Although the sky is dark, there are bright stars.

Yang Zhao held the Void Sword, his feet standing in the light, and his body in the darkness.

His eyes were closed, his eyelashes unblinking, and he was as quiet as a god.

He was thinking about a question: no matter how strong the demon outside the sky is, it should not be as strong as the demon outside the sky that he saw in the Tower of Babel, as for the way in the dream, after all, it is just Xiao Dao'er, so what means did the demon use outside the world to trap them here?

In his meditation, there are countless pictures flashing back at high speed in his sea of consciousness, floating and glimpsing, but they are so clear, as if thousands of years of time, beginning to go back and show their true faces.

The tranquility in the small courtyard, those tea and wine, noodles and pork belly, walking hand in hand, wandering by the lake, holding umbrellas in the alleys, watching the smoke and rain of the ancient temple, and the wind and snow.

The passion in the gambling house, the joy in the green building, the taste in the food, the bells in the temple, the confrontation between life and death, and the idle and boring parade in the street.

These pictures emerged one by one in Yang Zhao's sea of knowledge.

Suddenly, he found a problem, and only this problem could keep them from getting out of here.

Because the demons of the heart are always around them.

How could they have escaped from this place, and how could they really wake up?

"Don't worry. ”

Su Nian patted Yang Zhao's shoulder and whispered.

But he couldn't say any more, if they did die here, then......

"I don't want to die. ”

Zuo Lang said: "You don't want to die either. ”

With the consciousness of life, I don't want to die.

Yang Zhao looked at the distant starry sky and said, "Then we won't die." ”

After saying that, he pulled Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo to turn around and walk outside the temple.

Chiba turned and nodded at the crowd. Everyone looked at each other and followed him.

Walking out of the temple, Yang Zhao pointed to a woman under the eaves who was half of her clothes wet by the rain, and said, "Do you think it's strange that after so many years, she hasn't grown old. ”

Chiba nodded and said, "This is the world of demons, they are all dead, and naturally they will not get old." ”

Zuo Lang shook his head and said, "But we haven't gotten old either." ”

Yang Zhao thought to himself that this was indeed the case, at least thousands of years had passed, and he had not grown old. Didn't die either.

Come to think of it. He looked at the light that represented the rules on the dark star dome, observed for a moment and said, "The rules of this world have not collapsed, so why is there no death?"

Yang Zhao couldn't explain the problem, just as he couldn't understand why he had spent so many years here. But it was as if it had only been a few days. So he didn't think about it. Nor was a word spoken.

He just looked at the pedestrians on the street, and suddenly felt cold, everyone almost became a part of this world. At that time, I don't know whether life and death will be blissful or miserable?

Just because of what happened next, it was bound to be very troublesome.

Walking through the crowded crowd in the streets and alleys, Yang Zhao suddenly stopped and looked at a distant starry sky somewhere, the little monk also looked there before he died, but there was nothing there.

Back in the small courtyard, Yang Zhao made a sumptuous dinner for everyone, the most tempting appetite was the plate of green and red pepper shredded pork and the sour and tender bean sprouts, of course, he did not forget the fish-flavored shredded pork that Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo liked the most.

Ten people gathered around a table, the dishes were placed in front of everyone, Yang Zhao and everyone looked at each other and lowered their heads to eat, the picture looked a little weird and a little funny.

Chiba used his chopsticks to flick the vegetarian rice grains in the bowl, looked at the dishes on the table shrouded in human figures, and said, "I know it's fake, why can I still eat it so happily?"

Yang Zhao was burying his head in eating, although he liked to eat fish-flavored shredded pork, but the sweet and spicy taste still made him sweat profusely, listening to this, he picked up the hair and wiped his mouth, and said: "It feels real, just eat it happily." ”

Xuan Jiao glanced at everyone, frowned slightly, and said: "With so many people eating around a table, I'm really not used to it, I really don't know where the pleasure comes from, I'm not happy." ”

The little prince of the Jiaolong clan in the East China Sea was the first time to eat at the same table with so many people, because it was the first time, so no matter how you look at it, it is indeed a little aggrieved.

"Don't be dissatisfied, you have to thank so many people for being with you, and even more so for waking you up. Yang Zhao nodded and smiled.

With so many people around, they didn't have to worry about being attacked by those demons, but how to leave? After dinner, they began to think about this question.

Many years have passed in this world, and Yang Zhao and Chiba are not in a hurry, at least on the surface, they are not in a hurry, they think that there is still enough time to break the game.

How to leave? Yang Zhao has no way to crack it, and Chiba can't think of a way, and the other eight people can't crack it, since this is the case, life still has to go on.

Last night's dinner was too rich, and there was no food at home, Yang Zhao went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and everyone was bored at home, so they naturally followed, because they didn't have the heart to separate now.

When they arrived at the vegetable market, they realized that their ideas were wrong.

Although they were thinking about how to leave, they had already woken up, so someone came to the door.

Standing in front of the dew-covered vegetable stall, Yang Zhao was chatting with the familiar vegetable seller, bargaining for the subsequent price and making some emotional foreshadowing.

The aunt thought he was cute, so she laughed. She smiled beautifully, smiled very dignified, smiled very compassionately, and smiled with a black mole on her eyebrows.

