I will Bury the Gods Chapter 3: : real people

"A real person? Who is a real person?"

Lin Shouxi put on a white Taoist robe handed over by the girl, followed her out, and walked outside to the damp ancient corridor.

"The real man is said to be the Taoist priest from Yunkong Mountain, and his Taoism is unpredictable. When you meet him later, don't talk nonsense." The snow-haired girl walked in front, her posture weak.

Yunkong Mountain...

Lin Shouxi frowned. Judging from her tone, Yunkong Mountain should be a famous mountain, but he was sure that he had never heard of this place.

Also, the little girl's hair is full of white hair - now that he is getting closer, he can see that the whiteness of this hair is not haggard white, on the contrary, it is silky as bright as new, flexible and slender, like flowing water. The light is particularly eye-catching on cloudy and rainy days.

Are there people with natural gray hair in this world?

Just as he was thinking about it, his eyes inadvertently glanced out of the corridor, and he was stunned.

Outside the wooden corridor that has been in disrepair for a long time, there is a cliff that has plummeted!

The strong wind swept back and forth along the cliff, whistling, and a large number of clouds were coming up from below. The bottomless abyss is like a gap, swallowing the falling rain and spitting out gray mist.

His thoughts were also swallowed by this abyss.

"This house has been soaked in water for an unknown number of years. You can walk a little closer to avoid accidentally falling down." The snow-haired girl reminded.

"How many years have you been soaking in water?" Lin Shouxi was surprised.

"This was originally a large lake named Wuzhu Lake." The girl explained softly: "Recently, most of the lake here has evaporated inexplicably, and this sunken ancient courtyard has been exposed. For a long time, it is a place full of evil spirits."

The great lake is drying up...the ancient courtyard in the middle of the lake...evil...

The girl's tone was flat, as if this wasn't such a special thing.

Lin Shouxi's heart tightened a little bit, and he suddenly had a guess: he may have come to a brand new world, and this world is full of countless things he can't understand!

But what kind of world is this? Is it the fairy heaven or the underworld in people's mouth? Or...

Suddenly, the past conversations with Master came to mind.

"Our world may not be unique." Master said.

"What?"

"Our world is infested with filth little by little, like a drop of ink dripping into a porcelain vat filled with clear water. If the clear water world of the porcelain vat is where we are, then who dropped this drop of ink? "

"Is there a world outside? There are people in that world?" Lin Shouxi felt absurd.

"Maybe."

"People outside want to come in?" He asked again.

"Maybe it has already come in." The master said quietly.

At that time, Lin Shouxi didn't take it too seriously.

But now, he found this world.

Amidst the heavy rain and lightning in the dead city, the door connecting the two worlds suddenly opened, leading him here by mistake.

"So it is."

Lin Shouxi was not only responding to the girl, but also talking to himself.

He is determined that he must not let other people find out that he is a different kind.

The two stopped talking and walked along the cliff corridor together.

Lin Shouxi looked at her quietly. Apart from her snowy hair, this innocent girl seemed to have nothing special about her. Her steps were light and steady, like a court lady walking with a lantern.

After passing through the straight corridor, around the corner, the cliff was left behind.

Lin Shouxi saw a few iron-like trees. At first he didn't notice anything strange, but when he thought that this place was once the bottom of a lake, he couldn't help feeling horrified—could people really live at the bottom of the lake? That person still has leisure time to plant flowers and trees?

Many inherent concepts were quickly smashed.

"It's here, the real person is inside."

In front of an old mottled wooden pavilion, the girl stopped.

Lin Shouxi looked at the two incomplete copper beasts at the door and felt gloomy.

He walked into the wooden pavilion together with the girl. The wooden pavilion was dim, and a few candles were lit. The weak candlelight was not enough to illuminate, and it was more like performing some religious rituals.

There were a dozen or so people in the room, and at first glance, they were all boys and girls similar to themselves. They were kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered. In front of them, a young white-faced Taoist was sitting on the ground, holding a stone in his left hand, Holding a wooden sword.

The Taoist priest was all in pitch black, his pale face was illuminated by the candlelight.

Mu Shijing was not inside... Lin Shouxi glanced quickly.

Among the crowd below, a ten-year-old boy walked up tremblingly.

"Hand." The Taoist said.

The little boy stretched out his hand timidly.

The Taoist handed the stone in his left hand to his hand and asked him to hold it tightly. He looked at the little boy's wrist and asked, "What's his name? Have you ever been married, have you ever had sex?"

The little boy said his name first, then immediately shook his head, expressing that he was still a virgin.

The Taoist nodded, but suddenly frowned.

"Huh?"

He picked up the wooden sword and wiped it on the little boy's arm. A layer of dust fell from his arm, revealing the skin underneath. On the skin, there was a black and purple fine line, as if Blood-sucking worms hide under the skin.

Lin Shouxi knew that he was dead when he saw the black and purple fine lines.

He is very familiar with this situation, it is a symptom of being polluted by the magic breath, once polluted, even his master could not survive.

My guess is correct, this world is also filled with a lot of magic breath, or in other words, this place is very likely to be the source of the magic breath.

"You have been polluted by evil things." The Taoist voice was indifferent.

The little boy's pupils are as tight as beans, and his skin is dark. He originally wanted to use some mud to cover up his hands and get away with it. He never thought that this Taoist priest's eyes are like lightning, even in such a dim environment, he can still see through it at a glance. his disguise.

"No! It's not... This is a birthmark, a birthmark... I brought it out from my mother's womb! I'm not possessed by evil spirits, no... Real person, god, you believe me!"

The little boy raised his head, his dark face was already pale with fright, he spoke incoherently, his body trembling like an electric shock.

