Buddha Remains (5)

The earth shook suddenly.

Yi Xiao's expression moved, and she looked at the mute girl intently.

Shui Yue had just finished receiving the piece of paper and put it into her arms, and after feeling the tremor of the earthquake, she made a gesture with a solemn expression to silence His Royal Highness, and then took out the new paper and wrote: "The eternal night is coming!"

Eternal Night?

His Royal Highness narrowed his eyes, and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "The eternal night you talked about...... What will happen?"

"When the eternal night comes, the monsters outside the town will emerge from the River Styx in search of prey. ”

Then she stood up, cautiously approached His Royal Highness, stretched out a hand, lightly touched Yi Xiao's sleeve, and then pulled slightly.

She pointed to the top of her head and motioned for Yi Xiao to follow her.

The hut was not large, and the second floor leading to the stairs was narrower, but fortunately there was a crack in the wood, through which the outside could be seen.

High in the sky, a big moon was lifted high, blooming countless bright lights, shining down in all directions, shining on the earth, a piece of silver white.

After the night was torn apart by the moonlight, several behemoths broke free from the thick fog and walked slowly, and with each step, the earth trembled violently.

Like a war drum on an ancient battlefield, Yi Xiao could even feel his heart tremble with the sound of footsteps and the ground.

His pupils shrank violently.

A huge black shadow swept in front of him, leaping high in an instant, covering the big moon, and with a shrill roar, countless white millimeters swayed slightly.

It is a white ape that is as large as a mountain.

Yi Xiao lost his mind and looked at this big demon who was on the same level as the four holy beasts in the Ten Thousand Demon Spectrum of the Great Xia Chess Palace.

The ancient demon fought against the white ape.

This white ape was full of rage, with white hair blowing wantonly in the wind, and every pore burst out with the breath of fighting.

It spread its arms left and right under the big moon, and there was a muffled sound of percussion on its mountain-like chest, and then it roared suddenly, and the roar was like thunder, and after it landed, its arms hit the ground, and the earth trembled!

It is not an exaggeration to say that the evil spirit spans 3,000 miles.

"Great Ape King ......" His Royal Highness swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, looking at this big demon that had long been annihilated in the ancient century scrolls, such a big demon, if it was not in the Six Realms of Buddha remains, but really appeared in the world, except for those extraordinary people who had reached the realm of the grandmaster, who could stop a step?

When Yi Xiao lost his mind, a second voice sounded in the sky.

Extremely familiar!

From the other side of the River Styx, it was like a rising sun, and the crimson light covered the sky.

When crossing the bridge, Yi Xiao was too close to the phantom to see its true face.

Now he saw it clearly.

The crimson flames above the River Styx rose to the top of the firmament, alongside the Great Moon.

It's like a burning day!

The crimson fire suddenly exploded, Yi Xiao subconsciously covered his eyes, and looked at it again after stinging-

It was a holy spirit burning red flames all over its body, wrapped in blazing fire, and it was impossible to see the exact appearance, but then a pair of vermilion finch's wings spread out from the great sun, as if it had broken free from its restraints, and then moved slightly.

Wings!

The sky is falling apart!

The tyrannical air currents started from the end of the River Styx, roaring all the way, and the sunset town thousands of miles away instantly puffed up a blazing wind, and the dilapidated plaque at the head of the town was instantly ignited and weathered, dragged heavily on the ground and hung upside down to create a ravine, and then turned into countless streamers and annihilated in sight.

In addition to the Void Fire Vermilion Bird in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, what kind of demon can there be, which can resist fire and spread its wings, which leads to such a terrifying vision?

Yi Xiao no longer looked at the wooden crack, leaning against the wooden house, his back was already soaked with cold sweat, and he subconsciously calmed down his mood.

His Royal Highness swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and scolded the purple shirt eighteen times in his heart.

Don't leave Sunset Town in the middle of the night?

Isn't this nonsense?!

There are actually ancient demons of this level in the Styx River in the Six Realms Buddha Remains, and there are not one or two!

In the eternal night, these great demons broke free from the River Styx and reigned on the earth again, and if they didn't come to this sunset town, they would already be thankful, even if they killed themselves, they didn't dare to run outside the town!

He looked at it again with some trepidation, and before his eyes could close the wooden crack, there was a deafening sound of a mighty dragon chant in his ears!

A real dragon?

His Royal Highness was really confused.

If these big demons run into it, a fight, not to mention Sunset Town, it is this Buddha remains, I am afraid that after being affected, it will be difficult to survive.

The sound of the tremor gradually decreased.

Yi Xiao narrowed her eyes, and through the cracks in the wood, she saw that the terrifying white ape had gradually left her sight.

And the terrifying fiery red Suzaku figure also seemed to be leaving in a certain direction.

His Royal Highness was thoughtful.

These two big demons don't seem to have collided.

They...... Including the real dragon that then roared, it seemed that they were all leaving in a certain direction.

"That's what it is...... Eternal Night?"

Yi Xiao muttered, "These big demons are all extremely bloodthirsty existences, but they didn't fight when they met each other, but left in a certain direction together...... Is it because they're in a hurry, or are they making some kind of agreement?"

His Royal Highness narrowed his eyes, "Xuan Shangyu specially explained the rules, if I step out of this town in the eternal night, it will be the end of the game, why is this?"

His mind turned, and then the sleeve of his shirt was gently pulled, and His Royal Highness turned around and saw Shui Yue holding a blank piece of paper.

