Dark clouds gathered, and the sky and the earth were pitch black.

Like a cauldron on top of the head, the stuffy person is out of breath.

Chongyang looked up at the sky.

"Say, is it going to rain?"

Luo Shang held the sword in his arms, and stared at the ball wrapped in weeds with a heavy face: "I have to wait for the rain." ”

"What will happen to Cui Wei?" Chongyang asked.

Luo Shang lowered his eyes: "Maybe he will die, maybe he will live." ”

Isn't this nonsense!

Chongyang didn't bother to pay attention to him, continued to look at the big round ball, and asked after a while: "It doesn't seem to have gathered ghosts, it should be fine, right?"

Luo Shang closed his eyes heavily and did not answer.

Chongyang pursed his lips, held his small chin and looked at the weeds, and also fell silent.

Both of them sat outside, naturally unable to see the scenery inside, where the gloomy atmosphere was pervasive, and the screams seemed to swallow people.

The room was pitch black and full of fog, like a haze that made it impossible to see.

"Wen Xi!" came a stern voice, like a scream that broke through the fog, and the fog slowly receded.

Cui Wei opened her eyes and was startled by the scene in front of her, right in front of her eyes, only two or three centimeters away, she saw a knife, but not that bright knife, but the kind of black knife like ink, the black mist on it was steaming, there was no blade, but her forehead was aching faintly.

When I looked up, I saw the owner of the knife, a ten-year-old boy.

He is ten years old and much taller than Cui Wei, so it is quite convenient to cut off Cui Wei's head.

And on his wrist, there was a hand that was holding his hand tightly, and that hand was not black, but white like jade.

Cui Wei fixed her eyes and saw that it was the female ghost, she was a little surprised, but she reacted very quickly, one bent down to avoid the blade, and ran to Lu Yang in three steps and two steps, but she didn't take a step under her feet, and the other fell to the ground on her stomach, only to find that her legs and ankles were full of broken hands, she quickly kicked them off, and ran to the side of the machine beast.

"Lu Yang?"

"It's fine. In the mouth of the trap beast, Lu Yang's voice came, a low voice of comfort.

Cui Wei breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the female ghost, and thought that her neck was injured, so she hurriedly touched her neck, but she didn't feel any pain, and she didn't feel any wounds, so she took out a small mirror from the storage bag, stretched her neck and looked at it, but she didn't see any wounds.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that it had just been her hallucination.

"What's going on?"

Lu Yang didn't answer, but looked at the female ghost and said, "Remember?"

The female ghost slowly turned her head, her face was no longer the first fierce, but full of misery: "Who are you, why do you know these things?"

"I don't know. ”

The female ghost looked at the eyes of the trap beast and smiled miserably: "It seems that you and I are the same people." ”

What do you mean?

Cui Wei didn't understand, she was the same as Lu Yang? Which one, although Lu Yang was hated, he was kind and would not kill innocents indiscriminately.

How many people has this female ghost killed, how can she be compared to Lu Yang.

Don't think she'll believe her if she's looking better now.

"Lu Yang, you are about to destroy these ghosts and overtake them all......"

"Is this still the Western Sinking Realm?" asked the female ghost.

The trap beast nodded.

"Naturally. ”

"It's good that the West Sinking Realm has been saved. The female ghost muttered in a low voice, tears flashing in her eyes: "I have not failed him, nor have I failed these sacrifices. ”

"Hmm. ”

Cui Wei was a little puzzled and looked at them in confusion.

"Were you the man of that time? must have been a great power. ”

"I'm not. Lu Yang whispered: "I was born, and hundreds of years have passed since that time. ”

Yes.

The female ghost gasped: "Then it's ...... now"

"It's been more than a thousand years. ”

The female ghost's face, which was already colorless, became more and more pale at this time, like a blank piece of paper, she took two steps back from her chest, and almost fell to the ground.

"It's been so long. ”

"And what about him?" she asked, looking up with anticipation in her eyes.

"I don't know. ”

The female ghost sighed: "Since it was destroyed by the demons, I think it should be that the soul is scattered, what else do I ask, where is he?"

Is it a demon?

Cui Wei thought about it, no, the Dao Demon War has only passed for a hundred years, but this female ghost said that she has been trapped for a thousand years, and she asked if this is the West Shen Realm, and there are things in the illusion realm, that time is the life and death of the West Shen Realm, is it ......