Yang Zhao was also laughing at the beginning, and then the smile gradually faded.

He looked at the vegetable seller and asked seriously, "What did you do in your previous life?"

The vegetable seller didn't speak, just looked at him and smiled slightly, holding a handful of celery in her left hand and a kitchen knife in her right hand.

Yang Zhao suddenly laughed, nodded and said, "In your previous life, you were a vegetable seller, but you were also a murderer?"

The aunt smiled and said, "Not bad." ”

Yang Zhao thought for a while and said, "Since he is a murderer. Then why stay in the world, and why not kill people?"

The aunt looked at Yang Zhao and the others, and said pityingly: "You can't save yourself by killing, it's better not to kill." ”

Yang Zhao pointed to the sky and said, "If you don't kill it, how can you go back?"

The aunt said, "Death is liberation." ”

There is some truth to this. ”

Yang Zhao said with a smile, then pulled out the Void Sword in its sheath and slashed at the aunt behind the vegetable stall.

The vegetable stall is full of green vegetables, and the leaves are full of dew, which looks very fresh.

It stands to reason that Yang Zhao's Void Sword. It should be very easy to split the vegetable stall in half. Split the leaves into countless pieces, and split the dew into moist foam.

But no.

Because the vegetable stall has become a field, the greens on the stall have become lush plants, and the handful of celery in the left hand of the aunt has become a broken leaf. The kitchen knife in his right hand turned into a bloody knife.

The vegetable seller has become a real demon. The hair is black and full. Shrouded in demonic energy, his face was solemn, and those broken leaves turned into layers of black mist in front of him.

Those demons are ahead. There were thousands of layers of demonic mist fluttering, and it was these demonic mist that blocked the Void Sword in Yang Zhao's hand.

Yang Zhao looked at the Outer Heaven Demon who was close in front of him, but seemed to be far away in the sky, and turned his head to Chiba and the others in shock: "It's really true!"

Chiba and Su Nian and the others glanced at each other, but they didn't help, but looked around vigilantly, they believed that Yang Zhao could solve this matter, because it should be taken for granted.

The aunt smiled slightly, the black mole in the center of her eyebrows emitted magic smoke, and the magic smoke filled the countless fields around her, the magic mist fluttered more and more, and the plants on the fields grew happily and became taller.

Everyone stood in the wilderness, their legs instantly entangled in green vines, and they couldn't leave.

The vegetable seller was speechless, and seemed to whisper, slowly tilting the seemingly invisible blood knife in her hand, and the black juice with the smell of vegetables and blood in the knife flowed to the ground, turning into a river, rushing towards Yang Zhao and the others.

The knife that cuts vegetables can bring good food to people, and it can also be used to kill people, smelling the strange fragrance and stench of the black water, everyone only felt a feeling of annoyance in their chests, and then they felt a sharp pain, and they coughed up their chests, as if they wanted to cough up their internal organs.

Yang Zhao stood in the black water, looked at the vegetable seller in the distance, frowned slightly, and said, "It's really ridiculous." ”

After saying this, he blinked his eyes, and the field was shattered, the dense plants turned into crumbling, and the black river, which was full of strange fragrance and stench, was shaken out of the river and spread around.

Discerningly, because it is fake, the vegetable stall is still the vegetable stall.

Wielding the Void Sword, only to hear a terrible friction sound, the sword intent slashed across the aunt's body, cutting a neat knife edge, and a black light faintly emanated from it.

The vegetable seller aunt looked at everyone and smiled slightly.

With a click, her body split in half and scattered on the ground, black mist on the smooth incision, as if countless melted demonic qi were flowing.

Those demonic qi melted into the wind, scattered into a transparent mist, and gradually drifted towards the surroundings of the vegetable field, some black mist, floating in front of Yang Zhao, he frowned slightly, his face became even paler, and he looked a little painful.

After killing all the vegetable sellers, naturally there was no way to buy vegetables, and when he returned to the small courtyard, Yang Zhao's mood was a little heavy, especially when he thought about the last scene, he was even more uneasy.

No matter how powerful these demons are, in short, in front of his eyes that have already opened their eyes, just like the faceless demon that the little monk has become in a dream, he doesn't have too strong resistance ability.

But the demonic breath they emitted after their death seems to be able to cause harm to themselves and Chiba, what if they encounter these demons in the future?

"We have to find a way to avoid the erosion of those demonic energy. Yang Zhao looked at everyone and said.

Chiba's face turned a little pale and said, "What if you can't avoid it?"

Everyone was speechless, and they all looked at Yang Zhao.

Yang Zhao didn't want everyone's mood to become so anxious, and said with a smile: "If you can't avoid it, you won't die, you have to live your life." ”

Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo looked at his eyes quietly and said, "Days are poison. ”

Yang Zhao understood, didn't know how to answer, and said after a moment of silence: "Let's go." ”

This time he didn't use a question sentence, because what he said was not to leave this world, nor to leave this city, but to leave the small courtyard, if he didn't even dare to leave the small courtyard, how could he have ......the confidence to leave this world?

PS: Dizzy, chapter names are so hard to choose