I will Bury the Gods Chapter 70: : Lord Yuxian

Lin Shouxi suddenly opened his eyes.

The carriage is still walking slowly on the mountain road. The mountain walls on both sides are like narrow knives, cutting the dusk into long strands, spreading them in the sky, blending with the reddish-brown trees, extending into the distance.

The image that appeared in my mind before flashed away, and the childish "brother" sounded like an auditory hallucination.

It was not the first time Lin Shouxi had seen that scene, so he didn't think it was a simple hallucination.

Who is she...?

Lin Shouxi sat sideways on the horse's back, like a shepherd boy herding cattle, with low thoughts and no change in expression.

He closed his eyes again, but the sea of ​​consciousness was pitch black—where did the Jiange and the girl come from?

Lin Shouxi did some tests to connect his consciousness, but they were all in vain. Just when he wanted to give up and wait for the little girl to appear next time before asking for clarification, the picture in his mind became clear again.

The dark room full of ancient swords and the girl reappeared.

Lin Shouxi saw her appearance clearly. The girl was wearing a chest-length goose-yellow skirt. She was petite, with a pair of pear-white embroidered shoes under the skirt. The hair makes the cheeks more petite, and on the right side of the head, there are two bows tied with hair hanging down with a slender red thread.

The little girl looks about seven or eight years old, but she is exquisite and cute, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

Placing her hands on the sheath of the sword in front of her, she said pleasantly, "You really need to look like this to see clearly."

"..." Lin Shouxi frowned, and only then did he realize that he was also holding a sword.

These two swords were connected in some way, linking them together?

"Are you talking to me?" Lin Shouxi probed with his heart.

The voice of the heart conveys the past.

"It really is brother." The little girl smiled when she heard his voice, her eyes were still shining with curiosity.

"Can't you see me?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Hey...I can only see a vague shadow." The little girl tilted her head and looked at it seriously.

Lin Shouxi suddenly made a ferocious grimace, but the girl didn't respond at all.

"Is this the first time you see me?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"No." The little girl shook her head and said honestly: "I saw you once a few days ago, and you seemed to be injured at that time, bending over and shaking..."

It was the time when he had a decisive battle with Chu Yingchan. At that time, he also had hallucinations and saw the little girl kneeling in the sword pavilion.

"Are you the sword spirit? The sword spirit of this sword?" Lin Shouxi asked his guess.

The spirituality of the Zhangong Sword has long surpassed the scope of ordinary swords. The little girl I saw while holding the sword in meditation is very likely to be the spirit hidden in the cold pig iron.

"Sword spirit?" The little girl blinked in a daze, and realized later: "So you are not a sword spirit, I thought you were a ghost sealed in the sword."

"I am human." Lin Shouxi said concisely.

"What a coincidence, I am also human..." the little girl said blankly.

The chat between the two fell into a stalemate.

Lin Shouxi's conjecture was further confirmed - it should be that the Zhan Palace in his hand had a connection with the sword in the pavilion, linking their consciousness.

But... why is this so? Why are there two swords that are separated by an unknown distance, and what connects them? What is the origin of Zhan Palace?

Doubts flooded into Lin Shouxi's mind. Lin Shouxi wrote down these questions one by one and sought answers in the future.

The little girl is much more innocent. She encountered something new and novel that she had never seen before, and after experiencing a brief period of confusion, her cheeks were full of excitement.

"You were killing people last time, right?" The little girl's voice trembled.

"Yeah."

"My brother is amazing." The little girl showed an expression of admiration.

Lin Shouxi didn't want to continue on this topic, and instead asked: "Where are you now?"

"Hey." The little girl was stopped by the question, she waved her hand and said apologetically, "This is a secret, you can't tell it."

Lin Shouxi didn't ask any further questions. He looked at the sword pavilion where the girl lived. Even if he just stared at it from a distance, he could still feel the ancient meaning in each sword. You can see the neat killing spirit.

This should be a large gate within the city wall.