She wasn't talking about the Dao Demon War, but the Demon Invasion thousands of years ago?

Xiaozhu once said that thousands of years ago the demon invasion, the West Shen Realm almost perished, and became the territory of the demon race, it was the spirit world that sent people to seal the demon race, according to the time and dialogue, she must have said the previous demon invasion, could she be the person at that time?

"What's your name?" asked the ghost.

"Lu Yang. ”

"Lu Yang ......," the female ghost murmured his name, "I don't think I've heard of it." ”

Isn't this nonsense, didn't Lu Yanggang say that he was born hundreds of years later than her, Cui Wei looked at the female ghost speechlessly.

"My name is Yun Hong, I am a disciple of the Imperial Wind Sect, the Dao Demon is coming, I am ...... All were destroyed. Her voice was full of sadness that saw through the world, and tears flashed in her eyes: "I...... My baby...... It's gone. ”

"My baby has only been born for ten days, and it has not grown and is gone. Her voice was low, mournful and miserable, and she was crying out for sadness.

"You can't blame anyone else. ”

Yun Hong clutched her chest: "I can't complain about others, I'm the one who started it." ”

As she spoke, a gurgling sound came out of her throat, and she looked up and laughed, laughing like she was about to fall apart.

"Mother?" a little ghost tugged at her clothes, not understanding why she was smiling like that.

Yun Hong touched her little head: "I'm not your mother." ”

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

"Silly boy, I hurt you, what do you call my mother to do, isn't this recognizing a thief as a father?" she said with tears falling down her eyes, full of remorse and pain, and suddenly, she looked up at Lu Yang: "I helped, right?

"Perhaps. ”

She nodded solemnly: "That's good, that's good, it's good to be able to help, it's better than being a waste person who drags his feet." ”

She stumbled to her feet: "You must have a plan for coming here, what do you want to do? Do you want to make my soul scattered, or do you want to ...... No, I don't deserve your excess, people like me should be gone. ”

"I beg you, go beyond these children. ”

Children, you look at me, I look at you, all of them show confused expressions.

"Mother, don't you want us?" the girl tugged at the corner of her clothes and asked, "Didn't you say that transcendence is to make us die? Reincarnation is suffering, and transcendence is also suffering, mother, are you annoying us?"

The girl asked with a sad expression.

Cui Wei frowned.

"Mother is nonsense, reincarnation is not suffering, and excess does not hurt. ”

"Mother, this is nonsense, Ah Mei doesn't even have an arm, can it still not hurt? That monk lied to us, mother, let's not go overboard, we want to accompany mother. ”

"Xiaoyan. Yun Hong squatted down and stroked her head: "Xiao Yan, I'm not your mother, I asked them to overtake you, it's also for your good, you will forget these painful memories in the future, and you don't have to be bound in the Gathering Hall anymore, you will be free." ”

"Mother, I don't want to be free, I just want mother. ”

Yun Hong stood up suddenly, pushed Xiao Yan away, and said sternly: "If you want a mother, you have to leave me, I am not your mother at all!"

When the words fell, her body shook, a cloud of black gas evaporated from her chest, she lowered her eyes in disbelief, and stroked her chest, it was a knife, not a physical knife, but a knife condensed by resentment, a knife she had seen and was very familiar with.

It belongs to the temperature precipitation.

Yun Hong slowly turned her head and met a pair of eyes full of hatred: "Ah Xi?"

"If you're not my mother, just die!" Wen Xi suddenly pulled out the knife, and the black gas steamed and ran out of the wound.

Yun Hong sat on the ground weakly: "Wen Xi?"

Wen Xi lowered his eyes and looked at her, his hair was scattered on the side of his face, and his eyes were full of deep hatred: "I once said that if you leave me, I will kill you!"

Yun Hong's eyes widened suddenly, she glared at Wen Xi, and shook her head: "You remember." ”

Wen Xi smiled miserably, and the corners of his lips twitched: "Of course I remembered it, I haven't forgotten it at all!"

"How do you think I killed those people?" Is it just based on this look?" Wen Xi pointed to his broken head: "What do you think they are, are they really that kind of stupid children who are not scared? They are all monks, they have killed countless people, and they have seen countless dead people, how can they be frightened by me, I just let them also experience the despair before death, and experience the situation before I die, do you know what I was like before I died?"