The Taoist priest looked at him indifferently.

A blood spot appeared on the little boy's chest, and it rapidly expanded into a pool of scarlet color. The little boy's pupils were dizzy, and after uttering a few meaningless syllables from his throat, he fell to the ground like a log and died.

The Taoist glanced at the two disciples who were kneeling in the front row. The two disciples couldn't ignore this gaze. They got up tremblingly, moved the little boy's body away, and threw it under the cliff.

Lin Shouxi couldn't hide his shock when he thought about the blood hole in the little boy's chest.

"Don't be afraid, many people will die." The snow-haired girl glanced at him and lowered her voice.

She thought he was afraid because the little boy was killed, but Lin Shouxi was really surprised by the sword of the Taoist priest. He was already one of the best masters in his world, but he couldn't see clearly how the young Taoist made the sword .

The girl sat down with him in the crowd.

She sat upright and lowered her head, as if she didn't know anyone.

Lin Shouxi was in a difficult mood, he instinctively suppressed his killing intent, quietly raised his gaze, and looked at the Taoist priest.

Another boy was called up by the Taoist priest.

This young man is bloated, dressed in expensive clothes, and looks from a decent family.

"Wang, Wang Ji." He trembled all over.

The Taoist glanced at his wrist, handed him the stone, and asked conventionally, "Are you married, are you having sex?"

The young man kneeled in front of the Taoist priest involuntarily, with his thighs swinging, trembling: "No... never."

Hum——

The piercing sound of the stone made everyone present excited, and their backs couldn't help but straighten.

The chubby boy who was sitting slumped on the ground was about to burst into tears. A young master from such an aristocratic family like him, although he is not yet married, but there are many maids in his family, how could he be a virgin? In the past, this was a big asset that he and other young masters of the family boasted to each other, but now it has become a knife that ruined his life.

He knelt on the ground with a plop, and shouted: "I am the third young master of the Wang family. I don't know how I came here. I heard that the real person is from Yunkong Mountain... My family is related to a great elder in Yunkong Mountain." There are old ones, you send me back to the Wang family, and I will do my best to repay you..."

There was a short scream, blood stained his back shirt, he fell to the ground, twitched twice, and did not move anymore.

It was the snow-haired girl's turn next.

Like the previous disciples, she has to answer those three questions.

The girl held the stone, gave the real person a look at her wrist, and then replied softly: "My name is Xiaohe, I have never been married, and I have sex..."

She paused slightly, as if she was in hesitation.

The real person glanced at her, was a little surprised, and asked, "How old was the first time?"

"Eighteen years old." Xiaohe said.

The house was quiet.

The real person asked everyone's doubts: "How old are you?"

"Fourteen years old." Xiaohe replied.

The stone in her hand didn't respond, which meant that what she said was probably the truth.

What... is this going on?

The real person is well-informed after all, he frowned, took out a pen, and wrote a line on the paper after a while: Doubt the "spiritual root of foresight".

Xiaohe turned around, walked back, and sat on the ground with her sarong stretched, her buttocks pressing her little feet, her slightly exposed ankles were exquisite and slender.

Lin Shouxi wasn't sure if it was an illusion. When he saw Xiaohe walking back, he gave him a nonchalant glance, and the emotion in his pale eyes was as misty as mist.

He's next.

When he came in front of this demon-like Taoist, an irresistible sense of oppression naturally squeezed into his chest.

In the past, even when he was competing with his master, he never felt this way.

He held the stone handed by the Taoist, and it seemed that something had penetrated into his palm from the surface of the stone, making his arm feel cold. As long as he told a lie, the stone would give out the alarm of death.

The Taoist looked at his arm and confirmed that he was not contaminated by evil things, so he asked questions as usual:

"Name? Have you ever been married, have you ever had sex?"

"Lin Shouxi." He replied clearly: "I have never been married or had intercourse."

Even though he knew he was telling the truth, Lin Shouxi still didn't feel safe at all, and even had the illusion that the stone was about to ring like a prank.

In the martial arts in the past, he was regarded as a top master. Now he is in an unknown world, and he is confronted with an unfathomable Taoist. Look up to a whole new world.

The stone made no sound.

The Taoist hummed.

Lin Shouxi didn't dare to relax. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the Taoist's face. Under the face covered with white powder, there were scarring marks that looked like someone had been burned. He immediately retracted his gaze and handed the stone back.

When he handed the stone back, he vaguely saw something, and subconsciously looked to the right.

I saw that the window was covered with a dark shadow at some point!

The black shadow looks like a baby, with a long tail. Its half-rotten bloated body seems to be glued to the doors and windows. Its wrinkled face squeezes its facial features. With a blood-red light, they grinned their lips, revealing their sharp white teeth, as if they were laughing.

Lin Shouxi straightened his back involuntarily.

The other people in the room were all focused on the Taoist, and no one seemed to notice the existence of these monsters except themselves.

"What are you looking at?"

The sound of shouting and asking suddenly sounded, and the Taoist's sharp eyes fell on him.

Bang!

Lightning tear.

Lin Shouxi was surprisingly quiet.

The image of himself taking the oath before his master died came to his mind.

During the decisive battle with Mu Shijing, he originally thought that he would never have the chance to fulfill his oath, even if he swung his sword at the evil god, he was determined to die, just so that Quanxia could have a clear conscience when he saw Master .

But a strange fate led him to this world, which may be the source of all filth, he is still alive, and he still has the opportunity to fulfill his promise.

This is enough luck.

The horror in Lin Shouxi's pupils faded away, he looked straight out of the window, and calmly narrated: "Really, it's raining heavily."