The little girl was also looking at the shadow in front of her curiously. From her perspective, Lin Shouxi was just an illusory white shadow.

This is the small sword building at home, and it is also the place where she was confined. A few days ago, she made a mistake and was locked in. She accidentally saw that white figure. She was so frightened that she thought she had run into some kind of ghost, so she hurriedly reported the matter to her master, but the people at home checked and found nothing wrong, they just thought she was messing around again.

Only she knows that she is not lying. This small building is really haunted... At that time, she was afraid for a long time, and she dared not poke her head out of the quilt when she was sleeping. When you get up, you must go to bed early and get up early, work hard to practice eating on time and not cause trouble, and strive not to be locked in a confinement room.

She managed to hold on for three days.

Her persistence moved her, so she decided to reward her with a lazy sleep. Unexpectedly, it was already dusk when she woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the ashen faces of the teachers. She ran to the confinement room consciously, and knelt between the iron swords to reflect.

Curiosity made her overcome her fear. She stared at the sword enshrined in the center, and couldn't help but began to meditate. During the meditation, she saw the floating white shadow, which was lying flat, as if asleep.

She looked at it curiously for a long time, like a young cow or sheep staring at the light spot in a daze. After a while, the white shadow moved, but the picture was cut off.

She tried for a while, and finally found that when she held the sword in her hand, her meditation would be much stronger. She saw the white shadow again, and communicated with him with the spirit of a newborn calf not afraid of tigers.

This ghost is cold, but it still looks kind.

The little girl observed him, making judgments in her heart.

"Does this sword you hold have a name?" Lin Shouxi asked further.

The little girl wanted to take it off the shelf, but found that she couldn't lift it at all. She changed to sitting instead of standing to exert more force, but she still couldn't lift it up.

"Actually, I usually practice very hard, and my arm strength is not bad, but this sword is too heavy." The little girl explained aggrievedly, trying to save a little face.

Lin Shouxi smiled, expressing his understanding.

The little girl tried a lot, but finally gave up. She sat down slumped, looked around the sword, shook her head and said, "There is no name written on the scabbard."

"What about the sword?"

"Can't pull it out."

The little girl gave up at this point, and she was unwilling to let this kind big brother down. She clenched her fists and said, "When I grow up, I will ask my family for this sword. At that time, I want to give it to you." You can name it whatever you want."

Lin Shouxi was not used to seeing such a little girl in the sword, he wanted to give a few words of encouragement casually, but the girl suddenly withdrew her hand and sat back in a very standard sitting posture.

"Someone is coming," she whispered.

The screen is interrupted.

Lin Shouxi opened his eyes again, and his complexion did not show any ripples, as if nothing had happened.

Chen Ning looked at him secretly, Lin Shouxi turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ning was slightly flustered, and just said: "Three Realms Village is coming soon."

When the three horses walked out of the gorge, it was already dark, and the narrow sky above was vast and boundless, and the cold wind was blowing. Hanging above them, bright and mysterious.

The villages here also have high walls and gates. This is the basis for them to gain a foothold in this land full of evil spirits and monsters.

When the carriage drove back, there were figures on the battlements of the tall earthen wall. Although it was far away, Lin Shouxi could still feel that dozens of arrows were aimed at this place.

Under the pitch-black city wall, a figure appeared out of nowhere. The figure was dressed in a gray robe and said a few words to Chen Ning's father casually. Then he opened the carriage and began to check the items inside.

He also explained Lin Shouxi's origin. The gray-robed man turned his head and looked at the young man sitting on the horse.

Lin Shouxi saw the appearance under the gray robe clearly, and his expression tightened.

Under the gray clothes, there was a face without facial features. Not only does he have no facial features, but he also has no hair, as if he is just a rough embryo of a person, and he has not had time to describe other features in the future.

But such a person is 'staring' at Lin Shouxi seriously.

After all, Lin Shouxi was new here, and he was still thinking about whether to pretend to be scared, so he pulled his gray robe to cover his face, which was nothing to hide, and moved away.

