ground.

With the obstacle of chains, Xuehui's control and output of the soles of the chakra are more than several times that of ordinary tree climbing, and Xuehui gritted his teeth and climbed up little by little.

Fortunately, it may be a little tiring if you climb stairs at a height of more than ten meters, but for ninjas, walking vertically up is undoubtedly much faster, but it costs more chakra. After a while, Xue Hui arrived at the place where the scroll was, the mouth carved by the ghost face. Looking up at the large gate above, Xue Hui was extremely glad that the scroll was in the mouth of the ghost face instead of the top of his head.

Shaking his head, Xue Hui turned his gaze back to the scroll in front of him, the scroll did not have any more prohibitions or seals, Xue Hui successfully unfolded it, and found that it was actually a psychic contract scroll.

Continuing to look down, Xue Hui understood the usefulness of this scroll and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Rashomon Contract Scroll?!"

Not only that, Xue Hui also saw a familiar name on the contract list below, Thousand Hands Pillar.

"So the Rashomon Psychic Contract between the Thousand Hands Pillars was also obtained in this place?"

Xue Hui guessed, but he could only confirm it after seeing him, and now Xue Hui's purpose was to untie his body and try to get out of here, even if the Thousand Hands Pillar was the first person in the ninja world, he couldn't help anything now.

Xue Hui shook his head, carefully examined the scroll, confirmed that there were no traps, and the contract itself did not need any testing to sign, and casually bit his finger and wrote his name under the Thousand Hands Pillar, and put up a seal with one hand and two fingers.

"The contract is complete!" Faintly feeling a wonderful sense of connection, Xue Hui understood that this was a sign of the success of the contract.

But what disappointed him was that even if he signed a contract with Rashomon, the chains on his body still showed no signs of loosening, which couldn't help but make Xue Hui wonder if the contract scroll in front of him was fake.

There were no other useful discoveries here, so Xue Hui climbed down the giant gate and came to another open Rashomon.

With the previous experience, this time Xue Hui seemed to be familiar with the road, and successfully came to the mouth of the ghost face, and in the same way, another scroll was lying quietly in it, and the sharp-eyed Xue Hui found that this time the scroll was idle for longer than the previous Rashomon scroll, and a layer of obvious dust was accumulated on it.

Xue Hui slowly approached, gently wiped the dust off it, and curiously picked up the unknown scroll and spread it out.

To Xue Hui's surprise, there were dense words recorded on it, and Xue Hui was surprised for a moment and looked at the frontispiece.

The Scroll of the Dead

"Dying scrolls? What do you mean? Am I already dead? It's also weird. Xue Hui was slightly startled and a little confused.

With patience, Xue Hui simply sat down cross-legged on the spot, spread the scroll and placed it on his lap, and took advantage of the dim light here to check it little by little.

I don't know how long it took to immerse myself in reading, Xue Hui snapped the scrolls together and sighed:

"I see, this is the realm of dying."

Thanks to the fact that the text recorded in this volume was not the kind of ancient text that Xue Hui did not recognize, Xue Hui went through all the contents and understood many things.

The name of this huge space that makes Xue Hui scratch his head is called the Land of the Dead, at the junction of life and death, although Xue Hui looks empty here, but sometimes some dead souls or living people who touch the switch enter here by chance. As Xue Hui envisioned, the iron chains wrapped around Xue Hui's body belonged to a kind of trial, and the five chains were five kinds of trials, each of which had a corresponding reward.

In addition to these long introductions, what makes Xue Hui happiest is that the second half of the scroll records some related techniques, among which Xue Hui is now the most urgent psychic and anti-psychic techniques.

There was also a strange technique that made Xue Hui care.

The Flower Technique of the Other Side, a technique that can imprison the soul, but it can only be used in the place of dying, as for the reason-

"The Flower Art of the Other Side!" There weren't many prints, and with the use of Xue Hui, the originally dim field was instantly illuminated by red light, and the bare ground was covered with bewitching red flowers.

Feeling the rapid consumption of chakra on his body, Xue Hui hastily appreciated this somewhat amazing scene, then cut off the supply of chakra, and the red sea of flowers disappeared in an instant, and at this time, Xue Hui stood on top of Rashomon and couldn't determine whether it was a real or illusory flower.

"The flower of the other side." Xue Hui read the name of the flower.

"Now let's hurry back to the village, I'm afraid everyone is going to be in a hurry now! As for these chains," Xue Hui tugged at the weight on his body, "Let's talk about it then!" When I'm stronger, I'll have a chance to ask the Thousand Hands Pillars! ”

Xue Hui simply didn't go any further, so he stood in the mouth of the ghost face, took out the 'culprit' death mask that sent him here, put it on, and sealed his hands.

"Reverse Psychics!"

"Poof!" After the smoke passed, Xue Hui's figure disappeared here.