In Qingfeng Village, outside the mausoleum. A large number of Yinqimen people gathered here, and they formed small teams of threes and twos, constantly placing some black things in the natural grooves formed by some mountain rocks outside the mausoleum.

"You, pay attention to the position, don't spill!"

"And you, give me attention, these things aren't fun. ”

"Uncle Shi, why are you secretly hiding things again!"

Xiao Wanwan sits in command with a golden sword, and has the momentum of a gangster sister, which has a bit of a taste of pointing out the country.

"My niece is so majestic. Bian Bian, who looked feminine and had an unhealthy face, said without a smile.

"Uncle Shi, this time Zhu Shi will hand over this operation to me with full command, don't you want to disobey orders?"

"Hmph, even if Yuyan is in person, she doesn't dare to be so arrogant to me, Xiao Wan'er, if it weren't for the fact that you haven't grown yet, Uncle Shi will take your red pill immediately. ”

"You-" Wan Wan was furious in her heart, and the Heavenly Demon Double Slash was already in her hand. It's just that she rolled her eyes and said:

"Uncle Shi, if you let Master Zhu know that you are ...... to your daughter"

"Humph!"

Bian Shou snorted coldly and brushed his sleeves away. Wan Wan stared at his back, her fists clenched, and the killing machine flashed away.

......

In the hall, Mo Xiaolou was speechless for a long time after listening to the master of mantra.

Fan Qinghui also frowned, staring at the truth motionlessly, judging the truth of what he said.

Just as Mo Xiaolou was about to ask for some details, the originally calm and waveless sky suddenly became extremely violent, and a huge black vortex appeared out of thin air in the void, approaching from far and near.

"This is the last of the Temple of Sorrows, the Death of the God of War. Mantra spat out a sentence with difficulty.

The eternal sense of death filled everyone's hearts, so much so that even a person with a firm mind like Mo Xiaolou tried his best to deflect the beginning, and the sadness that came out of this whirlpool made everyone feel the same way, and they all burst into tears before they knew it.

"The grief is not over, and the longing is not forgotten. Everyone, remember what I said earlier......"

"Welcome to the Palace of the Wild Goose. "The voice of a god but not a god, a demon but not a demon came from the center of the whirlpool. Under the huge pressure, only Mo Xiaolou could speak:

"You are?"

"You don't know who this seat is, and I don't blame you, and few people have the privilege of listening to me. This seat is the lord of the Wild Goose Palace, the god of Xuantian. ”

"We will weave them in the net. With seven emotions. ”

"Mantra is very good at speculating on secrets. And you, the heart is stronger. ”

Mo Xiaolou looked up at the whirlpool in the sky with difficulty, and at this time there was already a relief, just like a demon-like person wearing strange armor and covering his face, and there was a monster that looked like a dragon and not a dragon sitting under his crotch, flying down from the upper left corner from the nine cracked thick clouds, and rushed straight to a blood-red fireball in the lower right corner, next to each thick cloud, from top to bottom, it said Nine Heavens, Eight Heavens, and even the lowest one Heaven.

This is that the power hierarchy is too high, and his image can only be expressed through reliefs.

"Through the trial, I will bestow the Wild Goose Palace on you. ”

"Trial, ......"

The sound grew quieter and quieter until it was gone.

"Look!" Shi Fei Xuan pointed to the sky, and everyone looked up following her point, and saw that the relief of the god of war had dissipated, but the fireball was retained, turned into an entity, and gradually expanded, not only that, but in the void around them, new fireballs appeared.

As there were more and more fireballs, there was less and less room for everyone to dodge.

A fireball suddenly appeared under the mantra, and Mo Xiaolou flew desperately to rescue him when the fireball appeared, but unfortunately he was one step too late after all, and the mantra turned into ashes in an instant.

The body and spirit were wiped out at the same time, as if there was no trace of this person's existence in the world.

Even the horror didn't have time to breed, and Fan Qinghui also followed in the footsteps of the mantra in the next moment.

The situation faced by Shi Concubine Xuan was the same, but fortunately, Mo Xiaolou, who was closer to him, reached out and pulled her.

But it's still useless, there are more and more fireballs, and the fate of everyone will have no other result.

Touch!

Concubine Xuan was also knocked away by the fireball and turned into ashes......

"The first time I pinned my fate on the enemy, alas, ......" Seeing that there was no longer any possibility of survival, Mo Xiaolou's face became resolute, showing a complicated smile,

"Don't be!" spit out two words, Mo Xiaolou closed his eyes, and silently added another sentence in his heart, "We will definitely survive, I don't want to die on the same day, the same month, and the same year as Fan Qinghui......."

Mo Xiaolou laughed, Qianying, Blade Team, Wan Wan and the blonde and blue-eyed figure that didn't want to remember flashed through his mind.

"Is spiritual death physical death......

The words of the mantra echoed in my mind again.

Previously.

"Master, can you be blunt?"

"Grief is an emotional expression of the death of a person. Therefore, in this temple of mourning, everyone will experience the death of others, and when someone close to them dies, that kind of real, sincere sadness will spontaneously arise and ...... hearts."

"And the mysterious power of the Temple of War will turn this grief into inner demons, and then confront the inner demons that are bred by other people's emotions. The saddder the sorrow, the stronger the power......"

Mo Xiaolou said with a calm face: "In other words, the more I care about Concubine Xuan, the stronger the demon will be after death, and it will really kill Concubine Xuan......"

"Yes, the more you love each other, the more you hurt each other...... Ay. ”

Mo Xiaolou looked at Concubine Xuan in amazement, if he wanted to save her, he couldn't care about her. It's a paradox. If you don't care, why sacrifice yourself to save her?

"What's worse is that the Temple of Sorrow and the Temple of Greed have merged, and it will be difficult to save even yourself. If you want to save yourself, you will inevitably have the idea of greedy life. ”

Greed, greed......

Fan Qinghui had also come out of the emperor's dream he had woven at this time, and sighed: "It's really a Zen machine." To break through grief, one must be greedy. Break the grief to save yourself, break the greed to save others. If it weren't for the truth, I would have seen it in the secret record of Jing Zhai, and I really thought that he was going to use this lie to force the two of us to turn enemies into friends. ”

Master Shingon said, "Judging from the current situation, there is only one person who can survive in the end. ”

"Yes, the one who feels the most sorrow about the death of others. ”

It is impossible for Mo Xiaolou and Fan Qinghui to make waves about each other's deaths, so the grief and grief demons that the two of them have turned into are the weakest, and they are the first to die.

Unless, between them, care about each other. I love you, and I can kill you.

A few people thought about it for a while, and the other three people looked at the truth in unison, no matter how they looked, he was the one who had the best chance of surviving.

It must be true to the saddest people who have died of several people. Moreover, he will not have the idea of being greedy.

The most terrible thing about certain death is this unsolvable situation of waiting for death. This kind of situation is an extremely tragic torment for the only living person.

Only the concubine on the field always looked at Mo Xiaolou firmly with her eyes.

Mo Xiaolou's brain is running wildly, there must be a way, this kind of paradox, I must have encountered it......

If this trial is taken as a given procedure, then ...... The only way to break the game is to look for bugs and crash the program.

Russell's paradox, the card paradox, God omnipotent, the military-gauge paradox...... His brain was running wildly, constantly searching for possibilities......

...... Pregnant!

"Have you heard—"

"The Prisoner's Dilemma. ”