The heavy gate was pulled up, the carriage drove in, the people on the battlements disappeared, and the adjacent buildings crashed into the field of vision, stretching into the distance in the dark night.

They arrived at Three Realms Village.

Lin Shouxi originally thought that there were two earthen walls in the Three Realms Village to distinguish immortals, humans, and demons, but there were none. is the river.

The carriage drove through the relatively spacious central street one after the other. Lin Shouxi could see the appearance of the houses on both sides. The houses here are more like caves than houses.

Compared to the central driveway, the honeycomb-like houses on both sides are narrow and small. They are arranged irregularly, some are exposed on the ground, and some are buried underground, and the strange smell can be smelled from a distance.

The river in front is surprisingly clear. After crossing the river, you can see a large field. The fields are not planted with rice, but cotton-like things.

Although the dwellings of humans are still compact, they are obviously more orderly. The place where the immortals live in the front is truly pitch black, and no buildings can be seen clearly. Only a giant tree like a tower rises from the ground. Incomparably eye-catching in the dark.

"That's the sacred mulberry tree, a sacred tree we worship. Legend has it that it was transformed from the seeds of the ancient hibiscus sacred tree that floated into the world. In short, it bestowed Sanjie Village with clean land, food and stability. We rely on the sacred tree Survive."

Chen Ning introduced him piously.

This tree is indeed unusually tall, protruding like an isolated island in the sea, but Lin Shouxi doesn't care about it for the time being.

"What's the matter with the man in gray?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Oh...he." Chen Ning still looked at Lin Shouxi curiously, "I see you are so calm, I thought you knew."

Lin Shouxi is more aware that he is ignorant of this world. In the past, the window between him and this world was Xiaohe. Disappeared, he can only find out the true appearance of this world by himself.

"I have no expression since I was a child." Lin Shouxi said expressionlessly.

"Um... is this a disease?" Chen Ning was even more curious, and after asking, she covered her lips and realized that she was being abrupt.

"I'm not sick." Lin Shouxi said confidently.

Chen Ning's eyes were even more curious, but experts usually have strange things, she was afraid that he would be impatient and didn't dare to ask more, so she quickly explained the gray-clothed man to Lin Shouxi.

"That's a man in puppet clothes, that is... a person in puppet clothes."

"My clothes?"

"Well, the puppet is something that a mother-in-law in the fairy village sewed out of special leather...don't worry, it's not human skin. body, covering the original face of a person, but it is only a covering function, and does not hinder breathing, eating, and seeing." Chen Ning thought for a while, and then explained in the simplest words: "It is equivalent to your Another layer of skin."

"The fortune of a cultivator is really wonderful." Lin Shouxi praised, and then thought of another question: "Can this puppet clothes be customized?"

"Of course, my mother-in-law's craftsmanship is very skillful. As long as you pay enough, it doesn't matter how realistic it is." Chen Ning said.

"The price?"

"Well...it's equivalent to what you people in the city wall mentioned, money." Chen Ning said with a smile: "But my mother-in-law is a fairy, she doesn't charge money, she only needs a 'price', and some people do everything to make the old woman Make a puppet clothing, and many people will stay in it forever after getting the puppet clothing, and they no longer need to show their true colors.”

Chen Ning sighed, and added: "But it's useless to say these things now, I heard that the mother-in-law has been closed recently."

"Why?" Lin Shouxi continued to ask, he didn't want to let go of any information.

Looking around, Chen Ning lowered his voice, "Because... that old woman is sewing a great thing recently!"

"Great stuff?"

"Well... I don't know any more. I don't have a chance to go to Xiancun. This is just a rumor, and I don't know if it's true or not." Chen Ning said: "In short, there are many skilled craftsmen in Xiancun. You are also a fairy, and you should have the opportunity to meet them in the future, but I heard that they have a strange temper..."

The carriage stopped, and Chen Ning quickly shut up. In the surrounding alleys, a man in gray floated out like a ghost, surrounded the carriage, and began to unload the cargo.

