Chapter 125: The Return of the Soul
"Brother!"
"Brother!"
Xue Tong looked at the scene in front of him, and his face turned white in an instant.
In front of him, Xue Wanshi, who was holding his arm, hung his arm down weakly, and his body also fell from the seat and fell to the ground.
When Xue Tong wanted to help Xue Wanshi up, Xue Wanshi's face was already extremely pale, and the muscles and veins all over his body were purple, and the others were also breathless.
"Brother!"
Xue Tong knelt in front of Xue Wanshi heartbreakingly, tears slanted down from his eyes, and soon soaked Xue Wanshi's clothes.
But, no matter how he screamed or shook Xue Wanshi's body, Xue Wanshi couldn't wake up.
"Obviously, obviously I didn't stab the vital point, I just cut my hand!"
Xue Tong sobbed, but soon he seemed to sound something.
"Ordinary people, as long as they are cut by this sword, they will die, and you can kill a person as long as you hurt someone with this sword I gave you. ”
The voice of the man on the grass once again resounded in Xue Tong's mind, but Xue Tong, who recalled this sentence, was motionless as if he was frozen in place.
The tears gradually dried up, and one after another tear stains were hideous on Xue Tong's face, from beginning to end, Xue Tong did not move, almost without blinking his eyes.
"Good, good. Suddenly, a voice came from outside the pharmacy, and this voice was very familiar to Xue Tong.
Hearing this voice, Xue Tong's solidified figure suddenly moved.
"I really didn't see the wrong person, you can rest assured, in the future, you will definitely kill whoever you want. With his hands behind his back, the man walked leisurely into the pharmacy and walked in front of Xue Tong.
"I don't want strength anymore, I want my brother to change back to his original brother, is that okay?" Xue Tong said in a pleading tone as he knelt down towards the man.
"No, it's your own choice, I'm just giving you a chance to choose. The man shook his head, "Now that you've done it, there's no room for undo. ”
"You can only continue again and again, even if this thing is wrong, you have to endure the pain in your heart and go on the path you have chosen. ”
"Because, as soon as you give up, everything you've done before you will disappear, and you'll be nothing. ”
The man crouched down and took off his hat, revealing his face.
It was a face full of scars, narrow eyes, and long hair falling down the hat.
"My name is Mo Yang. ”
"Let's go, I'll take you to the Drunken Sword Pavilion. ”
Xue Tong's expression at this time was already wooden, and he looked at the man named Mo Yang in front of him, and his pupils lost any brilliance.
"My own .... The road ......" Xue Tong looked at Xue Wanshi who fell to the ground, as well as the sword that fell to the ground, and muttered in a low voice.
"Drunken Sword Pavilion, I will teach you the secret art to resurrect your brother. Mo Yang looked at Xue Tong and said with a smile.
Mo Yang stood up, he looked at Xue Tong who was looking at Xue Wanshi at his feet, and showed a hint of meaning: "Everyone has their own destiny, just like you and me, we all have our own destiny, and you are destined to do whatever you want, even if it is something you don't want to do." ”
"Fate will not always be good, but it may be, it will always be bad. ”
"My fate...."Xue Tong looked at his feet with his dull pupils, and at this moment his gaze was no longer on Xue Wanshi's body, but on the sword that fell to the ground.
Xue Tong bent down and reached out to grab the sword.
"Can you give me this sword?" Xue Tong turned his head and looked at Mo Yang and asked coldly.
At this moment, Xue Tong's tone was already extremely cold, and there was no temperature to speak of.
"Absolutely. Mo Yang smiled, and then he also lowered his body and carried Xue Wanshi's corpse.
"Let's go, go to the Drunken Sword Pavilion. Mo Yang said, stepping out of the pharmacy.
"From today onwards, you will be a member of the Drunken Sword Pavilion, and you will kill whoever you want. Mo Yang walked out of the door with a smile, looking at Xue Tong who was holding the sword behind him, his eyes were also full of satisfaction.
"Let the hospital be closed for a while, in the past few days, it will be said that Xue Wanshi has gone home to visit relatives. Mo Yang looked at Xue Tong who was following behind and said.
Xue Tong didn't speak, just closed the door of the medical hall, then took out a pen and paper from his arms, wrote the sentence that Mo Yang had just said on it, and then pasted it on the door of the medical hall.
"Let's go, come with me and take your power. Mo Yang turned his back to the medical hall, and when he stepped forward, there was a whirlpool in front of him, and in the end, his legs also stepped into the whirlpool.
"Secret method, shift. ”
Mo Yang looked at Xue Tong and said again: "Come along." ”
After speaking, Mo Yang's entire body stepped into the whirlpool, and Xue Tong behind him also followed into the whirlpool.
The whirlpool gradually disappeared, and the medical hall became silent.
In this medical hall, on the plaque outside the museum, there are four big characters written "Wanshi Medical Museum".
.........
"You're finally here. ”
After stepping through the whirlpool, Xue Tong followed Mo Yang to a room with only flickering candlelight.
The room looked terrifying under the flickering candlelight, and what was terrifying was that there was no door at all.
Of course, Xue Tong didn't notice that he was just looking at his front blankly, and didn't look around.
"This is, new member?"
Next to the candlelight in this room, there was a man in a black robe, who looked at Moyang Xue Tong and the others who had just arrived, and said.
"Yes, that's right. Mo Yang walked in, only to see that on the table with candle lamps, there was a palm-like depression, and next to the depression, there were extremely complex patterns, with the palm as the center, scattered throughout the table.
"Mo Yang, is this the Drunken Sword Pavilion?" Xue Tong raised his head and looked at Mo Yang and said.
"Boy, do you know who this person in front of you is, who dares to call the adult's name?" said the black-robed man standing next to the table.
"No problem, no problem. Mo Yang waved his hand and gestured to the man.
"That's right, this is the Drunken Sword Pavilion, but now this place is an unknown place under the Drunken Sword Pavilion. Mo Yang looked at Xue Tong and explained.
"Unknown place?" Xue Tong asked with some confusion.
"Yes, because it is not good to do something in the open, so I have to do it in the dark. Mo Yang chuckled.
"You mean, the secret technique that can resurrect people?"
"That's right. Mo Yang looked at Xue Tong, pointed to the handprint on the table and said, "This is that secret technique." ”
"It's called "Soul Returns". ”