"Let the heavens be unforgiving, and the earth and the earth shall not be spiritual. He smiled miserably: "It's been a thousand years, so many years, this house has swallowed your memories, swallowed your souls, and even been trapped here for thousands of years, you don't feel bitter!"

He walked back and forth on the ground, pointing his big knife at one person after another: "Aren't you bitter? ”

"People think it's this house that devours souls, no, it's us!" he turned back and pointed at Cui Wei: "Do you know what it's like to devour those evil thoughts? Do you know what filth they have hidden in their hearts? Those sanctimonious men, women, Daomen, and Demon Gates, are all the same, the men of the Daomen also want women, and the women of the Daomen also want to harm people, do you think there is a difference between the Tao and the Devil?"

"Flowers bloom and give birth to two sides, between the Buddha and the demon in life, one thought becomes a Buddha, one thought becomes a demon, and there is no difference between the Buddha and the demon itself. Cui Wei was pointed at by a big knife, the tip of her nose was full of coldness, she frowned, a little uncomfortable.

"Poof-" Wen Xi laughed: "You are a very smart girl, you know how to answer, there is no difference between Buddha and demon, is there a difference between that person?"

"There is a difference between people. ”

"There is no difference between Buddha and demons, how can there be a difference between people. The Wen Xi big knife kept shaking in front of Cui Wei's eyes, and he was about to cut a knife on her face at any time.

"There is a difference. Cui Wei whispered: "For example, the difference between me and Lu Yang, the difference between men and women, the difference between strength and weakness, and the difference between people's hearts." ”

"Buddha and demon, I haven't seen it, so naturally I can't tell the difference, but people are everywhere, and the difference is obvious. ”

"You are to become an immortal, he is to become an immortal, a man is to become an immortal, a woman is also to become an immortal, a person with a black heart wants to become an immortal, a pious person also wants to become an immortal, is there a difference between you?

"We're taking different paths. ”

"Then do you want to become an immortal?" Lu Yang asked.

Wen Xi's big knife pointed at the trap beast: "Cultivating immortals can live with the sky, who doesn't want to!"

"Oh. ”

Wen Xi's eyelids jumped, this oh, as if it was an insult to him, an insult to his personality: "What do you mean?"

"The three thousand avenues have their own fate, how do you know that being trapped here is not your fate?"

Wen Xi's eyes rolled, as if he couldn't understand this statement for a while, he looked at the trap beast strangely, as if looking at a monster: "Are you sick? I'm trapped here, how can I cultivate immortals!"

"Reincarnation can cultivate immortals. ”

"Phew!" Wen Xi spat out a mouthful of spit: "You Daomen, but articulate, twists and turns, you can wrap people in, if it is reincarnation, I would rather be a demon than a Daomen, be a demon door happy and revenge, with a sword to judge success or failure, it is better than you like Fei Tu Mo!"

"Hmm. The trap beast nodded, "Makes sense!"

Wen Xi was stuck in his chest in one breath, not up or down, is this thing faced? No matter what he says, he says it makes sense?

Lu Yang's words reminded him of a person, a monk who was once trapped here and had to surpass them, chanting scriptures, knocking on wooden fish, knocking people with headaches, how did they come later?

Wen Xi grinned: "Do you know who wants to overtake me and keep saying that they want to save me, what happened in the end?"

His face leaned over, and the smell of blood came up and made people sick.

Cui Wei held her breath and looked at him with a frown.

"What?" Lu Yang was not here, so he was naturally unaffected, and asked lightly.

"What's going on?" hahaha...... Wen Xi laughed and waved his hand: "Come on, tell him, what will happen!"

Dozens of children approached, baring their fangs and claws at them.

"Oh, it turned out to be dead. ”

"Don't worry, you'll be there soon. Wen Xi grinned, reached out and patted the beast's head.

The little ghosts gathered one by one, walked over slowly, and tried to eat them with their teeth and claws.

"Don't!" Yun Hong struggled to prop up her body: "Don't hurt them, they can help you." ”

The children stopped and looked back at Yunhong.

"Mother. Xiaoyan helped Yunhong: "What do you see, I can't come over, my mother is injured." ”

The children turned around and gathered around Yun Hong.

"Phew! She's not your mother at all, she killed your mother!" Wen Xi blushed, gritted her teeth and said, "She doesn't deserve to be your mother, she killed us!"