Lin Shouxi observed them and found that they were almost exactly the same in height and body shape, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

The metal carriage was opened, and the corpses were carried down coffin after coffin. The man in gray lifted up the coffin with nimble hands and feet, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"You have to come with us." The head of the gray-clothed man turned to Lin Shouxi and said in a dull voice.

"He is a good man, he saved us, without him, that thing might have been taken away." Chen Ning stepped forward and spoke for Lin Shouxi.

"Because of this, you have to be more careful." The man in gray said in a low tone, "That thing is top secret, and it stands to reason that it shouldn't leak out."

The man lowered his head, and he said guiltily: "I'm also very surprised, I don't know which link went wrong, and it almost ruined the master's plan."

Transporting the corpse is also the task entrusted by the Lord, but this is only on the surface. The most important thing is to transport the ancient scroll back to the village safely. Only Chen Ning and her father know about this matter. in the dark.

This trip was full of thrills and dangers, but fortunately they still sent the ancient scrolls back.

"Are you trying to confirm if I'm in danger?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Yes." The man in gray replied.

"I'll go with you." Lin Shouxi said calmly.

Although this place was unfamiliar, he didn't worry too much. First, he had a clear conscience, and second, his intuition didn't give him any warning signs of danger.

Hearing the words, the man in gray lowered his head back into his robe, and his figure drifted soundlessly towards the bridge between the human village and the fairy village.

Lin Shouxi followed slowly.

There was a bird song in the night sky, the bird song was sharp, Lin Shouxi followed the sound, and soon saw its trace, it was a bird like a mountain eagle, patrolling the sky, different from the mountain eagle , Its body is made of wood, like a mechanism, but it is given life by some means.

The fairy village is surprisingly dark, and there is hardly a gleam of light in it, and walking is all based on instinct.

There was a sound of opening the door, and he was taken into a room, but this room was bright. There was a long table carved from animal bones. Behind the table sat an old man with a back like a hump. His eyes were narrowed. Wake up, don't know whether to wake up or sleep.

The man in gray sent him in and left.

"New here again?"

Hearing the movement, the old man raised his head and looked at Lin Shouxi. After a moment of silence, he sincerely praised: "What a handsome baby."

Lin Shouxi naturally sat down in front of the bone case.

"Don't be afraid, there will be people coming to Sanjie Village from time to time, the Lord is kind, and generally speaking, anyone who is not hostile will be taken in, and a place will be arranged for him to be self-reliant." The old man said.

"What if there is hostility?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"Then it will become the nourishment of the **** mulberry tree." The old man raised his head, "What? Are you planning to run away?"

"Just asking."

"That's not a good question." The old man smiled cheerfully.

"How can I prove that I am not hostile?"

"It's simple, the old man will test you with the fairy magic weapon passed down in his family, and you will know once you test it."

The old man fumbled on the bone table for a while, removed the ribs and skulls one after another, and searched for them.

You can tell if it's true or not...Lin Shouxi is also curious, what kind of magic weapon is this?

Then, the old man took out a stone the size of a fingernail.

"Hold this thing, let me ask you a few questions." The old man handed over the small stone.

Lin Shouxi took it with open palm, frowned and said, "This is... the Stone of Mantra?"

"Huh? You actually know him, you have a good vision."

"Well... I've heard of this treasure."

"Haha, this is the first time I've seen you today." The old man smiled and said proudly, "This is a magic weapon passed down from my ancestors. Don't look at me as a young man. It's hard to buy with a thousand dollars. You can take care of it. The old man has bad eyesight." , if you fall on the ground, you must find it for me, otherwise don’t even try to get out of this door.”

Lin Shouxi really wanted to tell him that he had a big one... Until now, he finally realized what a precious legacy Master Yun had left for him.

Lin Shouxi grasped this pitifully small mantra stone tightly.

The old man took out a piece of paper and a slender wooden tube, put the wooden tube against Lin Shouxi's hand, cleared his throat, and prepared to ask questions.