"The eternal night will soon pass. ”

Fang Cai's extremely terrifying vision, Shui Yue, who was lying on the wooden crack with Yi Xiao and peeping at her, naturally saw it, her face was a little pale, obviously for her who had seen the eternal night many times, such a terrifying picture still had a strong impact on her.

The mute girl forcibly squeezed out a smile on her face, as if to comfort Yi Xiao, she also specially drew a simple smile: "Soon, it will be over soon." ”

Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she lowered her head and wrote hard, and then held up the note again with a smile on her face.

"Don't worry, as long as we don't go out, they won't come. ”

Yi Xiao smiled dumbly, and then suddenly thought of someone, an abnormal look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and said, "Someone has gone out before?"

The mute woman was slightly stunned.

She subconsciously dodged her eyes for a second, then lowered her head and replied on the paper, "There is a person." ”

Then she looked up and gritted her teeth slightly.

"He's dead. ”

Yi Xiao subconsciously asked, "What's his name, what does he look like, and when did he go out?"

Shui Yue shook her head, stretched out a small white hand, pulled Yi Xiao's sleeve, and tapped lightly on her head.

"Have you forgotten......" Yi Xiao sighed and said, "Didn't you try to remember?"

She wrote on the paper with a calm face: "I tried to remember it, but I can't remember it." ”

She pulled Yi Xiao to the first floor of the wooden house.

The walls are full of yellowed drawing paper, layer upon layer.

She stood on tiptoe, her eyes serious, and gently uncovered a layer of drawing paper.

On top of the drawing paper is another, older piece of paper.

The ink on the paper was a blur, clearly present, but forcibly distorted.

Shui Yue carefully uncovered the layer of drawing paper, took out the paper hidden behind the drawing paper, sighed slightly, and pressed the upper layer of painting paper against the wall with her small hands to restore it to its original appearance.

She lowered her eyebrows, didn't dare to look at Yi Xiao, and held the old paper in both hands.

Yi Xiao looked at the yellow paper with the ink blurred and muttered, "This is what you wrote down before." ”

Shui Yue nodded, squeezing out a mmm-huh voice in her throat, and she wrote carefully: "I wrote it down, but after he left this town, all the memories, all the traces, were gone. It's like...... It's like ......"

Then she paused slightly, and wrote with a sad face: "It's as if someone has siphoned my memory away. ”

Yi Xiao took the yellowed ancient paper and checked it carefully, and sure enough, it was a piece of ink, and nothing could be obtained.

"There's a guy who left town......" Yi Xiao muttered, "Could it be him?"

The chess player sitting on the other side of the bridge.

The hand in Yi Xiao's sleeve clutched the same thing.

A piece of dry bone.

......

......

"Before going to the bridge, if you can calm down and solve this chess game, it means that you are indeed my destined person. ”

The black robe swayed, and the dry bones sat on his cheeks, but a smile seemed to appear on his fleshless cheeks.

The black and white characters were separated one by one by the little highness, and then dissected.

The word "Wei" was very cleverly altered, then flipped and distorted.

Game changes.

Raised that "sub".

Yi Xiao's face was complicated, staring at the chess piece between his fingers, and the soul fluctuations hidden in the chess pieces of this black-robed chess master came through the chess pieces.

"You're going to be involved in that game soon......" the black-robed man chuckled, "It's really a boring game." ”

"Because there is no victory and no defeat, only death and survival. ”

"Living day after day replaces death, and then replaces people's fear of death, so what's the point of living?"

"It's a pity that I almost succeeded in this boring game. He smiled and said, "But if you finally get this chess piece, it means that I still failed and am destined to die here." ”

"But you know what? A person who doesn't want to die won't die forever......" The black-robed man's laughter stopped abruptly, and his voice gradually became low: "Because he will live in other people's minds." As long as there is a man who has not forgotten him, he is alive, he is immortal, he is eternal life!"

"I think I'm already a dead man. ”

"But because of you, I have another chance to live. ”

The voice of the chess master surnamed Wei muttered, "So, remember my name." ”

"Wei Haoran. ”

Wei Haoran.

Wei Haoran.

Yi Xiao whispered silently twice, like a thunderbolt in his mind, he raised his head incredibly and stared at the black robe.

The dry bones under the black robe have long been unable to distinguish what they looked like before birth.

But this name made Yi Xiao never forget it no matter what!

Under the red moon in Luoyang.

In front of the Marquis of Wanjin's mansion, the man with the crown set up four monuments.

Write down four names!

Qin Xiutu, Zhong Tiandao, Wei Haoran, Su Hongyue.

Wei Haoran's name is on that stele!

What the white-robed old fox said in his mouth, those partners who were just unknown people in their lifetime, Wei Haoran, is one of them!

No one knew that this man, who was not famous in his life, was almost about to escape from the six Buddha remains, only one step away, and finally sat down in front of the River Styx, leaving this chess piece behind when he died.

"The last phalanx of my right hand. Wei Haoran's last voice was as flat as water, and said: "Take it, it will come in handy when it is critical." ”

Yi Xiao took a deep breath, looked solemn, saluted the dry bones shrouded in the black robe, and then slowly broke open the skeleton of the right hand of the black robe's dry bones, and gently folded off the little finger bone.

There is no doubt that the purple-shirted Great Master is stunt will not allow such a means to appear in the Buddha's remains.

And this man, before he died, still maintained a posture of supporting his cheeks with his hands.

Even at the last moments of his life, he didn't stop thinking.

And even if the face under the black robe is still annihilated by the years, it still makes a silent mockery of the world in front of him.

Wise man, so it is.