"You are..." Lin Shouxi looked at the wooden tube, puzzled.

"My old eyes are dim, and I'm afraid I can't hear clearly." The old man explained.

"Good advice, old man." Lin Shouxi gave a thumbs up.

The old man began to ask questions in accordance with the usual practice. The questions were very simple. They asked him his name, age, where he came from, whether he had malicious intentions, and plotted against the village.

Lin Shouxi answered everything truthfully.

He was absent-minded when he answered, and he couldn't help thinking of the rainy night when he first woke up. At that time, Master Yun was sitting in the wooden hall like a demon, and the little grass with snow hair and green skirt spoke out the prophecy in a manly voice.

Obviously not long has passed, but the memory seems to be as far away as a world away.

The review was unexpectedly smooth. The old man picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink, and wrote down Lin Shouxi's name, and warned: "This is only the first test, and you will be assessed many times later. If you fail, you will still be expelled from Three Realms Village."

The old man was very serious and said: "Of course, it is very simple to avoid being expelled. You only need to do two things!"

"Which two points?" Lin Shouxi asked politely.

The old man put up **** and continued: "One is to love the Three Realms Village, and the other is to love our Lord Master."

Lin Shouxi left this room inexplicably, and the man in gray at the door escorted him out of the fairy village.

Chen Ning was waiting for him at the other end of the bridge.

"If you have nothing to go tonight, you can come to my house first." Chen Ning said: "It happens that my father also wants to repay the son for saving his life."

"Do you still have room in your house?"

"Uncle Chen is dead..."

"Oh, that makes sense."

Lin Shouxi went with her to a house. Although this house was also a one-story house, it was considered grand in Three Realms Village.

Lin Shouxi has no desire for food, lodging, and transportation. He just wants to find a resting place where he can calmly think.

He lived in that empty room. The room was very simple, with nothing but a bed and a table, but it was also surprisingly clean.

Lin Shouxi closed the door, refused all services and small talk, and sat alone on the bed. Just when he was about to close his eyes and practice, he suddenly found a book on the bedside.

It stands to reason that the dead uncle should be a rough guy, and he would not have the leisure to study.

Lin Shouxi picked up the book, and looked at the title: Zhu Shenlu.

He frowned, thinking that this is the one who poisoned that lizard spirit?

Opening the book, the author's name is written on the title page: Master Yuxian. The following is a lot of useless whining nonsense similar to this book, also known as I want to kill the gods, the mausoleum of the gods, and the sinking of the gods and demons. Lin Shouxi jumped over them one by one.

He casually flipped through two pages of the text, and found that the story of this book was written outrageously. It roughly talked about a young man reincarnated and rebuilt, worshiping immortals, cultivating Taoism, defeating Tianjiao, destroying opponents, exploring caves, and obtaining treasures. ...and so on and on and on.

"How can there be such a lucky person in the world? If there is, then his fate must be manipulated by another existence, and he is just a chess piece without knowing it." Lin Shouxi shook his head lightly. Well, it's not attractive to him.

What's wrong with having a good time? Why take it to read such a comical plot full of mistakes and omissions?

In the early morning, when the sun was shining into the room, Lin Shouxi finally turned to the last page ~IndoMTL.com~ He didn't know how he finished reading it.

Maybe he was really bored, or maybe the sadness of parting was accumulated in his heart, and he always needed something to help resolve it... In short, after he finished reading, he finally felt a little happy.

The only pity is that this book has not yet been finished, and it has come to an abrupt end in a hateful place, and I don't know when there will be a sequel.

Although the plot of this book is rough, the style of writing is delicate. I don't know whether this 'Master Yuxian' is a man or a woman.

"This book is not without merit." Lin Shouxi commented.

When he was about to close the book, his eyes froze suddenly.

The manuscript ends with a seven-line poem, which seems to be an acrostic...

He will read each word of the first word together:

"Under the white camphor tree... help me."